The strategy of the host of fast travel depends on recklessness

Chapter 158 The Survival Rules of Evil Ghosts (1)

Chi Changsheng brushed the knife pattern of this knife, the fiery and cloudy knife pattern was exactly the same as her upgraded 'Zhi Qing', apparently the same casting master was the same, she paused slightly with her fingertips, and heard Ah She smiled lightly at Xiu Lansi's words, just like the slight ripples on the surface of a calm lake falling into water droplets.

"That child...before I left, he deliberately asked for a few bottles of blood from me, probably for this purpose." Chi Changsheng's words gave Arthur Lance the answer.

This knife recognized its owner from the moment it was successfully cast, but it is a pity that when it was born, its owner had passed away for many years, leaving it to wait in the world, if Ashuras hadn't agreed to it out of luck Invited by the Space-Time Bureau to become a foreign aid, the "Ghost God" may never return to its owner, it will always be a "murderous knife", Ashuras was still a little worried about whether this murderous knife is suitable for Chi Changsheng, But looking at him now, his worries are completely unfounded.

'Ghosts and Gods' is a well-deserved sword of protection in the hands of Changsheng.

"Changsheng." System 1010 came over and wiped away her tears with a warm towel in his hand.

"Brother..."

"Hey, don't move, our little princess won't be so beautiful if her eyes are swollen." System 1010 said softly as if coaxing a child.

Chi Changsheng, whose face was covered with hot towels, didn't dare to move. After the system 1010 felt that it was wiped clean, he was able to see the front again, and then he saw Ashura's jealous face.

"What did you call Yi Ling just now?" Ashulance had a straight face, feeling as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle.

"Brother."

"What about me?" Ashuras pointed to himself, "Since you are called Brother Yiling, then the point of 'better than you can be your brother' doesn't hold true."

Chi Changsheng turned his head and lowered his head to wipe away the tears on the 'Ghost God' Dao seriously. Just when Ashuras was about to give up and wait for her to call his brother, he heard a weak and erratic voice: "Master Brother..."

Cute, he died.

"Brother, what is our next mission? Let's go." Chi Changsheng pursed her lips. She could feel her ears burning hot and did not look at His Majesty the Elf King, who was covering his heart and supporting the wall.

"Okay, okay." System 1010 cooperated and continued: "Let me see, um, it's already there, I took it, 'Ghosts and Gods' has been automatically equipped and bound, and it can be brought to every world in the future. Bring it back, the weapon and equipment column is full, and the weapon column increaser is also sold in the shopping mall, which is very expensive, but the original weapon column should be enough for longevity." Two knives and one life wheel, three weapons and equipment are just right full.

Chi Changsheng nodded to show that he understood, and put the 'Ghost' into its scabbard and hung it on his waist.

"Then start the teleportation. This mission is for the Strategy Department. The mission content is: collect 10000 evil spirits and provide the research department with the materials needed for research."

——People have seven emotions: joy, anger, sorrow, joy, love, evil, and desire.

Shen Lou felt that his love and desire probably accounted for the majority, while his anger and sorrow had long been thrown away by him at the moment of death.

He is an evil ghost, he should be regarded as a powerful one, he is called the "ghost king" by those Taoists, he has almost forgotten the things in his life, and now he is a ghost king at ease, someone wants to take him Just call back, and have fun on his own when no one comes. Just when he almost thought that he had no strong enemy in the world, a little girl who kicked the ghost to the wall and couldn't tear it off walked into his world. Let him understand what it means to be truly powerful and what it means to be blessed by heaven.

"You are, Ghost King Shenlou." The immature girl looked indifferent and cold, holding a black long knife longer than herself, standing at the door that was blasted open by her. The girl was wearing a simple robe, Dressed in dark blue feathers, with his back facing the moonlight, his blue eyes were terribly bright in the darkness, and the sense of oppression was so strong that he felt suffocated again when he was already dead and didn't need to breathe.

To this girl...he had no intention of fighting, and he couldn't think of fighting her at all.

Will be killed?
"Don't be so fierce, I'm a good ghost, and I've never actively hurt anyone in all these years." The boy floating in the air wearing the actor's costume of the national period said with a smile, his voice was as gentle as a nightingale, with a beautiful rhythm, People are mesmerized by it without knowing it. There is a touch of rouge at the end of his upturned eyes, coquettish and charming, with a softness that does not match his gender, "As long as you don't kill me, I will follow you, Little Taoist."

The girl's face was as cold as frost. No matter how beautiful his voice was or how beautiful his face, she remained unmoved. "Did you take away my mother's soul?"

"This... I don't have it, it's really wronged." Shen Lou leaned towards her with a smile against her cold air pressure, and put her pale and slender hands gently on her shoulders, without shivering like other ghosts. In the corner, he wished he could disappear to avoid this cold-faced Shura.

"I see." The girl frowned slightly, turned around and left the old house.

"Hey, did you just leave like this? Little Taoist priest." Shen Lou didn't expect that if he answered, the other party would really believe it. It really was a child's family, and people would believe everything they said, but he was really not interested in going. Hook someone else's soul, but now he wants to hook this girl's soul, but it's not the kind of seduction that the girl said, but the relationship between a man and a woman, and it's not that he has any special hobbies, just seeing this The cold-faced little girl liked it so much that she wanted to keep it for herself.

He vaguely remembered someone saying that as long as he was willing, both men and women would lose their hearts and souls for him, and he didn't know if it was true or not.

"Is something wrong?" The girl stopped and looked at him.

"You know my name, but I don't know yours. It's not fair." Shen Lou blinked, raised one hand and put it on the other habitually. Following his movements, the flowing sleeves fell down gracefully. Down.

"Changsheng, my name is Yue Changsheng."

"Chang Chang Sheng...It's such a good name, I like it." Shen Lou pronounced this name lingeringly, as if the melody lingered on the beam, making people reluctant to part with him. She kicked the ghost on the wall, "This is the servant who takes care of my daily life. I'm afraid your kick will make it difficult for him to turn around every ten days and a half months,"

The girl paused slightly, frowning slightly: "He blocks my way."

"That's because he's afraid that you'll scare me." Shen Lou raised his sleeves and covered his lips with his lowered eyes. He was a young man who was as illusive and beautiful as the moon in the water. His beauty would never make anyone doubt his gender. Even acting coquettishly and complaining makes people feel natural, and they can't help but feel soft-hearted.

"……Feel sorry."

"I want you to support me, how about it?" Seeing her earnest apology, Shen Lou felt a little more joyful in his heart, and then leaned over and said softly: "In contrast, I will help you find your mother's lost soul How about it?"

His every sentence is asking, but it makes people feel that they can't refuse.

The girl thought for a moment, then nodded her head as she answered. The smile on Shen Lou's face was real, and he kissed the little girl's white and tender cheek. up.

"Then I will teach you more from now on... Lord Changsheng." Shen Lou's eyebrows and eyes are curved, and the last four words are particularly lingering, just like singing, his beautiful light gray eyes are only left with a long and narrow crescent moon Son, Shen Lou thought, he will let the little girl know what it is to ask the gods is easy but to send the gods away... No, it should be the ghosts.

(End of this chapter)