Legend of the Dragon King: The Holy Sword Maker

Chapter 211 I Was Wrong Miss

"Peeping Tom, you can still keep calm when things are like this." Tang Wulin's mouth was split open, bloody and terrifying, full of fangs, and he started hunting like a real split girl.

"... "

Zhao Mingyu fell backwards. He really had no strength. Even if Tang Wulin threatened him, he was powerless to resist.

"Ah?" Tang Wulin felt inexplicably distressed the moment he fell down, and hurriedly picked him up again.

Jump repeatedly...

"Do you want to go to the hospital? Yes, go now."

"Don't go, it's useless, just let me rest, you hit too hard, I almost died on the spot." Zhao Mingyu said weakly.

"Peeping tom, you are really bad and sneaky. If you want to fight me, it is fair and aboveboard. After all, I am so cute and beautiful. Hehe." The corners of Tang Wulin's mouth rose slightly.

It's... really nice.

"A girl who is both beautiful and intelligent, anyone who sees her will praise her..." Tang Wulin boasted and eloquently.

The pure ruby-like eyes are inlaid on the regular facial features, the eyelashes are slightly raised, a little proud, and the years are quiet, if it is a mute.

"I'll call you Rin, and my name is Ri Yueming. I'm so sorry for being a voyeur." Zhao Mingyu apologized.

He complained in his heart, Tang Wulin's personality has changed too much, he collapsed directly, she is completely broken, bad woman, can she be rescued?

"Ming... I saw you in my dream. Could it be that it was a memory together?" Tang Wulin curled his hair with his snowy hands.

Tang Wulin formed a blanket out of a bunny disco and threw Zhao Mingyu onto it, with a look of disgust on his face: "Really, I didn't ask you to save me, I... I can control myself, can't this miss control my body? "

"After you recover from your injury, see if I don't step on your feet, and kneel under my skirt, hahahaha!"

"... "

If ordinary people pass by, they will only feel a chill. After all, ghosts cannot be seen without special eyes. This is the basic skill of ghosts, and then they suddenly appear scary.

Who do you inherit from your dishonest appearance, Tang Wulin, or Rin, let's end it quickly, but I feel a little uneasy in my heart, is the crisis coming?At that time, I can only look at her.

Zhao Mingyu was lying on the blanket, tied up and unable to move.

"...Ming, you pervert." Tang Wulin said suddenly, as if he had been delayed.

"..." Zhao Mingyu thought to himself, if you say so, then so be it.

"Aren't you going to find your good friend? It seems to be called Tuanzi?" Zhao Mingyu asked, it shouldn't be a problem to ask this.

"I am a ghost, and she is a human. Humans and ghosts have different paths. We have not been able to get in touch well. It happens that I don't have to go to school, so I always keep it at home."

Tang Wulin wouldn't say that, afraid of losing control again and hurting her, he stopped going to school and stayed at home.

"Can you perceive a huge crisis? You should be able to." Zhao Mingyu glanced at her.

"It's in the East China Sea. I don't know how it's composed. It has the same concept." Tang Wulin didn't know either.

"Is it a witch from the Southern Continent..."

"You know so much. You can't find it on your phone. I know so much if it's a witch. I'll read the news." Tang Wulin didn't think so.

Click on the red exclamation mark, the natural disaster in the Southern Continent has been resolved, and the next step is post-disaster reconstruction.

According to the latest news, except for the hardest-hit central city, the remaining areas will recover to their original level within 2 years.

"The dissipation of the sin I perceive is the disappearance of the witch, how can it be solved?" Tang Wulin murmured.

"Original sin can be offset by virtue, that's about it. Maybe the witch didn't resist at all, but just passively spread the weirdness..." Zhao Mingyu felt that if it wasn't like this, it couldn't be purified at all.

"Just lie on the ground..." Tang Wulin untied the bandage, his pupils shrank, marveling at his recovery speed.

Zhao Mingyu has been using healing magic, and the cells regenerate rapidly. Let's talk about the sequelae later, as long as he can move for a while.

Tang Wulin, who was sitting on the sofa, was a little irritable. He was annoyed by anyone he saw, but he couldn't let it go.

"Do you want something to eat?" Tang Wulin walked into the kitchen, copied a few dishes, and cooked ribs soup.

A few hours later, Tang Wulin ate a few mouthfuls by himself. He felt tasteless, but he still ate a bowl of rice.

"Eat by yourself, don't expect me to feed you..." Tang Wulin helped Zhao Mingyu up, and put the spoon in his mouth.

...Why should I care about him, this voyeur, but another consciousness thinks it's caring, instead of protecting himself in the dark all the time, Tang Wulin's hands are shaking.

Zhao Mingyu took a bite, but he didn't have much appetite. He just thought that Tang Wulin's cooking skills were very good.

"Ming, why did you protect me as a ghost, and why didn't you show up that day..." Tang Wulin turned his back to him, trembling delicately, unable to control his emotions.

"I'm sorry...I was a little far away at that time, and I didn't catch up..." Zhao Mingyu didn't know what to say, he wasn't there at all, and he wouldn't have come here if it wasn't for Tang Wulin.

He always encounters tragedies, and such tragedies happen every day. His power is limited, and he can only save the people he encounters.

...

"Can I take a shower?" Zhao Mingyu raised his hand and asked.

"Go ahead, do you have any clothes?"

"Have."

Zhao Mingyu drank the potion, washed the filth off his body with clean water, and threw away the rotten clothes. "There are really a lot of wild ghosts outside, and they are not rational. They can survive longer here."

...

Tang Wulin sat on the sofa and watched the video, chatting whenever he had something to do.

"Where is my maid, why hasn't she come back?" She began to scream strangely, commonly known as having a seizure.

He was hit head-on by Zhao Mingyu.

The blue bandage pulled Zhao Mingyu over, and after a closer look, she liked it: "Oh, it's not bad at all!"

"…I am leaving…"

"My house is full. You can stay in that guest room at night. What kind of creature is a ghost?" Tang Wulin felt that he knew a lot.

"Ghosts are usually born of extreme emotions when people die. Of course, there are also those with extraordinary talents. After death, they will naturally become ghosts, such as that Chen Yuanyuan..."

"Fear also breeds the growth of ghosts, so the public is not aware of the existence of ghosts, otherwise the world will be chaotic. This shows that they have the ability of memory repair..." Zhao Mingyu roughly said.

"Then is there any way to cultivate, like me, I have been at the top since I was born... Sure enough, I am special." Tang Wulin asked proudly.

"You are like this because of many causes and effects." Zhao Mingyu guessed that Tang Wulin was related to too many big shots.

"Forget it, peeping tom, I haven't settled with you yet!"

Tang Wulin pressed Zhao Mingyu's head on the sofa, "Admit your mistake, call me Miss, and then say I was wrong."

"Miss, I was wrong." Zhao Mingyu took the opportunity to go downhill.

"It's boring. I thought you would struggle. Why don't you have any pride? A man has gold under his knees, do you know that!" Tang Wulin let go of his hand depressed.

(End of this chapter)