The Heartless Mage Chapter 224: Bone God (2)

No intention to ignore him, just let Shi Gaofei sit with him and don't move. Picking up a pile of bones that he had brought upstairs, he sat on the ground, thinking that the bones contained evil spirits. A bone **** is already very difficult to deal with, and I can't help him any more. With his back facing the two of them on the bed, he lowered his head and pressed the wound on his finger to his sharp teeth, reluctantly filing back and forth a few times.

Squeeze hard to deepen and widen the wound, and he smeared the surface of the bone with blood. The blood is really abundant, and the red seeps into the shallow lines on the surface of the bones. After one bone was painted, he painted the second bone.

All five fingers soon had wounds. He picked up the last bone and was just trying to squeeze a little more blood, but before he could move, a golden light suddenly penetrated above the door in front of him. The splendid big head is the bone god.

Bone God looked at the row of bones neatly placed on the ground, and was startled at first, then roared at Wuxin. The bones in Wuxin's hand broke immediately, but the red and green light group that escaped passed through Wuxin's scarred **** hand, and although it tried to fuse when it rose to mid-air, the light groups were intertwined and could not be merged into one. Within a short while, the red and green rays of light gradually disappeared, the light group dimmed into an ordinary piece of soul, and the firefly disappeared.

Bone God stared at Wuxin angrily: "Wizard boy, you killed all my friends!"

Wuxin smiled at him and raised a hand at the same time. Looking down at the row of bones in front of him, he suddenly shouted loudly and slapped down with all his strength. Where the palm of the hand touched, the bones were extremely rotten, and shattered into bone **** along the **** lines. Countless scattered souls soared to the ground, and at the same time, the bone **** ripped through the flesh of Wuxin's palm, giving him a drenching hand of blood. He raised his hand and waved towards the Bone God, and with a slap in the face, he was beaten to pieces. Unexpectedly, the bone **** moved faster and disappeared in mid-air in an instant.

As he disappeared, the doors and windows hummed and vibrated. Wuxin got up and rushed back to the bed, shook the quilt, and covered himself and Shigaofei Bai Daqian together. The sound of an explosion that was close at hand suddenly sounded, and the broken glass splashed on the soft thick quilt. Only the exposed feet were injured, but Shi Gaofei and Wuxin were wearing sneakers, and Bai Daqian was wearing leather shoes, both thick and hard. , but resisted the attack of the glass ballast.

As soon as the window shattered, Wuxin immediately got out of the quilt and crouched down in front of the broken glass on the floor. He raised his hands and patted the floor, leaving **** handprints one by one. When Shi Gaofei saw it, he was almost heartbroken and rushed to stop him: "Baby, what are you doing?"

Wuxin stood up, knowing that the broken glass had been stained with his own blood, and I dared not say the role of the side, at least a powerful ghost could not manipulate the broken glass to hurt people. Both hands were dripping with blood, and Wuxin wanted to take advantage of the blood to draw another talisman to protect Shi Gaofei and Bai Daqian, but after racking his brains, he found that he had forgotten the knowledge of drawing talismans.

The window is out of glass, but the door is in trouble again. After a muffled sound, the sharp blade broke through the door, and Wuxin smeared Shi Gaofei and Bai Daqian's faces a few times with his **** hands, then ran to the window and flew out with a single stride.

Shi Gaofei and Bai Daqian looked at the window, dumbfounded together. Shi Gaofei woke up first, stepped on the broken glass and ran to the window to look out, and then shouted into the night sky: "My son is Superman!"

The downstairs is empty, and Wuxin has disappeared. Bai Daqian upstairs hugged Shi Gaofei who wanted to jump off the building: "Your son is a superman, you are not a superman! Brother Shi, you can't die, what should I do if you die? I'll be scared to death if I don't die!"

With the fresh blood on her hands, Wuxin quietly walked through the door and entered the lobby on the first floor.

He found that since he destroyed the pile of bones and sticks, the Yin Qi in the building seemed to gradually subside. The wandering ghost also seemed to have lost its vitality, just erratic and no longer hurting people.

He stretched out his hand, beating ghosts as he walked. Hit a string of bright and dark little dots behind you. Intuitively, he found the fifth floor upwards, and the more he walked, the more he felt that something was wrong. The gloomy ghosts became thick again, but there were almost no complete ghosts along the way. His heart suddenly froze, he wondered if the Bone God really started to eat ghosts?

