Chapter 30: The Ghost Village
As soon as the earth demon beast saw that the evil ghosts in its body were absorbed by the Hades King, they quickly stopped releasing ten thousand ghosts. The www.biquge.info Demon Beast turned into a black giant again and began to pounce on the black golden dragon. The black golden dragon flicked its tail and swept towards the black giant, who stretched out his big hand and grabbed the golden dragon's tail. But the strength of the black golden dragon was too great, and it swept off the giant's big hand fiercely.
The black gas of the giant's severed hand continued to spew out, the black giant's eyes were full of anger, the broken big hand grew again, the giant hit it with his fist like a black golden dragon, the fist was mixed with the black air flow with ten thousand ghosts roaring, the black golden dragon swam left and right, and the black giant's fist attacked the black golden dragon like a dense rain.
At this moment, the black golden dragon turned into a golden spear and pierced one of the black giant's arms. The black giant roared incessantly, his blood-red eyes full of rage, and he wanted to tear the black golden dragon apart. The black giant spat black gas from his mouth and attacked again.
The black golden dragon bit off the black giant's head in one bite, but the black giant was even more crazy and scratched around.
At this time, the rain in the sky stopped, and the black giant slowly fell. A unicorn that fights like a puppy. "Xianggong, you're fine." I don't know when Qiuhe is already standing by my side.
I smiled at Qiu He: "It's okay, it's all over, Qiu He will leave here now." Qiuhe helped me up: "Xianggong." Then we hugged each other tightly.
At this time, Qiu He suddenly pushed me away, and the unicorn pounced on Qiu He, and then jumped into the crack in the ground with Qiu He in his mouth, and the Hades also jumped in, and then the ground began to close.
"Qiuhe, Qiuhe," I ran as hard as I could, but there was not a single crack in the ground when I reached the breach. I kept pounding the ground, "Qiu He, Qiu He, have you forgotten what you said?" We're going to be together forever," I kept scraping the ground with my hands, and I roared loudly, my tears streaming down my face and down the ground.
"Qiuhe, don't leave me, you're back, you're back." I cried out in a heart-rending voice, my hands covered in blood and tears as they ploughed the ground. But I don't feel pain, my heart hurts. The picture with Qiu He kept appearing in his mind: "Xianggong, you are my Xianggong." "My sound hurts so much, why Qiuhe, why are you so cruel to me.
I don't know how long I've been there myself, "Autumn lotus, autumn lotus." "When I woke up again, I found myself sleeping in a white house, and that's when the door opened. My mom and dad came in and a nurse came in.
"Xiaofeng, you're finally awake, you know? Scared mom and dad to death. "I hugged my mom in her arms so I could feel safe, and I burst into tears again.
I was discharged from the hospital after a week of conditioning and I didn't go to school again. Because I'm really like I have no soul, the person I love so much will never appear again, and no one will shout like her again.
Later, I gradually recovered, and I also learned from my parents that they found us at Longshan Cemetery, when I was covered in blood and my fingers were all worn out. And Li Xuelang, Zou Hong and Xu Mao woke up when they were found, and when they found Liu Zicheng, he was still in a coma, and Liu Zicheng went crazy after waking up in the hospital. Li Xuelang, Zou Hong, and Xu Mao all returned to school.
In the dead of night, I think of autumn lotus. A soul who has been waiting for five hundred years, and a female ghost who treats me as everything. But I didn't protect her, and watched her disappear from my eyes.
When I came to Longshan Cemetery again, the bull head and horse face at the door were no longer as weird as they used to be, and the whole cemetery seemed to be alive. I went to the square of the cemetery and looked at the ground that was intact. "Qiuhe, can we see each other again?"
"Xianggong, live well, even if you have to face a lot of pain and suffering in this life, Qiuhe must live well with Xianggong, Qiuhe will always be by Xianggong's side, face all difficulties with Xianggong, and live well with Qiuhe's words." I don't know when the sound of Qiu He appeared in my head again.
"Xianggong promises you, silly girl, I will definitely live well, and I believe that one day we will meet again." I shouted loudly at Yongsan Cemetery.
Fleeting, thin life, how to forget? Remember the embroidery couch when it is free, and blow the red rain, carve the bend of the place, and lean on the sun. The dream is so hard to stay, the poem is not continued, and it wins a deeper cry. The remains are there, only a turn of spirit, not allowed to look at it.
Re-looking for the blue is vast, the material is short, and there will be frost in the future. In the heavens of the world, the edge of the dust is not broken, the spring flowers and autumn leaves, and the touch is still hurt. If you want to take precautions, turn over and shake down, and reduce the fragrance of Xunyi yesterday. It's really helpless, the sound of the flute is next to the flute, and the ileum is composed.
Slowly I began to get out of the grief of losing Qiuhe, and I went back to school again to prepare for the high school entrance examination. I wasn't as bored as I used to be, and I started to study, as if I had suddenly grown up a lot.
This is the end of the story, I know that I am not good at writing, I have not had enough experience in writing a novel for the first time, and many people have told me that I should not have written like that. Some friends told me not to write about the supernatural, because there are few people who read this theme, but I still like the supernatural in my heart. I sometimes have the idea of giving up writing, but it is not easy for me to write today, I am in the hospital two or three days a week, and I don't have that much time to write, and sometimes my body can't bear to sit for a long time. Since I've signed a contract with the website, I'm going to keep writing. I thought it would be easy to write a novel, but I felt hard after writing it for so long, no matter how physical and mental I was, I was not as good as a normal person, after all, I have been on dialysis for four years, and my body is basically not as good as that of an old man in my seventies and eighties, I know that I can't write well, I hope everyone can understand, and I hope to repay everyone with the best story.
I'll reveal here that this is just the beginning of my book, and the next may be the official beginning, and I'll add a lot of things to it below, saying it's a supernatural novel, but I think it's a romance novel, and I'll try to insert the elements that everyone likes as perfectly as possible in the later chapters.
I'm going to write about a mission when I was in the army, and it's full of a lot of wonders. I hope you will collect and recommend more. Just wait for my next story, and I'll definitely write it at my best.
I took the military exam in the first semester of my sophomore year after my first year of high school, and I felt that my culture was too bad, but I have always loved literature, and I also like to read novels, and it is also my wish to have the courage to write this time. I got sick at the age of 23, and I can't do what I want like others, and maybe there will be a lot of my personal feelings in the book, and I hope you can understand it.