"Brother Hao, wait, I'll ask Brother. Forget it, he just came in, so let him tell you. ”

Xiao Bai on the other side of the dialog box threw this question to Hei Wuchang, who had just entered the door, it seemed that her gossip knowledge reserve was not enough, and she obviously didn't know as much about these secrets of the underworld as her brother.

Ning Hao clutched his chest and waited for ten seconds, and a paragraph appeared in the dialog box,

"Master Hao, I don't know if you ask about anything else, but you are the right person to ask about this matter. Although I am not a rich schooler, I deserve to be well-read. Not to mention the underworld, even the secrets of the fairy world and the human world, I also know nine times out of ten, and I can be regarded as a well-educated person. ”

Also well-read, see how you write those Difu Taobao store advertising words also know that you read the yellow book, are to see the Ming Dynasty genuine Golden Bottle Plum, the word version of the Golden Bottle Plum, the picture version of the Golden Bottle Plum, the full-color version of the illustrated Golden Bottle Plum......

Lao Tzu is annoyed with this pain, you are still in a broken mouth, Ning Hao is angry, and he types quickly,

"I know that you will be a confidant with readers when you read stories, and there has never been a talent like you in the past five hundred years. Don't force it, I'm on this side of the East China Sea, on an island surrounded by whirlpools. There's a guy in the underworld who slayed a dragon here, and I'm being eroded by the aura that that guy left next to this dragon skeleton. Is there anything I can do to stop the pain?"

"Corrupted by the Immortal Qi? Master Hao, did you use your Hades Exorcism Order to absorb that Immortal Qi?"

The dialog box jumped out of the black impermanence paragraph again.

"It's not erosion. But after this guy's aura entered my body, I suddenly felt a sad emotion, which made me feel distressed. But Lao Tzu is not sad at all now, and I am also alive and dead. ”

Ning Hao typed quickly, and the pain in his heart still did not ease at all. That dark qi was already much stronger than his own dark qi, and now he stubbornly wailed in the empty frame of the Heart Sword. The consciousness entered the Hades exorcism order, but the Hades exorcism order seemed to have seen the old ancestor, and there was no way at all.

"Master Hao, I won't tell you anything, we all know that you are the next Netherworld Apostle appointed by the Heavenly Qi Rensheng Emperor. It's the Hades exorcism order in your body that attracts that dark energy. This aura is what your ex left behind. Back then, this evil dragon caused disaster in the East China Sea, and the bad guys also ate it, and the good people also ate it, which not only made the underworld full of ghosts, but also the world was also a lonely ghost and a wild ghost. The Apostle of the Heart Blade of the Underworld thundered and killed with one blow, destroying this beast, and it was rumored to be a good story of the Three Realms. ”

After reading the message sent by Hei Wuchang, Ning Hao understood a little bit, and typed quickly in the dialog box,

"You've told you all the symptoms, and you're right, so give me a way to stop the pain. ”

Thinking back to the stone house outside the Oil Pot Prison, Ning Hao had seen this Lord of the Netherworld Apostle of the Heart Sword. At that time, when Zhu Xinjian saw his body, he flew directly out of his body and flew to its side to mourn, and a sword shed tears, thinking that person should be a man who stood on the top of the sky with a thin cloud of righteousness.

But don't you want this guy to be so sad, Saber just saw him crying, and he cried when he left such a dark qi...... If you're dead, you're dead, and you're still playing so many tricks when you're dead, there's something wrong with it at all!

"Master Hao, I won't tell you a secret. This kind of thing can only be done by yourself, the strength of the Apostle of the Heart Punishment Blade is absolutely ten Hades, except for refining, only the Great Emperor may be able to help you pull it out. ”

Black Impermanence is obviously helpless, and finally gives this suggestion.

"Then you have to tell me how to refine this spiritual energy. ”

Ning Hao clutched his chest and typed, and Zhou Huawen and Xu Xiaonan, who were standing on the side, stared at him in a daze. Ning Hao waved his hand and said,

"What are you still doing here, hurry up and get dirt and plant flowers. You'd better get it for me quickly, or you'll still have a fart research after a while, and I'll have to destroy those bone lice on the spot. ”

Zhou Huawen and Xu Xiaonan woke up like a dream, and climbed the stairs to get mud in two or three steps.

Although these two guys sometimes make people angry, Ning Hao is still very relieved about their ability to do things.

The feeling of grief that was about to die has not been alleviated at all, and now it is as if dozens of people have died in my own family, and I can't stop feeling uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the black and impermanence text appeared in the dialog box after a while.

"Master Hao, refining the Dark Qi is not so easy. There is only one case that I know of, but the process is very painful and very inhumane, do you want to give it a try?"

"Don't push it, say it, now I feel so bad that I want to kill. ”

Ning Hao typed quickly, this feeling made him not say that he wanted to kill, he had the heart to commit suicide.

Grief-stricken and bored. These eight words are a true portrayal of his current state of mind. And this feeling came for no reason, he estimated that this Hades corpse exorcism order should have been integrated with himself and related to it. And the underworld qi that entered the Hades exorcism order has also become a part of itself, so its emotions are also empathetic.

Another sentence appeared in the dialog box.

"Fight poison with poison! Don't you feel extremely sad? Do another thing that makes you feel the same kind of sadness. Let this emotion hedge with that emotion, although the dark qi cannot be refined for the time being, the emotion can be assimilated. ”

Seeing this word, Ning Hao was a little confused.

Now, he does do a lot to alleviate this pain.

But this kind of pain really makes people feel that not only their family is dead, but their best friends are also dead, and I can't wait to be disgusted with the world and commit suicide.

What does it take to reach this level of sorrow?

Isn't this a pit man?

"Brother Hei, don't fool me. I don't usually seem cheerful, but there's really nothing that makes me sad to that extent. Why don't you give me a suggestion and see if I can grieve up. ”

"Master Hao, it's really embarrassing for you to talk about this. Look at your performance in the underworld, you are a big-hearted person, Xiaobai is so beautiful, you are not tempted, I have seen Hu Qingcheng, not much better than my sister, you can still bear it. For someone like you, I really don't know anything that can grieve you. ”

Hei Wuchang paused, and sent another paragraph,

"If you don't have any relatives at home who don't like it, and you feel very sorry for them, you can kill seven or eight of them. ”

Ning Hao's nose was crooked, and he hurriedly typed back,

"I don't feel bad if I don't like it. Besides, why don't you kill dozens of your relatives to grieve. Are you two hundred and five when you are Lao Tzu?"

After a while, another paragraph came from the dialog box,

"Brother Hao, I'm Xiaobai. In fact, if you want to grieve, it's very simple, you can watch a tragic movie or something. If it arouses emotional resonance, it is definitely okay to alleviate some pain, not to mention a cure. Or you try to think about your own tragic past experiences and see if it works. ”

Ning Hao scratched his head, trying to think that Zhou Huawen and Xu Xiaonan went out at this time and suddenly encountered dozens of tigers, and they were bitten to the ground.

After a little more emotion, the distress was reduced a little.

Ning Hao was overjoyed, and then even more sad.

It's sad enough, and you have to try to think about sad things to alleviate your grief, and if you continue to do this, will it become a split personality.