There is no hope, but Zheng Xian still didn't give up, but this is more like the last to do his best, and the rest is left to the fate of heaven, and even Zheng Xian feels that the result is nothing unexpected.

Zheng Xian stopped five times, and finally inserted a fork that was a little different from before, Zheng Xian's expression moved slightly, his breathing began to become heavy, and Zheng Xian slowly raised the fork.

A cloaked figure slowly floated from the boiling Meng Po soup, and when he saw those fierce and unyielding eyes, Zheng Xian's heart jumped suddenly, beating violently, beating like crazy!

The silver ghost that has not yet been devoured by Meng Po soup!

At this time, the silver ghost spirit is as hideous as other empty shell gods, but it has anger, sadness, and most importantly, the obsession of gritting his teeth and never giving up.

Zheng Xian didn't know the Dao and couldn't imagine how the spirit of the silver ghost would survive the dozens of days of suffering in this Meng Po soup, and Zheng Xian didn't want to know the Dao, it was definitely the most miserable, painful and tragic thing in the world. At the same time, the silver ghost also has to endure the inner torment of giving birth to his son.

Is it hatred that sustains the silver ghost?

Zheng Xian slammed the fork in his hand and picked the silver ghost out of the oil pot.

As soon as the silver ghost came out of the oil pot, he lunged towards Zheng Xian, letting out an angry wail that was only in pain, only a wounded and desperate beast.

The silver ghost smashed a punch into Zheng Xian's face, and Zheng Xian was smashed and slid out dozens of meters.

At this time, the silver ghost had no body, but the divine soul had already cultivated the spirit body, which became a big idea.

In fact, as long as you roll in the Meng Po soup, you can cultivate great thoughts, and the intense pain is enough to give birth to a powerful divine soul.

For the divine soul, this Meng Po soup is definitely the best place to cultivate, but it has to be erased from the original self and divine thoughts, and no such divine soul dares to cultivate here.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Zheng Xian looked at the silver ghost who was full of anger and wanted to tear everything in front of him alive and burn it all.

Zheng Xian could understand the mood of the silver ghost at this time, the hatred of the silver ghost, and the anger of the silver ghost.

Zheng Xian had to ask the silver ghost to vent his anger, even if it was just a little, otherwise, even if the silver ghost still kept his thoughts, he would eventually be swallowed by this hateful thought.

Zheng Xian didn't move, he was waiting for the silver ghost's second punch.

However, the Silver Ghost's fist did not arrive.

Zheng Xian was shocked to find that the silver ghost's eyes had gradually regained his senses, and the anger had disappeared.

This made Zheng Xian worried, could it be that the silver ghost's original self and divine thoughts had actually been refined by Meng Po Tang?

Was it just an illusion, or was it the last blow of a poisonous snake soaked in wine for ten years?

Zheng ...... First?"

These two words were as heavy as Mount Tai, which made Zheng Xian's hanging heart completely relaxed.

"Yes, it's me. ”

The silver ghost let out a low roar, and layers of murderous intent erupted in his eyes again, "Here comes again, Yan Hongji, do you think this trick is interesting to play?"

Zheng Xian didn't know what Yan Hongji had done to the Silver Ghost, but obviously, the Silver Ghost no longer trusted anyone.

Zheng Xian spoke: "Two hundred and thirty-four pieces." ”

The murderous silver ghost couldn't help but be stunned.

Zheng Xian repeated again: "Two hundred and thirty-four pieces." ”

The silver ghost's eyes were a little glazed, and then he let out a sudden howl.

This is the price that Zheng Xian paid when he invited Hao Guang and his son to eat Pizza Hut before going to the fairy world, this price, Hao Guang will definitely not remember, in the world, only Zheng Xian and his silver ghost know the Tao.

"Silver Ghost, are you willing to continue to live? Come with me?" This is Zheng Xian's most important question, although he knows that the Silver Ghost is fighting endlessly against the boiling Meng Po Soup, maintaining a spirit, that is, he still has a strong desire to survive, but Zheng Xian is still not sure, whether the Silver Ghost still wants to live, if the Silver Ghost has lost the idea of life, Zheng Xian will personally kill the Silver Ghost and end the pain of the Silver Ghost.

The silver ghost howled and burst into tears, and after crying, he laughed wildly.

When Zheng Xian's heart began to feel sour.

The silver ghost suddenly shouted: "Countless times, I thought I couldn't survive anymore, gritted my teeth and thought about holding on for one more second, just one more second, but I didn't expect that there would be today, hahaha......ha

Then the silver ghost suddenly lay on the ground, coughed violently, and made an extremely difficult sound, Zheng Xian frowned, and when he walked over, he saw that the silver ghost's mouth suddenly opened to the extreme, like the size of a face plate, and spit out a round thing with a snort.

