Adorable and Adorable Ghosts Chapter 243: ：……

Mourning himself is conceited, but conceit does not mean he is stupid. No one feels guilty about stepping on a few ants. Naturally, no one would think that playing with ants is a bad thing. What's more, playing with a few ants can make Ye Manshan burn with anger and make a big loss, so this kind of playing can be raised to a tactical level in an instant.

Ye Manshan's disgusting ghosts are all bearing her anger. The flickering ripples on the water mirror often make it too late for him to switch to the screen, and the disgusting ghost carrying the mana ripples of the water mirror will be killed by the furious Ye Manshan. In desperation, he had no choice but to turn to the disgusting ghosts in the distance, driving them to observe Ye Manshan's every move from a distance.

Everyone thought he was going to make a move. This conclusion is correct. Su Li had a good grasp of his psychology, he really couldn't stand the loneliness, and wanted to move his body to announce his arrival to them. But Su Li never thought that he never intended to capture Ye Manshan.

In the long years, many things are not static. In the past, he always attacked and killed Ye Manshan immediately, because he thought that Ye Manshan, who had become a mortal, would be a kind of blasphemy to the goddess deep in his mind as long as she lived. But now, he suddenly felt the need to take a serious look at this mortal body. Because of her existence, because she is still shining, and also because that frown and smile can always stir his heartstrings.

Since there is no threat, her existence is no longer a problem. Mourning suddenly had a whim, if Su Li was gone, would he have a chance to walk by her side. Although a hundred years is extremely short, as soon as this thought appeared, it made his heart tremble, and he could no longer control himself.

Thousands of years of ignoring, those eyes that always turn a blind eye.

If you can have such an opportunity, even if you are a mortal body, even if it is just a substitute. Even if it's just a hundred years. Such a short time was hardly considered time in his long life. He could try something like this that he had never done before, instead of blindly killing.

Looking at the graceful figure running in the city, a ferocious smile appeared on his ordinary face. The deep-seated hatred in his chest dissipated in an instant. He straightened his body and strode out of the hotel where he was hiding. Unknowingly, he had raised Su Li, who was despised in the past, to a level equal to him. It was precisely because of this that he had ideas that he would never have had before.

Su Li could tolerate her being a mortal body, so why couldn't he?

No one who saw Mourning's smile would think it was a happy expression. But he is really happy. Because after a long time, he finally found a new way to relieve the resentment in his heart. Of course, the premise of all this is that Su Li must die!

He took a last look at the water mirror, and Su Li's figure flashed past on it, closely following Ye Manshan tens of meters away. Even following at such a distance, Mourning still felt extremely uncomfortable. There was a stern look in his eyes, and he suddenly disappeared in place.

Rules are no strangers to Ye Manshan who used to be a god, but for her now, it is not something she can do in a short time if she wants to control and use the rules. This has led to the fact that the strengths of the two sides were not at the same level from the beginning. She could even imagine that Su Li, who had lost his true spirit, had very weak control over the rules, even if he had any. They won't be Mourning's opponents, or even one-on-one enemies.

They need time now, they need opportunity.

But once the battle begins, the rhythm cannot be easily grasped. In the face of overwhelming crowds of disgusting ghosts, even one day is a luxury.

There is no extra time for her to regain her former comprehension. Every minute and every second, Yin Yangdu is paying an extremely huge price.

It is undoubtedly a tragedy to choose death in order to live. But this is the status quo of all Yin Yang crossing members. The fact that sacrifice is inevitable has always been a theme of war. The most convenient way to reduce the loss of personnel as much as possible is to kill Mourning. But even if all of them get together, they can at most injure it severely.

Perhaps Su Li has other trump cards, but Ye Manshan knew in her heart that any trump card would come with a huge price. It is even possible to bet everything on him.

She bit her lower lip lightly, trying not to let herself think too much. But those chaotic thoughts are like messy **** of thread, while making people bored, they can't find the slightest clue at all. What kind of method will he use to solve the crisis he sees? she does not know! I can only worry silently like this, and also hesitate.

Perhaps she should tell him that she has regained her memories. But so what? Now that she is in a dilemma, what if she tells him? Further deepen his resolve to give it all? She didn't dare to bet, and she didn't even dare to think about what kind of behavior he would do if she told him that she had recovered all her memories just because he could smile!

If it was possible, she had no doubt that her man would die with Mourning with an atomic bomb in his hand.

Of course, the premise is that the atomic bomb can kill Mourning.

The blind-eyed ghost will always stop in front of her immediately, allowing her to vent her dissatisfaction. She rushed all the way to other distress signals, eager to save as many colleagues as possible who fought **** for them. The light of the sword is like snow, and the oncoming ghost will die at the touch of it. With the power of a sword, there is no single enemy in this street or in this urban area. But that disgusting ghost, as if killing endlessly, came out from every corner, and surrounded her completely, allowing her to display the wonderful knife skills, walking through them like chopping melons and vegetables, killing .

The quiet urban area was completely boiled because of her arrival. She didn't know if her continuous killings could relieve the pressure on the people on the front line, but she knew that the current situation could only make her do her best.

Ye Manshan stood with the knife back, the tip of the knife pointing down, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, and stabbing the tip of the knife into the ground hard. A golden glow emerged from the blade, surging from the blade as if it had life, and turned into a series of thin awns wrapped in the knife aura, instantly depicting a series of runes on the ground.

A large formation suddenly lit up, covering the entire street with disgusting ghosts, and it was radiant in an instant.

The golden light rose up, turning the surrounding buildings into gold. In this barren city, it looks sacred and solemn.