Dressed up as his brother

Chongyang watched the gleaming power of luck swinging in the ghost creature, and the more he looked at it, the more angry he became.So much, ten times the return, how much blood does it take?

Chongyang began to recall that the ancient evil soldiers had sucked Nan Rong's blood twice, and the total amount was only half a can of Coke?Ten times repayment is five cans of Coke.

Can a person die if he loses the blood of five cans of Coke?Anyway, I would die before, and now I don’t know if the hospital can save me.

Forget it, let's talk about it later.

Chongyang decided not to be entangled anymore, raised his hand to grab the rippling ecstasy of luck, and poured it into a talisman.

"Go." Chongyang squeezed the formula with his hands, and gave a soft drink. The talisman turned into a golden light flying shield and flew away at an extremely fast speed. After flying for a certain distance, he seemed to realize that Chongyang hadn't followed, and the talisman stopped suddenly. Constantly hovering.

Seeing this, Chongyang was overjoyed, the talisman had sensed Nanrong's aura.

"Sure enough, good-looking people don't have bad luck." Chongyang took a mouthful of vitality water, raised his sword and chased after him.

At the same time, in the depths of ghosts and myths, Nanrong, who is full of golden luck, is besieged by wandering spirits.

It's not the first time that Nanrong has entered the depths of the ghost beasts. He is considered experienced. The first thing he did when he came in was to find a way to get out of here.He chose the place with the most wandering souls to rush out, but after rushing once, he realized one thing.Without Chongyang, he would not be able to rush out alone.

He originally thought that this time, he didn't need to separate his mind to protect Chongyang's living soul, and he could go out by himself.

After realizing that he couldn't get out with his own strength, Nanrong no longer rushed out arbitrarily, but chose to defend on the spot, trying to find other ways to leave.But here is a ghost, there is no time, no direction, no people, even the wandering souls are unconscious, and it is almost impossible to find another way.

Slowly, Nan Rong began to feel suffocated. He knew that this was the repulsion of the ghost energy to the body. Last time when he and Chongyang came in together, the two of them felt suffocated just as they approached the depths of the ghost creature.He had been relying on his luck to resist before, but now he might not be able to resist.

In this case, the best choice is for the soul to go out of the body, but at this time he can't open the gate of the ghost. If the soul and body are separated, who knows what will happen to a body without a soul in the ghost.If my body is corroded by ghost energy as soon as my soul leaves my body, wouldn't that be equivalent to suicide?But continue to persevere, the power of luck will always be exhausted.

I don't know what's going on outside, the Ability Bureau will definitely find a way to save myself, but this is a ghost, can someone from the bureau come in?Anyway, Nan Rong had never seen or heard of anyone other than him and Chong Yang coming in here.

As for Chongyang, when I left, I didn't tell him what I was going to do or how long I was going, so Chongyang probably didn't know what happened to him yet.And the Ability Bureau will not take the initiative to tell Chongyang, even if they know that Chongyang has the ability to enter ghosts, it's not that they don't want to save themselves, but because this matter is related to the gate of purgatory.

Regarding this, Nanrong didn't have any complaints, after all, his personal life was nothing to the whole world.If the gate of purgatory is not guarded, even if he can get out from here, he will end up as a wandering soul in the end.

"Zi la la ~"

A pair of sharp ghost claws pierced through the energy shield and attacked Nan Rong, the nail tip was only one centimeter away from Nan Rong's eyes.Nanrong didn't even blink his eyes, but with a slight flick of his finger, the small bronze sword flew out, and in a flash, its root severed the pair of ghost hands that were poking in.The ghost hand fell to the ground, still wriggling non-stop, but after only a moment, it was burned to ashes by the power of luck.

Nan Rong didn't look at the dropped ghost hands, because in front of him was a ghost king with flickering green eyes.It is the ghost king, a ghost king that belongs to ghosts.

And the pair of ghost hands that could penetrate his energy shield belonged to a ghost general with red eyes beside it.

Since the turmoil at the Gate of Purgatory, there have been many ghost kings in the world, and Nanrong has seen many of them. The seniors of Xuanmen said that the eyes of ghost kings are full of hatred and fear, but this ghost king in front of him has nothing in his eyes. .But Nan Rong looked at him, but he had the heart palpitations that he had never seen when he looked at other ghost kings.

