Transformation: The Nine-Tailed Fox Fairy Who Travels Through Another World

Chapter 641 Distrust

Ram, Rem, as newborn ghosts, they are one of the horns, and the news quickly spread throughout the ghost clan.

In human eyes, it doesn't make much difference whether a ghost has one horn or two horns. Doesn't it look the same?But in the eyes of ghosts, it is a different kind, just like a deformed child.

Any phenomenon that is different from a normal newborn baby can be defined as a deformed baby. This concept, when applied to ghosts, is the problem of horns.

Innate is predestined by God, there is no way to change it, what can be done is to make up for it through the day after tomorrow, although the effect is not very gratifying.

Ram, Rem, who is still a baby, if the patriarch and other ghost clan managers insist on eradicating and killing them, then no matter how talented and powerful Ram is, there is nothing he can do.

The dream remembers what Inaho said, the plot cannot be trusted, this is a real world, if they don't come, then everything will follow the direction of the plot, just because of their entry, the plot has deviated, changed, the biggest The change is that Ram, Rem, who is not dead in the plot, is likely to die.

To put it simply, in a calm, ripples in the flowing river according to one's own frequency, when a huge boulder suddenly smashed into it, the surging water waves completely disrupted the entire river.

If Ram and Rem are not protected, the two of them are likely to die, so will the dream make this happen?of course not.

She took a stool herself, and sat in front of Rem's house, with Aura and Mare standing beside her, the three door gods, causing the patriarch of the ghost clan and other ghosts who came to hear the news to be blocked. Outside the door, unable to enter.

"You outsiders! Why do you meddle in our own affairs? Hey!" a strong male ghost complained.

"I'm very sorry! But, I can't let you execute those two little lives inside!" First she apologized, and then stated that her position would not change, and the dream said firmly; "It's not just them! In the future, if they are born, in your opinion it is Ghosts of a different kind cannot be put to death!"

"What a joke! This is a rule handed down from our family, what right do you have to intervene! Intervene, change!"

"Tsk!" Yawula clicked her tongue, and the strange-colored eyes fell somewhere, and the yelling male ghost suddenly felt the icy cold pouring on him like the twelfth lunar month, and immediately silenced.

"Master Xiaogui treats you graciously and speaks to you nicely, but it doesn't mean we have the same attitude! You guys are too presumptuous! Can Master Xiaogui's words be refuted? No! That's an order, it's the truth!"

"Yes, that's it! So, that's right!" Ma Lei said after a pause.

At this time, the ghosts collectively became quiet.

In the final analysis, fists have the final say everywhere, the supreme existence customizes the rules and order, from another perspective, if there is an existence stronger than their ghost clan and wants to destroy them, then they have no way to resist and can only do whatever they want. People are slaughtered, and vice versa is changed.

Fist is supreme, strength and strength are the foundation.

The patriarch remained silent the whole time, looking at him in the dream, wondering what was going on in his mind, after a long time, he turned around and beckoned the other ghosts to leave.

For some reason, Mengjing felt inexplicably flustered.

The door was opened, Michela walked out, looked at the backs of the ghosts who were gradually going away, and looked sideways at the dream; "You, don't you know how to think differently?"

Hearing this, Mengjing immediately looked at Michela with obvious doubts in his expression.

"Although I'm not a ghost, I can't look at the problem from the standpoint of that clan leader! But, for this conservative race, suddenly there is a strange outsider intervening. Just like what Inaho said, if you can't afford to offend, why can't you hide away? Are you up?"

Michela breathed a sigh of relief and looked back. Over in the back room, Ram and Rem's mother were feeding them breast milk; "If you push them too hard, they won't be able to resist! They will run away and hide!"

"You mean?" Mengjing's expression changed as she thought of some possibility.

Michela nodded to confirm; "Very likely, if I were the patriarch, I would be in his position! When encountering such an irresistible outsider intervention, I would seriously consider leaving secretly!"

Hearing this, Mengjing couldn't sit still anymore, stood up abruptly, and ran after the ghost clan leader who had disappeared from sight.

Aura and Ma Lei were going to accompany them, but they were stopped by the sound from the dream, unable to resist and refute the order of Mr. Kid, the two of them stood there with hesitant faces, worried and perturbed.

"It's okay." Michela smiled and stroked their heads, and said in relief, "Your brats are not so fragile!"

"But!"

"Based on your nature, you can't see Mr. Little Ghost being wronged, insulted, and belittled. However, in many cases, you will still encounter situations where you need to bow your head! Don't follow Mr. Little Ghost if you really want to help you, especially , this time." Michela pointed.

On the other side, run to catch up with the patriarch and their dreams, come to the front, take a deep breath, and face the patriarch of the ghost clan; "Well, I'm sorry, I don't know what to do to make you all believe that I am really good to you of!"

"What do you say that you are really good to us? In fact, you are just relying on your partner's strength to suppress us! You still say such things now, do you think we are fools?" A thin ghost cursed angrily , It is also because there is no Aura and Mare in the dream, otherwise he would not dare to say such a thing if he had a million guts.

"That's enough!" The patriarch stopped the ghost and looked at the dream with a calm face; "I understand, we won't take care of those two children anymore. Now, there are still a lot of things to do, can you get out of the way? "

"Please! Please believe me, I, always, always! I hope from the bottom of my heart that everyone, everyone can live happily and enjoy happiness! I am working hard for this, and I don't want to force it. Suppress you, please, trust me!" Mengjing said pleadingly, her tall body bent and bowed.

"Please don't say such unrealistic words!" The patriarch suppressed his impatience, spoke calmly, and said bluntly, "How could such a person exist? He wants to assimilate us, rule us, and dominate us. I have the idea of ​​deliberately showing off your gentleness and kindness. I have seen through you. Compared with the real evil person, a guy like you who pretends to be kind is more dangerous and more hateful!"

Mengjing's face was a bit pale and her body was shaky.

"I can tell you the truth, if you want to dominate us, there is no possibility! We, the ghost clan, will not submit to anyone. You can either make up your mind to kill me, suppress it violently, and rule the entire ghost clan, or get out of the way! Every day Seeing you pretending to be kind and coming to play with the children makes me feel uncomfortable!"

Dreamland felt breathless, and it was the first time since she was born that someone outside said that. She felt uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart, and the swear words on the bone surface were worse than these. She insisted on herself regardless, but things happened in other places People are different.

His body was weak, and he knelt on the ground with his head bowed.

Seeing her like this, the patriarch walked around one by one. He already had the consciousness of being killed by the dream that turned from embarrassment into anger, but before that, no matter what, he had to let the other ghosts of the ghost clan leave safely.

One after another, the other ghosts walked away one after another. No ghost approached the dreamland. With the dreamland as the center, no ghost stepped in within one meter around.

"What do you want me to do? Are you talented and willing to believe me?" Such a sentence, from a dream, resounded in the ears of every ghost.

(End of this chapter)