Fast-passing god assists: the favorite of the last soldier emperor

Chapter 17

For Leng Xiaohua, this was a cruel torture. From the time she could remember, for 18 years, she would have this terrible dream every year on her birthday.

When she came to the underworld, she met Lord Mingzuo, and was told that her master had exhausted her cultivation and fell into a deep sleep in order to save her soul. This was the most unacceptable thing Leng Xiaohua could do.

Every time Master Mingzuo repeated these words, she could feel that she wanted to cry, that was her master, how could she be hurt.

Because there were eighteen times before, when she woke up from a dream, the master smiled beside her, wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, comforted her sad emotions, and comforted her softly. Just forget, don't think so much.

Although she knew she was in a nightmare, Leng Xiaohua still continued her dream uncontrollably.

"A living person, who has lost so much soul power, must be close to death! Seeing that he is a heaven-defying onmyoji, I froze his body, and he is not dead yet, but it is no different from death. You Saying that you are a dead girl, how many lifetimes have you been blessed to have such a master who feeds you while you are alive and protects you after death. So girl, now you have only two ways to go: one is to watch your master die gradually The second is to let the evil spirit spit out everything that ate you and return it to you. In this way, you can collect your soul fragments and recast them into a complete soul, and then you can return the power of your soul to your master !"

"Master Pluto, it's this time, you're still kidding me? Don't tease me, okay! I've been dead for so many years, what kind of characters are all the evil spirits in your underworld, you think I'm blind? If the evil spirits can spit out the food they eat, are they still called evil ghosts?" Leng Xiaohua was about to go crazy, "Aren't you an official from the underworld? Why don't you let the evil spirits spit it out! You have the face to fool me by telling such a lie that is devoid of conscience, devoid of humanity, and angered by both men and gods!"

This Pluto is so big, does he really treat her like a three-year-old yellow-haired girl to fool her?

The corners of Ming Zuo's big mouth twitched so much that he could flick cotton.

"Next!" The generally golden booklets were thrown over, and turned into a stack of books of the same height in front of Leng Xiaohua's eyes, "This is "The Rakshasa Record of the Underworld", which records the status of the underworld, from the prefecture level to the high level. All levels of Rakshasa evil spirits before their death, and the reasons why they died, you have to take a good look, as long as you fulfill the last wish of these evil spirits, then you can save the evil spirits and redeem your own soul Fragments, and let them reincarnate at the same time."

"Is there such a thing?" Leng Xiaohua looked suspicious, but how many ghosts' unfulfilled wishes are these booklets piled up as high as her height?
I'm going to die!
Although the opportunity was right in front of her eyes, something suddenly came to her mind, and she immediately realized that it was impossible to do the "ghost's wish".

This matter is very important, and it is related to her current soul life!
"Master Pluto, since the evil ghost is dead, it means that history has already happened, and I can't change history. Otherwise, without waiting for me to retrieve the soul fragments, I will be directly beaten to ashes by Heaven, and even you will not be able to save me." Me!"

Although Leng Xiaohua is very tempted, she still has this common sense. The laws of heaven do not allow history to be tampered with, because a change in a single historical node will directly change the entire history, and the consequences will be very serious.

"This is the Nether Ghost Jade. After you recognize the master with a drop of blood, you can become a staff member of the Nether Crossing Soul Division and my subordinate, so that I can assign tasks to you. After completing the tasks, the evil ghosts will be saved. Your soul fragments will be returned to you." Mingzuo has a white jade bead in his big hand, but it is only the size of a marble, and it is strung with a black rope, "The Nether Ghost Jade can count your merits, When the number reaches a certain level, your position level in the Nether Soul Crossing Division will be correspondingly improved."

"But, the soul doesn't have blood?" Leng Xiaohua felt a little confused, but in her heart she complained, the body has been dead for thousands of years, how could she recognize the master with a drop of blood!Pure bullshit!
"Stretch out your hand!" Ming Zuo twitched cheekily, he endured it!

An old knife that looked very old appeared in front of her eyes, and when it was cut across, there was blood!
Severe pain, super pain, unbearable pain!It hurts more than a woman giving birth!

Leng Xiaohua rolled her eyes, yes, the dream is finally over...

Every time I dreamed that I became a grieving ghost in the underworld, was eaten by evil ghosts, and finally passed out due to bloodletting with a knife. When I woke up, I found that I had returned to reality.

There was still dim light in front of her eyes, and the dilapidated compartment reminded her all the time that this was indeed the end of the world, and the surroundings were quiet, and Aunt Yun's snoring could be heard from the room separated by a wall.

She knew that old, or overtired women would make this sort of snoring at night.

Thinking of waiting for that chicken to come over tonight, Leng Xiaohua really didn't dare to sleep, so she simply took out her laptop again, connected to the Internet again, and after logging into the game, she found that the two accounts of the Great God were not there, so she must be offline to rest.

She wiped the cold sweat off her forehead in embarrassment, and put away the computer again, but she was thankful in her heart that she was not trapped in that nightmare.

In the dream, she clearly remembered that she was a child of a family of onmyojis, and then died, eating and drinking in the underworld for 2000 years. It was the master who had been protecting her, so the underworld didn't care about her much.

Although every time she wakes up, the master will repeatedly explain to her that the dreams are fake and cannot be taken seriously, but she dreams once a year, which is regarded as a free birthday gift.

Thinking back just before going offline, Leng Xiaohua almost thought for a moment that the Great God was that chicken because of the Great God's over care for the chicken, but after thinking about it, she felt that her idea was too funny and naive.

How could the Great God be a big rooster in the last days!How could a big cock be online?How could a big cock become a big god?Could it be the demon chicken who has been practicing for thousands of years and attained the human body?
This possibility may exist, but in this world, Leng Xiaohua feels that the possibility is really too low.

No, generally those who can cultivate must be pheasants in the deep mountains and old forests, and that kind of chickens are often eaten by foxes, so the pheasants are becoming less and less, and those who cultivate human form are not seen at all.

Thinking of this, Leng Xiaohua shook her head, if Mieshifutu was that big rooster, then she would undoubtedly be the Jade Emperor in the novel.

The reason is simple: this world lacks the aura of cultivation.

It is too difficult for a big rooster to become an adult.

(End of this chapter)