Celestial masters of Mount Longhu were able to communicate with Yin and Yang. Celestial masters had first appeared to sweep away the demons and monsters of the human world. Sensing the state of one's soul could be said to be a form of entry-level cultivation for celestial masters.
Inside the box, there were dozens of souls that were constantly emitting an aura of hatred and despair … They were probably lamenting the fact that after their lives had been harvested, they would still be imprisoned in this small box.
Momo lowered his head, saying in a low voice, "I don't know what a purchase coin is … But, is it okay for you to do this?"
Nero who was gulping down a large mug of draft beer looked at Momo from the side of the mug while maintaining the drinking posture.
"Trampling on these lives in order to get something … Are you treating them as trading goods?" Momo's voice became deeper.
Nero blinked, put down the big cup in her hand, and asked curiously, "I say, little brother, are you the righteous type? Ah … That's boring. I'm not the one who set the rules, I just follow the rules. Besides, I earned the money with my own ability, why can't I spend it? "
"Are you kidding me!" The table suddenly made a sound — That was the effect of Momo's hands slapping on the table. He stood up abruptly and stared at the indifferent white-haired girl from top to bottom. "Do you know how important life is?! How can you … do whatever you want!!! "
"Oh, you're really this type of person." Nero waved her hand, "It seems we don't have a chance to team up. Let's go our separate ways after this meal … By the way, little brother, don't you think you're disturbing others?"
The diners in the small restaurant were all looking over at this moment.
Momo furiously stretched out his hand to grab the box full of souls.
"Don't move." Nero said coldly.
At this moment, Momo felt like he was being stared at by countless evil spirits. The surroundings were filled with killing intent, which made his body stiffen instinctively.
He subconsciously looked at this white-haired girl … This wasn't a look that a human should have.
"You want to save these souls?" Nero said indifferently, "Sure, but you'd better be prepared to be cut … I'm not that easy to talk to."
"You …"
"I still stand by my words." Nero took back the box at this time. "I'm just following the rules. I will only do so if the rules allow it. If you have any dissatisfaction, you can look for the person who made the rules. "
That enormous killing intent didn't disappear at all. Under Nero's gaze, Momo only felt more and more pressure … It even exceeded the normal state of facing the White Tiger's young master, Huang Baifu.
"Forget it." At this time, Nero stretched herself, and the murderous intent in the air disappeared instantly. She stood up and put the painting tube on her back, "Anyway, it doesn't matter if I'm alone."
When Nero turned around and left, Momo sat down and lowered his head.
He subconsciously grabbed the handle of the black wooden sword leaning on the table, but found that even though he had already grasped the handle of the wooden sword, his fingers still had a kind of unsteady feeling … His strength, his method, had not yet recovered.
"Oh … I almost forgot."
But Nero's voice sounded in front of him again at this time, which made Momo suddenly raise his head, tensing up his body nervously.
Nero just reached out and took a skewer of barbecue on the table, smiling and saying, "Thank you for your treat … Righteous little brother, bye bye ~"
She left calmly like this.
The small restaurant was noisy again, but Momo's mind was full of one thing: The person who made the rules.
The person who made the rules … The person who made the rules … Was this the rule made by the senior?
Using human souls as the currency of the transaction.
"Senior, what are you …"
…
After leaving the small restaurant, Nero looked around the street and muttered while biting the kebab, "Righteous little brother … probably the boss likes this kind of so-called noble character very much."
When they walked through an alley, a stray dog poked its head out and stared at Nero pitifully … or rather, at the barbecue in her hand.
Nero also stared at this pitiful dog, eating the food in her hand one by one, and finally threw the remaining barbecue on the ground, but the dog just looked at it, hesitating to move forward.
Nero smiled, "You don't even have the courage to fight for the abandoned leftovers … I say, you'd better die."
The dog didn't move forward in the end, it just bared its teeth and retreated into the alley little by little.
Nero didn't continue to stay, her fingers hooked behind her back, walking briskly, humming a song and gradually disappearing into the crowded street.
She was alone.
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…
It seemed that she always encountered that kind of unexpected and inexplicable things recently … Song Ying thought so.
She remembered that not long ago, she had already been lost in the thick fog — That incident at the Fallen Cliff could be said to be a narrow escape.
Song Ying felt that her nerves had already been trained to be very tough … She had even seen zombies, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
But in fact, she was indeed a little scared now.
In the thick fog, there was moisture everywhere, but in this cold season, it was not a good thing … If she had known that the jacket was coming, Song Ying would have huffed on her hands.
Speaking of which, the thick fog came suddenly, and whether it was Song Haoran, Luoqiu, or even Zhang Qingrui, they all disappeared suddenly — But obviously, this was not a dream.
The child of the Dragon God, the legend hidden in the mountain village where the Song Family's ancestral house was located … This couldn't be true, right?
Thinking so, Song Ying took out her mobile phone, but found that there was no signal at all. She couldn't help but take back her mobile phone, discouraged.
"At least one person …" Song Ying slowly explored in one direction, thinking that it would be good to meet at least one person … Even if she met Miss Zhang, it would be better than the current situation.
Maybe she should stay where she was?
But now, he had already lost the direction that he had set off in. Song Ying had to hold a stick like branch (picked up from the ground) tightly, and moved forward cautiously.
Suddenly, a strange sound rang in Song Ying's ears. This made her stop abruptly, and her hands clenched the thick and long branch again, while her eyes … her eyeballs moved slowly from side to side.
She didn't even dare to move her head — Because at this moment, Song Ying felt that something seemed to appear beside her shoulder.
