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"Is this guy alright?"

Seeing it from a distance, the little head ghost tiptoed around twice, muttering in his heart. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the big-headed ghost saw the Rakshasa charms above his head, and saw that this person was covered in blood, he couldn't help but get worried, and pulled the sleeve of the small-headed ghost and said, "It looks weird and scary, let's leave alone." ”

"Yes. ”

The small-headed ghost prides himself on being a clever ghost, never mixing with anything that muddies the waters, and when it is time to protect himself, he will protect himself wisely, and he is not ambiguous at all.

Even if he saw a person hanging on the side of the road, it had nothing to do with him, let alone now?

Thinking about it in his heart, more things are better than less things, the little head ghost did not hesitate, turned around and was about to leave: "You're right, let's go back quickly, yesterday's stove hasn't been repaired yet-"

Halfway through his words, his body hadn't completely turned back, but the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

A pair of green eyes, staring straight at the edge of the ashes, could not be taken back.

"What's wrong?"

The big-headed ghost was startled when he saw this, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to shake him: "Little head, you, are you okay?"

The small-headed ghost was shaken twice, and he couldn't see the thing in the distance very clearly, and he was so angry that he shook off the big-headed ghost, and said impatiently: "Don't make noise, don't make noise, there seems to be something over there, take a look?"

"Something?"

The big-headed ghost has always reacted slowly for half a beat, and looked in the direction indicated by the small-headed ghost, and suddenly said "Huh": "There is really something." ”

"Look at it. ”

There are cheap and don't take advantage of the bastard!

The little head ghost is a man who never treats himself badly.

A green glow came from his two green eyes, and he shrank his hands and feet, and quickly walked through the grass and leaned over.

The closer it is, the more clearly the small-headed ghost can see.

It's a woman.

Although his face was covered with blood, looking at the outline of his facial features, he was also very elegant and exquisite, but he was lying on the ground at the moment, unresponsive, as if his soul had been dispersed.

Strangely, she was surrounded by ashes, but she wasn't half covered with ashes herself.

It was as if the grass around it had not burned before she fell here, but only after she came.

Can......

There was not the slightest trace of burning on the clothes of this "female corpse".

"Hell ......"

The little head ghost could see that something was not quite right almost at a glance, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

He was only a foot away from the corpse at the moment, on the edge of the ashes.

Above this edge, there was a sword horizontally, with a few ashes falling on it, the scabbard was jet black, and the pattern on the hilt was thick and delicate.

An inexplicable sense of majesty and heaviness came from this sword, which was simply terrifying.

Not ordinary!

Almost at a glance, the little head ghost's heart cried out.

He suppressed the sudden violent heartbeat, and carefully looked at the "corpse" lying on the ground, but did not move.

So, without hesitation, he bent down directly, picked up the sword, and held it in his hand.

"Good boy, it's done!"

The moment the long sword was in his hands, the little head ghost felt a breath coming out of the sword, and it almost made him kneel down if he wanted to!

Definitely a good sword!

God, even if he had passed by the largest Huizhenfang in Difu Shanhai City, he had never seen such a good thing!

The little head ghost was so excited that he almost suffocated.

He almost trembled as he stroked every plain wooden line on the scabbard, and stroked every delicate cast on the hilt......

In a pair of green eyes, there was a faint bloodshot.

Could it be that this is the legendary "lost east, harvested mulberry"?

Could it be that this is the legendary "blessing and misfortune dependence"?

Could it be that God is compensating him, so that he finally has the possibility of turning over from this underworld to become a big official?

A series of thoughts quickly crossed the mind of the little head ghost.

He was so excited that he turned his head and wanted to talk to the big-headed ghost, but he didn't expect that when he turned his head, the big-headed ghost was no longer behind him.

What about people?

At that moment, the little head ghost suddenly became a spirit, and before he could speak, he heard a strange scream!

"Mother!"

It's the voice of a big-headed ghost.

The small-headed ghost was startled, almost dropped the sword he had just arrived, and quickly turned his head to look.

This doesn't matter, but at first glance, the small-headed ghost was almost so frightened that the three souls were separated from the seven spirits, and they almost died thoroughly!

