resentment resuscitation

His blood coagulation ability is very strong, and in just a few seconds, the wound will scab and fall off.

Mai Dingdong lowered his eyes, slid his fingertips up the back of Zhong Mozhi's hand, and tapped the other's wrist.

The chest suddenly became uncomfortable, and the soreness spread along the upper ribs to the surroundings.

He didn't quite understand why, why Zhong Mo had such feelings for him.

He doesn't understand feelings, and he doesn't want to talk about feelings.

A few people couldn't help talking in a hurry, and all the bright lights were suddenly extinguished, as if they were covered with hands.

The iron bed creaked and shook, and with a gust of wind, the room became bright again.

Those who looked at Zhagui also looked away, holding their breath because of the change in the room.

The originally flat beds unexpectedly slowly swelled up, revealing a touch of black around the edges.

Someone was lying quietly inside.

Wen Changxue kicked at the foot of the bed, knocking down an iron bed directly, and the dead body on the bed rolled under the quilt and rolled to the feet of several people, the eyes were all white, and the black lips were faintly bright.

They have jade-colored jewels in their mouths.

Zhong Mozhi glanced at it lightly, and casually reminded, "Don't take it."

Huang Mao shuddered, feeling that his fingers were about to dig into the mouth of the dead body.

He got up and backed away, looking around with red eyes, and reported to Wen Ge: "There is a lot of resentment, there is something hidden under the bed sheet."

This competition has almost been ruined, and the final ranking depends entirely on Wen.Next, we have to see how the young resentment masters present themselves.

Tan Sheng was very close to Mai Dingdong. With his eyes closed and his ears tilted, he said softly, "Many legs, crustaceans, very crowded, and countless bugs."

"A bug that feeds on carrion."

"That's not the point. Someone is using corpse oil to raise jade."

"It's Brother Liu, right?"

"But why can the corpse remain in a highly decomposed state?"

"Because there is something that is continuously sending grievances here."

The drummer raised his eyebrows and let out a long breath, "That's right, so I died a total of 86 times, and returned to the tavern safe and sound the next day."

"You want to die?"

"I'm playing drums for Brother Liu. I just want to die, not stink and never end up in the desert."

"Maybe find the source, you can die, Mai Mai will come back."

Mai Dingdong listened with gusto at first. Although these resentment masters are careful and thoughtful, they are indeed amazingly capable.He pouted and stared at the stranger who was speaking speechlessly.

Who is your Mai Mai?

Seeing that Zhong Mozhi was already walking along the foot of the bed, looking for a way out.Mai Dingdong withdrew his gaze and stood beside the dead body, suddenly feeling a strange impulse in his heart.

Different from Huang Mao's bewitched treachery, he only felt that the gemstone was very warm.

The Adam's apple slipped down, and Mai Dingdong always obeyed his intuition, squatting down, carefully avoiding the two black lips of the dead body, and carefully touching the jade.

"boom!"

It seemed that the imprisoned resentment had been unsealed, and the black air was crazily released from the seven orifices of the dead body. At the same time, the jade rubbed greedily at the fingertips of the human beings, and then gradually became transparent.

"call."

Feeling hot all over, Mai Dingdong hugged his knees, buried his blank head in his arms, and panted heavily.

The only sound in his eardrums was the beating of his heart, and the hot sweat soaked the hair on his forehead.

The panting was full of hot bubbles, and as the lips opened and closed, they were spat out.

Anyway, no one could see him, Mai Dingdong didn't suppress the heat and discomfort at all, the licking of his lower lip was bright and moist, and the wheezing he rolled out was very sticky.

If he still looks like a peach tree at this moment, because of that jade, the branches and leaves are shaking fragilely.

The color of jade shines along the veins of the leaves.

He raised his head in a daze, his neck was flushed red, he dragged his voice at the end, and let out another gasp, "Hmm..."

The Grudge Eliminator, who was groping around the room, looked at the person who suddenly appeared with a complicated expression.

