75 blood language, fate

нéi уāп gê·сοм黑+Уап岩+阁 ㄧㄧΗéi УАп Gê The latest next chapter has been updated Lying on the ground, I shook my head vigorously, this shock has broken my Yin Spirit Body, and then a sharp pain hit me.

As soon as I looked up, I saw something that I couldn't believe.

My son, who was only a few days old, was floating in front of me. Then he pointed to the red-haired zombie in front of him who kept retreating.

"Die!"

The little guy actually spoke, although it was not very real, but it was clearly audible that it was a dead word.

The zombie roared again and again, and kept running towards the wooden road man, and the wooden road man stood there, his face also changed greatly, and he immediately bit his finger. Then he shouted angrily: "Get up! ”

As soon as the sound fell, a rising ridge appeared in front of my son and me.

The little one stopped on the mountain that happened to be about the same size as me, and suddenly the ridge stopped rising and rising.

The wooden man stood there, his outstretched hand trembling.

"Mu Daoren, now you know that everything I said before is going to happen!"

Yuan Wan stood in front of the blood coffin, her face was pale at the moment, and there was a scarlet blood stain at the corner of her mouth.

"Looking for death, I don't believe that today my Mudao people can't clean up a stinky baby!"

The wooden man roared angrily, took a few steps back, and bit off his middle finger violently, and then began to draw a bloody rune on the ground with blood. The latest chapter has been uploaded

"Suppression!"

After drawing the talisman, the wooden man stomped his foot violently, and the blood-colored rune actually flew up. Then he flew towards his son.

"Fan'er!"

Seeing this scene, my face changed greatly, after all, my son was born only a few days ago, and no matter how against the sky, he was definitely not the opponent of the terrifying Mudao man. I quickly got up.

"Brother, don't go!"

Duo Duo was talking in the bag, I opened the schoolbag, and as soon as Duo Duo flew out, he blocked in front of me and said: "Brother, Xiao Fan can speak, then this wooden Taoist can't help him!" As for why Duoduo is explaining to his brother later, now his brother is watching it! ”

I was still worried, and I couldn't take my eyes off the mortal in front of me, although I knew in my heart that mortal was definitely extraordinary. But he was still young after all.

"You dare to poop the idea. I'm going to clean you up! ”

My son's voice was milky, and my ears were full of emotion, but more of it was worry.

After the son finished speaking, he stood up tremblingly, then pointed at the wooden daoist who was casting the spell, and then spit out a word: "Burst!" ”

At that moment, my heart almost rose to my throat, because the flying blood talisman had already appeared above my son's head, and it was still one step away from landing on my son's body.

Airplanes!

But after the son's milk voice said a burst of words, the yin and evil qi that was originally gathering behind the wooden road man shattered instantly, and with a muffled sound, the surrounding ghost qi gathered into a bow and arrow that could be seen almost with the naked eye in an instant, Fan Er grabbed the bow and arrow, and then pulled the bowstring slightly at the wooden road man.

Mu Daoren's body trembled suddenly, and he pulled the red-haired zombie behind him, and then shot his body violently to the side.

I was shocked, and I couldn't help but swallow my saliva when I saw this scene, fortunately Xuan Ye and they were no longer here, otherwise I would have been scared by my son's hand.

After an arrow, the Mudao man suddenly roared, his eyes blood-red and terrifying.

For I saw that the jar in his hand, the jar that originally contained the three souls of his wife, had now been shattered, and a pale red ghost fire flew out of the jar.

"Xian'er, Xian'er......"

Mu Dao Man hurriedly spread out his palms, and then quickly drew blood-colored runes one by one.

"You still want to hurt my poop, since you care so much about this thing, I'll let you never get it!"

I heard my son's voice and my heart sank suddenly, I was about to step forward to stop it, but I was caught by a bloody hand, I turned around in horror, and saw Chen Baliang with a miserable face.

"Let me come, Fan'er, this kid has just been turned on his spiritual intelligence, and he doesn't understand anything about this!"

The hoarse voice made my heart tremble.

"You, you dare!"

The wooden man bit his tongue violently, and then spat out a bloody arrow at his son's arrow.

Boom!

With a loud bang, I saw that my son had been held in Chen Baliang's arms, and Chen Baliang's other hand was tightly grasping the pale red soul.

"Xian'er, Chen Baliang, you let go of Xian'er, otherwise I want your Chenjiazhuang to completely become a yin land!"

Mu Daoren's eyes were blood-red, and he stood there, his long gray hair scattered wantonly with the wind, and blood-colored runes floated on his dry palms.

"Mudaoren, I won't kill you today, you go, when you think about how to compensate me, come back to me, and then I will return your wife's three souls and seven spirits."

The voice was hoarse and low, completely similar to the previous Chen Baliang.

"Ah, you, you're not Chen Baliang, you are, you're ......"

"Before I change my mind, leave!"

Chen Baliang stood in front of me, holding Fan'er, wearing a cloak, he was like a peerless master in the dark night, commanding the storm.

Standing there, I could see that the Wooden Daoist's eyes were blood-red, and his blood-colored runes were constantly flickering.

"Chen Tianzhi, you are ruthless, but you remember for me, if Xian'er has the slightest mistake, I will definitely destroy your descendants and destroy your Chenjiazhuang!"

After speaking, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then dragged the red-haired zombie away.