I don't know when, the big-headed ghost who was following the small-headed ghost had already walked past him, walked directly into the ashes, and even squatted next to the "corpse".

His fat right hand was outstretched, as if he had just touched something terrible, and it hung stiffly in the air, not daring to move.

Seeing the little head ghost look over, his whole face collapsed, frightened, and his voice was crying: "Warm, warm, it's a living person......"

"What ......"

How can it be?

The small-headed ghost couldn't believe what the big-headed ghost said, and just wanted to open his mouth to scold him for talking nonsense, but the corner of his eye swept away, and before he could say anything, he was suddenly blocked in his throat.

The clothes on the nun are not the common styles in the underworld, but the silk thread used for the belt has a strange atmosphere.

She still had two small bags of exquisite workmanship hanging from her waist, not stained with half of the blood.

The most important thing is that whether it is clothing or bags, it is very "real".

“……”

Well, this time it's a big deal.

The little head ghost almost had a numb scalp.

The people living in the Extreme Domain are all deceased people, but the people living in the nineteen continents or isolated islands outside are all living people.

In the Polar Realm, all the ghosts are floating as if they were substances, and they look no different from ordinary people outside, but in fact, they have no body, only souls.

But the big living people are different.

The great living person has a soul and a body, and it will be warm to the touch, not cold.

The clothes on their bodies are also real, and they will carry a "yang energy" that is not very different from the underworld, which will make people feel warm.

This female cultivator in front of her is a real living person, a real soul!

It is rumored that before Shijiazi, a big war broke out between the Polar Domain and the Nineteen Continents.

The little head ghost had only heard people say it, but he didn't know why, but he clearly remembered that the drunk judge at that time said: Between the underworld and the nineteen continents, there has long been a layer of yin and yang realm, the nine-headed bird is dead, and the souls of ordinary monks are not entering reincarnation, and once the body dies, it will be real destruction.

It is almost impossible for the ghosts of the underworld to appear in the nineteen continents, but the monks of the nineteen continents will never appear in the underworld!

Can......

But what's going on with this nun in front of you?

The little head ghost only felt that his mouth was dry, and he was holding the sword he had picked up in his arms, and his eyes flashed for a while, and he didn't know what to do.

When the big-headed ghost saw that he didn't speak for a long time, he panicked even more.

"Small, small, what should we do? Why don't we report it to Judge Chu......?

"Shut up!"

The small-headed ghost suddenly spoke, interrupting the big-headed ghost's words.

The big-headed ghost was stunned for a moment, and then saw that the small-headed ghost actually walked towards him, and he also squatted down, and actually grabbed the arm of the female cultivator on the ground.

"What are you doing?"

The big-headed ghost was taken aback.

The small-headed ghost showed a resolute ruthlessness on his face, only looked around, no one noticed, gritted his teeth and said: "Our Extreme Domain ghost cultivation, cultivation starts with the soul, and only powerful cultivators can cultivate the physical body." The living body is a great supplement, anyway, no one knows about it now, so let's move her back and cook it in a pot, which is bound to increase a lot of cultivation!"

“……”

The big-headed ghost was simply stunned by the bold words of the small-headed ghost, and stood there motionless.

The little head ghost glanced at him: "What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and take a hand! Do you want us to be found out in a while?"

"I ......"

The big-headed ghost thought about it slowly, and always felt that it was a little bad to do this, but his stomach "gurgled", he thought about it for a while, and still walked up and helped the small-headed ghost lift the person up.

The two men moved neatly, and after a while, they carried the person away.

The Rakshasa charms hovering overhead, when they saw that the "prey" was being taken first, chased and flew for a while, until the two disappeared into a gray mountain range in the distance, and then they fluttered their wings and flew back with some reluctance.

In the grass in place, only a miserable white ash remained.

***

I had a long, long dream.

In the dream, she finally completed her plan.

More than 3,000 people screamed in unison, the thousands of giant Buddhas collapsed, the stars rushed, and Xie Buchen's figure was instantly submerged in the torrent......

She felt in a trance that he seemed to be in a trance at that moment, and he didn't have any resistance, as if he had seen something.

What did you see?

Seeing sorrow, he was a little confused.

But such doubts disappeared in a blink of an eye.

So tired that it becomes difficult to even think.

