Raiders, Boys' Dream Factory!

The lights were not turned on in the room, and the only source of light came from the TV. In the evening news, the host was discussing what the heavy rain would bring to Linshan—the result of the discussion was that although the heavy rain hindered traffic, it did not happen during rush hour The impact is not big, but the reservoirs in the suburbs have quenched their thirst, which is a good thing overall.

Changsheng leaned on the bed without energy, staring at the TV, thinking in his heart what kind of expression the frothy host would show if he knew how the rain came and what he was going to do .

Teacher, are they... all right?

and also……

After several attempts to divert his thoughts, he finally returned to the city hall. Changsheng closed his eyes, and simply gave up on himself and stopped working hard, allowing that person to float out from the depths of his heart.

He shouldn't be so uncomfortable. After all, he knew a long time ago that the war ghost will not stay in this world for long. As long as Zhong Cuo's experience is completed and he becomes the real ghost king, he will free the war ghost as they said at the beginning , into reincarnation.

This is a good thing for War Ghost, he shouldn't have stayed in this world in the first place, and it was his luck to have the opportunity to re-enter reincarnation with the help of the Ghost King.

He only had less than a year to stay in this world, and now, it was only a few days too early.

Although the fact that he was used by Mr. Gui to assassinate Zhang Fei is very annoying, but Chang Sheng believes that his teacher Xiao Zhang must have a solution.

"Don't worry." When he went to visit, Zhang Fei said so, "There is no one in the world who dares to cheat me, except for that bastard, who will not be cheated by me."

He looked at it carefully at that time. Although Zhang Fei's expression was unhappy, his eyes were very calm.

Thinking of this, Chang Sheng smiled slightly.

He was really curious about what method Zhang Fei planned to use to get back. Unfortunately, in his current situation, it was absolutely impossible for Grandpa to let him go out again.

He was born with a weak body, and was told by the doctor that he would not live to be 30 years old when he was very young. His grandfather wanted to hide it from him, but who was he, and could he be fooled by others?

He also hated it when he first found out about his physical condition. Fortunately, after so many years, the resentment in his heart gradually faded away, leaving only a faint shadow, which occasionally appeared to cause trouble.

Perhaps it was this faint shadow that made him feel close to Zhan Gui - he could not live to be 30 years old, and that man only had one year.

——"A year from now, you're going to die?"

He once discussed this issue with War Ghost, and he talked lightly about life and death. It was unlucky for others, but it was normal for them.

"To the underworld." War Ghost corrected his question, "I'm already dead."

"...When you arrive in the underworld, will you still remember what happened in the underworld?"

War Ghost nodded: "It's possible."

He added: "I am a soul that is forced to stay in the yang world with secret methods. I don't know my identity, and I don't even know my name-even if a soul like me goes to the underworld, it can't be released quickly. I have to wait until the ghosts find out. Only by my identity can I determine my destination according to the various circumstances in my life."

"Then why don't you ask Teacher Xiao Zhang for help?" Chang Sheng had an idea, "Since Zhong Cuo is the ghost king, he should be able to help you join the team, and even no matter what you did in your previous life, you can count your merits according to the good people of the ninth generation... ..."

Zhan Ghost's wry smile that day is still in his mind, but what he didn't say at that time, he has no chance to say it now.

Maybe he can not reincarnate, but stay in the underworld as a ghost messenger.

In that way, when he has squandered all the time God gave him and died down below, can't he still meet him again?

Zheng!

The fist and the blade of the broken knife clashed, and there was a sound of gold and iron, but Zhong Cuo seemed to be used to it, and took advantage of the situation to sway the blade to avoid the punch of the war ghost.

Now the power of the fruit of infatuation has been fully poured into Zhan Gui, his eyes are dull, but his movements are nimble and light, and every move is as exquisite as the secret of the ghost king.Although no weapon was used, the physical body was able to compete with Cuo Duan Dao, and there was a tendency to suppress Zhong Cuo for a while.

Glancing at Mo Ying who was leisurely watching the battle, Zhong Cuo secretly gritted his teeth, but his face remained calm.

What kind of opponent he will face. They have discussed before this. Who Song Guimu will face is the least difficult to guess. The remaining three are hard to say, but since Zhan Gui is in their hands, he must use it. Deal with him or Zhang Fei.

"It's probably you." Zhang Fei said, "Mo Ying is a bit worse than Wang Wuxiang. Without the help of Zhan Gui, you would have solved it in minutes."

What Zhang Fei said must have put him in a slightly better mood, but a question still popped up: "Why do you think Wang Wuxiang will choose to deal with you?"

"I'm such a handsome person with the aura of a protagonist. If I don't face the biggest and most embarrassing boss, the crowd will ask for a refund..." Zhang Fei looked confident.

Zhong Cuo: "..."

A swing of the long knife forced Zhan Gui to take two steps back, Zhong Cuo looked at Mo Ying: "Are you going to keep watching?"

"Why don't you watch it?" Mo Ying smiled slightly on her beautiful face, "I like this kind of cannibalism the most."

He laughed stingingly, but Zhong Cuo didn't respond. He just glanced at Zhan Gui and said flatly: "The fight is too boring. Why don't you play together, it will save my time."

In his voice, there was no unwillingness to be forced to be an enemy of his former comrades, but a bit of impatience. Mo Ying was startled, and his brows could not help but frown.

