Chapter 3 Little Ghost Games

"Friendship first, competition second. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Athletes, use your strength to open up a long-distance running world that belongs to you!"

"The vast green field is a stage built for you, publicize, young heart, we will always applaud you!"

"Time is passing, the track is extending, success shows the beating of the heart in front of you, the blood is boiling, the glory is cast under your feet, athletes, come on!"

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Xiao Long and the merry female ghost communicated very much, and finally completely sucked each other, his body gradually solidified a little, faintly exposing his ankles, looking at the dark space around him, floating towards a book-sized window in front of him, after hearing the words above, he couldn't help but roar angrily: "Your uncle's!" ”

It turned out to be a sports day!

I saw a huge circular square, surrounded by ten runways, and there were ten imps like him floating on the runway, surrounded by dense ghosts, shouting "Friendship first, competition second." Bullshit like that.

"Nima, what is this special friendship first, competition second?"

Xiao Long quickly saw clearly and clearly that the slowest running imp was a ghost with a half-meter-long hat on his head and the words "Fortune at first sight" written on it, stretched out his tongue, and directly rolled it back and devoured it.

"Fortune at first sight? , isn't this Bai Qiye? ”

Sure enough, Xiao Long soon saw the black eighth master with a long hat of "The world is peaceful" next to the ghost carved with "Fortune at first sight".

Black eight white seven, naturally black and white impermanence, two masters.

According to legend, Bai Wuchang's name is Xie Bi'an, also known as "Bai Qiye", and Hei Wuchang's name is Fan Wusheng, also known as "Black Eighth Master".

It is said that Xie Fan and the two have been righteous since childhood, and they are like brothers and sisters, one day, the two walked together under the Nantai Bridge, it was going to rain, and the white seventh master asked the black eighth master to wait for a while, and go home to get an umbrella.

Unexpectedly, after Bai Qiye left, the thunderstorm poured down, the river swelled, and Hei Baye was unwilling to miss the appointment, but because of his short stature, he was drowned.

Soon Bai Qiye came with an umbrella, the black eighth master was missing, and Bai Qiye was in pain and hanged on the bridge pillar.

The two ghosts of Hades, Jiaxun, were deeply faithful and ordered them to capture the souls of the dead in front of the sun.

I learned from the merry female ghost that after thousands of years, this black eighth master and white seventh master have completely become masters, and that kind of integrity and honesty have been discarded to 108,000 miles after a long time of baptism, right?

The two masters of black and white impermanence stood beside the bull head and horse face, and there were a large number of imps around to render the atmosphere, and such a school-like imp sports meeting was created, just for the fun of these four ghosts.

Imp Games?

Nima, I don't know how Lao Tzu is out of breath when he takes two steps, how can he run?

Looking at the two masters of black and white impermanence, the degree of condensation of the bodies of the two gods of the cow and horse face is completely no different from that of human beings, and they are completely condensed, which is the god-like master of this ghost prison, and his little ghost must not be enough for others to stuff their teeth, right?

", why does Lao Tzu's thinking still stay on the scene of having a physical body?"

"Nima, when I was a human, I was out of breath when I took two steps, and now I'm a little ghost, I'm a little ghost now, and if I don't change my thinking, I'll kill people!"

"It's a big deal, fight for your life!"

",, Lao Tzu has been killed, right? Is there still a desperate fight? ”

Talking nonsense, Xiao Long is in a very bad mood now, and it is difficult to break free from the fact that he is dead for a while.

At this moment, the 100,000 Nyima in his heart are speeding by?

Could it be that the thirteen pure buddies of Liangshan University were drained of their souls like this, no wonder they couldn't find any wounds all over their bodies.

Will I be the fourteenth?

The evil god of the Heavenly Immortal Net, the Heavenly Immortal Net, Lao Tzu didn't do any heinous crimes, and on weekdays, the most YY is the Chinese goddess Tang Lingxue, and Colonel Liang Hua Qin Bing is only, as for suffering such a big punishment?

In the conversation with the merry female ghost, I learned that a ghost like him, which is composed of a cloud of yin qi, called a little ghost, is the lowest existence in this ghost prison, and it is the easiest to scatter the soul, and if the soul is scattered, even the six reincarnations cannot enter the person.

