"Boom ......"

As soon as he got out of the cave, another sword-like lightning pierced the sky and slashed straight at a large tree.

With a "click", the hugging wood broke through the middle, and then fell to both sides.

At this time, heavy rain poured down, the ground was full of muddy water, and the ravine was flooded.

Chu Tian sat in front of the entrance of the cave and watched the heavy rain and listened to the thunder, feeling a little lonely in his heart, feeling like a rootless duckweed, let the storm blow, and like a lonely boat in the sea, sailing in the turbulent waves.

He remembered that the old beggar had told him that his mother had suffered from a far away place, and that he had waited for him to come to his rescue when he was strong, but that he was so weak that he did not know how long or long it would take to find his mother.

After a while, I thought of a few women around him, although Wen Yao was his past girlfriend, she was the woman he couldn't let go of.

Thinking of Ai Ruowei, the contract girlfriend, the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, he didn't understand what kind of feelings this was, there was pity and heart, he felt no pressure to be with the little sister.

Li Ling is his teacher, but he is indeed a little moved by the fact that he wants to give birth to a child for himself, he feels that he has failed Li Ling's true feelings, but he doesn't know where she went.

As for the school girl Cui Yingying and the flight attendant Ru Xue, he didn't have too many ideas, they were just his better friends, not love, at most a kind of male and female friends.

The night was getting deeper, the rain showed no sign of abating, and the wind was gusting in the cave, and Chutian shivered.

"Whew......"

Suddenly there was an eerie and terrible howl from the depths of the cave, like the painful groan of a soul in hell as it was fried in a pan of oil.

Chu Tian turned around and looked into the cave entrance, and a cold ghost fire emerged from under the bottomless cave entrance.

It's phosphorus fire, and every eerie and humid night, the bones emit such ghostly fire.

His pupils shrank, and a faint blue light flashed in his yin and yang eyes, covering the ghost fire.

"Boom Boom ......"

Suddenly, a ghost appeared in front of Chu Tian's eyes.

It has unkempt hair, leopard eyes, a hedgehog-like beard on its chin, and two boar-like fangs at the corners of its mouth.

A hole had been pierced in the collarbone, and the blood on it had dried up.

It was bare-chested, with well-developed pectoral muscles, and a bright red beating heart could be seen.

The arms are thick, a few points thicker than the thighs of ordinary people. It opened its palms, and its half-foot-long nails were like ten slightly curved wolf claws.

"Ghost King?"

Chu Tian was shocked, he had seen this kind of picture in the comics. He tried to escape from the cave, but his feet seemed to be on the ground, unable to move.

This is the coercion of a powerful soul, which shows how powerful the ghost king was during his lifetime.

He guessed that the white bones in the cave were also the ones who were killed by the ghost king's sucking out of yang energy.

"Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock......"

The Ghost King opened his mouth and walked over step by step, his heart beating louder and louder, and even the stones on the cave wall seemed to be beating with it.

Chu Tian struggled desperately, but he couldn't move, and it seemed a little difficult to even close his eyes.

This feeling of powerlessness left him horrified and despaired.

The Ghost King walked up to Chu Tian and stood still, sticking out a long tongue.

Chu Tian felt as if he had washed his face with cold water in winter, and his face and neck were wet.

"Whoa!" the Ghost King's glaring eyes stared at Chu Tian, and then he shouted twice.

Chu Tian opened his mouth wide uncontrollably, and the yang energy in his body leaked out as if a floodgate had been opened, flowing into the mouth of the ghost king.

As soon as the breath passed, Chu Tian felt weak, dizzy, and a little fainting, but he still had no power to resist, and if he continued like this, it would not take long for his yang life to run out and die.

He is deeply unwilling, he has not discussed life in depth with his sister-in-law, and he has not met his mother.

"Moo......"

He shouted inwardly, a mad cow roar in his throat, and then took a deep breath.

His mouth was like a powerful suction cup, forming a whirlpool, which gasped back the yang energy of the Ghost King's body.

"Moo Moo ......"

He vented the frustration in his heart, the suction between his chest and abdomen increased, and his belly slowly swelled up like a puffing toad.

The yang energy of the ghost king's body was exhausted, and his figure gradually became illusory.

The situation reversed, and the ghost king began to twist and struggle, but the suction of the Mad Cow Gong firmly restrained it, making it unable to move, and could only watch as the yang energy that it had accumulated for thousands of years disappeared, and finally turned into a yin spirit and returned to the underworld.

"Moo......"

After taking one last breath, a white mist erupted from his nostrils, but the puffed belly felt like it had been pregnant for three months.

"Damn, I'm pregnant, grandma is a bear, Lao Tzu wants to have an abortion......"

He touched his belly the size of Zhu Bajie and scolded his mother.

He tapped his belly again, as if on a cowhide drum, making a "thump" sound.

"Dead old man, unreliable old beggar, what kind of ghost skills are taught, it can actually make people pregnant, how can I see people in the future......"

He complained about the old beggar master again.

After scolding for a while, he didn't dare to stay in the hole, in case another elephant leg ran out, and the female ghost with the bucket waist came, it would be a tragedy.

He rushed out of the rain with his stomach held up, and disappeared in the rainy world.

It was dark and the road was slippery, he stumbled and ran, I don't know how long it took, the rain stopped, and the strange thing was that he didn't feel tired, and seemed to be several times more energetic.

He had the illusion that he could tear apart a tiger and leopard with his bare hands, and lift an elephant.

At dawn, he climbed to the top of a mountain, looked at the rising sun, hugged his stomach and was stunned:

"It's a big loss, I came to the marriage family, and I didn't make my sister's belly bigger, but I was made big by the ghost king......"

"Forget it, let's find a quiet place to refine, otherwise I really won't have a face. He rubbed his temples, and he laughed at himself optimistically.

He knew that what was in his stomach was just absorbing the Yang Qi of the Ghost King, as long as he absorbed and refined it.

So he climbed a rock more than ten zhang high and began to refine the yang energy in his stomach.

He furrowed his eyebrows, knotted his handprints and exhaled them in a special rhythm, and each time he spit out, he let out a roar of "moo".

This cry of pain continued for a day and a night. And a trace of yang energy in the body slowly melted into the limbs.

He touched his flat belly and exhaled a cloudy breath.

He clenched his fist, and a faint white light enveloped his entire hand.

"Phew!" he slapped an arm-thick tree, and the tree snapped off at the waist.

If he encounters that killer again, he is confident that he can knock him away with one palm, and if he has a weapon in his hand, he can kill him with one move.

However, although the strength has increased a lot, the strong have their own strong players, not to mention that the tigers have naps, and they must not be taken lightly.

Just like the assassination on the plane, no matter how strong you are, if you fall from a height of 10,000 meters, you will be crushed.

And he is already a top sniper, and he knows a lot about modern technological weapons.

No matter how strong it is, it can't resist the attack of bullets.