When Wang Wuxiang explained the battle strategy to him, he only said one procrastination word, as long as he stumbled Zhong Cuo here, the longer the better, so he only let the war ghost go up to fight with Zhong Cuo, and he watched the battle by himself. But looking at the clock wrong now means...

Noticing the contempt in his eyes that seemed too lazy to hide, Mo Ying's face darkened.

He and Zhong Cuo have met several times, but the only time they really fought against each other was at the Zijin Building.

The clock was wrong at that time... Hmph, if the ghost king's life and death were not related to their most important plan, he would have crushed that puppy to death!

Even though he is so weak, he still puts on the posture of a ghost king in front of him. He is just a dog raised in the underworld, but he dares to show his teeth and claws at him!

ghost king...

The repressed hatred in his heart gradually surged, and Zhong Cuo's indifferent expression poured oil on the fire in his heart even more.

Why...show such an expression to him? !

Inadvertently, Zhong Wrong's face seemed to overlap with another face.

They are not alike, and that person's temperament is also different from Zhong Cuo's. Even on the battlefield, he can still reveal a little warmth - but this does not prevent him from rushing to the battlefield, nor does it prevent him from ruining that person's life pursuit!

"Kongse..." He whispered the name like a curse, as if he wanted to crush it between his teeth, Mo Ying finally couldn't hold back, and stepped into the battle.

Originally, Zhong Cuo was still able to compete with Zhan Gui, but with Mo Ying joining, the battle situation suddenly tilted, forcing him to take a defensive position.

Mo Ying was in a good mood, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was also a bit happy: "How, puppy, is this what you are capable of?"

He sneered a few times, picked up what he had said before, and poked at the clock by mistake: "It's a pity that your owner won't come rushing over at this moment... He has a conscience, but the hell is real." I can't deserve this kind of conscience."

"It's not the underworld." Unexpectedly, Zhong Cuo, who had been silent all this time, spoke again at this time, "It's me."

Mo Ying was slightly taken aback.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhong Cuo pierced the ground with a long knife in his hand, and the strong impact force made the ground tremble, urging the stagnant yin energy in the infatuation formation to move.

Mo Ying didn't investigate, but let him catch such a flaw, he couldn't help but secretly annoyed.Thinking of what he said just now, I couldn't help but ask again: "What do you mean by that?"

"He is for me, not for the underworld!" Zhong Cuo raised his voice after forcing the rushing war ghost back.

His tone was extremely firm, as if he was stating the most obvious truth in this world... Noticing the expression on his face, Mo Ying only felt that he seemed to have discovered something, but he couldn't tell what it was.

That is unusual persistence, unhesitating belief, what is he insisting on?

Mo Ying's pupils shrank suddenly - this kind of emotion is not something a ghost king should have!

He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, and his hands were naturally slow, but Zhong Cuo seemed to be getting more courageous as he fought, and he gradually recovered his decline.

Mo Ying hated secretly, and couldn't help but said: "You won't get any good results if you do this!"

Zhong Cuo ignored him, and he continued: "You and him only have this year's fate. After one year, no matter how you think about it, the separation between hell and yang is no less than heaven and earth!"

Zhong Cuo's hand froze, and Mo Ying felt relieved, and couldn't help but said again: "It seems that your owner is not smart, since you know that there will be nothing in a year, why do you do too much, it's better to put this After years of being respectful and respectful, I can be more comfortable in the future..."

Before he could finish his sentence, the wrongly broken knife narrowly slashed across his face, making him break out in a cold sweat.

Zhong Cuo glanced at him: "The culprit who prevented me from being respectful and respectful this year seems to be you?"

"And," he paused, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing his first obvious expression this evening, "it's nothing wrong with this now."

He knew that there was only one year of fate between them, and he knew that after this year, he could only spend his whole life remembering and thinking about it, but what's wrong with that?

During this year, Zhang Fei gave him too many things. He met the most hateful bastard in the world, went through wind and rain with him, and experienced everything. ?Thanks to him, he even knows the feeling of parting from life and death!

The smile on Zhong Cuo's face stung Mo Ying, he just felt that all the anger in his heart was provoked by this smile - why, he, a ghost king, can show such an appearance?

Obviously...

He clenched his hands tightly and said in a hateful voice, "War Ghost!"

Just now, his attention was all on Zhong Cuo, and only then did he notice that the war ghost was staying in the distance. He was upset, thinking that the power of Chiqingguo had gradually affected him, and at the same time he was annoyed that this puppet was about to be abolished. I ordered him to come over to help——Zhong Cuo's power will become stronger and stronger as the ghost king's experience goes to the end. Today is the last day, although Zhong Cuo was the strongest before the end of the experience. Now his strength has already made Mo Ying feel troublesome.

Seeing Zhan Gui approaching, thinking of Zhong Cuo's smile just now, Mo Ying suddenly had an idea in his heart.

He adjusted the expression on his face and smiled: "Speaking of which, there is still something I haven't told you."

"……what?"

"You should plan to remove the curse array on him after today, free him from this state, send him into reincarnation, and reincarnate like a normal ghost, right?"

Zhong Cuo didn't answer, but just looked at Mo Ying coldly.Mo Ying exhaled, and patted the shoulder of Zhan Gui who happened to be walking beside him.

"In that case, you should thank me."

"If I hadn't brought him back, after today is over, you will know what it means to regret."

"War Ghost -"

"There is no complete soul at all."