"brush"

The ghost king raised his hand to grab it, and then pulled it again, and the energy shield formed by the power of luck shattered with a snap.

Nanrong's face turned pale, and the feeling of suffocation became more serious. The ghost king's second claw was already in front of him.Nan Rong turned around sharply to avoid it, and at the same time, his soul came out of his body without hesitation, and the soul and the body were separated on the left and the right.

The beautiful body hit the ground with a "bang", but the ghost king didn't even look at it. The ghost claw made a sharp turn and grabbed Nanrong's living soul.

Nanrong frowned, with one hand manipulating the flying sword to separate the ghost claws, and the other hand controlling the soul-calling flag, he spun and swung away the group of ghosts behind him, turned around and ran away without any reluctance to fight.

It's not that he can't fight, but that the situation is not strong enough for him. If he doesn't escape at this time, before he and the ghost king can decide the outcome, the power of luck will be exhausted.

Nanrong was running exhaustedly, and Chongyang was also rushing here with the power of luck. There were many wandering spirits blocking the way, but they were all ghost soldiers of average strength, and occasionally there would be a few Ghost generals are no match for ancient fierce soldiers.Chongyang was not happy about this at all, there were so few ghost soldiers and generals blocking him, it could only explain one problem.These ghost soldiers and ghost generals were all attracted elsewhere.

And in this eternal ghost, the only change at this time is probably only him and Nan Rong.

"Open the way." Chongyang suddenly threw the murderous soldiers into the air.After entering the depths of the ghost creature, the ghost creature began to quietly devour the vitality of Chongyang. Although there was vitality water to restore it, it was extremely time-consuming.What's more, after coming in, he has to fight out again. It may take longer to kill out, so he must reduce the consumption of spiritual energy.

"Buzz~"

The murderous soldier shook the sword in dissatisfaction: "I just hold a weapon, and I won't fight without a master."

"What about cheating ghosts?" Chongyang sneered, "If the ancient fierce soldiers must be killed by their masters, then they are too useless. Are you a waste?"

The ancient fierce soldier stayed in the air for a while, but in the end he was still unwilling to admit that he was a waste: "So what, I can cooperate with you in the fight to give you face. Do you like to go or not, anyway, I am not the one who wants to save people , at worst, sleep for a few years, and this sword will change its master again.”

Pay back the sword, you are really cheap.

"What is that?" Chongyang asked the ancient fierce soldiers, pointing to the power of luck wandering anxiously in the distance.

The ancient murderous soldier paused.

"If you can't be rescued, you will probably become the only ancient fierce soldier who has been taken advantage of by humans since the beginning of the world, so much~throw~sword~ah." Chongyang said the last few words slowly and loudly.

"You are the most shameless of all my masters!" The ancient fierce soldiers roared angrily, and they swept up all the wandering souls within a radius of ten meters.

Chongyang looked at the empty surroundings with satisfaction, and said honorably, "Thank you for the compliment."

"It's also the master I want to fight back the most." There was another burst of overwhelming hostility, wrapped in a murderous intent, beheading a group of wandering souls who rushed over.

Really capable!

Chongyang was even more satisfied at the moment: "You have nothing to do with me, but now that you have lost the power of luck, you are no longer my opponent. So I sincerely give you a suggestion, first earn ten times the power of luck." Say it again, how about it?"

The ancient murderous soldier was furious with murderous intent, but he had to admit that Chongyang was right. He couldn't help Chongyang now, and he would never allow himself to be the only murderous soldier who was pitted by humans throughout the ages.It's really too much of a sword.

"Chongyang, you wait for me."

The fierce soldiers roared out, like a blood-red lightning, and killed in the direction guided by the power of luck, leaving no soul behind wherever they passed.

Chongyang was ecstatic in his heart, and hurriedly followed behind. In order to keep up with the speed of the ancient evil soldiers, he even needed to run to catch up. The speed was far different from before.

As expected of an ancient fierce soldier, is this its true face?

Being hated by such a guy, even though Chongyang was shocked, he couldn't care less.

