I went to hell after passively coming out [live]

Qiao Mengxing's neck was clamped by a huge force, and he staggered. When he fell several steps to the window, he saw the true face of the person in front of him.

The black-robed sorcerer waved his hand, and the door of the stairwell was instantly closed tightly. A black streamer faintly flashed across the frame, which was probably cursed.

"You..." Qiao Mengxing spoke with difficulty.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, you and I are both at the mercy of the gods, I won't do anything to you." The middle-aged black and thin man raised his head, under the black hood was a pair of chaotic eyes that belonged exclusively to a madman.

"My name is Nava Bassong, remember my name, I will be your guide."

lead the way?

Qiao Mengxing was thinking about how to send this man on the road!

Nava laughed happily when he saw Qiao Mengxing's eyes were bloodshot with anger and completely dominated by emotions.

"So, God, I've taken a fancy to you so early." Nava didn't let go, but exerted even more force, making people unable to move.

He has almost deciphered the shaman manuscripts back then, and he found that the gods he met belonged to the Dahaner tribe at the border between Mongolia and Russia, compared with the most Manchu immortals in the Northeast.

And that god is also the object of worship of the Dahaner people.

But with the fusion of Manchu and Mongolian, it seems that the two have become inseparable, and the belief of the Dahaner people has gradually declined. On the contrary, the Northeast shaman did not know where to find the evil god pillar.

According to the manuscript, there are eleven gods similar to the Black Snake God, and they were born on twelve kinds of sacred trees and animals. Whenever a god appears, the sacred tree representing the god will grow.

So far, Nava only knows that the Black Snake God is entrenched on the dragon claw locust tree, and the other gods are not recorded in this manuscript.

The person chosen by the twelve gods is destined to be different from ordinary people. The black snake evil god controls desire, chaos and madness, and the other gods also control other emotions and elements. When the gods want to come to the world, they will personally choose the skin , and the lucky ones who are selected will have symptoms of being unable to stabilize their emotions, which will become more and more serious as they grow up.

He licked every inch of the opponent's skin with his eyes, evaluating this warm body.

It's really a good carrier, with good looks and aptitude, it will be the type that the Black Snake God likes, and maybe he will enjoy it before draining the blood.Nava thought to himself.

He took Qiao Mengxing with the other hand and raised it so that the black line on his wrist was exposed.

"God, I can't wait. As long as you put on your skin, you can walk in the world. At that time, the statue will look like you." Nava laughed, "It's a great honor."

He stuck out his tongue and licked Qiao Mengxing's wrist selflessly, like a snake spit out its core, cold and sticky.

Qiao Mengxing's mind was about to explode. He had never been treated like this since he was a child, and he was so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.

He kicked up and hit the black robe's chin with his knee. Nava didn't pay attention, but was hit hard. His upper and lower jaws joined together, and blood immediately overflowed from his mouth, and his tongue was almost broken in two.

The sudden pain made Nava let go of his hand immediately, he covered his mouth and grunted in pain, the blood had already stained his hands.

"You dare...you dare..." Nava couldn't even utter a complete sentence, and was furious, staring wildly at the culprit.

He can't hurt this skin, but it doesn't mean he can't torture the soul!

Nava opened his black robe, and three strange babies reappeared, with their mouths wide open viciously, intending to teach Qiao Mengxing a deep lesson.

Seeing this posture, Qiao Mengxing felt that he had nowhere to hide. He subconsciously pinched the "talisman" in his pocket, longing for a vague back view in his heart.

Before the strange baby could howl out its ear-piercing scream, three sharp knives nailed them to the wall one by one.

The black-robed mage turned his head in shock, and found that the restriction he had set on the door had been broken at some point, and there was a person he least wanted to see standing at the door.

"Ji Dongsheng!" Qiao Mengxing exclaimed, and when he finished calling the person's name, he realized that he had become so dependent on him.

The person he wants to see the most, that figure from the back, is Ji Dongsheng.

Qiao Mengxing is definitely not someone who likes to rely on others. He has an independent personality, and he can even be said to be aloof. After so many years, he only has Gu Wenjie as a good friend.But just now, he subconsciously pinched the black feather representing Ji Dongsheng.

"It's the same as your master." Ji Dongsheng said calmly, "They all like to mess with other people's important things when they are not around."

Qiao Mengxing has never seen Ji Dongsheng like this. Although he looks normal now, his dark brown eyes have gradually turned into an extremely dark color, containing a chilling anger.

The black-robed mage suddenly froze, and the trembling frequency of his limbs rose sharply. In less than three seconds, Nava fell to the ground, curled up and kept rolling. As time went on, he was so painful that he couldn't even cry out. , He vomited after a while, his whole body was wriggling like maggots, his face convulsed one after another, just looking at him, he felt the same pain.

"The nervous system is very interesting, as long as there is a little interference..." Ji Dongsheng tilted his head, "It will become like you."

"Now you are experiencing the most painful trigeminal neuralgia in human beings, but in view of your actions just now, I will give you ten times more kindly."

He kicked the man under his feet, and said dissatisfiedly: "Another one who won't thank you. You guys are so strange. You clamor for gifts every day, but you can't avoid them when they come to you."

"Where's your god? What reward will it give you? Will it make you crazy like Yang Wen?"

Ji Dongsheng really, really, really hates the feeling that his things are being coveted by others. Before he even opened his eyes, he personally tore up the "parents" who wanted to peck at his eggshells. Out of possessive instinct.

But he was afraid of scaring Qiao Mengxing, and afraid of what the master of the mage would feel, so he really endured it very hard.

The movements of the black-robed mage gradually stagnated, his body no longer hurts, but it was replaced by despair. After practicing for decades but being kicked out, more and more sadness gathered in his heart, and the pain from the soul made him burst into tears.

What's the use of letting the gods descend, he is hopeless, and no one can save him.

The only thing that can free him from the pain of living in this world is death.

Ji Dongsheng silently watched Nawa Basong's movements, the blackness in his eyes became thicker, and there seemed to be a demagogic power in them.

The black-robed mage was like a demon. In extreme despair and pain, he took out a small knife for autopsy from his arms, and slashed at his throat.

The author has something to say:

Brother Chicken: If you have something to say, speak up, I can't stand the hands-on ones.

In addition, the Twelve Gods have prototypes, but it is a pity that the information is already incomplete, and the national culture has been seriously lost.