From the beginning of the hidden realm of Qingfengan, it is-for-tat, calculating step by step, and killing machine step by step.

She is, and so is Xie Buchen.

Xie Buchen hid the killer feature, and she also hid the "one-person platform".

However, all monks who ascend to the one-person platform can get their own "opportunity" on the one-person platform.

Everyone knows that she has ascended to the one-person stage, but except for her master and the mountain man, no one else knows what she has gained on the one-person stage.

It was an opportunity to say it, but I was afraid that even the real people would be shocked by it.

-- She gained the ability to communicate with one-person people.

The moment she put the ghost axe on the relief platform, she was recognized by the one-person platform.

The stars rushed up, the sky changed from day to night, and she seemed to be standing outside the entire dome, touching a whole new world, watching a changing universe.

The Star Stream Channel Seal, which can only be used once, is one of the opportunities given by the one-person platform;

The star power under the empowerment made her entire strength rise by 30%, which was the second opportunity given by one person;

Spiritual consciousness communication one-person platform, with the help of the existence of one-person platform, can teleport oneself to other places, is the third opportunity given by one-person platform.

I'm afraid that Xie Buchen will die, and he can't imagine that the one-person platform he missed will eventually become the root cause of his defeat, right?

Along the way, she shot without scruples, with strange strength and quick reaction, even if she guessed that Xie Buchen had hole cards, she was not afraid......

All because she has the strongest blow and the hardest hole card!

Even if she couldn't kill Xie Buchen, she was sure to retreat.

At the end of the memory, stay in the inverted Tianhu Lake, and stay in the bright starlight of the one-person platform......

So, it came to an abrupt end.

Instead, there was a warm feeling, as if someone had been soaked in water, but among the limbs, there was a kind of soreness, and even seemed to be restrained, and he couldn't move.

This feeling is not very comfortable.

The eyelids are so heavy that they seem to have tens of millions of pounds, which makes people too lazy to lift them.

Seeing the confusion, I only felt dizzy, and vaguely heard two voices, one clever and the other stunned.

"Throw more, throw more! Burn, burn!"

"Hmm!"

"Quick, array, array, array, mixed yuan array! There's still a piece of silver over there that hasn't been put away, hurry up!"

"Oh......"

It seems to be busy with something, and the sound of small pieces is endless.

I vaguely heard words like "don't find out", "dangerous", "weird" and "stupid", but when I got together, I didn't understand what it meant.

Her mind was so mushy that she couldn't even think.

The long dream gradually withdrew from the depths of her mind.

The sound outside finally began to slowly become clear.

The heavy eyelids finally lightened a little, so I slowly opened my eyes.

The dark and dazed world cracked a small crack towards her, and there was a faint yellow light that shone through the crack, and then gradually expanded.

It's a cottage.

Or rather, a ...... Kitchen?

The strangely shaped broken wooden door had deadbolts hung on it, the windows nailed with wooden strips were tightly closed, and there were cracks one by one on the four walls.

The position she was in seemed to be a little high.

Seeing that he slowly retracted his gaze, he looked down and was suddenly dumbfounded.

It turned out to be a round stove, but there was no pot on the stove, only a large vat.

There are a few notches on the edge of the vat, as if they have been used for a long time and accidentally bumped into them.

At this moment, the tank was filled with water, and a fire was burning underneath, so that bubbles began to bubble on the surface of the water, and the heat steamed up, making the vision of the sorrow a little blurred.

That's right, she is now tied up by someone, put in this shabby water tank, and boiled on the stove!

This......

What's going on?

Seeing sorrow, he only felt that everything around him was revealing a strange strangeness, and he didn't know where the one-person platform had teleported him.

Anyway......

You can't be controlled by others.

Almost at the moment when he found himself in a predicament, he used his strength to break the rope that bound him.

Who would have thought that as soon as she exerted her strength, the rope would not move at all!

I was a little stunned.

She vaguely noticed that something was wrong.

The flesh and blood of the body and even the bones are all in good condition, there is no problem, obviously with the powerful regeneration and repair ability, he repaired the injuries of the previous battle with Xie Buchen.

But now, anywhere on her body, she can't detect the existence of half a point of spiritual power!

