MTL - After Rebirth, I Returned to Miaojiang to Inherit My Family Business-Chapter 46

Wu Rong had never felt so clearly the existence of the big ghost in his left arm. Normally, the ghost would change the body of the ghost keeper more or less to make him more comfortable to live in, just like Zhou Xun's rotten teeth and The bad breath that can’t be cured, or the ghost keeper who feeds the hanged ghosts is getting longer and longer, and the tongue can be wrapped around the neck more than a dozen times like a big braid.

The stronger the ghost, the weaker the person, the greater the impact. There is no doubt about the powerful strength of the big ghost, but since raising it, Wu Rong has not found any extra organs in his body, nor has he found any organs that have become particularly developed. Even the left arm where the big ghost lives has not changed at all, as if It is because the bandage has been worn for a long time, and the skin has turned white.

The big ghost is like an ascetic monk who doesn't pay attention to his environment.

So after the first emotional awareness of the existence of the big ghost, Wu Rong was a little uncomfortable. The coldness seeped out from the bone seam of the left arm, with an inexplicable cold and tyrannical emotion. Although most of it spread outward, a small part of it spread into Wu Rong's body. This feeling is extremely weird, just like the left arm that is completely out of control now.

There is another thing living in his body, an extremely dangerous and powerful ghost in his defenseless, most fragile and soft body, without any safe distance, getting too close, like inviting an unchained beast into the bedroom, If it wants to fight back, Wu Rong is not even sure if he can suppress it with the blood contract.

Hurry up to hatch the Gu seeds.

The existence of the big ghost made Wu Rong feel very safe, but at the same time very insecure. This kind of entanglement made him feel mixed emotions. Facing the cold and dark energy spreading from his left arm, Wu Rong didn't know for a while. If the big ghost leaves his body from now on, will he be relieved, or will he be more on guard and nervous.

But in the current situation in the slit of the tiankeng, if the big ghost really turns back and recovers, it almost means that both the people and ghosts inside will die. For some reason, Wu Rong has extraordinary confidence in the strength of the big ghost. Fortunately, now he can still feel the blood contract between himself and the big ghost.

The chilly aura that pervaded outwards began to gather around Wu Rong, wrapping him heavily, as if an invisible, tall man was hugging him loosely from behind, the chilly aura was everywhere, like strips of coldness The little snake ran over Wu Rong's hair, around his ears, collar, and between his fingers. As soon as the end of the nose was cold, all the blood dripping on the clothes were swallowed by the wind.

Wu Rong calmly used his inner voice to drive the Qingling Gu to feel something was wrong, and wanted to turn around to help him, ordering it to continue fighting with Liu Hu. He seemed to be in a freezer now, his breathing and exhalation were covered with white mist. After devouring those few drops of blood, the cold and yin energy still roamed around every part of his body like a poisonous snake. The small yin wind was everywhere, like a wild beast relying on instinct, wandering everywhere, lingering in the corners of Wu Rong's nose and eyes, The greed that cannot be hidden is wanton, craving for more.

But Wu Rong didn't realize the strangeness of Yin Feng, the little green snake restrained Liu Hu, and there were no strong enemies around for the time being, taking this opportunity, he was communicating with the big ghost. Wu Rong felt that the big ghost was in a very strange state at the moment, he was uncharacteristically indifferent, his strong emotions were very purposeful, and he pointed directly at the barren mountain that was still roaring. What was it about the mountain that attracted him? Is it the mountain itself or the monsters fighting on it?

Second, Wu Rong felt that the consciousness of the big ghost was fading, and it was as fragile as a cloud, as if the things here were making him dissipate quickly, so that the big ghost couldn't even appear as a complete entity now, it was just a cloud of ghost fog. It was because he was about to disperse that he showed such obsession, as if he must go to that mountain before dispersing. If it wasn't for Wu Rong's blood deed, it might have drifted away long ago.

Wu Rong almost exhausted all his mind, and finally felt so much from the autistic ghost. Up to now, Wu Rong still doesn't know where he fell into and how to get out. The environment here is weird. If he doesn't care about it, the big ghost may really dissipate after a while, like dew in the sun.

