Manshu walked alone in this strange world, and Mingjiao didn't keep up. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

To say that there is no little disappointment in my heart is false. After all, there was a little bit of reverie, if there was an unhurried footstep behind him, that person, the gentleman was humble and gentle and smiled at her: "Girl's family, how dangerous is it to walk here alone?" ”

Alas! He himself has said that he is not a gentleman.

"Do you think everyone is like me, and they have to follow you?" Was it the voice of the morning breeze ringing in her heart? She listened with bated breath. No, no, no. It's just her own heart. Chenfeng, this pig, is still sleeping.

It doesn't matter! If you can sleep, you will hopefully wake up. She had the courage to walk away, and she had the ability to bear the small disappointment. What about walking alone? After all, no one can assert that three people tied together have a greater survival rate than one person, right?

Rustling across the grass.

Manshu suddenly felt that the path was somewhat familiar.

It's overly familiar.

In the nightmare, people are busy killing people, Manshu is busy looking for people who are about to die to mend the knife, like a little girl picking mushrooms to find in the corner, and he has a deep impression of the layout of the village.

The road in the nightmare, here is a grass path among the bushes. The house on fire in the nightmare, here is a grove of grass and vines.

Manjushri sent a god to dig into a bush and peek in.

A cold air rushed into the face. Manshu, who would not die without doing his job, saw a ghost.

It's really a ghost! Manshu remembered his face, one of the villagers who died in the nightmare!

The ghost turned his head towards Manshu, his face was blue and distorted, he didn't say a word of nonsense, he directly raised his hands and pounced on Manshu, the action was very standard, it was completely the path of a classic zombie + vampire.

If Manshu is a director, he has to give this guy a raise!

In other words, if it is a director, you can also shout "Click!" at an emergency moment. "Right?

How important it is to be able to shout "click" when your throat is threatened!

Manshu shouted, "Please drink fish soup when you have time!" ”

The ghost's hand froze.

In the nightmare, Manshu remembered that there was a pot of fish soup on the stove in his house, which was knocked over before it was cooked.

The ghost's hand paused in the air, tilting its head slightly, trying to remember something.

Manshu made persistent efforts and soothed gently. She will not be mindful of the considerate politeness of coaxing people to death, she can only desperately recall the lines of Xiaobai's TV series, and copy a few sentences without blushing and heartbeat: "Then, what are you unhappy about?" Just say it. Cold or not? I'll light a fire for you and cover your hands? ”

The ghost was dumbfounded, and Manshu lit the fire for him.

A little bit of fire, warm in the hand like a spoon melting sunset. The ghost stared at the firelight, and there was a little warmth in his eyes.

Manshu tried to keep his tone soft, hiding his deep sorrow: "It's very painful to be slaughtered, isn't it? ”

The ghost blinked sharply.

"What do you want to do here?" Manshu continued to ask.

The ghost saw the glow of blood in the fire. Blood splattered out, it was so painful, and unwilling. He can't leave, and it's not necessarily that there is anything important to do, but he is unwilling, but he can't leave because of the pain. Whoever you meet, you can drag everyone into this pain! That's how he was in the mood. At first, I might have thought about revenge or something. Later, even the hatred was blurred. Only this pain. Only this unwillingness cannot be erased. It's like a rotten gum and the pain is crazy, and I want to bite hard when I touch anything. It doesn't matter if you bite your own teeth out, as long as you bite someone else.

He wanted to jump. I want to open my mouth and nibble on it. I want to shake off the quiet flame in my hand.

But late.

The flames released by Manshu were actually more than one, although they were all small, but boiling the frog in warm water had quietly drained his blood tank. Now she unleashed all her strength to chant the incantation, and the fire was blazing. The last words the ghost heard were, "All right! Now you don't have to suffer anymore. ”

He shouldn't accept this kind of ending! The ghost thought to himself that he should take revenge.

But what kind of hatred is it? He couldn't even remember. I just know that the pain is endless.

It's over, too.

For the first time in a few years, he calmly and sincerely: "Thank you." ”

These two words disappeared into the air like a fog. The chill in the bushes subsided.

Manshu pressed his hand to his heart, the morning breeze was still sleeping sweetly, and the pink pig's belly fell together.

There has never been a moment when she has been so hopeful that she can have a lot of abilities at once, enough ability, to protect all the people she wants to protect, so that not only do they not experience pain, but they don't even have to know that there are still painful things in the world.

Step by step, she walked from this canopy to that canopy.

Thanks to her memory, where the bodies of the dead villagers in the nightmare were, she probably remembers, one by one to find out, one by one to harvest "Thank you." ”

Some ghosts are more fierce, and they are not soothed by her rhetoric, and they must pounce on her to fight to the death. The fighting power is much stronger than the living villagers in the nightmare. Manshu had no choice but to shake it! was injured in the battle, and there was no nurse Ming Yao to be responsible for replenishing the blood, and he couldn't spare his hands to look for medicine in his backpack.

This is the most basic level of spiritual art, and it basically does not require a spell cooldown. Moreover, the fire spirit and the water spirit consume different spiritual qualities, and have no effect on each other.

Manshu smiled bitterly: I knew it was so easy to upgrade here, and I really didn't have to worry much when I went to sea.

It seems that the Yuan Shen of the rich man Zhang can be suppressed by her.

The most amazing thing is that after collecting about fourteen or five "thank yous", her fire spirit skills have been upgraded!

Under normal circumstances, doesn't it say that you can only move up to one level in a year?

The cultivation of Daling Lingzhou is divided into three levels: human, earth, and heaven. There are five realms at the human level, which are incarnation, mixing, heavenly performance, Bodhi, and guiyuan. Each realm has 60 floors. This number is known as a jiazi. Generally speaking, you have to pass a jiazi to ascend to a realm!

Manshu actually upgraded like this......

She had a flash of inspiration: didn't she get a lot of thanks when she killed the snowflakes in the first place?

Those "thank you" words divided evenly among the three of them, each of them may be forty.

Plus the dozen thanks she has collected alone now, exactly sixty, one jiazi, so it has reached the standard of upgrading?

Could it be that this demon cultivation can get energy from others!

Well, the ghost isn't much of a "human"...... In short, it's an energy body!

No wonder it's called a demon law! Manshu sizzled for air. This kind of escalation method doesn't seem to be kind enough.

Anyway, after reaching the second layer, you can embed poison in the flames. This is known as the "Demon Brake" technique, which is a headache for the enemy, and it requires the cooperation of ready-made poison to be used.