Chapter Twenty-Five: My Blood Is So Dick?
readx;? The stack of ghost talismans stained with my blood was thrown behind me violently, and it rained like a spell rain in the air. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
The two resentful spirits, Su Qianqian's one has always been running at the front, and it has not the slightest fear of this ghost drawing talisman, it has already learned this thing before, and it will not hurt it at all.
Even if it was now almost a piece of ghost drawing talismans, it didn't care about it, and plunged into the rain of spells.
"Shhh......hhh Whew!"
At the moment when he entered the rain of spells, the moment a ghost talisman that seemed to have no attack power fell on him, the whole time seemed to suddenly stand still.
A faint cloud of green smoke suddenly swept up from his body, and the blood-stained spell actually burned in an instant, directly burning his body.
He howled in pain, and his whole body fell directly to the ground involuntarily, rolling wildly.
But on the ground, there were still many charms sprinkled on the ground, and he was rolling like this, but he came into contact with more charms.
Bang bang bang!!
A crackling sound like a firecracker burst rang out, and the entire entity he had condensed was burned, and it seemed that the situation was gradually collapsing.
Sadako obviously didn't expect those ghost talismans to have such a terrifying effect, and for a while she actually stopped moving forward, standing next to the ghost talisman in a daze, but she didn't dare to take another half step forward.
"Liu Bo! The Sanqing Halal Mantra has worked!"
When Su Qianqian was running, she glanced back uncontrollably, and suddenly stopped, pulled my arm and shouted.
"Huh?"
I was stunned, ignoring the injury in my palm, stopped, turned around and looked behind me, and immediately found the tragic condition of the middle-aged resentful spirit.
I know better than anyone else whether the Three Halal Mantras have any effect, but seeing the miserable appearance of this middle-aged resentful spirit at this moment does not seem to be a fraud, and I have no reason to doubt it in my heart, could it be that these Three Halal Mantras can really deal with these resentful spirits?
It's a pity that the Three Halal Curses I threw out were still too few, and I didn't completely kill this middle-aged resentful spirit, until the last Three Halal Curses exploded and burned out on him, and he was already dying.
But it's just dying, not dead!
At this moment, he stared at me tightly with hideous scarlet eyes, as if he had seen a father-killing enemy who did not share the sky, I guess I should be more interested in him than Su Qianqian in his heart at this time, right?
Damn it!
My heart froze, although I didn't know what the reason was at the moment, but I still had the attitude of giving it a try, and snatched the crumpled stack of three pure words from Su Qianqian's hand.
Then he took out one and threw it at the middle-aged wraith.
He obviously felt scared at this time, and subconsciously took a step back and dodged.
"Huh, does this thing really work?" I was a little stunned, if this thing really worked, Su Qianqian wouldn't be too much of a loss to spend 20,000 or 30,000 yuan to buy a stack back.
With the Three Halal Mantras in my hand, my heart was immediately relieved, and I was not in a hurry to escape.
Suddenly, as if a villain had won the will, his left hand shook the Sanqing Halal mantra in his hand, and his right hand surrounded Su Qianqian, who was hiding in my arms at the moment, and a heroic meaning suddenly rose in my heart.
There are great charms in hand, and I have a posture in the world.
Of course, if it hadn't been for Sadako accidentally touching the ghost drawing, and then there was nothing wrong with it, I think I would have played this outfit more thoroughly.
Unfortunately, there are no ifs in this world.
I dragged Su Qianqian again and fled frantically.
Why didn't it work?! I blew up that middle-aged resentful spirit so much that I couldn't even recognize him.
What exactly went wrong?
I carefully combed through the various details during the period, could it be that some of these ghost talismans are effective, and some are not?
Thinking of this, I immediately shook my head, this should not make sense.
So what is the reason for this?
I carefully looked at the ghost drawing talisman in my hand, until the wound in the palm of my hand spilled blood again, staining a ghost drawing talisman red, and my mind suddenly flashed with inspiration!
It's blood! It's my own blood!
Those working Halal mantras stained my blood!
Suddenly an impulse arose in my heart that I couldn't get rid of, it must be so!
I'll just say, I've had a feeling since I was a child, that I'm not an ordinary person, and that I will definitely become a savior, but as I grow up, the cruelty of reality makes me an ordinary little dick like a hidden dragon in the abyss.
But gold, even if it's a little dick, it's also a little dick with a golden glow!
With such a dick of blood, he was born destined to become a superhero who eradicates evil and saves the world!
I'm even starting to think about the combat uniform I'm going to wear to save the world.
Superman's panties over the outside?or Spider-Man's tights?uh...... Batman's is not bad, hunting the wraiths of the world in the dark......
Well, I'll admit I'm thinking a little too far at the moment.
Although I have already determined in my mind, I still have to do another experiment.
I turned around abruptly, and almost with all the strength of my milk, I threw out the three halal mantras in my hand that were stained with my blood.
This time it smashed directly on the body of the middle-aged resentful spirit.
Then, under the stunned eyes of the middle-aged resentful spirit, the Sanqing Halal Curse that smashed on him suddenly emitted a faint ball of blood, and then cracked like an explosion in a cannon battle, and then like a fire meeting tar, it immediately burned on him.
And sure enough, it was!
I made up my mind, and threw away the useless Three Halal Mantras in my hand, and I was more willing to believe in my own blood than this thing at the moment.
I waved my right hand desperately, and every violent shake could throw out a large patch of blood, and the blood seemed to be like a raindrop to the middle-aged resentful spirit and Sadako.
And at this moment, I clearly saw the horror in the eyes of the middle-aged resentful spirit and Sadako.
They are afraid of my blood!
At this moment, I felt that my world was full of light, and suddenly a world quote came to mind.
When God closes the door for you, he will surely open a window for you.
This sentence is indeed very philosophical.
I was entangled in Sadako, but I found that my blood was able to restrain her!
I've already begun to fantasize about the wonderful life of threatening Sadako with blood in my hand to make her serve tea and pour water.
But...... But......
Why do I feel a groggy feeling in my head at the moment?
Did you lose too much blood......
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