Wang Bingying was half-convinced about the identity of the Great Psychic of the Golden Knife, she had heard of the profession of psychic, but she only knew what the psychic did, and as for the level division of the psychic, she was even more confused. She asked curiously, "Great psychic, it sounds very powerful, is it the same as those psychic masters in the Psychic Association?" ”

"Smack......

Mao Jindao crushed a peach pit in his hand, and said with a dark face: "Don't compare me with those crooks who pretend to be gods!" ”

Wang Bingying was taken aback by Mao Jindao's face, and said weakly: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." I just don't know about the profession of a great psychic, so I guessed a little, please don't be surprised. ”

Asian diva, otaku goddess and goddess, Wang Bingying's titles are not in vain, she looks weak, she looks extremely delicate and lovely, her big eyes are a little red, it seems that tears may be shed at any time, the kind of appearance that has been greatly wronged and dare not speak, makes people have no way not to feel pity. Who can bear to be angry with such a kawaii girl to the extreme? Mao Jindao couldn't bear it, so he sighed and said, "Okay, I don't blame you, I'm just dissatisfied with those so-called spirit mediums who pretend to be gods and cheat money." ”

Wang Bingying's big eyes flickered, and she said cautiously, "Why did these psychic masters offend you?" I've heard that they are very spiritual, and I have several good friends who have asked the masters of the Psychic Association to help them, and they are really spiritual! They can actually see the dead, and they can also help people get good and avoid evil. If it weren't for the tight schedule for this concert, I would have wanted to go to the Psychic Association. ”

"Hmph." Mao Jindao snorted coldly and did not speak. Keep your head down and go about your business. Wang Bingying felt very bored, thinking of the terrible monster just now. I couldn't help but say with some fear: "Is that man-eating monster just now the demon you want to catch?" What the hell is it and how is it now? Are you sure to deal with it? ”

Mao Jin said without raising his head: "That is a terrible ghost that has been suppressed for more than a thousand years." Escape from the Netherworld. It likes to devour human flesh and blood and then transform into a human form, you can also call it a skin ghost. It has been suppressed for too long, and the resentment is boundless, and if it is in its current state, I am not sure at all. ”

A trace of horror flashed on Wang Bingying's face: "You're not sure how to deal with it?" So what to do? Should we call for help? There are a lot of my fans down there, and I can't watch them get eaten by monsters. ”

"If I'm in the current state, I'm not sure!" Mao Jindao specially accentuated the word "now" and said, "But wait a minute, the situation will be different." ”

"Why?" Wang Bingying asked with wide eyes like a curious baby.

"Because it ate too much blood food. Everyone who is eaten by it will emit a ferocious aura before they die, which will slowly dilute the resentment of the painter," Mao Jindao said coldly, "And my formation is about to be completed, and it will be difficult to fly even if it has wings!" ”

"What do you say? Do you mean that if you want to catch this powerful ghost, you have to let it eat people first, so you deliberately let it go and watch it eat so many people? Wang Bingying's voice trembled a little, and her tone became significantly heavier.

Mao Jindao said as if he was unaware: "That's right. It can also be understood in this way. ”

"How can you do that! How can you be so cruel! Wang Bingying couldn't help but reprimand loudly, "I don't know what a great psychic is, but since you are doing the thing of subduing demons and eliminating demons, how can you see death and not save it?" My fans, they're being taken advantage of by you for no reason. As a tool to catch ghosts and be eaten alive, how can you bear it! Each of them has a father and mother, and even a wife and children behind them. Everyone's death will make more living people grief-stricken, are you so cold-blooded and ruthless? Are you human? ”

Wang Bingying forgot about the threat of that monster at this moment. Forgetting the danger she was in, she was filled with only righteous indignation. Cheering for the fans. Her fans are so cute and loyal, how can they be sacrificed as a tool to catch ghosts? How can the great psychic who subdues demons and destroys demons careless of human life like this! So she questioned Mao Jindao loudly, ignoring the fact that the other party had incomparably powerful power, and she could easily kill herself.

Sometimes, the courage of a person can be more and more dead.

Mao Jindao frowned, as if he didn't understand why Wang Bingying was suddenly so excited, he said lazily: "Hey, little girl, that's how you treat your savior?" ”

Wang Bingying was speechless for a moment, and then raised her face and said resolutely: "You saved me, I am grateful to you, but this can't be a reason to stop me from hating you!" You're such a cold-blooded animal! ”

After fiddling with the last small object in his hand, Mao Jindao clapped his hands and stood up and said helplessly: "Where did I recruit you?" Why are you so unrelenting and hate me? ”

"What did you do and you want me to repeat it again?" Wang Bingying said indignantly, "You are careless of human life!" Not worthy of being a great psychic at all! ”

"What? What's what? The Great Great Psychic? Mao Jindao looked at her amusedly and said, "Where did you hear that I am great?" ”

Wang Bingying blushed a little and said: "The great psychic master subdues demons and destroys demons, and purifies all living beings with compassion, how can it not be great?" But I'm not talking about you! What kind of psychic are you? You watched so many innocent people die, and that paint-skin ghost is rampant under your nose, but you turn a blind eye, do you have a little compassion? Great psychic, are you worthy? ”

Wang Bingying's words were very difficult to hear, and Mao Jindao finally said a little annoyed: "Then what do you say I should do?" Do you know how scary a skin ghost really is? Do you want me to fight it in the first place? At that time, I was no match for it at all, and if I went, I would die in vain! ”

"Then you've watched so many people die because of your cowardice?" Wang Bingying said angrily, "Even if you are not its opponent, at least you can temporarily block its footsteps, so that you can leave time for everyone to flee for their lives, how can so many people die in that case?" A manly man, can't he have a little feeling of sacrificing his life for righteousness? Shouldn't a great psychic be compassionate and have the courage to sacrifice himself? ”

"Ha," said Mao Jindao with a sneer, "If I do what you say, not to mention that I will die in vain at the hands of the Painter, just say these ignorant people, are you sure that when they see me and the Painter Ghost desperately, the first thing they think of is to escape?" I'm afraid that's not the case, if I rush out and fight with the Paintboy, these innocent people you call will not only not take the opportunity to escape, but will stay and watch the fun. They won't accept my affection, they will only watch my jokes, they will think that I am acting in a monkey show, and they may shout hello if the fight is intense! ”

When Wang Bingying heard these words, she suddenly became a little shorter. She knew that what Mao Jindao said was not a joke, let alone a boring assumption, people who were extremely mentally empty saw Mao Jindao and the painted skin ghost fighting fiercely, and the first thing they thought of was to find a position with a better perspective! However, she was not so easy to succumb, she said weakly: "If that is the case, I will definitely organize everyone to escape, I will use the sound to call everyone to leave the scene in an orderly manner, and I will not let your efforts be in vain." ”

"You knew what I was doing? Do you know how scary it is to paint skin ghosts? Mao Jindao said disdainfully, "I really don't have a backache when I stand and talk!" If this situation arises at the beginning, do you think that this is a surprise arranged by the organizers, what kind of stunt and WIA or something? ”

"I won't ...... like this" Wang Bingying's voice was as low as a mosquito and fly, and she seemed to be very lacking in confidence. She knew that what Mao Jindao said was true, and if the exhibition of the situation was as she said, the result would be that everyone would gather in a circle to watch Mao Jindao and the painted skin ghost desperately, and she would happily participate in it if she was curious, and she would definitely not miss it. (To be continued!)

PS: I'm going to recommend a good book, well, it's one of my favorites, and I have to read every chapter of it several times, word for word. The name of this book is "Extreme Corpse Cold", hahahaha.

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