Chapter 219: Little Ears

"Little Ear, we should have a good talk!"

In the underground cave, Fu Tu Fearless said in a low voice, looking at the ghost baby with a cold face and fierce eyes, his expression was sad. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Ahh

When Futu Fearless's words fell, the ghost baby's mouth opened and closed, but no words appeared, just ahh

"Who do you say I am?"

Looking at the expression of the ghost baby, Fu Tu Fearless couldn't help but ask, he actually forgot that the ghost things under the four realms were only born with a vague consciousness, but he couldn't speak, not even soul transmission.

"Uhhhhhh

Hearing Fu Tu's fearless words, the ghost baby kept nodding his head, and his eyes were shining.

"That's not right!"

Looking at the appearance of the ghost baby, Fu Tu's fearless expression suddenly changed, even if the ghost thing under the fourth realm was conscious, it would not be so clear to be able to talk to him like this!

"You're a wraith!?"

The young man shouted, his eyes bursting with a terrifying aura.

What is a resentful spirit? A resentful spirit can only form a resentful spirit if he has encountered all kinds of sufferings that make people unable to survive and die, suffer all kinds of injustices, and hate the heavens and the earth when he dies, and then when he dies, he still needs time and a place of resentment!

And he is only two years old, what kind of suffering will make him become a ghost?

And he appeared in this place, the eighth mountain in the Korean realm!

The answer is self-evident, and some monks have refined it into a wraith, and brought it to this place.

At this moment, Fu Tu Daring did not have a murderous intent towards the monk who had refined his little ears into a resentful spirit!

"Whew!"

The ghost baby whimpered, and its body floated backwards, to stay away from the Futu Fearless, such a close range of evil qi, with monstrous blood, hurt it a lot. However, it was already close to the formation, and suddenly the ghost baby let out a terrible roar, and green smoke appeared on its back.

Seeing this scene, Fu Tu Fearless hurriedly gathered his blood and qi, dispersed his evil qi, and shouted worriedly: "Little ear, how are you? I'm sorry!"

However, the ghost baby did not accept Futu's apology and stared at him with a wary face.

Looking at the ghost baby like this, Fu Tu Fearless was not a taste in his heart, his father was the leader of a gang, how could he be reduced to such a state, and the demon girl who instigated his father to kill him was obviously not an ordinary person......

Fu Tu was fearless and puzzled, looking at the ghost baby, he was silent, he didn't know what to say, he just watched it quietly, time was passing, the ghost baby whimpered, and made a low sound.

Er, Fu Tu's fearless eyes lit up, exuding a terrifying aura, but it disappeared in a flash.

Rumble!

The young man got up suddenly, and his qi burst out, if it weren't for the ghost baby, he would have blocked the qi and blood in his body, and he would definitely break through this formation at this moment and attract the attention of the outside world.

When the ghost baby's mouth opened and closed, Futu Daring saw that it had no tongue and was cut off!

At this moment, he realized why the little ears of the resentful spirit had already taken shape, comparable to that of a seven or eight-year-old child, and he could not speak.

The monk who refined him into a resentful spirit really deserves to die!

Fu Tu Fearless Qi was restrained, and when he raised his right arm, the ghost baby couldn't help but retreat and let out a terrible roar again, but it didn't hit the formation again, but looked at Fu Tu Fearless's right hand, and above his right hand, there was a light curtain.

I saw pictures staged in the light curtain, the pictures were changing, and the only thing that remained the same was the people inside!

It was two children, one was one or two years old, and the other was about ten years old.

The picture is clear!

The most striking thing in the light curtain is the eyes of the big boy, which reveal the vicissitudes of life that do not belong to this age.

The ghost baby's gaze was attracted by the picture, and unconsciously, it slowly floated towards the light curtain, and a layer of mist gradually appeared in its indifferent eyes, and its gaze did not look at the little boy who was exactly the same as it, but stared closely at the big boy whose eyes revealed the vicissitudes of life.

On the unchanging mountain, the big boy plays with the little boy, playing the role of a father, because the little boy's parents ...... All busy.

The man who had become the leader of the gang was like his father, who had an attachment to spiritual practice and followed his stepwife to practice together.

Finally, on that day, the man plunged a knife into the heart of the older boy and dug out his heart......

The light curtain dissipated, and the ghost baby whimpered, and his body rippled.

It looked at Fu Tu fearlessly, and did not retreat again, its eyes were full of doubts, and its mouth opened and closed, but it only made an ah-ah sound.

But Fu Tu Dauntless knew what it was going to ask, so he nodded heavily, his voice trembling a little, and said, "I am him!"

The past experiences all show that those dreams are real, and they are all the fearless pasts of Futu, but they have all dispersed like clouds.

Woo!

The ghost baby raised its mouth and threw itself into Futu Daring's arms with a wow, but as soon as it passed by, it was illusory.

Fu Tu turned around fearlessly, and saw the ghost baby sitting on the ground, holding his feet, bowing his head and crying.

If you want to hug it, it is an unattainable charity for today's ghost babies!

Fu Tu fearlessly crouched down, his mind moved, and an arm formed with soul power brushed the ghost baby's head, and he muttered softly, just as before.

"Little ears are good, don't cry, my father will take you to play. ”

Familiar words, but things are no longer human, he is no longer who he used to be, but a ghost baby, and he is no longer him.

The ghost baby raised its head and looked at this unfamiliar face, that familiar tone, it seemed to have returned to the mountains, to that carefree childhood, running behind the little father all day long, and the figure of the father in the memory has been blurred, and it is no longer remembered.

However, the other figure is so clear.

Yes!

The ghost baby, who was reminiscing about the past, suddenly let out a scream full of despair, its head bowed, its body trembling, as if it was afraid of something.

On its body, mysterious and gloomy runes gradually appeared, and Fu Tu looked at it fearlessly, and his heart actually had a feeling of being devoured.

Hiss!

Fu Tu fearlessly retracted his thoughts, looking at those runes, those runes were undulating, shrouding the ghost baby's body, he couldn't help but gasp, and his face changed drastically.

"Resentment!"

The young man's voice was cooler than the ice of the Nine Shadows, and his eyes were like blades, exuding a terrifying aura.

Resentment is the spirit of resentment, and the birth of the resentment spirit is that the monk subjectes the living to all kinds of desperate encounters, treats them with incomparably cruel means, and then kills them at a specific time and in a specific place.

Hundreds of thousands of living people may not necessarily be able to give birth to a single spirit.

And the appearance of the spirit of resentment is a hundred times more cruel than the birth of the spirit of resentment. Magnify the means of the living a thousand times, and then use them on the spirits, go through all kinds of unimaginable suffering, and finally achieve resentment!

Among the hundreds of millions of resentful spirits, none of them necessarily transformed into resentment, they were all destroyed, and their souls were scattered.

And the ghost baby, it is not a resentful spirit, but a resentment, to be precise, the ghost baby has only transformed ninety percent!

It was mutilated, not fully metamorphosed, and the mysterious runes around it suddenly broke above its head as it swirled.

What has happened to it over the years?

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