Chapter Eighty-Seven: Be Brothers in the Next Life
Shang Jinchang's goal was one of the seven base points of the Seven Star Thunder Fire Array, trying to use the protection of the base points of the Great Array to resist for a while. But he didn't even believe in this idea, with his current speed, how could he run within the protection range of the base point of the Great Array before the two red ghosts behind him caught up.
Sure enough, the miracle didn't happen, and Shang Jinchang had just run out of the large array of light curtains not far away, and the two red ghosts chased after him.
Shang Jinchang stopped, turned around and put Gong Ziran on the ground, took out the peach wood sword in his mouth with his right hand, and looked straight ahead, "It seems that I can't leave today." Macho man, we will be brothers again in the next life. ”
"Kill"
Shang Jinchang raised his sword to face the two red ghosts, ready to fight for the last drop of blood, and he had to pull a cushion on his back when he was dying.
Just as he was about to make contact with the two red ghosts, a small figure suddenly popped out from behind a large rock next to him. This figure has two pigtails, which is the little girl Hanhan.
At this time, Han Han's eyes were blood-red, and a pair of long claws were born on his arms, and the originally sharp little tiger teeth stretched out to more than an inch long, angrily throwing the red ghost old lady to the ground.
Shang Jinchang saw that there was still hope for life, endured the severe pain on the wound, and fought with the old man of the red ghost with a swing of his sword.
On the other side, Han Han also tore into a ball with the old lady of the red ghost, and the old lady of the red ghost shouted in dialect while parrying, saying what "my own people." ”
Han Han can understand this, just think it's a ghost language. Even if she could understand, she wouldn't really stand on the side of the Red Ghost Lady. Han Han herself is also in the Red Ghost Realm, and her strength is comparable to that of the Red Ghost Lady, and under this desperateness, she still has a faint upper hand.
Han Han had the upper hand, but Shang Jinchang was losing and retreating, and the battle was in danger. Shang Jinchang thought that he could at least get to a tie with the old man of the red ghost. But as soon as they fought, they realized that he was wrong. The crutch in the hand of the old man of the red ghost emitted a faint light between the waves, and according to Shang Jinchang's judgment, it turned out to be a treasure.
Treasures are divided into three categories: dark attributes, light attributes, and non-attributes, and non-attribute treasures can be activated with soul power and true qi. The red ghost is a soul body, and the output is soul power, and the two types of treasures of dark attribute and no attribute can naturally be urged.
Shang Jinchang's renewed hope for life was completely shattered, he had a broken wood lump in his hand, how could he argue with other people's treasures? After a few moves, his peachwood sword was broken into two knots, and he was about to be overwhelmed.
"Die!"
Shang Jinchang bit the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of essence blood spurted onto the broken sword, and he didn't care about the crutch treasure that smashed at him, and used his last strength to throw the blood-stained broken sword at the old man of the red ghost.
"Poof" and "click" sounded, and Shang Jinchang's blood-stained broken sword pierced through the chest of the old man of the red ghost. At the same time, he himself was hit by the crutch treasure weapon, flew out diagonally, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and fell to the unconscious Gong Ziran.
Although the old man's soul dimmed a lot, he was not killed by a sword. He smiled strangely, leaned on crutches, and approached Shang Jinchang and Gong Ziran step by step.
"Hanhan, run!" Shang Jinchang clutched his chest in pain, pressed his broken ribs, his voice was hoarse, and he tried his best to shout at Han Han, who was bitten into a ball with the old lady of the red ghost.
If he and Gong Ziran were killed by the old man of the red ghost, the old man of the red ghost and the old lady of the red ghost would definitely not let go of Hanhan. The two red ghosts are combined, and Han Han will definitely suffer.
Han Han didn't run away, but roared, his breath skyrocketed, and he grabbed it violently, forced away the old lady of the red ghost, and ran towards Shang Jinchang and Gong Ziran at great speed.
Seeing this, the old lady of the red ghost in the back also roared, her breath soared, and she chased after her. Hanhan was entangled by the red ghost granny again and couldn't rescue him.
"Fatty, why don't you run? Don't worry, your fat will not be wasted, and when I suck the essence of your body, my injuries will not only be fully recovered, but my strength will be even better. Tut-tut, this one next to you is not bad, he will leave it to the old lady. The old man of the red ghost came to the front and stabbed Shang Jinchang and Gong Ziran with his cane, treating them as a delicacy for the great tonic. The old man of the red ghost didn't notice that just now, Gong Ziran's fingers moved slightly.
"Don't fucking talk nonsense, give Master Ben a good time." Shang Jinchang curled up in pain, not only with serious external injuries, but also with serious internal injuries. At this time, the true qi in his body was disordered, and he couldn't even activate a talisman.
"Giving you a good time? No, no, no, you hurt me so badly, how embarrassed am I to do this to you. I'm going to give you a breath and take your time to enjoy it. The red ghost old man walked between Gong Ziran and Shang Jinchang, and deliberately knocked on Shang Jinchang's injured place with a cane, so painful that Shang Jinchang almost didn't come up in a breath and held it back.
Just as the old man of the red ghost was enjoying the pleasure of torturing people, Gong Ziran, who had been unconscious behind it, suddenly jumped up and slapped the back of its head with a scream.
The gray mist dispersed, and the soul of the old man of the red ghost disappeared from this world like an exploding water balloon.
When the old lady of the red ghost who was still biting not far away saw this scene, her face changed in fright, and she fled. What kind of predecessor is this, the power of one palm is so strong, not to mention the human meat feast at this moment, even the dragon meat it does not dare to eat.
Han Han did not pursue, but ran towards Gong Ziran and Shang Jinchang. As she runs, her fangs and claws slowly fade and gradually return to their original form.
"Big brother, are you all right?" Han Han said worriedly.
"Hehe, it's okay, it's okay. You brother Shang and I have a lot of meat, letting, and lose ...... Fat. Shang Jinchang waved his hand, accidentally touching the wound, and the pain made his head on the ground and gasp.
And Gong Ziran, who was standing on the side, smiled reluctantly and did not speak. Looking at the old lady of the red ghost who was gradually moving away, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and his body fell to the ground as soon as he was weak.
"Brother Gong, don't you die...... If you die, no one will ever be so kind to Hanhan again. Woo ......" Han Han squatted on the ground, shook Gong Ziran's arm, and cried very sadly.
"Don't worry, he can't die." Shang Jinchang was a little congested. After all, the heart is a child, isn't it just a bag of biscuits, and it will buy you like this. His status in the hearts of others is much lower.
In fact, Shang Jinchang was wrong, he didn't think about how much suffering Hanhan had suffered and how much suffering he had endured in the past ten years.
I have never been hungry, and I don't know the preciousness of real things; I haven't been frozen, and I don't know how warm and happy it is to wear cotton clothes; If you have not suffered from a long illness, you will never know that money and wealth are far less important than health......