I Rubbed Nukes in My Hands and Became a Ghost Wife Control / Lolicon I Became a Young Wife Control

"Xingzi! Listen to me, you can use the Book of Shadows however you want, but don't use it to bring the dead back to life. Listen up, no matter what!"

"Ah! Yes!"

"That's good…"

Seeing this, Mo Liang felt relieved

I don’t know if the Nirvana in Sachiko’s place will explode, it’s like a ticking time bomb

If there is another resurrection, then don’t play in this world, two nirvana stacks and a book of shadows can completely wipe out the rich land of Bashu

But Mo Liang thought about it again - if that happened, wouldn't it mean that the grass on his grave had already started to grow?

What happens after that has something to do with him having an egg

Seeing the bed gradually being brought into the range of light from Sachiko, the corners of Mo Liang's mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

But it also depends on the degree of death. If it is not a strange death method such as a different dimension killing array, then it will inevitably cause a scene where the body of the god is annihilated, and the soul is captured by Sachiko to play.

Well, then, in order to make up for Murliang's regrets during his lifetime, Sachiko lived as an ordinary person, and their identities have been reversed...wait?In this case, Sachiko is the real protagonist?

In a daze, Mo Liang even ignored his current state for a while, his body was thrown across a deformed parabola by Sachiko, and then landed firmly on the bed, the wooden bed that was not of high quality suddenly shook , making a series of sour teeth crunching

"Ah... wow!"

At this moment, Mo Liang realized it later, and let out a broken cry

However, nothing

Whether it was the astonishing aura before, or something else, everything was just like Murliang's illusion, and nothing happened

'Is it really an illusion? '

"That's why I said ~ Mo Liang doesn't need to scare himself"

Seeing that Mo Liang was fine, Xing Zi put her hands on her hips, her immature and pretty face was quite smug, and then she swooped down on Mo Liang's side, rolled up a layer of bedding and wrapped herself in a ball, revealing a pair of Staring at Mo Liang with bright eyes

"Look~ nothing happened..."

"Wait! It's not very..."

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It is said that the lungs are cold, and the cough is so uncomfortable (?;ω;`)

Chapter 110 Nine Chinese Literature Students, Ghosts, and the Second Time Traveling

As the saying goes, flags cannot be erected indiscriminately

Kacha~

A crisp sound sealed Mo Liang's voice

A merciless chill sealed Mo Liang's movements

Under the glimmer of light on Xingzi's body, a pool of terrifying pitch-blackness gradually spread out in a circular shape on the bed under Mo Liang, like a leak test.

Of course, it's not a leak test. To be honest, Mo Liang feels that his bladder muscles have been solidified at this moment, not only him, but even Sachiko is solidified at this moment, and the two of them can only watch helplessly. black ink diffusion

Three breaths of time, the black ink covered the entire bed in just three breaths, but unexpectedly did not continue to spread, like a layer of black cloth on the surface of the bed

But is it really that simple?

The next moment, what he saw in his eyes gave Mo Liang the answer

falling

The faint light emanating from Sachiko's body, the white photons invisible to the naked eye and whose shape can only capture its trajectory, slowly sank into the blackness, and then fell as if falling into an abyss, disappearing in the end of view

At this moment, Mo Liang realized that his sense of space had gone wrong.

When looking at the abyss made of countless falling photons, a layer of cold sweat flooded his back instantly... but it was of no avail

The next moment, Mo Liang's pupils suddenly

A layer of black has already quietly climbed onto his body

wrong!Not to climb!

'Sinking? ! '

'What are you kidding! '

Didn't carry cards, didn't even bring a case

In this case, no matter what is inside, his survival rate is pitifully low!

And not only that...

'Sachiko... Sachiko is still here! '

Seeing Xingzi, who was also imprisoned by an invisible force, showing a pair of dazed big eyes from the bedroll, Mo Liang's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously raised his arms

Oh!

'pain! ! ! ! ! ! '

Can move!

Although there are only hands... and the price is exaggerated astonishingly!

