Guardian Chapter 84: Have a round? I can’t support it.
There is less and less flesh and blood on the ghost monsters.
The yard is littered with wriggling stumps and broken arms.
The first appearance of the silver corpse, Da Mao, is perfect.
How can the improvised flesh and blood stuff compare with the silver corpse puppets known for their flesh.
It doesn’t take long.
The ghost gambling monster was destroyed by violence to only a half.
A middle-aged man with gray eyes and a sticky body pulled a sticky silk thread from Roshan and squeezed it out.
This is the middle-aged dutiful son who hasn't changed his gambling nature, the old lady died, and sold her soul to the gambling shop as a gambling product.
"Why is one money short, why is one money short." He was already confused, and roared entirely with obsession instinct.
Chen Feng waved his hand to signal Da Mao not to waste time.
For this kind of person, Chen Feng is not uncommon to do it himself.
It's okay to bet and play, but don't lose your mind and your heart of entertainment.
This is just a pastime, a bridge to pass the time or connect feelings.
Turn the cart before the horse and use this as a means of making money to support your family. I can only tell you that ten bets and nine losses are just the beginning, and ten bets and ten losses are the end.
The favorites of casinos are gamblers who have a mentality of "you may not lose if you have a gamble".
Especially online gambling, you are looking at other people's interest rates, and they are looking at your principal.
Don't talk about the background manipulation of others, just talk about the margin, and they will make a steady profit.
There is a saying, how to play mahjong, all four lose, and the table wins. That's how it is said.
Chen Feng has seen a lot in his previous life, gamblers who gambled until they lost their jobs, lost their careers, sold cars and sold houses, lost their wives, and gamblers who wanted to borrow money and get back their capital. Most of the gamblers finally got involved. The evil way of no return.
If gambling can really make a fortune, the country will not crack down hard, right?
A word of persuasion, small gambling, don’t touch the big gambling, let alone poison, no matter how much, touch a little, your whole life, even your family, is over.
Hey, it's far away, let's talk about the silver corpse and the big hair.
Da Mao whimpered and rushed over, biting and swallowing the middle-aged man.
He looks at Chen Feng as he protects food, with a severed palm in his mouth.
The broken palm is still struggling, and there are only three fingers left.
How did Chen Feng feel the broken palm of the three fingers, the one in the ghost story he told Chen Mingting.
Holding the grass...Chen Fengxin screamed, how did he forget Chen Mingting? Didn't this brother bring his colleagues to play money? Why didn't he see him?
I haven't seen the gambling houses on both sides of the yin and yang, is it a modifier? Where did those people go?
Chen Feng suppressed his doubts and greeted Da Mao to enter the void shuttle.
This guy hesitates, looks like he hasn't eaten enough, so stupidly, Deng took an arm and handed it to Chen Feng, saying whether you can eat or not, give me some more time, there are so many pieces on the ground, don't waste it.
"You eat a soft-shelled turtle." But Chen Feng was disgusted, and Xin said that when you ate it, you were melted by the yellow spring water in the meat sac in your belly. The yellow spring water is not high enough. Use some rancid liquid as a hidden device for bad breath?
Do you want to be a mouth-heavy spray?
After turning off Da Mao and entering the void shuttle, Chen Feng went to help Cao Guangxiao deal with the grievances.
If this resentment succeeds, Cao Guangxiao's performance list can add a big sum.
When Chen Feng rushes over.
It can be regarded as a real experience of how the soul-suppressor is restrained.
The Soul Slayer is not like a vulgar warrior who only knows the use of violence like the Demon Slayer.
They are very particular about the formation and coordination, and the methods are more fancy.
Under the command of Cao Guangxiao, the soul-suppression envoy did not step up to the hard steel.
In the periphery, there are black flags made by refining, and the four-xiang gossip formations are trapped in the soul.
There is a rune chain on the inside to control the movement of the evil spirits.
Between the eyes of each formation, there are soul nails placed to prevent accidents.
In short, I don't know how other soul-suppressing teams are holding their souls. Anyway, Cao Guangxiao's soul-suppressing envoys face resentment first, and they are first in control, methodical, and stable.
Although the evil spirits are getting heavier and worse, the evil spirit is abnormally quiet, but his thoughts convey a questioning resentment that "will hold on for a few more rounds".
According to the level of the resentful soul, generally speaking, the resentful soul is grieving, with deep resentment, strong destructive power, and its fierceness and horror.
At this level, it is rare to be able to maintain a "quiet" state.
"This is past the stage of resentment, and has begun to evolve towards resentful spirits." Cao Guangxiao saw Chen Feng approaching and explained to him in a soft voice, "The resentful spirits will give birth to new rationality, spirituality, and intelligence. Will easily obliterate it."
Seeing Chen Feng nodded hesitantly, Cao Guangxiao knew that he hadn't digested it thoroughly, so he had to make an analogy for him, "The mirror of the soul-suppressing department and the spirit of the soul-suppressing stele are said to be two grievances. The spirit grows up slowly."
That childish face and bark face?
Chen Feng gave a cry, suddenly nodded. He didn't expect the tree spirit to have trouble before. It's really strange to have this background. I really want to call a life of a soul prostitute. I think the melon must be very sweet.
"Soul Curse." Cao Guangxiao waved his hand and let out a low voice when he saw that the preparations were ready.
The surrounding town spirit envoys have everything available, such as yellow gourd, white jade bottle, amber snuff bottle, purple sand teapot, golden silk handbag...
This is the soul-guarding ability of the soul-suppressor, the soul container engraved with the rune pattern, and the soul gathering curse, waiting for the idle soul, and grabbing it.
In terms of the value of force, the Soul Suppressor may not be as good as the Demon Slayer and the Demon Envoy, but when it comes to dealing with the soul, the other two cannot keep up.
The soul curse started, and the runes engraved in the various soul containers lighted up, and the wisps of resentment began to gather in the center.
"Hold a round, hold a round..." The grieving murmur became anxious with the sound of the Curse of the Soul, and the stable "emotions" became anxious.
"Convergence, stabilize the formation, the front team retreats to the squadron, and the back team sets up the mountain lock." Seeing the resentment and shame, Cao Guangxiao personally went out to draw out a shining five-element plate.
This five-element plate Chen Feng had seen it once when he replaced Uncle No. 5 in the celestial naming room. It was a magical tool owned by the tomb master-level team Zheng, the full name of the five elements plate.
The soul ambassador heard Cao Guangxiao's order, and the personnel ran away. The three soul ambassadors behind them had rune chains in their hands, centered on the evil spirits, arranged in a triangle, and each threw the chains in their hands at each other.
The three of them spread the veil down like bouncing cotton, and put the chain on Yu Sha's body.
The five-element plate in Cao Guangxiao's hands, circulating the spirit of the five elements, enveloped the evil spirits.
The resentment and impatience "emotions" slowly stabilized, and within a long time, the soul calmer will be done and the soul arrest will succeed.
In this stable situation, there was a sudden hum.
A flying sword of clear light fell from the sky.
The sword energy raged, not only shook the Five Elements Disk, but also tore the Dingshan Lock.
The flying sword seemed to be spiritual, and it slashed with a single sword, directly breaking the black flag of the soul-staying formation.
The evil spirit was stimulated by the sword qi, and went straight away, the evil spirit shook, the black smoke turned into black inflammation, and a roar of anger resounded through the sky:
"Hold for a round, how many more rounds I have to support, my old lady won't support it, can't it work."
She She...Intensive sound.
Chen Feng looked up.
Wow, you big watermelon, many swords fell from the sky and flew down.