resentment resuscitation

The hot oil-like sand was splashed, and densely packed skeletons moved forward on their stomachs, quickly crawling along the gaps to fill the ground.

"Where are there so many!" Fu Fu leaned on the window, looking into the distance in horror.

Following Hu Yue's shout, two figures flew across the sky quickly.

The crow ignored the humans who were quickly devoured by starvation on the ground, and just flew close to the wall, twisting its body halfway, turning into a pure black crossbow, which shot into Zhong Mozhi's hand like a meteor.

A puddle of clear water was dizzy under Shi Wu's feet, and the grudge-removing master in front of him was caught in the shoulder, and was taken mid-air by the bone-winged bird in pain.

While everyone was still dumbfounded, the man quickly raised his arm, and swiftly threw out the crossbow. Arrows, diamond-shaped arrows were buried in the forehead of the resentful creature, and it instantly neighed sharply and turned into a puff of smoke.

Mai Dingdong's shoulders throbbed, and he was already [-] meters above the ground. The huge bone-winged bird was removed, and he lost the strength to hang in the air, and he fell down by gravity.

All the places outside the building have been covered by white bones. They raised their skulls with carrion, and their jaws creaked, waiting anxiously for fresh blood to fall into the sea of ​​bones.

Mai Dingdong wasn't worried about being swallowed by resentment - Zhong Mo held the slave in one hand and was preparing to catch him from the lower side.

What made his heart beat like a drum was Shi Wu's determined tone and his emotionless gaze.

Sure enough, behind the noisy Eliminator, Shi Wu shrank into a ball, with no light in his eyes, and murmured again: "You will be taken to the top of the mountain and thrown to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, just before Zhong Mozhi's arm touched Mai Dingdong's waist, the bone-winged bird that had disappeared condensed again, this time with a more intense black air, and quickly brought the fragile human being back up .

"He will be finished if he falls! He will be eaten up by those things!" A treasure hunter climbed up to the second floor in embarrassment and said with lingering fear.

Standing in the crowd, Tan Sheng looked at the skeleton downstairs looking eagerly, and then at the bone-winged bird that was reluctant to give up.

He frowned, and then suddenly let go, "Just to see what abilities he has."

Tan Sheng didn't believe that this mysterious and mysterious master of resentment would not use his ability at the critical moment of life and death.

He was curious.

Birds fly fast, taking humans into the air in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a brighter golden light shines on its forehead, revealing the sparkling gems hidden inside.

Originally, some people worried that once the bone-winged bird was killed, the human being would fall into starvation and be swallowed up.

But with gems it's different.

An arrow shot out of nowhere, barely brushing the bird's wing.

More people drew their bows.

Zhong Mozhi frowned, and also noticed the difference in the resentment here—continuous rebirth.

He shifted the aim of the crossbow and shot an arrow at the bird's calf, trying to catch Mai Dingdong before it was reborn.

The sharp claws loosened for a moment, and then gathered again.

If it takes it farther, he may not be able to pick up where Mai Dingdong falls.

But more arrows were shot, and everyone was curious about what kind of treasure the bright color of the bone-wing bird's forehead could produce.

He put down the crossbow, also afraid of hurting Mai Dingdong.

The human beings suspended in the air are like rags, defenseless under the claws of the monster, with their heads bouncing back and forth as it flies, fragile and powerless.

"Human beings." Zhong Mozhi raised his chin, and the hand holding the crossbow was shaking so hard.

Whether it is a treasure hunter or a master of grievances, those who hold up the bow have no scruples about Mai Dingdong's life, but only covet the gem;

He put down the smooth and dark crossbow, stood on the spot and slowly closed his eyes, suppressed the light from the dark golden eyes, and stood on the spot with his thin lips pursed.

The fine sand under my feet trembled like a beating drum, and the wind was swirling, so sharp that it hurt to scratch my skin.

Everyone couldn't help but put away their bows.

Tan Sheng was so frightened by the sudden oppression that he took a step back, stepping on a puddle of water with his heels.

He stared at the man in the center of the storm in astonishment, goosebumps formed on his skin.

The black clouds are low pressure, the wind is howling, and this place is like Avici Hell.

The man's hair was flying with the wind, and the windbreaker was agitated and rolled up behind him.

Tan Sheng boldly raised his hand, the palm of which was reddish, tremblingly reaching into the whirlwind like a sandstorm, and lightly touched the corner of the man's clothes.

He was also very curious about this man's strength.

The nerves were instantly crushed by the majestic and terrifying force, blood overflowed from Tan Sheng's lips, and he withdrew his hand with all his strength.

He heard a faint sentence "I'm bored, die", and then——

The bones crawling on the ground, the bone-winged bird that was drifting away, and even the gems that everyone greedily collected, exploded violently like a detonated bomb.

hum-

Everyone covered their ears in pain, the eardrums were almost punctured, and the tinnitus was so painful that it made people roll.

The bows and arrows of unknown materials were all shattered into fine sand, and gemstones of various colors were blasted into powder.

