If you ask me, when Meng Dongxue said goodbye, did I have heartache. I have, that kind of heartache is accompanied by a kind of unwillingness to die without a disease, a feeling that is suppressed and blocked in my heart;

If you ask me, when Master Lin Qishan died in my arms, did I have any heartache. I have, that kind of heartache, like the loss of my father, irretrievable despair;

If you ask me, when Qin Bukong died while meditating, did I have any heartache? I have, such heartache is accompanied by the fall of a generation of grandmasters, that feeling of tragedy and desolation but nowhere to vent.

But if you ask me what kind of heartache I felt when this female ghost put her hand into my heart, I can't put it into words. Because this kind of heartache is a real pain, it is like having an extremely powerful but cold hand, which suddenly grabs every blood vessel circulating in my heart, and my blood is accumulated in the heart, expanding, and may explode at any time, I know that when this so-called explosive feeling appears, that is when I say goodbye to the world completely, so this heartache, in addition to the real pain and inability to breathe, also carries a sudden, but extremely violent fear.

Quickly, starting from my heart, the pain and suffocation spread radially throughout my body, and rushed to my brain, I only felt the blood vessels and green tendons in my neck, all burst out violently with the action of grabbing my heart, and when this feeling reached my face, I even felt as if my whole face was about to be torn apart, and it was as if my skin had been sunburned by the scorching sun for a long time, but at this moment someone poured a basin of liquor in my face.

In desperation, I instinctively used my hands to grab the female ghost's hand, but this time I felt as if I had grasped a layer of soft cotton, and I couldn't use it at all, and I wanted to pull its hand out, but I couldn't grasp it steadily. Is that all? Is this where I belong? In a place that can't be found on a map, on a dirty roof, was killed by a female ghost like this?

Qin Bukong once taught me that no matter how desperate I am, I can't give up, because giving up is tantamount to admitting defeat, and admitting defeat is tantamount to waste. I don't want to be a wreck, and I don't want to see Master and Qin Bukong again after I die, and when they ask me how I came down, I will answer them with such reasons. When I thought of this, the arrogance in my heart suddenly came out again, since I couldn't pull it out, I simply didn't pull it out, so I stepped forward, not caring that my heart was suppressed by the female ghost, I came to the place in front of it almost the tip of the nose to the tip of the nose, and as I took this step forward, the part of my heart felt a chill, this coolness was as if someone had been shot through the chest with a bullet, I felt its hand run through my body directly, from the back, But my suffocation and oppression have been alleviated a lot. When I was face to face with it, although I was still afraid in my heart, I tried to restrain myself, knowing that hitting it would hurt as much as hitting a stone, so I stopped hitting it, and bit the middle fingers of both hands in my mouth at the same time, and my teeth were strained, and I bit it through a pain between the middle fingers of both hands.

I took out my finger and spent about half a second squeezing it on it, causing my middle finger to bleed out, and then I took out my middle finger and put both hands together to insert both fingers straight into the two white eyeballs of the female ghost.

This was originally a dog's practice of jumping over the wall in a hurry, but with the help of the middle finger Zhengyang blood connecting yin and yang, it suddenly poked into its eyeballs. I knew in my heart that this female ghost was not a ghost, and although I seemed to have poked it blind, I actually only let it hold it a little, and it would soon recover. And the touch on my fingers is like my fingers poking into an eggplant, and there is that thin feeling inside. With a scream from the female ghost, I knew it was in pain, so I flexed my two middle fingers and pounded them in its eyes.

The female ghost shook her head violently, and my body was pulled with it, violently and suddenly, and there was a pain in the knuckle of the middle finger of my left hand, and I secretly thought that this was broken, and it shook its head and broke my fingers. By this time, the female ghost's hand had withdrawn from my chest, trying to grab the finger I was poking at it, and just as it was pulling away from my body, I felt a sudden deflated lightness, and although there was still a faint residual pain, it was already like a heavenly enjoyment. And because I couldn't withdraw my hand, the wrists of my hands seemed to be tightly bound by something cold and hard, even if I wanted to withdraw my hand back, I was afraid that I couldn't at the moment.