The scent of flowers in the air floated along with the dust, and the ceiling was ripped open by Zhong Mozhi at some point, revealing the squashed and embedded corpse inside.

And Wen stood on a bed with patterns all over his ankles. The muzzle of the gun he held in his left hand was smoking, and invisible bullets shot into the ceiling. come out.

At the bottom of this mine, in a place where brother Liu's treasures are nourished by the dead, the people with moist eyes, trembling and panting are especially abrupt.

"Can you see... me?" Every time I said a word, I had to stop and catch my breath.

Before he finished speaking, the cold wind blew by, and a person appeared in front of him in an instant, and was embraced in a warm and broad embrace the next second.

The opponent's arms are still strong, wrapping around the waist and shoulders, pressing the human very close.

Zhong Mozhi knelt down on one knee, Mai Dingdong couldn't help but slow down his breath as the heartbeat in his chest vibrated.He could feel Fathuan being kissed, followed by an extremely gentle voice, "I'm sorry."

Sorry for not being sharp enough.

Except for Wen, all the grudge-removing masters silently averted their eyes, feeling that the way the ferocious beast was apologizing in a low voice was terribly inconsistent.

Mai Dingdong's whole body was still numb, and his waist was soft after being touched. He refused, "Let go first."

"Not loose."

The slightly cool cheek rubbed against Mai Dingdong's side face, and there was a sense of cheating when he spoke.

Mai Dingdong was hugged by him, and he put his chin on his shoulder weakly, "I'm so hot, I feel uncomfortable."

Then the other party began to cool down, his cool arms rubbed against the hem of his clothes and stuck to his skin, and his bony hands pressed firmly on his side waist. He asked with distress, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Mai Dingdong raised his eyelids and looked lazily at the terrifying corpse on the ceiling, "Uncomfortable. Where is my body?"

"It's with me."

"Oh."

"Are you still playing self-mutilation?" Ignoring Wen Ge's gaze, Mai Dingdong bit Zhong Mozhi's shoulder and cursed vaguely: "You are not mainstream."

"I am." Zhong Mo insisted not to cry out, and responded to whatever he said.He sighed secretly, and waited for Mai Dingdong to let go of his mouth, then suddenly lifted the other's chin, and kissed him firmly.

The sharp and forceful rubbing of the lips and the entry into the mouth, except for the tip of the tongue, there is also a vigorous and full dull power.

He held the opponent's leg with one hand, stood up calmly, pushed the person against the edge of the rock, slid his forearm, turned to embrace the opponent's thin waist, and kissed him even more forcefully, swallowing all the body fluid sense of aggression.

"Zhong..." Mai Dingdong's lower lip became more moist and numb, and he was forced to raise his head, his Adam's apple trembled and slipped, and he kept swallowing to avoid the embarrassment of saliva slipping out.

The man hummed heavily, his arms were held tightly, and he was not conservative at all when he tossed and turned.

His shoulders are very broad, covering the charming place, but the overflowing voice makes people think about it.

Wen withdrew his gun, and his eyes circled around the man's back, where he was holding a slender hand with five fingers spread out, and the knuckles were dyed red.

I don't know if it's because of the thin-skinned young grudge remover, the faint black mist slowly disperses, making everything hazy, making it difficult to see the side scenery clearly.

There is no need to spy on the peach color anymore, everyone knows what is going on inside.They explored separately, looking for a way to go deeper into the resentment.

"Didn't you say that you won't suffer from fried ghosts? Why do you think it's a flattery?" Someone quietly poked Tan Sheng's waist.

Tan was in pain, and recalled the way Mai Dingdong wore a hood, turned the steering wheel with one hand, and drove an off-road vehicle to avoid pursuit, and also remembered the way that man often smiled.

"Nobody can say no to attractive people."

"It's not like what you can say. In order to get the first place, Mr. Tan who cheated, stumbling, false and submissive."

the other side.