Even the bucket plate that could be summoned at will before was as if it was dead.

Seeing that he wanted to condense his mind and sink into the ancestral aperture of his eyebrows, he found that this was related to the "ancestral aperture" of the monk's cultivation, and he was actually locked up by himself.

There was no trace of spiritual power in the body that could be invoked, and even the spiritual sense could only be one foot away from the body, and in the blink of an eye, it was forced to retreat into the body by a strange pressure outside.

What the hell......

Seeing that I was sitting in the vat, I couldn't help but be completely dumbfounded.

She didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her body, and the cultivation of the sixth layer of "Human Weapon", even if it was boiled in this boiling water, she didn't have anything to do, and even her skin didn't turn red.

There is no problem with the body, and the cultivation realm has not dropped, but the ability is just not usable, and even the spiritual power is empty.

Rao is sorrowful and well-informed, and when he encounters this unprecedented situation at this moment, he can only be in a trance.

"What about Chai He? add more, add more...... Burn hot, or you'll have to cook it until tomorrow!"

Just as she was thinking, the clever voice she had heard earlier rang out again.

I was stunned.

Before, she was in the vat, looking up at random, and all she saw was around, but she had never looked at the ground.

At this moment, she heard the voice, and she followed the sound, and found a small ghost with a pointed head squatting under the stove.

He was bringing a pile of firewood and placing it next to the big-headed ghost who was crouching in front of the stove.

The big-headed ghost is closest to the location of the fire, with a short and fat body and a big head.

Seeing that the little head ghost brought Chai He over, he took one and stuffed it into the fire, and his face was red by the light of the fire burning inside, which was a little festive.

"Big enough, the water is boiling, right?"

"I heard a noise. ”

The ears of the small-headed ghost are smart, how can it not be heard with such an obvious grunting sound?

But looking at the fire in this chamber, he felt a little small, and he was in a hurry, so he picked up a few sticks of firewood and threw them inside.

"Stingy! what's the big deal about burning a few more sticks of firewood!"

"But this is what we borrowed from the white-haired ghost at the head of the village, and we ...... back."

The big-headed ghost looked at the few sticks of firewood that were immediately engulfed by the firelight, and his face suddenly sank, and he seemed to feel a little heartache.

The little head ghost hates that iron is not made of steel: "Now that we are all going to eat human flesh, where do we care if he dies? Anyway, he has nothing to eat, and it is useless to take firewood." It's a big deal, we'll pay him back when we get promoted and get rich. What are you panicking about?"

"......"

The big-headed ghost wanted to say that it was necessary to save some burning, in case one person was not cooked, the firewood was burned first, and he had to borrow it everywhere, in case he couldn't borrow it, then he had to stop the fire and burn it again, and the people in the tank would be bad before they had time to cook it, what should I do?

But before he could speak, the little head ghost interrupted directly: "Don't cocoa! Burn firewood and hedu so much, do you know what it means to have a long night...... Dream...... What are the dreams?"

Halfway through a word, it suddenly got stuck.

"Long nights and dreams. A voice suddenly picked up.

"Yes, it's a long night!"

When the little head ghost heard this, he finally remembered.

He was so happy that he slapped his thigh, and then praised the big-headed ghost: "Even 'long nights and dreams' can be used!

The big-headed ghost looked at him stunned.

The small-headed ghost only felt that his throat and eyes seemed to be blocked, and there was a creepy feeling, which emerged from the tail vertebrae and spread all over the body in an instant!

"Click......"

He heard the stiff sound of his teeth aching as he lifted his neck.

His gaze slowly shifted from the burning chamber to the high stove, to the taller pitch-black water tank, to the pitted notch of the water tank, and finally to ......

Moved to the head of a man that came out of the water.

Two black eyes, two green eyes, just together.

The female cultivator, who had already been half-dead in their judgment, and who was not even fully souled, had already woken up at some point.

The eyes that had been closed before opened, and the narrow tail of the eyes was only swept like this, and the little head ghost felt that his heart was pounding.

Scared!

Sitting in the boiling water tank, "cooked" by the boiling water, he blinked when he saw sorrow, showed a smile that was not very embarrassed, and said quite embarrassedly: "That...... Are you preparing...... Will you cook me for it?"