One man and one sword ran wildly in the ghost creature at a speed of 800 meters. From a distance, it looked like a bright red fire burning in hell, with smoke and dust billowing all the way, with the ghostly aura of wandering souls.

Finally, Chongyang saw a touch of white in the pitch black, and the white could vaguely be seen as a human figure, and there was a very faint golden halo above that figure, blocking the ghost energy that was constantly eroding from the outside.

Nanrong!

Are you late?

As soon as this thought flashed by, Chongyang's eyes turned red instantly, and before the murderous soldiers could clear the way, three charms flew out, and when they flew over the white shadow, they turned into red lotus karmic fire and burned up. All the ghosts around there.

The ancient fierce soldier who was about to attack: "...Can't I leave the last blow to Lao Tzu?"

Human beings are really dirty in their hearts, they know how to be lazy when they are working, and they run faster than anyone else.

At this time, Chongyang was not in the mood to argue with the ancient fierce soldiers, he quickly ran to Nanrong's side, helped him up, and he felt something strange as soon as he held him in his hands.

This is the soul out of body.

The body is still hot, it seems that he left soon.

Chongyang looked up at the power of luck, and saw it hesitated for a moment in the air, then suddenly turned and flew in the same direction.

Chasing must be pursued, but what about this physical body?Chongyang lowered his head to look at Nan Rong, and saw Nan Rong lying quietly in his arms, with long eyelashes clearly defined, like a feather fan made by the best craftsman in the world, red lips slightly pursed, slightly raised, This picture is somewhat familiar.

That day in Yihonglou, when the gorgeous ghost turned into Nanrong to tempt him, the half-faded clothes lying in his arms were exactly the same.It's just that it was an illusion at that time, but the one in front of me is the real Nan Rong.

What are you thinking? !

Chongyang shook his head violently to wake himself up.He had to save Nanrong, but Nanrong's body had to be protected too, as for the power of luck left in his body, if he had come a step later, it would have disappeared.

The body cannot be taken away. If Nanrong could be taken away, he would not leave his body here, nor could he. The only way is to protect it on the spot.

How can we protect it?Set up a formation to shield ghost energy on the spot?If it is outside, Chongyang has no less than ten formations that can achieve the effect.But here is a ghost creature, there is no spiritual energy in the ghost creature, and there is no support for the formation, so it will be swallowed by the ghost energy in a short time.

Is there anything that can exist in ghosts for a long time, but can deter ghosts?

Chongyang was thinking, suddenly his heart moved, he took out a ball from his pocket.

The Dinghun Orb, the Dinghun Orb that stores a wisp of ghost energy from the little ghost king.

Chongyang released the ghost energy of the little ghost king from the Dinghun Pearl, then opened Nanrong's palm, and put the Dinghunzhu into Nanrong's palm.

After finishing all this, Chongyang removed the surrounding barriers as if he had made a great determination.The ghost energy immediately swarmed and eroded towards Nanrong's body, and at the moment when the ghost energy was about to touch the flesh, as if sensing something, the ghost energy dared not enter any further.

Really useful!

Chongyang felt relieved, turned around and chased after the power of luck, ran a few steps, suddenly felt that something was missing, looked back, and saw his great injustice seed magic weapon hovering beside Nanrong's body.

"Don't look at it, it's useless even if you suck it dry." Chongyang couldn't see the ancient evil soldier's intention.

Just now, Chongyang was still worrying about the scarcity of luck power in Nanrong's body, but now he felt lucky. If it wasn't for this, he would definitely turn his back on the spot based on the fact that he had arranged for the ancient evil soldiers before. It's basically useless to suck the blood of Nanrong Wuguan Coke on the spot, and then try to ask it for help.

The ancient fierce soldiers naturally also saw this point, when it hovered beside Nanrong's body, it did exactly what Chongyang wanted, it failed to do what it wanted, and became even more dissatisfied in its heart, it all turned into hostility and slaughtered away.

The author says:

晚上还有一章感谢在2022-06-0719:12:10~2022-06-0819:04:34期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Duanmu Jingrong and Bai Yueguang in the girl's heart;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Wusi; 2 bottles of Qiyu and Monkey Fishing Moon; 1 bottle of a little red flower, ざ喵, shy candy for you;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!