Doomsday Great Rebels

Chapter 40 Father
"Don't tell anyone about your massacre of tax police, not even Wei Lin and Shi Tian, ​​got it?" Mei Ling whispered to Xia Mo.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything." Xia Mo said softly.

Mei Ling nodded, walked forward, touched the mechanism, the wall rotated, Shi Tian waited outside, Mei Ling and Xia Mo walked out.

Wei Lin didn't ask any questions, as if he didn't care about what happened between Mei Ling and Xia Mo.

"What happened?" Mei Ling asked.

"A very strange person came." Wei Lin said.

"A very strange person, what do you mean?" Mei Ling said.

"This person knelt all the way from the door of the auditorium to the bodies of Aunt Liu and Wu Feng, crying loudly, and this person is different from ordinary people, he has three heads and six arms." Wei Lin said in a low voice.

"Three heads and six arms." Mei Ling said softly, "It seems that the successor of the Ke group has come."

"What is the descendant of the restraining group?" Xia Mo asked.

Mei Ling glanced at Wei Lin, motioned Wei Lin to say.

Wei Lin nodded and said:
"The descendants of the Ke group are also one of the descendants of the Prophet Society. Their personnel are extremely rare, and their number is only a little more than the descendants of the Zhi group."

"They are very good at using mutated weapons. The lowest-level descendants of the restraining group, like ordinary people, only have one head and two arms, but their reactions are faster than ordinary people, but they have nine heads and eighteen arms when they have cultivated to the top level of chaos. It can control nine different mutant weapons at the same time."

"Since this person is three-headed and six-armed, his level must be at least at the Liuhe level. If the mutant weapon he possesses is strong enough, he might not be invincible against Shangmeiling."

"However, there is an old saying, 'Every man is innocent, but he is guilty'. It is precisely because the mutant weapons possessed by the members of the Ke group are precious enough, so they are often the targets of the underworld masters. They will kill the members of the Ke group, Capture the mutated weapons they have."

"What is the purpose of this descendant of the Ke Group coming to the spirits of Aunt Liu and Wu Feng?" Xia Mo asked.

"Let's go and have a look. Many things can only be known clearly when we get to the scene." Mei Ling said, walking outside.

Xia Mo nodded, followed Mei Ling and Wei Lin, and walked out. After a while, he came to the spirits of Aunt Liu and Wu Feng.

There was silence in the auditorium, deathly silence, only the dull sound of kowtowing echoed in the auditorium.

Xia Mo looked at the people kneeling in front of the mourning hall, although he was mentally prepared, he was still taken aback.

This is a middle-aged man in his 40s. His face is full of vicissitudes and his hair is grizzled, but the wrinkles on his forehead are not deep. out, did not relax.

He was about two meters tall. Although he was kneeling on the ground, he still looked very tall. He kowtowed his head again and again, tears flowed from his eyes, dripping drop by drop on the blue bricks under him.

His head was smashed, and blood ran down his forehead and onto his cheeks, making him look as if he had lost the most important thing, full of pain and regret.

Of his three heads, one of them has the expression of mourning, another has the expression of hate, and the third has the expression of regret.

His six arms, two of which kept waving lit paper money, threw them into the air and, occasionally, lit paper money fell on his body, burning him, exuding the smell of roasted flesh. not give a damn about.

And his other two arms kept shaking a pair of bells. The sound of the bells exuded a sense of sadness, which made people unable to help but feel sad.

The last two arms of this giant man, holding a sword in one hand and a yin and yang mirror in the other, are constantly waving in the air. The waving of the sword and the mirror seems to be conveying an extremely sad taste.

Wei Lin wanted to go up and ask, but Mei Ling stopped him. Mei Ling motioned Wei Lin to kneel down and carefully observe the giant man's actions.

At this moment, the giant man suddenly stopped the movement of his arms. He muttered something, took out a piece of silver-white wood from his arms, and rubbed his hands violently, and the silver-white wood was instantly ignited.

A group of gray shadows flew out from the burning silver-white wood, the number was extremely huge, each gray shadow flew towards the people in the auditorium, and sank into their bodies.

"Ah." The people whose bodies had been entered by the gray shadows all screamed, their painful voices were so strong, as if they were being torn apart by wolves.

A gray shadow flew into Xia Mo's body.

The pain suddenly made Xia Mo convulse.

"Compared to the pain I have suffered in the past three days, this pain is nothing." Xia Mo enjoyed the pain and even smiled slightly.

"Hell Messenger." Wei Lin exclaimed, stretched out his hand, and the money sword at his waist was in his hand immediately.In an instant, the money sword in his hand swung out, and made a few quick strokes on the ground.

At this moment, a huge door-shaped pattern appeared on the ground. It first appeared as a very faint outline, then gradually became detailed, and finally an extremely complicated pattern of evil spirits appeared on the ground.

Wei Lin's body shook violently, as if he was overwhelmed. Suddenly, Wei Lin spat out a mouthful of blood, which fell on the ground and quickly seeped into the ground.

The door with the ghost pattern opened slowly.

At this time, like a vortex, the door with the pattern of evil ghosts seemed to generate a suction force, sucking the shadows flying in the air into the door.

Xia Mo looked at Mei Ling, and saw cold sweat dripping from Mei Ling's face, as if she was also suffering from great pain, but Mei Ling clenched her teeth and tried hard not to groan.

At the same time, Wei Lin spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood, which seeped into the ground, and the door of the ghost pattern opened wider and wider, and the suction became stronger and stronger, and many shadows that had entered the human body were also pulled out. , into the gate with the pattern of evil spirits.

Xia Mo looked towards Mei Ling.

Seeing several shadows flying out of Mei Ling's body, Mei Ling's complexion softened for a moment.

"Do you know what kind of exercise this member of the restraining group uses?" Mei Ling said to Xia Mo.

"But 'Hell Messenger'?" Xia Mo said.

"Indeed, do you know the specific effect of 'Hell Messenger'?" Mei Ling continued to talk to Xia Mo, and sighed softly.

"I don't know about that." Xia Mo said.

"'Hell Messenger' is to release the unjust souls hidden in the silver soul wood. Under the command of the Yin-Yang Sword and Yin-Yang Mirror, they enter the body of a living person and devour the eight meridians of the person. If the user is merciful, it will only make people You are in pain; if he has hatred for you, he will let the ghost completely devour your extraordinary meridians, thus making the subject a useless person." Mei Ling said.

"Then what kind of kung fu did Wei Lin use to restrain him?" Xia Mo asked, a gray shadow flew out of Xia Mo's body and was sucked into the door with the pattern of evil spirits, the pain disappeared immediately.

"Wei Lin's technique is the 'gate of hell', which can open the gate of hell and draw innocent souls into the gate of hell." Mei Ling continued.

"Why did he become an enemy of Qingyun Town? Since he has such affection for Aunt Liu and Wu Feng?" Xia Mo continued to ask.

"Because one, we didn't protect Aunt Liu and Wu Feng well; two, he is Aunt Liu's husband and Wu Feng's father." Mei Ling said thoughtfully.

(End of this chapter)