There will be no more results in this 200 token contest.

Tan Sheng fell to his knees on the ground, his ears ringing until his mind went blank, he turned his head dumbly, and heard the fiery red-haired woman standing next to Zhong Mozhi, saying in a worried tone:

"My lord, your state is not stable yet, you are impulsive."

The man was unmoved, but raised his head and opened his arms, firmly catching the fallen Grievance Eliminator, holding him in his arms, and touching his red-stained shoulder with trembling fingers.

The starvation in full force seems to be just an illusion.

Shi Wu's eyes turned white, and he passed out.

Some were retching, while others slapped their ears vigorously to recover their hearing.

Mai Dingdong lay on Zhong Mozhi's shoulder, still not recovering from Shi Wu's gaze.

The blood on his back was congealing faster, and he hissed, making Zhong Mozhi's hands tremble even more.

"I'm fine. Thank you." He was puzzled by the other party's terrifying anger. He could only be sure that Zhong Mozhi was worried. Mai Dingdong smiled and patted him on the back of the head pretending to be relaxed.

He stood on tiptoe, and saw that Shi Wu's hair was disheveled, and he was trembling in the water.

"Blow ghosts?"

Mai Dingdong turned around and looked at Wen who was squatting on the roof on the opposite side of the street.

The team leader has been watching everything with a cold eye since the bone tide, at most, he would pull the Grievance Eliminator when he was almost swallowed, and he ignored the life and death of the treasure hunter the whole time.

But the movement made by Zhagui made him stand up abruptly, his fingers crackling.

Wen's eyes were red, and he stared at Zhagui with sullenness and resentment, and said with a sneer, "You are really everywhere, and you are really the kind of cubs picking up garbage behind the grudge master."

Different from the strong wind produced by Zhagui, where his sight touched, the already hot air began to heat up again, crackling and producing sparks.

"You attach great importance to him, don't you?" Wen glanced at the young resentment master who didn't like him very much, and taunted Zhong Mozhi and Hu Yue: "Isn't Zhagui always defiant, never covering up resentment, and killing all of them?"

His long hair fluttered, the hem of his skirt was attached to his legs, and the red veins spread from his ankles all the way to his whole body, and then a gun appeared at his waist.

Aim the gun between the eyebrows of Zhagui.

It was suddenly blocked by another head.

Mai Dingdong raised his hand, tried his best to smile amicably and said, "Don't be angry, they are all citizens who serve to eliminate grievances, and killing each other is meaningless."

"Then what if he wants to kill you?" Wen's words made people curious.

Mai Dingdong tilted his head in confusion.

Wen Yue went down the tall building, aiming the gun at Zhong Mozhi's head again, "You absorbed those gems and were scratched by the resentful spirit, you will soon be invaded into consciousness and become a part of those things."

That's why he turned a blind eye and didn't go to save that little resentment master.

"Won't Exploding Ghost kill all grievances?" Wen smiled sweetly, "Will you kill this grievance remover?"

Zhong Mozhi was noncommittal, and didn't even give him the slightest look. He just stroked Mai Dingdong's wound with his palm, burning and consuming his life to speed up his recovery.

But this kind of behavior made Wen even more angry. He seemed to look at the painful memory through this bomber he had never met before.

Wen pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom--

"Disappear, fried ghost."

"Brother Wen's power..." Huang Mao was restrained, staring at Wen with enthusiasm and admiration.

Everyone was unable to move, Zhong Mozhi raised his eyes lazily, hugged Mai Dingdong sideways to avoid bullets, and hugged him even tighter, "Don't be afraid."

"No... what am I afraid of." Mai Dingdong's eyes twitched, "He's going to kill you, why don't you avoid it?"

"No need." Zhong Mozhi leaned over, and licked the softness of the other party with his dry lips, "I'm sorry, I should get rid of them earlier."

Mai Dingdong's eyelids twitched even more, bullets swished into his feet, this was not the time to say these things at all.

His back started to feel hot for no reason, and he patted Zhong Mozhi's neck, "If there is a misunderstanding, please take the opportunity to clarify."

He sort of understood why Lu Shiyan said that it would be troublesome for Zhagui to meet Brother Wen. Looking at his bitter and bitter appearance, it seemed that there was some origin.

Zhong Mozhi listened in, stopped in his footsteps, kissed the soft lips again, then put Mai Dingdong on the clean blanket on the second floor, and said softly, "He's so annoying."

Immediately, a terrifying collision sound echoed in the sky, and the spinning bullets were caught by the palm of the hand, crushed and thrown into the air.

The man jumped and kicked down lightly, facing the attack without flinching.

Suddenly, the explosion spread from the street to the end of the street, sparks flew everywhere, and the feeling of depression became stronger.

Mai Dingdong's back hurt even worse, shaking his head and sighing helplessly.

It's about opening up misunderstandings, not using force to make people stop shouting.

The grudge masters were unshackled and came towards him one after another. When he fainted, the witch was completely silent.

