Adorable and Adorable Ghosts Chapter 229: : cruelty and regret

A small commercial vehicle with a dark body was speeding all the way on the open road in Sichuan. In the carriage, the sound of clanging objects colliding endlessly. Every time the driver turns the steering wheel, the objects behind are shaken for a while. The huge noise carried a strange whisper, which made people's scalp tingle when they heard it.

A long sword was silently placed across the driver's neck. Yuan Lin glared at the driver's face in front of her.

"You are enough! Can you drive more steadily? If you swipe the direction like this again, do you believe that my aunt will cut you off with a sword!"

This cart full of goods is all slave ghosts. It is also one of the elite forces that Yin Yangdu hides in his bones. Yuan Lin was the third group to withdraw. The battle situation on the front line is not usually tense. The two sides fought fiercely for that foot of land. People die every day, and at the same time, there are also a large number of disgusting ghosts dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

It is completely unnecessary to simply open the defense line to fully resist the offensive of the disgusting ghost. They have done their best to weaken the ghost tide as much as possible. The remaining members of the Yin-Yang Crossing can completely rely on the formation to block the remaining ghosts who are coming in one after another. And the existence of this group of them who have practiced special formulas has become an important means for Chuanyu to resist the attack of disgusting ghosts.

At this time, these so-called important means obviously did not get the treatment they deserved.

Countless items and weapons were just casually piled up in the carriage, squeezing each other into a ball. become! They can bear it in a huddle. But there is not even a packaging box, what are you trying to do?

OK! Keep things simple in wartime. But you can't treat a slave ghost as a human being, so just dangle in the car with such vigor!

"This, this is driving a car! Auntie, can we stop making trouble?"

Cold sweat broke out on Ji Mingchao's bald head. He shouldn't have returned to Su Li's side. After taking this job, he thought that he would be able to get in close contact with the top-level practitioners of Yin-Yangdu, so he was complacent for a long time. But after arriving at the place, in addition to all kinds of weapons, there are all kinds of accessories. There was a dense pile of people at the assembly point.

Especially the scene where the bracelets rolled out one after another from the woods, just thinking about it made his scalp tingle. And the earrings, the pendant-like objects, bouncing and bouncing under the dim light, he was afraid that they would break if they didn't pay attention! He thought to himself that you all have the ability to run from such a far place, why can't you go directly to the battlefield!

Originally, out of respect, he stuffed them into the car one by one. But later, seeing that there were more and more, he simply found a pickle and a broom, and started sweeping directly. How the **** is this pick-up? This is what made him work hard. If he had known this, he might as well have stayed by Fu Xue's side! If he had stayed, he would have fought several times on the battlefield by this time.

"Don't make trouble? It's fine if you don't make trouble, can you drive the car steadily for me!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Feeling the sharp edge on his neck, he felt the hairs on his face explode. That's really not even daring to swallow your saliva!

The vehicle shook violently again. If Yuan Lin hadn't pulled the sword away abruptly, Ji Mingchao's head would have been separated from his body.

"You trash, you just said to drive well with your front foot, and then you give me a kick with your back foot, you don't want to die, right! !”

Ji Mingchao was about to cry.

"Here, there is a hole in the ground, can you still blame me?"

“…”

Yuan Lin's face froze, and she turned back to her transfigured items. For the first time in her life, she felt that it was a mistake for the slave ghost to transform into an easy-to-carry item.

In the ruins on the outskirts of XX City, members of Yin-Yang Ferry in twos and threes gathered together, carefully handling the wounds. The woman carefully pasted the paper talisman in her hand on the man's black wound, gritted her teeth and tore it off for him.

The wound that had already healed burst open again in an instant. The man bit a branch he had picked up anywhere, and let out a cry of pain, with sweat looming on his forehead. He spit out the branch he was biting in his mouth, and let the woman cast a healing spell on his wound again.

