Rebirth of the Strongest Ghost Master

Leng Ji is not a fool, so he naturally knows what Yang Yuan is.

This child looks like he is only five or six years old, so he is going to be asked for Yang Yuan by this group of big men?

When the boy heard what this group of big men said, his face didn't fluctuate at all, as if he had already understood what they said, or he was used to it, but this made Leng Ji, who had been floating in mid-air watching all this, feel even more angry .

"No." The little boy said calmly, his pair of emotionless pupils looked extremely terrifying.

"Stinky boy, I can't stand you not giving it." The group of big guys were enraged by the boy's words, and the expressions on their faces instantly became ferocious. They stared at the boy's body with unconcealable malice in their eyes.

The boy didn't feel nervous when he heard the group of big men talking like this. Instead, he stood up, looked these people up and down, and then suddenly laughed: "You think you are qualified to get my Yangyuan?" ?"

Those big men were eager to wait, but when they heard the boy's uncooperative speech, their anger naturally rose in their hearts, and they didn't care much, so they rushed forward, trying to restrain the boy.

The boy pursed his lips slightly, as if he was a little unhappy. Although there was no expression on his face, his eyes looked at those big men, as if he was looking at some dead people.

Just when Leng Ji thought that the boy might make a move or run away, the boy suddenly made a move that surprised everyone present.

He reached out suddenly and cut his arm.

That arm is very thin and thin, it looks like it is covered with skin and bones, and it is generally pale, which makes people feel terrible, but there is also a feeling of pity. There is a wound on that arm. Too much blood gushed out, it seemed that the blood was so scarce that it could no longer come out.

Those big men obviously didn't expect the little boy to make such a move. They stood there at that time, you look at me, I look at you, and they don't know what this action means.

The blood flowed down slowly, although it was small, it was still shocking.

It was obvious that the scar was cut deeply. The little boy didn't seem to feel the pain. He let the blood flow, and then stood there, looking at the big guys coldly. Not long after, he heard There was a strange sound coming from directly behind him.

It was a sound like the pulling of an iron chain, the sound of rattling, echoing on the ground, making people feel a little scared.

Those big men seemed to realize something, and their expressions were not as arrogant as before, but they were trembling instead.

"Are you ready?" The little boy suddenly smiled when he saw the appearance of those big men.

"Boy, who the hell are you?" One of the big guys is obviously more courageous. Although he is trembling at the moment, his expression is indeed much calmer than those of those guys, and he is also distracted at the moment , Ask the little boy this sentence.

"You want my things, but now you come to ask me who I am?" The little boy smiled and his face was a little cold. He took a step forward, then looked at the men, touched his chin and said: "Now Tell me who sent you here, and I will let you go, otherwise the consequences... I think you should know what it means?"

The boy's words seemed very tough. According to common sense, a few grown men would definitely not pay attention to a child talking nonsense, but I don't know why this scene really made those big men a little scared. Even back again and again.

"I don't know, we don't know." Several big men stared fixedly at the place where the sound was made, their legs trembling constantly, and one of them even had weak legs. They were all pale and terrible.

"I'm not stupid, don't fool me." The little boy said lightly, with an obviously plain expression, in this dark atmosphere, combined with the sound of the iron lock sliding on the ground, it made people feel extremely scary for no reason.

"We really don't know, really don't know." Several big men shook their heads desperately.

The boy was obviously disappointed by their reply, and his face darkened. He took a breath, and then folded his arms indifferently: "Actually, if you don't tell me, I also know who sent you here. I've given you a chance, why do you have to be so stubborn."

The big men didn't speak, not knowing whether what the little boy said was true or not. At this moment, their attention was already on the iron chain that had stopped sliding, and then turned into a figure standing beside the little boy.

"I gave you a chance, you didn't want it, don't blame me." It was a playful tone, but it made people feel creepy for no reason. The little boy smiled, and the amazement at that moment made several people who were originally afraid My legs softened in an instant, and I knelt on the ground, saying "It's over."

The figure standing beside the little boy suddenly moved.

The moment the little boy finished speaking, he rushed out, and then there was a burst of kaba kaba sound, as if the bones were crushed and then put back together again.

The pungent smell of blood also permeated this dark space. The little boy just looked at it like this, as if he couldn't feel the frightening scene. Instead, he watched it for a while and suddenly giggled.

As a mixture of the sound of bones being crushed, the ticking sound of something dripping on the body, and the little boy's smile, in this dark space, people feel a little cool in their hearts.

Looking at this scene coldly and indifferently, it should have been a creepy scene, but it made him feel a little distressed for no reason, as if the little boy had been tortured.

Finally, the screams of those big men disappeared, and the rest of the messy voices also disappeared. The little boy seemed to have laughed enough, and stopped smiling, staring blankly at the place, not knowing Thinking about something.

The previous black shadow had also disappeared, and he was the only one left in the entire space.

He just stared at that place for a while, then sighed helplessly, then turned around slowly, and continued to play with the thing in his hand, but his face did not look like There was a smile like before, but it made people feel a lot more depressed for no reason.

Leng Ji just stared at him like this, he didn't know what he was thinking, his eyes were a little sour, and he seemed to want to cry, this feeling made him feel very uncomfortable, as if crying had been a long time ago.

The little boy continued to squat there motionless, then fiddled with the things in his hands, stood up after a while, then turned his head and walked in another direction.

This time, his pace became much easier, as if no one was chasing him behind him, and the expression on his face finally looked a little better. He just walked like this, with Leng Ji floating behind him.

Because of the darkness around him, Leng Ji couldn't see where it was. He only knew that after floating for a while, he was stopped in what seemed to be a very small space. It felt like a room.

Then he saw the little boy put the things in his hands aside casually, and then sat on a place that seemed to be a table.

There was no one else around, and the little boy was still the only one. The atmosphere was a bit depressing, but after a while, it was broken.

The person who came was a white-clothed boy with silver-white hair. The color of the hair was dazzling, shiny, and extremely beautiful.

After the little boy saw the white-haired boy, he looked a little unhappy, but he didn't stop the white-haired boy from approaching. He just snorted angrily, then turned his head and ignored him.

The white-haired boy seemed to be accustomed to his movements, and he didn't show too many strange expressions. He just sat beside him casually, and then reached out to stroke the little boy's hair.

"How are you today?" He asked with a doting light in his eyes, as if the person in front of him was the one he put on top of his heart.

"Not good, not good at all." The little boy said capriciously, and then slapped off the palm of the white-clothed boy on his head: "I'm not a child anymore, don't touch my head casually."

"I'm older than you." Said the boy in white, with a smile on his face, as if he was very amused by the child's temper.

The little boy didn't say anything this time, and the expression on his face gradually became a little frustrated.

"I met a few more people today who said they wanted to steal my things." The little boy said unhappily, then reached out and patted the boy in white who was sitting next to him.

"Tell me, did you ask someone to do it?"

A strange look flashed in the eyes of the boy in white: "No, no."

The little boy obviously didn't believe what he said, and when he heard him say that, he immediately sneered, and then turned his head disdainfully: "It's really not you?"

The boy in white paused, still maintaining his standard smile, and then said, "Why do you suddenly doubt me?"

"Forget it, it's nothing, just treat me as nonsense." The little boy sighed, but he didn't say anything after all, but suddenly lay on his side on what seemed to be a bed, covered his face, and turned his back to The boy in white said: "Go out, I'm tired, I want to rest."