The thing fell to the ground and stretched out, Zheng Xian's eyes instantly moistened when he saw this thing.

At this time, Zheng Xian finally understood why the silver ghost had to endure boundless pain in Meng Po Soup, and he also had to grit his teeth and not destroy his own self and soul, and even after seeing him Zheng Xian, he was able to recover his sanity with only one punch.

Obviously, just as the silver ghost tried his best in the fairy world, even if he stabbed Zheng Xian in the back despicably, he had to survive by any means, because the silver ghost had a reason why he could never die!

This reason was more important than anger, more important than hatred, because Hao Guang's spirit was swallowed into his stomach by the silver ghost along with his flesh and blood.

Zheng Xian watched as the silver ghost pounced on him, hugging Hao Guang's spirit and howling and crying.

A man cried like a shrew!

Hao Guang's eyes opened slightly, and the silver ghost immediately stopped crying, his lips trembled, and he looked at Hao Guang with guilt in his eyes.

He ate Hao Guang's body in one bite, and he didn't know what kind of hatred Hao Guang had for him, who was suffering from severe pain.

How can children understand the helplessness and helplessness of adults? let alone understand that the body of the silver ghost is manipulated by Yan Hongji to do such a thing.

Hao Guang's hatred for him, the silver ghost can accept it, at this time, the silver ghost is like a prisoner waiting for the death sentence, his eyes are helpless, full of love and heartache.

"Dad, I'm dreaming. I dreamed that you don't have to work overtime anymore and play with me forever...... I also dreamed of thunder and heavy rain, and you hugged me tightly and coaxed me to sleep, which was very warm...... You always work overtime and travel on business, there are many thunders and rains, and you are never by Hao Guang's side......"

The silver ghost took a long breath, forcibly endured and did not howl again, swallowed the sadness and guilt that surged in his heart with difficulty, and nodded heavily: "Guangguang, Dad fired the boss, from now on, Dad has been playing with you, accompanying you until you are tired of Dad, okay ......" The latter words, the silver ghost finally cried again, and his voice trembled and was almost inaudible.

Hao Guang showed a sweet smile and said weakly: "Dad, you lied to me again, your words never counted......"

The silver ghost held Hao Guang in both hands, humble as if holding the most precious treasure in the world, he wanted to swear to the sky, draw the ground as a prison, and stay by Hao Guang's side forever, but his trembling lips only had a whining sound, and he couldn't spit out a complete word.

A big hand gently placed it on Hao Guang's head, but unfortunately this big hand couldn't touch Hao Guang's soul that had not yet cultivated into a spiritual body, and then a thought came out of this big hand and gently comforted Hao Guang.

"Your dad is serious this time, and he will never leave you again until you grow up, your wings harden, and fly away from him. ”

"Uncle Zheng, is it true? You've never lied to me......

Zheng Xian took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Of course it's true, I promise." ”

The silver ghost was speechless, but nodded repeatedly.

When Hao Guang heard this, he showed a sweet smile, "Can I really fly? Even if I can fly, I won't fly away from my father? I want to be with my father......"

Then Hao Guang's eyes closed slightly, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Hao Guang is just a divine soul, and he has not yet cultivated a spirit body, and such a divine soul will be disintegrated by the three veins and turned into a complete nothingness within seven hundred and forty-nine days in the river map.

The soul of an adult is relatively strong, and it can generally survive seven or forty-nine days, but the soul of a young child is loose, and the thoughts are not strong, usually four or five days, and ten days long, and it will be disintegrated by the three veins.

Although Hao Guang's divine soul has always been in the belly of the silver ghost, and there is the power to conceive and nourish the divine soul in this realm, it is still too weak after all, and I am afraid that it will not be long before it will collapse and become invisible.

The silver ghost, who had just laughed out loud not long ago, let out a heart-rending roar at this moment.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, why do you want to live for yourself, I didn't expect that I want to die will even affect you, the sky doesn't open my eyes, why don't you let me die in the fairy world, why do I struggle to survive in the fairy world, why don't I die before I go to the fairy world? If I die early, I will definitely not have today's ......"

The soul of the silver ghost is also collapsing like an iceberg at this moment, so many difficult silver ghosts have survived, the situation in the fairy world is so bad, the silver ghost has never given up survival, has been refined into a ghoul, and has suffered from decay, the silver ghost also faces it with a smile, suffering such pain in Meng Po soup, the silver ghost is still suffering to death, refusing to relax the breath of the last one, and at this time, the silver ghost gives up so easily, there is no hope for life.

Despair can kill!