Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Cruel Truth

"Ruotong, what's wrong with you, you speak!" It was another sound that pulled me out of my pain completely. I raised my eyes and looked at the fit in front of me with a look that I had never seen before, at this moment his legs were slightly outstretched, squatting in front of the shadow soul named Ruotong, he was screaming, but the soul on the ground didn't pay any attention to him, just stuck to the ground motionlessly.

"The soul is wounded, and it will be fed with blood."

Meng Luo, who was beside him, shook his head lightly at this moment, and pretended to say such a sentence in his mouth, which made me seem to understand it or not, but Fit took the lead in acting, and it seemed that he didn't understand the true meaning of this, but he had already cut his fingers with a sharp weapon, and the bright red blood slipped down his fingers drop by drop on Ruotong's black Ying.

However, the effect was not too great, there was no improvement for half a day, and the black shadow on the ground was still in that shadow state, which made Fit even more anxious, only to see that he was going to slash his wrist with the sharp weapon in his hand. Such a bloody scene will make me feel a little uncomfortable, and there is a faint smell of blood around me.

"Bang dang!"

All I heard was a sound, and the weapon in Fit's hand fell to the ground.

"Stupid!" This is Meng Luo's voice, with a unique tingling feeling in the cold, which makes it impossible to refute.

"What I do is my business, and it's not your turn to take care of it." Fit was also angry, and broke out at Meng Luo in front of him.

"Humph! It's just a female ghost, even if you run out of blood, she won't become human. ”

Meng Luo's sharp words not only knocked the fit in front of me to the bottom, but also made me, who was standing on the side and watching the guests, completely understand in my heart that the woman named Ruotong was not a person, but why did I always feel uncomfortable in my heart, it was just a female ghost, but I had a little more sympathy.

What kind of feeling is this, I feel a little inexplicable in my heart, obviously for this species that should not exist in the world, there is a little more acceptance somewhere in my heart, although I really don't want to admit anything, but it seems that the thin layer of ice covered by the surface is slowly melting.

"Engong, leave it to me!"

"Eun Gong"

It seems that she has been giving me help from the moment she appeared, a somewhat helpless and incompetent person, and she may be the same as Zhang Qiang, who is here to help me, but

"Wang Ying, you should think of a way! You can promise Ruotong's mother-in-law to take good care of Ruotong. ”

As soon as Fit's words came out, I felt confused, what is going on, I promised Ruotong's mother-in-law, when did it happen, why don't I know, obviously I don't know her personally, how can I know her mother-in-law! Isn't that simply hilarious?

I muttered in my heart, but on the surface I was no longer too surprised, after all, what had happened in the past few days was so unbelievable that I couldn't grasp anything in my heart for a while, let alone the sudden appearance of someone calling my name, which might be a little unlikely for me in the past.

But on the other hand, it's not necessarily for me now, plus the information I heard from Mo Sui, I'm sure I'm really sealed with a part of my memory, so maybe the fit in front of me isn't lying, but what I really promised is right.

But wouldn't it be a little ridiculous for him to say this, even he, who hangs out with ghosts every day, doesn't know how to save a certain one, and how can I, a person who has never dealt with ghosts, know how to get a certain one?

I thought so from the bottom of my heart, but I didn't know how to tell him when I looked at the red-eyed Fit. The short silence eased the atmosphere around me, and instead of me getting entangled, I should ask someone who knew more, and it was at this time that I remembered the mysterious Meng Luo in front of me.

In other words, if he can say such profound words, does he also know how to save Mo Sui and Na Ruotong in front of him. Although I already have the female ghost called Ruotong who wants to, I still unconsciously shake it when I think about this name.

After all, for such a thing as ghosts, normal people are still very Southern District acceptable, and I belong to the ordinary people among the normal people, of course, I am a little self-disgusted when I think about this sentence, but I still think about it shamelessly, but when I really ask myself, I can't laugh anymore, am I really a normal person?

Forget it, it's not the time to think about this at this moment, after all, Mosui is still waiting for me to save it!

Thinking of this at this time, there was another headache, when will this matter have a head! He raised his head and took a deep breath, looking towards Meng Luo, who was leaning on the side with his arms in his arms.

"Meng Luo, how can Mo Sui be saved?"

"Oh, that's your business."

Meng Luo sneered, showing his impatience with this matter. This can be seen from his cold face. But wasn't this guy quite enthusiastic just now? Why has it become like this at this moment?

"Meng Luo, you really don't have any sympathy, and I don't have much hope for you, I'll wait for my master."

Fit said a hard word at this time, but in the end I always felt that he was talking angrily, after all, far water can't dissolve near fire, at this time, this Fit in front of me will not be a little too naΓ―ve to say such a thing.

"Meng Luo, I just need you to tell me what to do." I wasn't going to bother with Fit, so I opened my mouth to Meng Luo seriously.

"Then you listen, you have to draw a quote in blood, do you understand?" The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking as if he was sneering, but it was more of a mockery, and I wasn't in a hurry, just listened quietly.

"Can't you learn?" I opened my mouth and it sounded.

"Are you looking for a ghost to teach you?"

Meng Luo raised his eyebrows again, the mockery in his mouth became stronger, and in the direction he pointed, I saw the ghost of Mo Sui, and his brows instantly wrinkled a Sichuan character, if I think correctly, then I am afraid that the only person who will quote the charm is Mo Sui on this ground.

I hope that's not what I think, but looking at Meng Luo in front of me, I always feel like this, can't it really be that only Mo Sui, who is now standing on the ground, knows that this is the case! But soon I got the answer from Fit's bitter face.

My guess should basically not be much different from the truth.,I'm afraid that the only one who knows the quote is Mo Sui on the ground.,And the irony is that the person who uses the quote to save is the only one who knows how to draw the quote.。

This kind of realization seems to make my heart, which originally had a glimmer of hope, instantly fall from the high-end to the deepest valley, and no matter how I climb, I can't climb out of the muddy pool.