This is an oath of life, and I have to say that Mudao people are not only a smart person but also a ruthless person.

Just after the wooden Dao man disappeared, Chen Baliang also spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body staggered suddenly.

"Uncle Baliang ......"

Chen Baliang raised his hand to signal that it was okay, and then looked at Yuan Wan, who was leaning on the blood coffin, and said in slight surprise: "Sister Yuan Wan, why are you here?" ”

At this moment, Yuan Wan was like two people when she first appeared before, and the body of a child who was originally only seven or eight years old had dried up at this time, and the hair on her body was terrifyingly dry. The dry palms have begun to show signs of shattering like glass.

"I'll come and see you!"

Yuan Wan's voice has become a little hoarse at this moment, and at this moment, I can still clearly see that Yuan Wan's palm on the blood coffin is constantly sending the essence blood in his body into the blood coffin little by little.

"You, this is, what's the trouble?"

Chen Baliang frowned, and his body trembled towards the blood coffin.

I took my son and stood there, looking at the two of them.

"After so many years, Batael, do you remember the first time we met?"

I didn't speak, I stood there, and even the son in my arms looked at the two in front of me with wide eyes.

Chen Baliang didn't speak, he was a little trembling and took out a pack of cigarettes stained with his own blood from his pocket with his bloody hand, and then lit it.

"At that time, you were suave, not like now, I know you are carrying your grandfather's long-cherished wish, but you know you, in my heart you are the one who will never frown."

"Today is the last time I tell your fortune, you remember it."

"Don't say it!"

Just as Yuan Wan was about to speak, Chen Baliang suddenly interrupted her.

"Yuan Wan, you know that we don't agree, and if we are together, we will die on one side, are you really willing?"

After Chen Baliang finished speaking, he took a few puffs of cigarette, and then raised his head to look at Yuan Wan in front of him.

"There is no willingness, but habit."

"Batael, I'm used to following you every day, even though I can only have one day of freedom every month."

"I am also willing to give you all the time of this day......"

Yuan Wan's voice became more and more difficult at the end, and Yuan Wan's body in front of her had been sucked into a dry corpse, and the originally beautiful face had long since ceased to exist.

"Yuan Wan, don't talk about the other two fates you calculated today, I will find a way to renew your life!"

While speaking, Chen Baliang bit off the middle finger that was already bleeding and pointed at Yuan Wan's eyebrows.

Yuan Wan smiled slightly, his hand trembled slightly, and he moved away from the blood coffin, and his thin body slowly fell into Chen Baliang's arms.

Standing on the side, I witnessed all this, although I don't know what happened to Uncle Baliang, but I know that this Yuan Wan woman is really deep ** Ba Liang, this woman called Yuan Wan is the first time to meet tonight, and the time of acquaintance is less than two hours, but some people are like that, maybe you will remember it for a lifetime.

Sincerely, she engraved her sentence, there is no willingness, but habit.

Chen Baliang hugged Yuan Wan with one hand and turned to look at me.

"Sen'er, you get out of here first, and I'll come back to you when I deal with this bloody coffin!"

There was no tone in Chen Baliang's words asking me to stay and help.

"Uncle Baliang, but you ......"

Chen Baliang hugged the dead Yuan Wan and walked towards the blood coffin step by step.

I didn't speak.

"For so many years, Uncle Baliang has been waiting for an opportunity, grandpa once told me that when I find you and come to him again, grandpa will help me through the catastrophe, and my catastrophe is a love catastrophe. Yuan Wan was my little sister when I first started, when my grandfather said that the biggest catastrophe in my life was on Yuan Wan's body, and Yuan Wan was born to perceive good and bad, and it is precisely because of her extraordinary that we have no fate, grandpa once said a proverb, Yuan Wan eight taels, one dead and one injured! Now it has come true, but that's why I've waited for this opportunity. ”

I didn't speak, listening to Chen Baliang talking to himself, and at this time Chen Baliang had already come to the center of the blood coffin.

"In fact, each of us has our own destiny since birth, and everyone wants to change their destiny, but there are a few people in this world who can really change, and now what my grandfather left me is the method that can modify the destiny, and those who change their destiny against the sky always have to pay a price, Sen'er, now you may not understand why the onmyoji is the most taboo about cause and effect, but when you really come into contact with the destiny and are contaminated with cause and effect, you will understand."

While speaking, Chen Baliang slammed the three souls and seven spirits condensed villain of Mu Daoren's wife into the blood coffin with one palm, and then put Yuan Wan's body on the blood coffin.

"Leave Chenjiazhuang before dawn, and I'll come to you in two days!"

I nodded.

Chen Baliang grabbed his head and looked at me again, then grabbed the bottom wood of the blood coffin, lifted it violently, put the blood coffin on his shoulder, and walked towards the vast night......

There was a fog in my heart, until Chen Baliang, who was carrying the blood coffin, was engulfed in darkness little by little, and a night wind blew me into a spirit.

"Brother, let's leave Chenjiazhuang quickly!"

Duoduo was urging me.

I don't understand, but since Uncle Baliang must have his reason for letting me leave, among the onmyoji I know, the one I trust the most is Chen Baliang.

Midnight has passed, the early morning wind seems to be exceptionally cold, I hugged my son who seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep because of exhaustion, and walked towards the Chen family ancestral hall step by step with Duoduo.

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