The talisman paper does not have the function of healing wounds. Although it can effectively absorb the residual energy of the disgusting ghost, as the blood gushes out from the wound and superimposes the means of recovery, when the blood coagulates, the talisman paper will be stuck to the wound. On the wound. If it is not removed for a long time, there is no doubt that there will be many cheap and unclear tattoos on his body. Moreover, his wound was in danger of festering at any time.

With the existence of black air, the wound will not heal. Black air must be drawn out first. But if the talisman paper was allowed to pull out the black energy without using recovery methods, then he would lose blood and die before the black energy was completely pulled out. This is not a paradox, but a helpless choice for people to suffer.

"You, are you in pain?"

When a woman sees a man hurt like this, her heart aches. Seeing the resolute expression on the man's face, her heart trembled, and she lowered her head. She has a crush on him, otherwise, how could she appear on the battlefield to fight side by side with him. All along, she had hoped that one day she could be with the man in front of her, but this man's straight male cancer really made her a little unacceptable.

"Why don't you try it?"

The man squinted his eyes, with a sullen expression on his face. Even when it comes to the woman he cares about, he feels that he really has nothing to say. Are you in pain? Come on, come on, draw three knives and six holes on your body, and you will know whether it hurts or not. Is this not obvious nonsense? He doesn't understand, life is too short, you spend all your time talking nonsense, how can you still have time for practical things?

"You man, you are already like this, why are you still in the mood to argue!"

"Is this my arguing? You look big with those eyes, why don't you focus on them! Such a bowl-sized scar, do you think it hurts?"

The woman was so angry that she wanted to strangle him to death! Kindness is like the liver and lungs of a donkey, I'm afraid that's the way it is. You said kindly ask what crime you committed? People care about you, but you still choke on others, you deserve to be single for the rest of your life! She felt that she was blind to fall in love with such a man.

Thinking of this, when she started to uncover the talisman paper, she was extra slow.

The pain of tearing off the blood scab and talisman paper by pulling his flesh made the man's face change instantly.

Fuck! Women are simply unreasonable! Isn't it just two sentences? Why is the desire for revenge so strong! As soon as you raised your hand, you pulled it with lightning speed, and the pain was instant. If you pull so slowly, isn’t that torturing people?

His eyeballs are really popping out.

"It hurts, it hurts!"

The woman rolled her eyes and pulled suddenly, making the man's back straight in an instant.

The bright red blood flowed out quickly, and the woman pinched the seal on her hand, and stuck the soft golden light on the man's back. The flow of blood instantly slowed down. Bursts of itching came over, making the man subconsciously shiver. It is said that pain can also be addictive, and now he has fully experienced it.

"Hiss~~~! Comfortable."

“…”

The woman felt helpless for a while, frowning and thinking for a long time, but she didn't know what she liked about him.

"Why are you rolling your eyes? Could it be that you have overused your spiritual power and have a bad reaction?"

The man reached out and touched the woman's forehead, but he didn't think there was anything wrong.

"If you can't stand it anymore, don't hold on. Take a good rest, and I will be on guard. The next wave of enemy attacks, I don't know when it will start! Take all the time to rest and rest."

Sometimes, being moved is something that comes out of nowhere. A simple "I'll be on the alert" can make her cheeks flush with emotion. It turned out that he still cared about himself.

Such a considerate man......

"Why are you blushing, and you rolled your eyes just now! You look pretty good now. Why don't you stare at it for a while? You know, I can't count all the big and small holes. I can squint for a while. When those disgusting ghosts rush up, remember to call me."

"Then go and rest!"

The woman's voice turned cold in an instant, and all her thoughts before she dared to be affectionate were all her own sentimentality. No one cares about you. It's just that I want to lie down for a while.

"That's fine, I'm not polite."

The man looked at her and lay down on his own.

The woman suddenly became even more angry, and the veins burst out in the hands holding the uniform. She gritted her teeth and looked at the man in front of her, endured it for a few times, and finally suppressed her anger.