I'm here to exorcise the ghost, but the Bone God is here to haunt the ghost. It's impossible for the two sides to make peace no matter what. Wuxin bent over and took off his shoes, and walked fast against the wall in socks. As he walked, the soles of his feet hurt, he looked down and found that some window was shattered by the bone god, and a large piece of extremely fine glass **** was scattered on the ground.

Wuxin wanted to take a detour, but when his mind changed, he bit his teeth and leaned over to grab two big handfuls of glass slag. Continuing on tiptoe, he finally saw the Bone God floating in mid-air at the corner of the stairs leading to the rooftop.

The Bone God sits cross-legged, his hands resting on his knees, his head bowed in contemplation. Wuxin looked at the large glass window on the side of the corridor, and was very troubled in his heart - once the bone **** found out his whereabouts, the other party would have to use broken glass to smash himself into a sieve. But at the moment, he is too far away from the Bone God, and it is not a good position to launch an attack. Quietly looking at the bone **** again, he suddenly found that the other party's shape was very familiar.

He coughed meaningfully, and he was shocked. Bone God raised his head, although it was just a ghost, his eyes were like electricity, and he looked at Wuxin viciously: "What? Little wizard, are you still not willing to wait to die?"

Wuxin walked towards him calmly: "Where were you from when you were alive?"

Bone God looked at the blood-stained white socks on his feet with a sinister smile on his face: "Why, do you want to destroy me with your strange blood?"

Wuxin shook his head, his hands holding the broken glass hanging on both sides of his body: "No, I think you look like an old friend of mine..."

Fingers clutching the broken glass folded in, blood running down his fingers. The two arms were ready to move with enough strength, and he slowly said to the end: "Do you know Bai Liuli?"

Bone God's eyes widened, a look of horror on his face. At the same time, Wuxin has already thrown the glass **** in his hand forward. The finely broken glass **** was soaked with blood, and red raindrops penetrated the ghost of the bone god. Wuxin full of thought that the bone **** at least howled before the soul flew away. Unexpectedly, the golden light of the bone **** only flashed violently, and then disappeared together with the light and ghost.

Without the heart to endure the pain and stand on the spot, he grinned, feeling that the Bone God should be completely dead, but it was too quiet to die, and he lived up to his radiant image and his temper shattered.

Wanxin limped back to the room. A large kitchen knife that was not cut through was embedded in the door panel, and it was unknown which Specter had attempted the murder. Shi Gaofei and Bai Daqian, whose faces were covered in blood, saw Wuxin, who was covered in blood. Not to mention Shi Gaofei, even Bai Daqian was dumbfounded and heartbroken.

The three entered Bai Daqian's room next door. Bai Daqian's room was complete except that there were no sheets and quilts on the bed. Shi Gaofei carried Wuxin by the waist to the bathroom. He wiped the wound with a towel dipped in water. Bai Daqian stood tremblingly at the door, stuck his head in and asked, "Wuxin, I'm a little confused - what did you do just now? Why do I feel like the world is at peace now?"

Wu felt distressed and fainted, grinning and taking in the cold air. So Shi Gaofei shoved Bai Daqian out.

Shi Gaofei took off his close-fitting long-sleeved T-shirt, cut the fabric with a knife to pick up the thread, tore the T-shirt into a bandage, wrapped his two wounded hands into bear paws, and bound a wounded foot. Big dumplings. Shirtless and wearing a coat, he walked into the room with Wuxin on his back. The chandeliers and TV in the room were all turned on, and Bai Daqian looked up at Wuxin in panic: "Wuxin, if you say something, what's going on? Are we safe?"

Inadvertently, she made a low "um" sound.

Bai Daqian immediately became happy: "Really? You killed the ghost?"

Unintentionally nodding again: "Yeah."

Then he puts his head on Scouffy's shoulder and begins to pretend to be asleep. Shi Gaofei bent over and weighed him up, then said to Bai Daqian, "Don't pester him, he bleed a lot just now."

Bai Daqian closed his mouth immediately, thinking that he really had a great deal of luck, and actually made the business! Regardless of the facts, the results belong to you anyway. In the future, he has to be nice to Shi Gaofei and Wuxin. He thought that when he learned Wuxin's skills, he would make a lot of money in the future, and he would also go to Jinguang Temple to be a big benefactor, making the old bald donkey of HSBC dumbfounded!