It was at the moment when Fu Yan was about to stick to the black hair mouse.

The black hair mouse was like finally reacting, and his head finally shrank down, but it turned directly into the chest.

However, the Fu Yan in Chen Huai'an's hands had come out, and it adhered to Chen Huaian's will on the head of the black hair mouse.

And this scene also happened to fall at the end of the corridor, and the long -handed beard eyes.

"Fuck! Don't!"

His pupils shrank sharply, and there was a coolness from his feet.

It's too late.

I saw where the black hair mouse was handed over with the rune.

A coin -sized light group appeared, accompanied by the sound of the '呲呲'.

The beard grabbed the hotel waiter who was paralyzed on the ground, and a rolling door opened the door next to him, and the two rolled in together.

Chen Huai'an was twisted on the black hair mouse's head, and the smile on his face solidified.

"Nima!"

boom--!

A thunderbolt penetrated the entire corridor, and the entire hotel shook in the sound of thunder.

The beard looked at the door that was blown into fragments. The distance between the distance between the distance was still fifty meters, which could still be torn into fragments by shock waves. It can be seen how strong the power of this rune. The corridor is a structure like a pipeline. Once the explosion occurs, there is no different attack!

"Not good, shouldn't Chen Huai'an be killed?"

The bearded probe went out. At this moment, the entire corridor has been covered by thick smoke, and the burnt smell is permeated in the air. There are several rooms in the room.

At the end of the corridor, Chen Huai'an sat on the wall and lowered his head and died.

The suitcase and storage box are in front of him.

On the left of the storage box is a scorching corridor, and a large piece of burnt meat is radially passed on the wall and the ground. On the right, less than two square meters of Chen Huai'an are the only pure land in the entire corridor.

Is this the power of the mysterious rune ...

The beard is seen.

He walked anxiously to Chen Huai'an, and carefully reached out to explore whether Chen Huai'an had to breathe.

However, his hand was against Chen Huaian's nose before he reached the tip of his nose.

The beard was froze.

The young man in front of him still lowered his head, and his black fingers were smoking.

A beam of light fell on his handsome side face, where the corner of his mouth raised, evoking the arc of evil charm.

"Hehe, hahaha! It turns out! It turns out, I'm not a tumor superman ..."

Chen Huai'an looked up at the beard, grinned, and the black smoke exuded from the two rows of teeth.

"It turns out, I am, the King of Thunder!"

Beard: "???"

Mowing

Mowing

"So, this world has collapsed, right?"

"Yes, you can understand it so. The mutant beasts mentioned on TV are not mutant beasts at all, but monsters. There are many such monsters and are still constantly producing. Many of the cases are made by evil spirits and monsters, and of course there are back control recovers. "

At the door of the hotel surrounded by a police car.

The beard and Chen Huai'an squatted on the streets and looked at the pedestrians traveling.

"Smoke?"

"Don't smoke." Chen Huai'an shook his head at looking at the cigarette from Uncle Hou.

His brain was still chaotic, and these chaos was obviously only the uncle next to him could solve it.

"I am the recovery?" He pointed to himself.

"That's right." The beard was cigarette, swallowing the clouds, and squinting: "I originally planned to contact you, but I haven't considered it yet. You and monsters, your body is very weak, but there is no doubt that your ability to recover is very powerful. "

"You mean, Fu Yan?" Chen Huai'an looked at his scorched palm.

The moment the Fu Yan exploded, he was blown out, but somehow, it was obviously that Fu Yan who could blew the black hairy mouse into fragments did not bomb him together, but let him take Fu Xun's hand a little burned a little bit. Essence

"Your Fu Yan comes from a game in your mobile phone?"

Chen Huai'an froze: "Uncle, can you see that game?"

"No, I can't see it, only you can see it." Hou Hou shook his head, spit out a cigarette ring, and continued: "This is your accompanying spirit, only you can use it, you must use it. No one can control it, but you are a complete shielding other people's spiritual matter. "

"Accompanied by the spirit ..." Chen Huai'an pondered the information in the nonsense.

From beginning to end, he always thought that the change in his body was the sublimation of cancer cells.

But think about it, it seems that his life has begun to mutate since he got the game of the electronic girlfriend.

Without this game, he would not climb the mountain.

He doesn't climb the mountain, how can there be so many opportunities?

"I know a recovery person who is very similar to you." Hugao suddenly said: "The initial evaluation of his ability is soldiers, nicknamed [God's pen], and the accompanying spirit is a pen. To make a deeds, it is necessary to pay different degrees according to the logic of the creator and the game, and it can swallow his life

His eyes fell on Chen Huai'an, and gradually deepened:

"It's the most difficult to have nothing to do. It is often the most difficult. And your rune is also created by accompanying spirits?"

Chen Huai'an nodded, and she said that.

In addition to the runes, he also got a amulet, a string of spiritual stone bracelets and a grass.

No wonder he never caught the mysterious courier who delivered the things no matter how fast he rushed to the door.

It turned out that there were no hackers or couriers.

These things were simply created out of thin air by the companion spirit creature, the electronic girlfriend game.

"So, what price do you want to pay? To make such a talisman?"

The bearded man stared at Chen Huaian closely, with a little eagerness in his eyes.

He really needed to know what he had to pay to replace these powerful talismans.

This was related to Chen Huaian's initial level of resuscitation, and also to the future of Tianfu Demon Slaying Division.

Chen Huaian and the bearded man met each other's eyes, opened his mouth, and fell silent again.

Need to pay money?

He felt that this answer was not good.

If what the bearded man said was true, this world would soon be occupied by monsters and would soon become the era of resuscitators.

Then money was nothing to these resuscitators.

A common man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure.

If money can be exchanged for such a talisman, then what is the difference between him and a walking humanoid treasure chest monster?

What if he is caught and sliced?

What if he is kept in captivity and bursts talismans every day?

What if his companion spirit is stolen?

Is it true that the bearded man said that the companion spirit can only be used by him?

Chen Huaian is unwilling to speculate others with the greatest malice.

But the countless painful experiences in his life have always told him that people are not trustworthy.

If people are trustworthy, he would not live on the meager pension; if they are trustworthy, his ex-girlfriend would not cheat on him; his college roommate would not compete with him for the quota of poor students.

So...

"The price is life."

Chen Huaian stared into the bearded man's eyes.

He gave such an answer without blushing or beating his heart.

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