The man is lying on his side with his back. He is covered with wounds now, only this posture can make him feel a little more comfortable. The wound on his chest was cut by the disgusting ghost's knife in order to protect her. The injury on his right rib was pierced by the disgusting ghost's weapon in order to push him away.

The woman watched, tears filled her eyes silently. Most of the injuries on his body were caused by her. On the other hand, except for the excessive consumption of spiritual power, all the injuries she suffered were insignificant scratches. Her heart melted. What if I can't speak? It's nothing more than a straightforward temper. So what if you don't know what to say? As long as he has her in his heart and can be intimate with her, then all problems will no longer be problems.

If you don't understand romance and coax girls, that's even better! Save worry and effort for a lifetime, don't worry that other girls will fall in love with him, don't be careful that there will be rivals in love. After all, there are not many girls in this world who are as blind as her.

I used to stand on the edge of life and death every day. At that time, they were ignorant, timid, and always cautiously probing, but never dared to take a step forward. People like them who deal with death understand better what responsibility is. I also know more about the full meaning behind the word responsibility.

Build relationships and even start families. For precarious people like them, it has always been a luxury. They couldn't bear it, and they didn't want to think about the heavy blow that would be brought to their families behind the sudden death. However, they also don't want to leave such a huge regret for their not very long life.

He must take a break, if only for a moment. The strong mental concentration made his reactions start to be a little sluggish. Coupled with the pain all over his body, he was really not sure that he would be able to protect her from the next round of attacks by the disgusting ghost. Just for a while! Just a little while! Let his muscles relax a little, so that his tense nerves can relax a little. In just a short while, he would be able to stand up vigorously again, and then stand in front of her, shielding her from the wind and rain.

The woman stuck her head out of the ruins.

Among the constantly rotating formation, the figures of five or six slave ghosts loomed. With the protection of these formations, they are still safe for the time being, at least until the effectiveness of the formation is exhausted this round.

Look around. All ghost messengers are sitting on the ground. Among the respective groups, the teams that were originally full were now more or less damaged. Some people fall down and get up again. But there are still many people who, once they fall, never stand up again.

She lightly stroked the man's dirty face. He is such a clean person, but now he hasn't washed his face for many days.

The phenomenon of excessive use of spiritual power began to occur on her body, and her fingers trembled more and more, which gradually became uncontrollable. The finger even poked the man's face directly.

The woman's tears couldn't help but slanted down, poking his cheek with such a big movement, he didn't even have the slightest reaction. Little tears fell on the man's face, she finally stopped suppressing her emotions and burst into tears.

It never occurred to her that she would wash his face with her own tears for the first time in her life. Holding his sleeves with trembling hands, he gently wiped his cheeks, wiping away the dust and blood on his face little by little. The stain was mixed with blood, no matter how much she asked her to wipe it, it was all red and black, and she couldn't clean it off.

The first time I washed his face, it became the last time so quietly.

Bitting her lower lip desperately, looking at the man who was hunched over and unable to breathe, she only felt that her heart ached beyond measure.

Unfortunately, it was finally cast.

If she had known that there would be today, she should have agreed to his pursuit without hesitation. Without hesitation, follow him out for a drink of beer. She should have accompanied him to see the noisy night market long ago. She should listen to those annoying straightforward words over and over again.

However, there is no chance again.

The body on the ground is rapidly cooling down. The man who once protected her behind just walked away without a sound, and there was no possibility of standing up again.

All the surviving ghost messengers turned their faces away one by one as they looked at the wailing woman in the ruins.

Life and death will always touch people's hearts the most.

The unique whistling sound of the disgusting ghosts resounded through the world again, and everyone raised their heads and stood up straight. They held the weapons in their hands tightly, without any extra words, rushed into the formation, and used their lives to meet the attack of the disgusting ghosts again.

The flower of life blooms in an instant.

The gorgeous spells and dripping blood will always be the eternal theme on this battlefield.