Through the daily life of Ghost Slayer

Chapter 68 The Saint's Past 2
"Old Ancestor, what should we do?" The voices of the villagers were also trembling. Although they supported the saint, their calves were also trembling.

The saint said sadly: "What else can I do? The village is over, we will live and die with the village, I am the one who harmed you, and I am the sinner of the village."

The villagers supported the saint who was about to fall on her back. They lifted her up and placed her on a flat stone slab. It was still the same as before. The villagers spontaneously knocked on the saint's legs and pressed her shoulders. For the last time, everyone's mood is very low.

The saint sincerely looked at the group of villagers whom she had grown up with. She could name everyone here. The young man with a long fork and glaring at the wolf king is called Changcun Shixiong. The shirtless strong man who is beating her legs is Hetian Wuyi who lives in the south of the village...

"I'm a sinner, I'm the one who harmed everyone, I..." The saint muttered to herself, her hands fell limply, and she had no strength to lift them up again, her eyes gradually dimmed and she lost her vitality.

"Old Ancestor, we don't blame you."

"Yes, ancestor, we have seen everything you have done for the village these years, and we all know that you are doing everything for us."

The saint pleased to put her hand on the back of the villager who was massaging her shoulders. The saint's hand was very cold, and the villagers' hands trembled. The saint smiled bitterly and said, "However, we are too weak to protect this village." , I don’t know what the agreement between the ancestors and the mountain god is, after so many years, even if there is an agreement, no one will remember it.”

During this process, the wolf king did not move. He watched the saint and the villagers indifferently, waiting patiently, as if he was very interested in this kind of life and death.

Zhang Xie noticed that the slowly rotating pentagram did not summon anything. Even the Wolf King came down from Shadowless Mountain and was not summoned deliberately. Zhang Xie began to suspect that the magic pattern only had its shape, not its power.

At this moment, the wolf king seems to be fully focused on the saint. When talking with the saint, he did not pay attention to the surroundings. This also allowed Butterfly Ren and Ganlu Temple to escape. Now is the opportunity to leave, but Zhang Xie chose to stay here .

From the eyes of the saint, he saw desperation. From their conversation, Zhang Xie captured an important message that the mountain god no longer protected Wuying Mountain Village, which undoubtedly sentenced the village to death.

The thin body of the saintess was trembling slightly. She tried desperately to stand up, but she tried many times, but fell to the ground weakly. With the previous momentum, she lay on the ground, her fingers were inserted into the soil fiercely, she was struggling continuously on the mud, the villagers who came to help her were pushed away by her, she raised her head, and shouted hysterically: "No, no Let the village be destroyed in my hands, no, absolutely not," the sharp stone cut through her palm, she didn't care at all, looking at the majestic wolf king, her voice trembled, "I can satisfy the mountain god Any request from the adults, as long as he agrees to protect our village again, I can agree to any request, any request is fine!"

The villagers couldn't bear it and didn't want to watch it any longer. The saint who used to be aloof is now lying on the ground, letting the mud cover her clothes and letting the stones scratch her skin. She is begging bitterly.

The wolf king only gave the saint a cold look, and replied indifferently: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with the mountain god, your village has no use value."

"No, no, there's more," the saint scrambled forward desperately until she reached the foot of the wolf king. She raised her head as hard as she could, her cloudy eyes lit up slightly, as if she saw hope, "Messenger of the mountain god, we still have value, and we still have value." Yes, we have people and supplies, and we can do whatever you want, and we can do everything you don’t want to do.”

The wolf king laughed loudly, his voice was like thunder, he stared at the ant-like little man under his feet, lingering under his majesty, this feeling is wonderful: "Now, I will let you die, this request should be It's not hard to do, is it?"

The face of the saint changed slightly, her eyes flickered with pain and hesitation, but when she turned her head and saw the villagers standing sluggishly not far away, she suddenly turned her eyes, and suddenly stood up with strength from nowhere. stand up.

The villagers exclaimed: "My Lady!!"

Her thin body was crumbling in the strong wind. She could no longer hear the shouts of the villagers, and could no longer feel the pain of the cold wind on her face like a knife. She pointed at the wolf king and said word by word: "If I dead, please spare the innocent villagers."

The wolf king was a little astonished, and his dark golden eyes widened. He didn't expect the weak human to stand up straight. There was no fear of death in those eyes.

"Oh, it's interesting," the Wolf King's voice was dull.

The saint closed her eyes, and in an instant, all senses came back, the cold wind was howling, the villagers were shouting, her body was gradually getting lighter, she raised the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a knowing smile, it's time, Seeing Sister Hezi again, she will tell Sister Hezi personally that everything she has done is worthy of the name of a saint.

"If you can't fulfill your promise, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost." The saint murmured in a low voice.

