Although the ghoul groveled to Ding Lingxiu, this cold and ruthless momentum still made Ding Lingxiu a little panicked.

Far from seeking profits, and being wise enough to protect Shu'an. Bravely fight the golden cole, and break the soul of the enemy with a sword.

Ding Lingxiu couldn't help but think of the world's evaluation of Wu Jue at that time.

At this moment, Ding Lingxiu found that although the demonic aura in front of him was strong and strong, it was by no means as evil as the demonic aura emitted by the ghoul before, but was manipulated by some strong consciousness. Just as everyone has evil thoughts in their hearts, some people can control them with their own consciousness.

Sure enough, the name is well deserved, Wu Jue's Yuan Shen is resolute, and a hundred years later, there is still the arrogance of the Zhongxing general.

The ghoul seemed to see Ding Lingxiu's concern, arched his hand, and swore an oath:

"Don't worry, the young lord, the reason why the last general is fierce is to strike first, and not to take precautions. In the end, the soul of the lord will return to the holy realm, get rid of the evil lord, and dare to betray the young lord. ”

The ghoul's voice was sonorous and powerful, but there was no expression on his face, as if the baptism of time had made this Zhongxing general more familiar with the world.

There are some words that no flowery rhetoric will be believed. Some of the words that are extravagant are also naked hypocrisy.

Ding Lingxiu was convinced of the loyalty of the ghost general in front of him, gave the ghoul a trusting smile, and praised sincerely:

"General Wu, I know your intentions, you have been through a hundred battles, and your combat experience is naturally much richer than mine, I am just surprised that you have been invaded by evil ghosts, and you are still not old, and your skills have not diminished."

Wu Jue was still moody, but straightened his burly body, and replied in a loud voice:

"The young lord has won the award."

Ding Lingxiu nodded and muttered:

"General Wu, since you and I are both honest with each other, I will tell you the truth, but I don't mean to blame you, after all, I didn't make it clear before." Ding Lingxiu paused after speaking, looked at the ghoul, and continued: "After all, I am a decent demon hunter, not those desperate demon hunters, not those who don't know the so-called justice who breaks hatred with hatred. Actually, I originally wanted to leave this monster alive and subdue it with the Blue Dragon Hundred Ghost Diagram. Because I believe that there is no retribution in this world, and even if there is, it is only because people's evil thoughts have not been diminished. What I want is for all the demons and monsters in the world to return to their true nature, so that their grievances can be appeased, and their wounded souls can be comforted. Although evil will not disappear because of a person's words, I hope to do my best to change the world more, what I want is not to destroy, but to redeem, just like you. ”

The ghoul couldn't help but be a little moved when he heard Ding Lingxiu's sincere words, his resolute face was full of admiration, and his blood-red eyes were also glowing with excitement, and he clasped his fists at Ding Lingxiu and said:

"The young lord is well aware of the righteousness, and the end will throw the five bodies to the ground, and the last general must follow the teachings, and I wish the lord to complete the ambition of the bird."

Ding Lingxiu smiled and said:

"In short, General Xie has helped, and he listened patiently to my chatter, I am very grateful."

As he spoke, he opened another box of cigarettes from his bag, and the light machine snapped, and the fire suddenly flare, and the cigarette butt appeared with red fire spots. Ding Lingxiu took a cigarette in his mouth and handed it to the ghoul:

"One?"

The ghoul was stunned and looked at Ding Lingxiu in surprise:

"Young master, dare to ask what this is?"

Ding Lingxiu then remembered that there should have been no such thing as cigarettes in Wu Jue's era, and he was really a bit naughty in doing so.

Ding Lingxiu scratched his head and replied with a smile:

"Hehe, a good thing that makes you comfortable like a fairy."

The ghoul waved his hand and replied with a solemn expression:

"Young Master Xie, I am afraid that there will be no happiness in the end."

Ding Lingxiu looked at him and said:

"It's good, it's better if this thing doesn't stick. Then you go back first, and I'll pick up some good wine and drink it with you in the coming day. ”

At the mention of the wine, the ghoul looked a little excited, hugged his fists and said:

"Okay, a word is a decision, young lord, the last general will leave, and the next day will be a drunken party."

Ding Lingxiu clamped the cigarette with his slender fingers, and the ghoul turned into a blood-red demon qi mass in the curling smoke, injecting it into the Hundred Ghost Diagram.

Ding Lingxiu looked at the demonic qi that gradually gathered into the Hundred Ghost Diagram, and thought thoughtfully.

The hand rises and falls, and the enemy is invisible.

Don't ask for the reason, don't ask for it.

All he had to do was to fulfill an order from his master, perhaps this was the pedantic loyalty of that era, or perhaps it was the stupid belief of that era. And today, the world has become eager for quick success, and is this really the so-called evolution? Time has passed, the loyal liver and righteous courage of this generation of heroes seem to remain unchanged for eternity, and this chivalrous style, whether it is right or wrong, is worthy of admiration.

