Seeing that Wang Bingying was no longer so tough, Mao Jindao did not press forward step by step. However, Wang Bingying suddenly reacted and said stubbornly: "What you said is all hypothesis!" Hypothesis! What if those innocent people simply don't stay to watch the fun, as you say? What if they run away as soon as they see you fighting with the Paintghost? And when you fight the Skinghost, you can also remind everyone to run away, so you won't even be able to speak, right? No matter what reason you find to excuse yourself, it is difficult to hide the fact that you are selfish and cold-blooded! ”

Mao Jindao sneered and said, "Whatever you say, what kind of person do you think I am, and what do you have to do with me?" You're not my wife. ”

"You ......"

Wang Bingying was annoyed by the brazenness of Mao Jindao, and she turned around sharply and walked out of the light box. Mao Jindao frowned, grabbed her hand and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Wang Bingying shook off the hand of the golden knife and said angrily: "Don't worry about it!" I'm going to get out of here, you cold-blooded animal! Even if you are eaten by monsters, I won't accept your affection! You watched so many innocent people die in front of you, but you only saved me, think I don't know what you're thinking? Do you think heroes save beauty is handsome? I tell you, don't dream! I wouldn't be grateful, and I wouldn't like someone like you! ”

Mao Jindao was stunned for a moment, stared at Wang Bingying up and down, and then said funny: "Hero saves beauty? You also think too highly of yourself, what kind of beauty are you, do women like to feel good about themselves like this now? Your current cousin is so unceremonious to the life-saving benefactor, I think it's pretty much the same as a farmer and a snake. ”

Wang Bingying opened her mouth. Then he gritted his teeth and held back his words, and strode out. Mao Jindao took her hand again and whispered, "Don't mess around! The Paintskin Ghost is still eating people below. I've been working hard for so long, if you mess with it, it's a big deal. Didn't all those people below die in vain? ”

"And say you're not cold-blooded? You're taking advantage of those innocent people! Wang Bingying angrily pushed away the golden knife and said, "I have seen through you, don't try to stop me again, I want to leave here!" ”

Mao Jindao pulled Wang Bingying but didn't hold it, so he had to rush over and hug him. Wang Bingying yelled and struggled hard, making a lot of movement, and Mao Jindao frowned and slapped her with a "snap". Wang Bingying was stunned for a moment, and it took a long time to react, covering her red cheeks and trembling, "You...... You hit me? You actually hit me? ”

"Hmph. It's light to beat you, since you say that I am a cold-blooded and ruthless bad person, what is it to beat you, if you mess around again, I will kill you! Mao Jindao said coldly.

I don't know why, Wang Bingying is just not afraid of the golden knife, she thinks he won't hurt herself at all, his fierce appearance is all pretended. This feeling came inexplicably, but Wang Bingying just trusted her instincts, and her tears flowed down her eyes. One by one, he said, "Kill me, unless you kill me, or I'll make trouble!" I just don't like you, I hate you! I hate you! ”

Mao Jindao was made out of temper by Wang Bingying. She didn't eat hard or soft, and she had to get out of the light box in a hurry. Mao Jindao thought for a while, slowed down his tone and said, "Little girl." You're right, I'm not a good person. I'm cold-blooded and ruthless. But it doesn't matter if I'm a good person or a bad person, what I'm doing now is to keep more people alive. If I don't lay out a good qiē. The result of rushing out is to be killed by the Paint Ghost, even if the audience here escapes in the time I delayed as you say, but what about the future? ”

Mao Jindao paused, strengthened his tone and said: "After the Painted Skin Ghost kills me, it still has to eat people, and when the people here are gone, it will go to other places to eat people." And the more it eats, the more ferocious it becomes, and countless people will die at its hands and become its food. Could it be that the fans here are people, and the others outside are not people? Don't others have wives and children? Whose life is not life? Who is going to die and not to die? Just because these people are your fans, that's why you react so violently, right? But have you thought about it, I can use the deaths of these people to destroy the Paintball and minimize the loss. They are not worthless in their deaths, and their deaths have won more people a chance to live. ”

Wang Bingying was shocked by Mao Jindao's words, she felt very confused, why did this man take advantage of such innocent human life, but he couldn't hate him? And listening to him say this, it seems that there is no reason to accuse him, but no, with so many lives, can you just give up and give up? She hesitated for a moment and said, "Are you going to think too hard about things?" Are you the only psychic in this world? The masters of the Psychic Medium Association will not let the Paintworm go out and harm people, I don't believe the result will be as terrible as you say. ”

"The Psychic Society?" Mao Jindao's voice turned cold, "Those crooks who pretend to be gods and ghosts wish that the more people who die, the better, and the more terrible the monsters, the better, so that more people will believe in them and fear them, and they like to play the role of saviors." If you count on them to destroy the Paint-Skins, hehe, I'm afraid that not only do they not have the ability, but they will also instigate more people to die. It's been so long since the Painted Skin Ghost was born, have you ever seen a psychic medium come to slay demons? You think they don't know that the Paintboy is here? Such a powerful ghost, any psychic can see its resentment from hundreds of miles away, doesn't the Psychic Association have a branch in this city? ”

Seeing that Wang Bingying didn't speak in disbelief, Mao Jindao sighed and said, "Alas, I really don't know why I want to tell you this. In this world, people's hearts are not ancient, for example, the old lady who fell down on the street, do you dare to help? It's not that I don't want to save people, but what obligation do I have to sacrifice myself for a group of people I don't know? Are they worth it? Do they know how to be grateful? ”

Wang Bingying bit her lip, not knowing what to say. Mao Jindao's words were more like strong words, but she couldn't find the words to refute it, and the old lady who fell down on the street, she really didn't dare to help her, because she was not so rich. But she watched so many people die, and she had an indescribable feeling in her heart about the Mao Jin Dao that had the ability to save this qiē but was indifferent.

Seeing that Wang Bingying's feelings calmed down, Mao Jindao said solemnly: "What you can do now is not to play with a child's temper, put away those senseless sympathies, and fight with me!" Only by completely eliminating the skin ghost can those people die meaningfully. ”

Wang Bingying was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "Me?" What can I do for you? ”

Mao Jindao took out a cyan stone the size of a peach pit and handed it to Wang Bingying, and said cautiously: "You put away this treasure, and it is all up to you to destroy the painted skin ghost." I'll activate the formation later, you stand on the lightbox and lure the Paintball over, and then find a place to hide. When I'm at the height of my fight with it, I'll let you throw it, and you'll throw the stone at it right away!" ”

"That's it?" Wang Bingying looked at the cyan stone in her hand in disbelief, and couldn't believe that such an ordinary stone was actually a treasure for subduing demons and eliminating demons.

"That's right, this is it. Don't underestimate this stone, its real name is Sahuaite, and it is a living stone that grows at the gates of hell. As long as it is used well, it can eat the Paintskin! Mao Jindao said seriously.

The cyan savastone card is very inconspicuous to the touch, but a hint of red light shrouds its surface, and it has a cool feeling when held in the hand. Wang Bingying took the Shahua Stone in her hand and played with it a few times, and was surprised to see that her spirit was better than ever, and her tired body was greatly restored after experiencing fear. At this time, she believed that the golden knife was not lying, and this stone was really a treasure.

"What should I do?" Wang Bingying said eagerly. She had put aside what she had done for the time being, and the most important thing now was to get rid of that terrible paint-skin. No matter how cold-blooded and ruthless the Golden Knife is, the Painted Ghost is the biggest threat, and those people are eaten by the Painted Skin Ghost, not killed by the Golden Knife, aren't they? (To be continued!)

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