There are also some ghosts whose bodies are condensed to the point of being fully formed, and who can see the characteristics of their facial features and limbs, called powerful ghosts, and most of them serve as ghost pawns in ghost prisons.

If the imp wants to enter the ghost, it is very difficult, and it will take at least hundreds or thousands to devour the imp, and it will not be able to be completed in a short time.

But the cheating father's "Horror Ghost Prison" gave him only seven days of mission time?

In these seven days, not to mention, where can I find hundreds of imps for myself to devour?

According to the merry ghost's story, even if there are enough ghosts for him to devour, he can't advance to the level of powerful ghosts in seven days, right?

Usually advanced ghosts for at least a few decades!

And like black and white, impermanence, a cow and a horse face, a completely materialized body, no different from a human being, and dominating all the ghosts in the ghost prison, he is the ghost king.

If you want to advance to the Ghost King, you will have to be at least tens of thousands of years!

Nyima's, this pit dad's Heavenly Immortal Net, pit dad's "Horror Ghost Prison", this is simply a mortal situation!

"Seventy-eight, out of prison."

Just when the little ghost Xiao Long was panicking, he saw that the cell door in front of him was suddenly opened, and a voice without the slightest emotion sounded in his heart.

"What the hell, I'm number seventy-eight?" Although Xiao Long was very puzzled in his heart, he still floated out in a hurry,

"Huh? This prison was still a female ghost not long ago, right? A scrawny ghost pawn with a swarthy whip stood in the doorway and shouted angrily.

"Hello adults, the little ghost is lucky......" Xiao Long is now in the state of a little ghost, how can he pronounce it, he can only try to answer in his heart.

Who knew that this rancid horse monkey ghost pawn didn't want to hear his answer at all, so he twitched over and said angrily: "Who wants to listen to your nonsense, roll to Runway 8 to prepare." ”

The whip instantly penetrated Xiao Long's body, taking away a large area of Yin Qi.

At this time, Xiao Long was really in pain, and the body that had just finished devouring the merry female ghost and had become slightly more condensed was about to be dispersed in an instant, and millions of Nyima rushed through in his heart.

"This Nima ghost bullying the little ghost is really not ambiguous!"

But at this moment, the ghost is under the eaves and has to bow his head, this rancid horse monkey is a standard ghost, a thousand little ghosts like him go up, and it is only for the sake of delivering food, so Xiao Long is enduring the severe pain of being about to lose his soul, and he looks at the other party seriously, wanting to imprint it deeply into his bones.

Bah! Bah! Nyima's bones are deeply imprinted in the depths of his soul, so that if he has the opportunity in the future, he will definitely find this fatal whip field.

"Huh? Are you unconvinced? ”

Xiao Long completely ignored it now.

"Damn, how dare you ignore Uncle Ben?"

Xiao Long was still unmoved, and his mind was unmoved.

But at this moment, the rancid horse monkey raised the leather whip in his hand fiercely, and he was about to pull Xiao Long's little ghost away at once.

Xiao Long was still unmoved at the moment, as if he had been completely stupid by a whip, but in his heart, he greeted the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of this rancid horse monkey.

In the face of this kind of coercion, it is a shame not to answer, and you can only resign yourself to fate.

"Nima, it's already a fool, get out!" The Rancid Monkey slowly lowered the whip in his hand and walked towards the next prison.

If Xiao Long can beg for mercy again, he can't say that he can still whip it, you must know that after the yin qi taken away by the whip is absorbed by himself, his strength can be slowly improved.

But if the ghost prisoner is whipped to pieces, and one less ghost prisoner participates, I am afraid that he will be punished by several ghost kings to the realm of little ghosts, and participate in the race, and when the time comes, decades of cultivation will be ruined, and it will really be dead.

Therefore, after seeing that Xiao Long was obviously a little stunned, he really didn't dare to continue pumping, but after clapping his palm at Xiao Long, he walked towards the next cage.

After the rancid horse monkey left, Xiao Long found that his chest and back were photographed with the fluorescent words "No. 78", and on his left side were from No. 71 to No. 77, floating towards the playground.

Each race is contested by ten imps, and the bottom four are directly devoured by black and white impermanence, bull heads and horse faces, and the survival rate of ten to six makes Xiao Long almost scold.

However, when he saw the object placed in front of the black and white impermanence table, his previous malaise suddenly disappeared, and he instantly became extremely happy.