Although Wu Rong is not good at perceiving the emotions of big ghosts. But in terms of how to feed the big ghost and gather strength for him, Wu Rong has already graduated from New Oriental.

He opened his arm with a knife, and the moment the blood flowed out, he was swept away greedily by the evil wind. The tiny whirlwinds covered his wound without pain, just like the mosquito acid injected by mosquitoes while sucking blood is similar to an anesthetic substance, so people don't feel pain. Even the pain of the knife cut was numb, but it was a little cold, and the unbearable slight itching made Wu Rong tremble unconsciously,

The dark wind surrounds Wu Rong's arm. After regaining the Gu seeds, Wu Rong's body's resilience is strengthened, and the wound quickly heals.

But not enough.

The ghost qi condensed a bit compared to before, but it was not enough to stabilize the big ghost's body. Wu Rong scratched his arm several times. When Yin Feng drank the blood, he was still thinking that this way of scratching every time was too troublesome. He wondered if he could save some blood, just like the blood bags in the hospital blood bank. I don't know if the big ghost drinks the leftover blood.

Just like recovering the Gu species back then, the more blood fed, the deeper the connection between Wu Rong and the big ghost. Excessive blood loss made Wu Rong slightly dizzy, and the dark wind supported him, like a pair of hands as strong as iron stones tightly wrapped around his waist. No one can perceive Rong. The Yin Qi no longer collapsed, which meant that the situation of the big ghost had stabilized. At this moment, Wu Rong couldn't help feeling worried.

What if the big ghost has the same temperament as the Gu species and wants to drink up his blood.

But what Wu Rong was worried about didn't happen. After the big ghost regained consciousness, he didn't drink his blood again. He was very restrained, and the wound that was still bleeding accelerated to heal. But the thick and cold Yin Qi still surrounded him, and the silence did not dissipate. Wu Rong struggled twice but couldn't break free, so he didn't bother to take care of it anymore. He was hungry after he lost too much blood, and the big ghost who had returned to normal had a rich and mellow aroma again.

If you can't eat it, you can smell it.

Now Wu Rong could still suppress the hunger, so he forced himself to turn his attention to Liu Hu's soul who was fighting against the Green Spirit Gu. Suddenly, Wu Rong frowned.

"Eat him!"

Wu Rong was worried about the strangeness of the big ghost, and wanted to train the Qingling Gu's ability to fight by itself, so he let it fight Liu Hu alone. Facing the Qing Ling Gu, which is the most restrained of ghosts and filth, Liu Hu, who only has his soul left, has exhausted all means, and it is now at the end of his strength. Liu Hu was panting heavily, his body was covered with black hair, and his whole body became more and more like a **** dog with a human face. Without physical support, Liu Hu was gradually assimilated by the vicious dog while using the power of the soul to drive the vicious dog.

He was in pain all over his body, more painful than being cut off by Wu Rong, the more he assimilated with the vicious dog, all the abuse methods that Liu Hu had used on the vicious dog were all fed back to his soul. Cuts, sticks, burns, fractures, intestines pierced and stomach rotted, all kinds of pain made his eyes red, and the increasingly distended abdomen made Liu Hu panic.

The vicious dog started to turn back, it didn't want to be controlled by Liu Hu anymore, but wanted to get rid of all kinds of restrictions set by Liu Hu in the past, and use his soul to be reborn! In a daze, Liu Hu remembered that he had captured a stray dog ​​that was pregnant and about to give birth, abused it until it was breathless, then cut open its belly and pulled out a series of puppies.

The puppy didn't open its eyes, its newborn soul was the purest, comparable to a spirit dog. Animals have a feeling of licking their calves. Even the ugly and ferocious dogs will tenderly lick the souls of the puppies and comfort the **** who were tortured to death. At this time, Liu Hu always laughed, shook the knee bell, and ordered these beasts to eat the souls of the puppies. Seeing them mad and angry and suffering, but they could only obey orders and swallowed up the pups, Liu Hu was extremely happy and felt that he was omnipotent.