"Is it okay?" Tan Sheng touched Mai Dingdong's back with his fingertips, and was shocked by the biting coldness, and quickly withdrew his hand, "It's so cold!"

"Brother Wen said, he won't survive." Huang Mao said condescendingly with his arms behind his chest.

Tan Sheng frowned, then got up and moved away, looked at Mai Dingdong's dark back and nodded, "It's just like being a resentment master, life and death are just a moment, you...it's a pity."

He felt that this person had something extraordinary, but it was a pity that his life was not good.

Mai Dingdong was a little speechless, he was very energetic, why did the left one die and the right one died.

Not bothering to explain, he leaned over the railing and looked down. Zhong Mozhi and Wen Zheng were fighting hard, and it could be seen that Zhong Mozhi deliberately restrained his strength and didn't want to hurt ordinary humans.

"Are you with Zhagui? What's the origin?"

Mai Dingdong began to feel dizzy, holding on to the railing to catch his breath.

"So last night we said in the tavern that you can't blow ghosts, he heard it?" Tan Sheng shuddered.

"Ha——" My heart was beating fast, and beads of sweat began to condense and drip.

Another grudge-removing master poked his head out, "Will he lift it or not?"

"Did you kill the resentment last night? Or did you blow up ghosts?"

"Has he talked to someone?"

Talking here and there, Mai Dingdong couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and shouted: "He lifted it! It was Hu Yue and Crow who got rid of the grudge! He never talked about it!"

After finishing speaking, he lost consciousness and passed out. Before falling into darkness, he was a black beast that quickly approached.

"Are you the child he brought?" The grudge remover looked at the squatting braided child and asked him.

The other party didn't say anything, just put his hands on Mai Dingdong's blackened back.

The gentle wind blows, and the warmth flows through everyone's limbs and bones.

The tapestry of the exchange was lifted quietly, and the drummers of the tavern last night did not dare to approach because of the aura of the black beast.

He half-hidden behind the blanket, frowning and said: "The power of these gems and what you call resentment are like the north and south poles of a magnet, they are inseparable."

The black beast does not respond.

The drummer hesitated for a moment, then stepped out carefully, "It's really useless. When the night comes, he will become one of us and stay in the desert forever."

"Huh?" Tan Sheng looked at the drummer, "The competition let us get gems, isn't it harmful!"

"Crisis and opportunity coexist. Generally speaking, that thing is a good thing. But if you are too greedy and want more, you will encounter a crisis and be backlashed."

"Your resentment masters come here every year, and you understand the rules here."

It is to only kill unconscious wraiths, do not do things outside the rules, and get promoted in this gray area.

Someone must have taken more than the number of gems, so that the balance of yin and yang would cause a vision.

"He can't live." The drummer took a step closer, and then suddenly shut up.

Under the clothes torn apart by sharp claws, the blackened flesh had returned to its original shape.

The exhausted child gasped twice, and the white mist rose up, turning into a small animal like a rabbit with a bang.

Embellished with red stripes, the white hair is soft, the earlobes are on the side of the body, and the surrounding spirit is overflowing.

"Rabbit?" Everyone was suspicious.

The drummer opened his mouth twice, unexpectedly guessing the identity of the black beast.

He put down his guard and walked out, sighing and said, "If you still want to become a human, it will be difficult, right?"

The beast jumped onto Mai Dingdong's lap, squatted down in a comfortable position, opened and closed its furry mouth, "You don't understand him."

The beast closed its eyes and rested.

He thought back to the jungle.

Because of his habit of lying, the family who raised him regarded him as a spirit beast from the beginning, and finally regarded him as an evil spirit and locked him in a cage to expose himself to the sun.

The family's Chinese New Year was boring, and the bean-sized child tore off one of his legs, saying that he wanted to eat roasted rabbit legs.

Fleeing into the jungle, facing the pursuit, a little milk baby hugged him, staggered to hide in the grass, climbed the cliff, and brought him back to a family in the village.

The little milk baby was still running with clear water and snot, because he was running so fast, his tender white leg was pierced by a dry branch in winter, he hiccupped and cried, wiped his snot on the rabbit's fur, and hugged it tightly, Talk about finding a new home for it.

Regardless of his grandmother's scolding, he ran all over the village, exchanged the cakes he made for wool, and made a winter nest for the rabbit himself when he came back.

The black beast will never forget, when he lay down comfortably in the nest, he saw the scar on the baby's leg that could never be removed.

Mai Dingdong flinched, and found himself deep in a hot cave.

He blinked twice, and suddenly saw the cloaked man in the corner.

"It's you!" Mai Dingdong stood up in surprise.

The cloak fell slowly, and the man turned around, revealing an overly ordinary face.

He smiled and said, "Nice to meet you, little peach tree."

"You are so close to Zhagui, have you forgotten how cruel it is for him to take away your sense of smell?"

Mai Dingdong was taken aback, his fingers turned cold.

The other party clapped their hands and laughed.

The author has something to say: Happy New Years Eve bbs

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