Ding Lingxiu was holding a cigarette, and was thinking that his thinking was very profound, when he suddenly found that the cruel scene under his feet made him creepy:

Juan Ti, who was still alive just now, was now a blur of flesh and blood, and the skull in half of his head was no longer there, but was squeezed out of the flesh by the ghoul when he fell down just now. The whole facial features were twisted and tightly packed into the flat piece of flesh. The eyeballs hung outside, and the demon blood had already flowed everywhere along the gaps, forming terrifying lines.

This kind of demon-level demon whose demon body is directly destroyed, the demon qi will disappear at the moment of the death of the demon body. At this time, Ding Lingxiu could no longer feel any of the aura of Juan Ti.

Ding Lingxiu originally wanted to pray for Juan Ti and let it rest in peace, but he didn't expect that this opportunity was gone, and he naturally wouldn't do those formalistic things.

With a cigarette in his mouth, he rummaged through the demon's den for a long time, trying to find a container that could hold cuckoo blood. It took a long time to rummage through the cabinets and finally find a tin drink similar to a portable wine jug. Ding Ling was a little thirsty, and wanted to drink it all, but for the sake of safety, he still poured the drink inside on the ground. It then draws blood from Juanti's body that has been split in half.

In the past, when Ding Lingxiu wanted to take the blood of the cuckoo, he had to look for the cuckoo that had just died, and then collect it, because he couldn't bear to kill, and often in order to get the cuckoo's body, Ding Lingxiu needed to wait for several months next to the cuckoo's nest. Therefore, Ding Lingxiu cherished blood like gold and did not dare to waste it at all. The last time I was chased and killed by Xia Xianyao, I was so distressed that I was terribly distressed.

But this opportunity is rare, this time there is a corpse of the cuckoo king directly in front of him, although it is a pity that he was not able to submit it, but after all, it is not for nothing. Since it has happened, it is time to see the better side of it, Ding Lingxiu is convinced of this, so he filled a jar full of cuckoo blood and carefully put it in his backpack, which can be regarded as a mixed blessing.

After loading the cuckoo blood, he extinguished the cigarette butt and slowly walked towards Guo Mohan.

After getting closer, he heard the sound of even breathing, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, obviously Guo Mohan was still alive, but he just fainted. Although the demon power on the side is weak, it is not a big problem.

Ding Lingxiu looked at Guo Mohan, his arms were still in severe pain, and he still had the desire that men had in his heart

Guo Mohan's pink hairpin seemed to have fallen off in the battle, and the thick hair of a black crow crow was completely draped under the dim light, and it was softly spread on the ground, so bright and beautiful. Her breathtakingly cold eyes were completely closed at the moment, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her lips were moving, as if she was dreaming and struggling. Under her tall and small nose is her cute little mouth, although her lips are a little white, and the corners of her mouth are bloodshot, but the graceful sleeping posture of this stunning beauty still makes any man blush and heartbeat, and Ding Lingxiu is naturally no exception.

What's more, Guo Mohan is disheveled at the moment, this half-concealed posture is actually the most tempting, her snow-white placket is half-open because of the fierce battle with the scalper spirit just now, revealing her fair breasts and the pair of jade rabbits on her chest.

Ding Lingxiu forcibly suppressed the evil thoughts, swallowed his saliva, slowly turned around, and walked towards the scalper.

Because next, that's what he has to do.

I saw that the four tyrannosaurus blood leeches on the scalper essence seemed to have sucked blood to the limit, and they didn't even squirm anymore, but hung on the chest of the scalper very satisfied, just like hanging four blood-red sausages.

And the scalper essence was already like ashes, the two big bull's eyes had already turned white, and he was still showing off his might just now, and he fell to the ground in a big shape at the moment, motionless. The faint demonic qi on his body was already like a gossamer, and it was obvious that it wouldn't be long before the Yuan Shen would fail.

Ding Lingxiu looked at him and was also a little sympathetic, but this thought was fleeting, and he remembered his father's words again:

"Our line of work, cruel, is to survive."

He took out a lighter and scalded the tail of the tyrannosaurus blood leech, and the terrifying big meat worm twitched violently, loosened the sharp teeth that were firmly biting the wound of the ox essence, and rolled and fell off.

In the same way, the other three also fell.

And the wound has been bitten by these terrifying flesh worms, and even the white bones inside are exposed.

Ding Lingxiu took out the Hundred Ghost Diagram and prepared to subdue the scalper essence.

At that moment, his cell phone rang.

He took it out and glanced at the caller ID, but was stunned for a moment, why was it him? How could he take the initiative to call me?

The name of the contact person is: Gua Ge Z