Her body trembled slightly, and she slowly turned her neck. Finally, she saw something, and it seemed to be slowly moving its neck over like her.
Finally, when her eyes met with the two red lights, a hot breath directly erupted on her face, directly blowing her long hair into a mess.
Ah —!!
She didn't want to run away.
At this moment, Song Ying didn't know where the courage came from, but at this moment, she swung the branch in her hand and fiercely hit the two red lights in front of her, a black shadow that she couldn't see clearly!
The thick and long branch hit something firmly, and Song Ying really felt that kind of feeling — But at the same time, the branch also broke in an instant.
Undoubtedly, such an attack obviously didn't have any effect.
The two red lights suddenly flashed, and at the same time, a loud roar rang out — — the huge thing in the fog was emitting something that made Song Ying tremble.
Run —!
Countless thoughts of running away burst out in Song Ying's mind at the same time, and they gathered into the power of fear, driving Song Ying to quickly run back with a pale face.
But only for a moment, Song Ying felt that her body suddenly became relaxed … as if she had lost all gravity in an instant!
No, her body was falling down at this moment!
But she didn't know what she was stepping on in the air!
This state of weightlessness instantly maximized Song Ying's fear, and at the same time, it made her mind jump crazily, perhaps it could become a state of carousel lantern.
— If you are going to die, then who do you want to see the most?
Suddenly, such a question emerged in Song Ying's memory … This was the question she asked Luoqiu when she and Luoqiu were trapped in the cold storage and almost froze to death.
Several figures suddenly flashed in front of Song Ying's eyes …
If …
If it wasn't so dishonest …
Then it would be fine …
But …
But something suddenly entangled Song Ying's body at this moment. Song Ying felt that she was tightly strangled, but at the same time, it slowed down her falling speed.
Before she could react, she felt her body colliding with the ground. Fortunately, due to the cushioning effect, she only felt pain after taking this hit, and did not suffer any fractures.
Song Ying lay on the ground and rested for a long time before she had the strength to move her body — She should have been saved by some vine-like things when she fell.
She was really lucky … She couldn't remember how many times she had been saved from the jaws of death.
Sometimes, Song Ying didn't know whether it was her luck or her misfortune … She began to look at the place where she fell.
It seemed to be a place like a deep pit, or a crypt? But it was not a magical thing to have such a geographical environment in the deep mountains and forests.
Song Ying already felt that she was extremely lucky that she didn't fall off a cliff.
But at this moment, she heard a sound … It seemed that something was approaching her in the darkness. This made Song Ying's pores open because of nervousness.
"Who … who is here!!" Song Ying quickly got up, and at the same time, she grasped the broken half of the branch tightly, and without saying anything, she struck forward.
"Miss Song?"
Suddenly, Song Ying heard a voice that she recognized … But it was too late, and the branch was knocked down heavily.
Song Ying didn't know where she hit, but only heard a painful groan and then the sound of someone falling to the ground.
Song Ying hurriedly took out her phone, and turned on the flashlight.
At this moment, the person who fell on the ground, looking a little embarrassed and frightened, was Zhang Qingrui, the young lady of the Zhang Family who accompanied her all the way.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know …" Song Ying hurriedly threw away the broken branch in her hand.
"Miss Song Ying, can you pull me up first … I seem to have sprained my ankle when I fell …" Zhang Qingrui gritted her teeth and said painfully.
…
Speaking of which, the young lady of the Zhang Family was really miserable.
According to her words, she seemed to have been separated suddenly, and in the process of looking for others, she seemed to have bumped into something, and in a panic, she fell into this deep pit.
But Zhang Qingrui wasn't as lucky as Song Ying. She sprained her ankle when she fell, and … she was hit by Song Ying's stick.
The place where she was hit was the elbow, and it might have hurt the bone. Seeing that Zhang Qingrui couldn't raise her right hand, and her face was full of pain, Song Ying had to ask awkwardly, "Are … you afraid of pain?"
"It should be fine." Zhang Qingrui said in a low voice.
At this moment, Song Ying touched her calf with both hands, which surprised Zhang Qingrui.
Song Ying moved to the front of Zhang Qingrui, and pressed her ankle gently, looking up at her, "Well … it's okay. It might be painful later, but just bear with it for a while. Once it's over, you'll feel better. Trust me. "
"Okay …" Zhang Qingrui grasped her collar nervously.
"I'm going to start!" Song Ying took a deep breath, and then exerted her strength instantly.
Instantly, Zhang Qingrui let out a whine … but she pressed her lips tightly, trying not to make any sound.
The pain in that instant made her want to cry. But after the pain was over, the soothing feeling coming from the injured area made her feel much better.
"Miss Song Ying, you're so awesome." Zhang Qingrui looked at her with admiration … if she was in Song Ying's shoes, she wouldn't be able to deal with it.
"It's okay. Anyway, someone said I'm a tough woman. If I don't understand, it'll be abnormal, right?" Song Ying said while gnashing her teeth, and then glanced at Zhang Qingrui. Zhang Qingrui chuckled with her lips closed.
Song Ying was stunned for a while … If I were a man, I would probably be captivated by such a sweet smile, right?
Knowledgeable, talented, gentle, quiet, generous and smart … these were all qualities that men liked.
"You … like Luo Qiu?" Lost in thought, Song Ying blurted out this question.
Zhang Qingrui didn't know how to react, and opened her mouth slightly.
They looked at each other.
Zhang Qingrui suddenly said blankly, "Doesn't he have a girlfriend?"
Song Ying shook her head, as if she was bored, "Don't call me Miss. Let's get to know each other again. I'm Song Ying, just call me Song Ying."
"Zhang Qingrui."
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