Things developed in an unexpected direction for Zhang Xie, and he began to suspect that the wolf king came down the mountain this time not for himself or for the Ghost Killing Team, but for Wuying Mountain Village, to break with this small mountain village.

This is obviously impossible, the mountain god will not send people here for a small mountain village, this big fight must be to solve a big problem, and the biggest problem here is Zhang Xie.

However, apart from the beginning of the fight with Zhang Xie, the wolf king has been talking with the saint until now, and he is engrossed in it, treating Zhang Xie as nothing.

Zhang Xie was puzzled by this behavior. He would not leave the village alone. Even if he knew he was invincible, he would fight. He called up all the maps in his mind, but he did not find any way to win. The difference is too great, just relying on strength or speed, it is far inferior to the wolf king who is like a huge mountain.

Taking advantage of the wolf king's full attention, he quietly walked around behind the wolf king, ready to give a thunderous blow, but he didn't know what to do. After all, the guy he was facing this time was too powerful. its shaking.

As Zhang Xie expected, the wolf king's attention was still on the saint, he looked at the saint contemptuously, and sneered at the saint's words.

Although he felt that the wolf king's reaction was a bit unreasonable, Zhang Xie couldn't control that much. He had set his sights on a goal, and he had to go all out.

Zhang Xie Ning held his breath, the six levels of internal force were fully activated, the surging internal force was quietly transferred to the fingers, the index finger and middle finger immediately turned dark gold, when he cast the Shaolin vajra finger, the saint was bumping headlong into the wolf king.

The snow-white clothes fluttered like butterflies. The villagers shouted loudly and rushed forward desperately, trying to pull the saint back, but they stretched out their hands, only touching the corner of the clothes that was blown by the wind. His back was blurred, and he was submerged under the wolf king's feet.

"what!"

"Ancestor!"

The villagers caught an empty space and fell to the ground. The people rushing forward tripped over the people in front and immediately fell down. They couldn't stand up, lying on the ground, stretching out their hands vigorously, but they couldn't hold on anymore. The shadow of the saint.

Someone desperately wanted to stand up, but just after he got up, he fell to the ground again. They fell into chaos. People, just about to borrow their strength, the people next to them pushed their hands away again.

"No, we have to bring the Holy Maiden back!"

When they raised their heads, the white shadow could no longer be seen, and the huge paws of the Wolf King lay in front of them.

Zhang Xie saw the saint, and that white shadow was like a dancing butterfly, rushing towards the wolf king's feet like a moth flying to a flame.

Time is running out. Originally Zhang Xie planned to get ready to go. He has already mastered the internal force. As time goes by, the internal force contained in his fingers will become larger and larger. Only then will he have a chance to kill with one blow. With such a disparity in strength Under such circumstances, a one-hit kill is the only way to survive.

He leaped forward, using his movement skills to the extreme, the surrounding scenery was receding rapidly, and the scenery formed densely packed thin lines in front of his eyes. In an instant, a white shadow was in front of him, and he could catch it with his hand.

Zhang Xie stretched out his hand, grabbed the saint with his left hand, turned slightly, changed the direction, pulled the saint behind him, and then made sword fingers with both fingers, and suddenly tapped on the wolf king's knee.

This is the closest joint that can be touched at present, and it is also the key to disrupting its balance.

The faint voice of the saint rang in Zhang Xie's ears. She gasped, and could barely breathe under the rapid movement, but she managed to open her eyes and opened her mouth with difficulty, "Thank you, but," she coughed lightly After a few breaths, I felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and I almost didn't come up in one breath. After a while, a trace of blood returned to my pale face, "But, you can't save me, and the mountain gods won't let us go. As long as I die, they won't let us go." Will keep my promise."

Zhang Xie didn't have time to worry about the saint, he hit the wolf king's knee, but felt a sudden counter-shock force, making his fingers slightly numb, he hurriedly backed away, but the numbness spread from his fingers to his whole body, making him His movements froze slightly, and the pause of just a few tenths of a second had already exposed him to the wolf king's attack range.

"Ants, ants," the wolf king waved his hand, attacking Zhang Xie with an attack power no less than boxing, the terrifying force oppressed the surrounding air, forming a vacuum zone again, thus absorbing a large amount of surrounding air, forming an amazing suction force .

Zhang Xie had already retreated, but he couldn't resist the suction. He stopped and bumped into the wolf king's slap.

The suction pulled Zhang Xie back. The first person to touch the wolf king's slap was the saint. With this slap, the saint would definitely be slapped into meat sauce. Perhaps feeling the sense of death coming from behind, the saint said calmly. Closing her eyes, she was already looking for death, and it was worth it to exchange her life for the lives of the whole village.

(End of this chapter)