Just as I was thinking about what to do, suddenly there was a click from the wrist of my right hand, followed by a burst of pain, damn it, this is fun, the wrist of my right hand is also broken! You said that I didn't get a good deal in a fight with you, and now that I have two hands, the most important means of attack have been destroyed, even if I get away with it today, won't I become a disabled person in the future?

My hand hurt a lot, so I couldn't use my strength, I wanted to break free, but I couldn't break free anyway, and every time I broke free, my pain worsened, as if my entire right palm and left middle finger were going to leave me. In desperation, I began to stretch out my feet to kick, just like a scoundrel fighting, and I trampled a large piece of the roof tiles, but every kick was empty, my hands and feet were useless, and the only thing I could use was my head, so I didn't have time to think about it, so I slammed my forehead into the female ghost's face.

If I think about it now, I was really stupid at the time. If I had to do it again, I probably wouldn't do it again, because when I hit the female ghost, it was like my head hitting a wall, and there was a muffled thud, and my eyes blinked for a moment because of the impact, and then I was dizzy and my ears were buzzing. I felt that I was going to be unstable when I fell crookedly, and this female ghost didn't know why, but at this moment let go of my hand, and then went to cover my eyes, I couldn't stand at all because of my weightlessness, and I was standing on the edge of the roof, so I fell backwards and fell off the roof.

Generally speaking, if you calculate the height from the roof to the ground, and my body itself is also soft, if I fall like this, it must be a posture of hitting my head on the ground, although it is not high, but I will still die. Luckily, when I fell, I hit the table I was using to step on my feet, and I changed direction. I was almost on my stomach, and my left foot clicked at this moment, and my knee was also in sharp pain, which was so funny that even my knee was broken.

As a result of hitting the ground head-on, the mess of debris on the ground hit my stomach at once, and I had just escaped from the suffocation sensation of being grabbed by the heart, and these were another spasm caused by the impact, so that I could only breathe out and not inhale. I was scarred all over my body, and I couldn't care if such a big movement would be heard, because I had no other way to resist, and my hands and one foot were injured, and even if the stupid girl in the house came out, she could easily kill me, let alone this fierce female ghost. I looked up at Da Mao while I was still unconscious, but I didn't see any trace of Da Mao, not even the female ghost who was fighting with him before. Turning to look at the female ghost on the roof, it showed that triumphant smile again, the two eyes that I had poked before, but now they seemed to be unharmed, and the black round bullet hole in the door of its head began to seem to flow some blood from it.

It grinned triumphantly, as if it had finally solved its opponent, and slowly crawled down from the roof to the eaves, like a spider, hand and foot, and then slowly stood up in front of me, its body slanted, its mouth wide open and grinning, but its eyebrows, eyes and nose were still twisted, and as it laughed, some red, fishy liquid dripped from its mouth.

I was dizzy and thought this was the end. I'm not admitting defeat, I haven't given up, I just can't work hard anymore, dying like this, although it's almost the same, but over there, at least I'll explain to Qin Bukong and Master, although I'm barely a good boy, but no one stipulates that a good boy must win if he fights, right?

Thinking of this, I am still relieved. The female ghost is not good-looking, so don't look at it, save yourself from still having such a face when you die, thanks to it, I still want to think about my pine... No, Meng Dongxue.

So I was going to start closing my eyes, and just as I was closing them, I saw a strong white light coming from the back of my head towards the female ghost. Against the white light, I saw the female ghost's triumphant expression, which turned to astonishment, and then to horror. Just when I saw it in horror, the white light disappeared, and the blink of an instant white light made my eyes a little uncomfortable, but in the darkness, I saw a hand stretched out, not to lift me, but like a big claw, it grabbed the top of the female ghost's head at once.

Before I could figure out the situation, I saw that the hand seemed to be clenching hard, and the female ghost's expression became more and more frightened, and then, the big hand suddenly clenched and turned into a fist, and the female ghost disappeared at this moment, but there was still a continuous scream in my ears, which spread in the night.