Zhao Kongmeng felt very innocent, because he felt that he had not provoked this girl much from beginning to end. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 As for going into the well, he was also inadvertently sucked in. Otherwise, with his prudence, he would not have gone into the well. Because the risk of being unknown in this kind of place is too great, the risk index is too high.

But this kind of reasoning is just for him to think about himself. Xiaomei is not a reasonable person, she is a madman. It's going to be crazy, but it's going to shoot at the back at any moment.

Zhao Kongmeng didn't want to anger this crazy girl, so he could only find something to say: "Even if Tianxu Dao people die, it doesn't have much to do with you." What should you do, or what should you do, is it necessary to kill? ”

"Haha, you guy, this is a chosen son. But you don't know anything at all, and you don't understand how you got to where you are here. Actually, I am brother and sister of the Guardian Lingzi, but I am dozens of years younger than him. So when I was born, my parents' divine blood was no longer pure. Because although they have awakened a part of the bloodline, they use all the power of these bloodlines to how to pursue immortality. The Spirit Protector has some talent, but he is dedicated to cultivating and has wasted this bloodline. ”

When Zhao Kongmeng heard this, he somewhat understood: "Your whole family is the chosen son of God, and the bloodline is excellent." Millions of people in an ordinary family may not be able to produce a chosen son, and even if there is a chosen son, all his relatives may be just ordinary people. It is said that such a good bloodline of yours, even if it is not pure, will be more powerful than an ordinary Chosen Son. ”

"Haha, you guys have a good idea. My God's Chosen Son's bloodline is good enough, but it's not enough. Do you know why my bloodline is so good? Because the old thing you killed, he is my ancestor. ”

Tianxu Dao people really have a heritage, which Zhao Kongmeng is not very surprised. But his inheritance turned out to be his own descendants, and these descendants also knew that their ancestors were trapped below. But they didn't seem to have any intention of saving people, which made Zhao Kongmeng feel very strange.

"Since you know that the Tianxu Daoist is in the well, why don't you save him?"

"Hmph, that old guy has eaten several of his sons in a row, who dares to go down to save him. His children and grandchildren are all chosen children, and certainly not stupid. Those people figured out that the old thing was trapped, and if they wanted to get out, they could only devour a lot of Chosen Sons to restore the power of their bloodline. But if you think about it, whose life is not a life, will be willing to contribute. After his dearest sons died below, slowly no one had the courage to go down. But you can't die, you can let others die. ”

"It's shameless for you to do this, how many innocent lives have to die in hundreds of years?"

"Little sister, you're not right. Hundreds of years have passed, but not many people have died. Because those who die must be the chosen sons of God, and it is useless for others to die more. The number of God's chosen sons is limited, and not everyone can fool them. Besides, as long as he is the chosen son of God, there is no such thing as innocence. Even if they don't eat people now, it doesn't mean they won't eat in the future. So if they die, they die, and there is no need to pretend to be innocent. Take this guy next to you as an example, don't you say he hasn't eaten people? When you first arrived, he wasn't what he is now. But now that he has been reborn, he must have eaten the blood of his ancestors. ”

Zhao Kongmeng is very similar to refute Xiaomei, but Xiaomei's statement is actually correct. The Chosen Son is indeed like this, they are indeed too different from ordinary people, and he is indeed devouring the hearts and minds of Tianxu Dao people. It wasn't his intention, but he did. Now he doesn't have the heart to blame Xiaomei, because he is worried about what he will become in the future.

Du Xinxian has been with Zhao Kongmeng for a long time, so he naturally knows something about him. She saw Zhao Kongmeng's appearance and knew that he was blaming himself.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, you're not like her. You're here to save your life, and she's trying to kill her for money. ”

"Oh, it's too partiality for the young lady to talk like this. How did I kill for money, I killed the spirit protector but didn't make a dime. Actually, I really don't want to kill him, after all, I've been following him for so many years, and I have some feelings. But I really have no choice, if I don't kill him, it's me who will die. You look at me and I seem to be living well, but I'm sick. ”

Needless to say, the two people in the back seat also saw that she was sick, and she must be mentally ill. Xiaomei didn't know what the people behind her thought, but she continued: "You can't tell that I'm sick, because I look fine." Actually, I have leukemia, and the chosen son of God will get this disease, is it a joke that you say? If I were an ordinary person, then I would still be able to go to the hospital and wait for chemotherapy and matching. But I am the chosen son, how can I be matched with the right blood type? The only hope is divine blood, or settle for the next best thing and get some similar bloodline. ”

When Zhao Kongmeng heard this, he felt that his cognition had been completely subverted. Although he had always resented himself for being infected with this divine bloodline, he was distressed, because he could no longer be an ordinary person. But to say that there is no joy at all in addition to distress is also false. In fact, he was still a little happy, after all, he felt that he had the blood of the gods, and there should be no more minor problems with ordinary people.