Huyue's seaweed-like red hair was scattered, and she closed her mouth and faced the wall.She always respects the Lord's decision.

Show favor to human beings, divide powers into human beings in advance, and get close to the disgusting grudge master.

But the Zhagui, who had just formed, risked annihilation and reshaping again and again, forcibly lifted one end of the scale, sacrificed himself to break the balance, shared his power with a peach tree unreservedly, and even took pride in it.

Hu Yue doesn't understand, but she won't disobey.

She waited quietly for the intimacy to end.

The burning smell came from nowhere, Wen nonchalantly withdrew his hand that was scalded by the resentment, and stuck a spell into the black hole in the ceiling.

Following a few obscure incantations, countless crimson long-legged insects crawled out from the edge of the hole, and the densely packed appearance made everyone terrified.

At the same time, the black mist slowly dissipated, and the young man's nose, earlobes, and eyes were all pink, looking inexplicably coquettish.

His lips were moist, and he was panting loudly intermittently. He was lying on Zhong Mozhi's shoulder at this moment, and his ankles were still a little weak when they fell on the ground, but his figure was much more stable.

The drummer jumped away from the surging bugs, poked his hands behind his back, and said to Mai Dingdong, "You are so pretty."

"How nice is it?"

"It's just beautiful."

"is it?"

"En." Zhong Mozhi patted his head.

Mai Dingdong bit his shoulder, "What did I say?"

Ask before kissing him.After a while, I realized that something was wrong, and then patched it up and said: "You can't kiss anyone other than your lover."

Zhong Mozhi was surrounded by the breeze, and no insects dared to approach him. He stared straight at Mai Dingdong.

Mai Dingdong stepped on the ground with a guilty conscience and walked away, unexpectedly seeing some sadness.

"What's wrong with this hole?" He stood beside Wen.

As expected, Wen remained silent, but the impolite look in his eyes remained the same.

Brother Wen didn't speak, and the other resentment masters didn't dare to speak.

Only the drummer, who is a wraith, grinned and leaned over, pointed to the opening and said, "The vent, a lot, a lot of bad smell comes in from there."

Mai Dingdong was not friendly at all, he squinted his eyes and stood on tiptoe, wanting to find a way out with everyone.

Huang Fu withdrew his hand, stroked his long hair warmly, and suddenly asked Mai Dingdong in an unclear manner, "Have you been following?"

"Correct."

"You know I'd like to see the ghosts kill you, don't you?"

Mai Dingdong tilted his head, "Yes. If I bite someone's neck with my mouth full of fangs, he is right to kill me."

"Even if you are human, conscious?"

"It's painful to be conscious, and it's cruel to feel the process of hurting others."

Mai Dingdong jumped on the empty bed, and stretched his hand into the hole without fear. In an instant, the stench of black water exited like a tide, revealing a small incense burner for burning incense.

"Isn't it?"

The corners of his mouth were pulled up, his eyes were clear and clean, compared to Zhagui's coldness and calmness, his smile was as soft as spring.

Wen didn't dare to look at Mai Dingdong.He put the mirror away and was speechless for the first time.

Through the little resentment master, his sight drifted far away, and he didn't know which time and space to focus on.

Feeling his butt being slapped, Mai Dingdong smiled back and asked through gritted teeth, "What's wrong?"

What came into view was a beautiful hand with more than ten jade stones placed on it.

Looking behind the man, all the white sheets were lifted, and all the rotting corpses were blown into ashes at some point, scattered on the sheets, and all the beautiful jade stones were collected.

"You can't take it..." Huangmao Hou, who was almost bewitched and distracted, was afraid, "Are you okay?"

"But he's a fried ghost..." someone reminded him, the yellow-haired mouth was flattened.

Mai Dingdong rubbed his fingers up, curiously wanting to touch it.

In just a moment, Zhong Mozhi withdrew his hand and put the rest in his pocket.

"You're kidding me?" Mai Dingdong frowned unhappily after being hugged by his knees and carried off the iron bed.

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