It's like submerging your hand into the jar full of unsolidified 502... It's okay if you really put your whole hand in it, but the problem is that there is only one layer of skin and one layer of flesh!

While giving hope of escape, at the same time, it cut off the only hope with unimaginable horror and pain

It's like a pain that can tear off even the flesh... It's more or less the truth

But so what?

'Even hands can be cut off, so I will worry about these? ! '

'Feel it!My roots! ! ! ! ! '

boom!

a muffled sound

It’s not that you broke free, if you really broke free from this layer of black, it wouldn’t be like this

On the contrary, a strip of things emerged from the black ink, with a pointed butt, like a fluffy tail

But it is as black as ink, and it is better to say that it is a steel whip than a tail, which is more convincing to Mo Liang.

But this braid was lightly placed on the top of Mo Liang's head, and then pressed down without any struggle when he was in a daze, an old face was slapped on the layer of black ink so fiercely, half of it The face is stuck in it all the time

In an instant, the pupils of Sachiko on the side shrank, and the light on her body was shining brightly. Just when she was about to exert her strength, strips of black shadows rose from the black ink, enveloping the two of them.

Just like Hei Ying's tried-and-tested uterine killing technique, countless black whips emerged continuously, enveloping the two of them, and then slowly lowered their support and sank into the layer of black ink. It disappeared completely, only the black layer of the ancient well without waves

After a while, several black whips rose again, swayed in place for a while, and then spread out. One attacked the wardrobe, the other attacked the card pack that was randomly thrown on the table, and the last one went straight into the wall.

However, what happened after that, no one knows

……

crackling~

"…Um?"

After opening his eyes, after a short period of confusion and dimness of consciousness passed, with the flickering purple light, Mo Liang's eyes suddenly opened wide

No movement, no getting up at the speed of light, just lying on the spot obediently, with eyeballs constantly spinning up and down

'Is that just now... dew, or rainwater? '

The palm on the ground rubbed slightly, and Mo Liang immediately had the answer in his heart

'Ground dry'

'The temperature is slightly cold, it should be about [-] degrees'

'Well, even if you know this, you may not be able to judge where you are now'

The only thing I can know is that I am definitely not in Shudu anymore, unless it is the third watch, the temperature will not drop at all

and many more?Say it's on the ground

"Fuck!!!"

Mo Liang jumped up suddenly, flapping his hands constantly on his body, trying to get those insects that did not exist from the clothes as much as possible

There is a vague impression of rolling on the lawn carefree when I was a child... But no matter whether it is true or not, the current Mo Liang can't stand it

Rolling around means that more than two digits of bugs will be on the body. There is no doubt that it is simply a nightmare for cleanliness!

But I don't know what kind of structure the environment here is. I don't know how long I lay on the lush grass, but I didn't even see a bug on my body...

Although there may still be a large number of bugs that are invisible to the naked eye, for a person like Mo Liang who is not too serious about cleanliness, he can still bear it except for feeling a little uncomfortable... probably?

But when he stood up, Mo Liang also discovered many things that were difficult to find when he was lying flat and motionless.

First of all, it is the white box two meters away from the front. The red cross, which is normal from a distance, is so eye-catching

There is another one, which is the bedding that was rolled up like sushi, and somehow it was placed on a fairly flat rock platform, and a large number of familiar clothes of the same style were piled on top of it, and it was still shaking slightly. write

"Have you delivered them all? Should I say it's very considerate?"

Seeing this scene, Mo Liang grinned slightly, first picked up the box, then quickly walked to the pile of fabrics, and then tapped lightly on it

"Stupid inside, aren't you a ghost?"

"!"

Obviously, the person inside was also shocked, or suddenly realized, and the swing stopped immediately

The next moment, a half-empty and half-solid figure emerged from a pile of fabrics, and slowly floated in front of Murliang, with a bit of joy on his face.

"Ah~ I almost couldn't get out"

"Aren't you too stupid?"

"Ehehe...Speaking of which"