But now he knew that God was sick, and that it was more difficult to cure than ordinary people. It made him feel a little frustrated, and it was so unlucky.

"Hehe, what's the matter, I'm scared?"

"There's nothing to be sick with, there's nothing to be without money. This is human nature, and it is not something to be afraid of. By the way, you can move on to your own situation. Why did you fight the idea of Tianxu Daoren, is it because he has divine blood? ”

"Yes, it's for the blood of God. As long as I have divine blood, I will be able to change my constitution. At that time, not only will the terminal illness be gone, but it will also be reborn. It's a pity that this opportunity was robbed by you, so I had to settle for the next best. Although the Guardian Spirit Son does not have divine blood, he is my brother after all, and he is my closest bloodline. After eating him, my blood will also be cleansed. So the fact that the police couldn't catch me can't be entirely said to be their fault. Because although I have not been completely reborn, at least my appearance has changed. I was sick before, and my hair fell out. I look good now, my hair is dark and thick. ”

"Cannibalism is really a tragedy in the world." Zhao Kongneng first sighed, and then asked, "Now that you have arrested me, don't you also want to be reborn again?" ”

"It's just you, hmph, not qualified." The little sister said with disdain, "You guy has already swallowed those divine bloods, if he killed you at that time." Drain all your blood and maybe save a little bit of the impact. But now the divine blood in your body has almost been digested. Even if I eat you again, it's no different from eating an ordinary God's Choice. I'm not a blasphemous, so why do such a thing? ”

When Du Xintear heard Xiaomei say that she was not a blasphemer, she suddenly felt that her words were too unreliable: "As long as the chosen son of God degenerates to the point of eating the same kind of flesh and blood, he is a blasphemer." You say you're not a blasphemer, so what are you? Could it be a ghost eater? ”

"Of course, you can't understand the things in our God's Chosen Circle. I'm not a blasphemer, and I'm not a ghost eater. Because I don't want to eat other people's flesh, I want to save my own life. I didn't want to arrest you in the first place, but you just ran into my hands yourself. Now I have figured it out, I can't let you go, or you might take revenge. I've decided to lock you up just to see if this idiot actually becomes a ghost eater. After all, that old thing has been trapped in the well for hundreds of years, and what he left behind is almost half-lost. I want to know more, so I'll have to figure it out for myself. ”

Zhao Kongmeng had hoped to hear more about the Ghost Devourer from the mouth of this crazy little girl, but she actually said that most of the family heirlooms had been lost. Zhao Kongmeng was not only disappointed, but also heard that he had also become an object of observation. This time, he originally came out to see if there would be any changes in Sheng Xiu, but he didn't expect the same thing to fall on his own head.

"Observe me only because I was a little bit ahead of you. Actually, do you know the purpose of my coming out this time? ”

"I'm not an immortal, how can I know everything?"

Zhao Kongmeng tried his best to make himself appear kinder, and even smiled towards the front. Although he knew that Xiaomei only occasionally looked behind him, he still tried to make himself smile as if he was from the heart: "Actually, we shouldn't be enemies, and we can even be regarded as sympathy." Now we all have the potential to become ghost eaters, and we all need a subject to observe. But I'm so close to the time you devoured the blood of the gods that even if you observe my situation, it won't mean much to you. ”

"You mean you have a better object to observe?"

"Yes, I also came out this time to observe others. In fact, before I came to Lanshan Temple, I carried a bottle of divine blood with me, and these divine blood had become blood elixirs. However, the Blood Spirit Pill was snatched away by a guy named Sheng Xiu, and he ate it immediately after he grabbed it. Now this guy has caused a lot of trouble, and we can find him with a little inquiry. After that, we can observe what he has become, and then find a way to avoid the same symptoms. ”