Nine Realms Mortal Immortals

Wang Chongsong's speed is extremely fast, like a lightning bolt.

But before he could really take off, his feet had just left the ground, and two small hands suddenly appeared and hugged the back of his neck.

"Giggle..."

The childish and naughty laughter rang in Wang Chongsong's ears, and his hair burst.

Immediately roared:

"You haven't taken action yet! I'm going to lose my life again!"

In Fang Chen's eyes, he just saw a child wearing a red bellyband, white and fat, with arms like lotus joints suddenly appeared and grabbed Wang Chongsong, and then disappeared immediately in front of his eyes.

Even he didn't notice how the other party appeared or disappeared for a while, and he wasn't even sure whether the other party was nearby.

"Ran?"

Only then did Wang Chongsong realize that the instigator only appeared and disappeared suddenly. He subconsciously wiped his neck and felt his scalp numb.

The Yin demon he encountered this time... may be of a higher level than he imagined.

"Don't act rashly, it may appear again. Tell me about the losses you suffered just now."

Fang Chen had a calm expression on his face, and his eyes lightly scanned the surroundings.

"At least five hundred years of life have been lost. A few more times will make it better."

Wang Chongsong sighed with a solemn expression:

"I've seen those big Yin demons, how can they absorb Yin life so fast?"

"With just these two blows, five hundred years of Yin life will be gone?"

Fang Chen looked strange.

"Why doesn't it attack you? Does it still recognize you as Lord Yan?"

Wang Chongsong looked Fang Chen up and down, a flash of displeasure flashed in his eyes. He had lost five hundred years of life, but nothing happened to him.

Nowadays, the Great Yin Demon also knows how to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune, and pick on the weak?

But now his cultivation level is the highest among the two.

"The Yin Yao has lost his mind, so how can he distinguish the aura of Lord Yan on Xiao Fang?"

Thinking like this, he suddenly noticed another change in Fang Chen's eyes. He immediately broke into a cold sweat and his voice was slightly stiff:

"On my body?"

Fang Chen nodded slowly: "On your head."

"It's too much!"

Wang Chongsong suddenly gave a sharp shout, and the aura on his body surged wildly, sweeping upward.

"Giggle..."

Childish laughter rang in his ears, and then Wang Chongsong felt a heat on his head.

He reached out and touched it, his hands were wet.

"This is……"

Wang Chongsong looked solemn.

This is urine.

This is the urine of this yin demon!

The fury that was about to explode was suppressed in his solemn expression.

"Calm down, I feel like it doesn't have any malicious intent, it's just being naughty. I'll try to see if I can establish communication with it."

Fang Chen comforted.

"It's your turn, have you calmed down?"

Wang Chongsong smiled and said: "This time you peed on my head. Next time, you will poop on my head. I..."

Snap.

Something fell on his head.

Wang Chongsong's expression froze.

"Calm down. If it happens to me, I can also be calm. Trust me."

Fang Chen had to persuade him again against his will.

Wang Chongsong slowly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes were already blood red:

"Grandma, can I still tolerate you!?"

His aura surged wildly, and he seemed to be about to take action, but the next moment he suddenly rushed out, trying to take this opportunity to prevent the other party from reacting.

Almost in an instant, Wang Chongsong was about to leave the ruined Yin City, but just when he had half stepped out, a huge force struck from behind.

In just one moment, he was caught in front of Fang Chen.

"Giggle..."

"Giggle..."

The childish laughter kept echoing in my ears.

"Okay, you give it a try, I'll take a rest."

Wang Chongsong took a deep breath, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes, as if the laughter in his ears could no longer arouse his emotions.

After a while, seeing that Wang Chongsong was silent, the ghost baby appeared again, but it did not get too close to Wang Chongsong and Fang Chen, but was a few feet away from them.

While eating his fingers, he tilted his head and looked at Wang Chongsong, as if wondering why this man suddenly became motionless.

"Child, come."

Fang Chen thought for a while and waved.

The ghost baby's eyes fell on Fang Chen, with a trace of confusion, confusion and hesitation in his eyes.

"It's sane, not like a Yin demon who has no sane at all."

Fang Chen looked strange.

Is there any connection between this ghost baby and the ghost mother who transforms into freedom?

How else could such a wandering soul of a baby get to where it is now?

With this kind of cultivation, I don’t know how much yin life I have absorbed. I should have completely lost my mind and turned into the kind of great yin demon with thousands of legs.

Now this ghost baby not only has some sanity left, but also has such a high level of cultivation that Fang Chen has no choice but to associate it with the Ghost Mother of Transformation.

The ghost baby probably hesitated for a few moments, then walked towards Fang Chen step by step.

Soon it came to Fang Chen. It looked up at Fang Chen curiously, then grabbed Fang Chen's trouser legs and climbed up to Fang Chen's shoulders very flexibly.

It ruffled Fang Chen's hair and chuckled, as if he was playing with something fun.

When Fang Chen saw this, he immediately condensed a wooden horse:

"Give."

Guiying's eyes lit up and he immediately jumped on the wooden horse to study it.

After about a few breaths, I figured out how to play the wooden horse. I sat on the wooden horse and started playing, giggling constantly.

Wang Chongsong quietly opened a slit in his eyes and was startled when he saw this scene.

Fang Chen tried to take the initiative to approach the ghost baby, but it just glanced at Fang Chen casually without showing any hostility.

Even after Fang Chen picked it up, it didn't resist. It just barked twice in dissatisfaction and pointed at the wooden horse.

"You just let him play. Why are you holding him?"

Wang Chongsong quietly transmitted the message.

As a result, the ghost baby seemed to be able to hear his voice and immediately shifted its interest to him. Wang Chongsong was so frightened that he closed his eyes again.

Fang Chen condensed his breath again and made some toys that the baby liked to attract the attention of the ghost baby. Later, he simply relied on his memory to build a playground here.

It was the first time that the ghost baby came into contact with this kind of thing, and his big gloomy eyes were full of stars.

Its eyes have almost no whites, so they sometimes look a little eerie.

"You are really clever. How did you come up with these things?"

Wang Chongsong didn't need to pretend now, he stood beside Fang Chen openly, looking at the ghost baby playing alone in the ocean ball, and said with a little surprise.

"I played with it as a kid."

Fang Chen smiled.

"Oh...should we leave now?"

Wang Chongsong said.

"You return Yang first, I'll stay and observe for a while."

Fang Chen said.

"That's okay. This guy has a high level of cultivation and strong skills. Be careful. If you suddenly turn against him, you won't be able to fight back at all with your level of cultivation."

Wang Chongsong nodded lightly and stepped back step by step.

The ghost baby suddenly looked up at him.

He immediately forced a smile.

The ghost baby was no longer interested in him and continued to play in the playground.

Wang Chongsong wiped cold sweat from his heart and slowly retreated. Only when he finally left Yin City did he breathe a deep sigh of relief, turned around and ran away.