He doesn't want a vicious dog with feelings, but a ruthless killing machine that obeys orders. Many dog ​​fighting factories live chickens and rabbits to train the fierceness of fighting dogs, and Liu Hu feels that he is doing better. He used the knee bone bell to cultivate the servility of the vicious dog, and used the souls of the mother dog and the puppies to erase the excess emotion of the vicious dog. No one had ever dared to train the vicious dog's soul like him. He was careful when he was training, but Liu Hu Look down on them.

He wants to be the master of the vicious dogs and wants them to be absolutely loyal.

But now, Liu Hu hates and fears at the same time, the terror of death envelops his heart like a scythe of death, the pain in his abdomen is like a knife, the vicious dog is devouring his stomach, the sharp pain of his soul being devoured is more intense and clear, bowing his head One could clearly see the clusters of wriggling, biting demons with sharp teeth in his bulging, translucent belly. Liu Hu was in so much pain that his soul was no longer solidified. He almost dodged just now, but his left arm was bitten off by the Qingling Gu.

Until then, strong fear gripped Liu Hu's heart, he didn't want to die, he didn't want to die, he wanted to live. Even if he loses his body and becomes a ghost, he still wants to live! The vicious dog was about to be born, and Liu Hu's belly was swollen like a woman who was pregnant for ten months, and it was still growing. At this moment, his soul has no human form at all, and it is covered with hair, just like the **** whose belly was cut open by him, and the body was chopped up and thrown away.

Liu Hu was in so much pain that he couldn't move, and he couldn't escape the **** mouth of Qingling Gu anymore. He heard Wu Rong's order, hatred and resentment were like poisonous ants gnawing at Liu Hu's soul, and he was in agony, Wu Rong, Wu Rong! He can't wait to eat his flesh and sleep his skin! How could Liu Hu be willing to die in his hands like this! Even if he dies, Wu Rong will have to pay the price, and he will be caught and thrown into **** together!

After making up his mind, Liu Hu calmed down strangely, the corners of his mouth were hanging and split, his face gradually became sharper, like a fox. The next moment he was swallowed whole by the Qingling Gu. With its neck bulging, the big green snake spat out the letter, wagging its tail happily and wanting to return to Wu Rong to ask for a reward. At this moment, Wu Rong's expression suddenly changed.

"Spit it out!"

Boom—!

The air flow swept across the four directions, and the black mist burst into the sky from the big green snake! The strong wind lifted Liu Hu's body which had been split in half, and a black wooden statue rolled out, fluttering, and flew into the midair, in the center of the black mist.

It was a fist-sized statue of a blue-eyed fox. I don't know who carved it. The pair of long, narrow fox eyes occupied most of the fox's face. It was half a smile, half a smile, half happy, and the eyes were green like will-o'-the-wisps, drooling sinisterly. Looking at Wu Rong with malicious intentions, the entire statue was engulfed in black mist.

"Hee hee hee hee hee hee-"

A string of laughing sounds came from nowhere, very light and soft, with an indescribable charm, just listening to it seemed to hook people's souls away. Facing the sudden change, Wu Rong stood ready, and the little green snake returned to his shoulders, as thin as chopsticks, sluggish. Just now, Wu Rongqiang recalled it with his own contract. Thanks to the green spirit Gu, which was married to him by a witch, it was born from the blood of the witch clan. If it were a little spider, it would probably be swallowed by the black mist!

"Hee hee hee hee, hahahahaha—"

That feminine and charming laughter became louder and louder, making people dizzy, dry mouth, and as if the heart was about to jump out of his chest. The next moment, the black fog all over the sky dissipated, and Liu Hu's soul appeared in midair. All the dog hair mutations on his body have dissipated, and he looks like a normal soul, but his temperament has undergone subtle changes.

He looked more charming, with a soft figure, and a smiling eye swept over Tian Cheng charmingly. It seems inappropriate to use this word on a tough guy like Liu Hu, just like King Kong Barbie, but in fact there is nothing against it.

Hu Xian originally thought that after the torrent of Yin Qi washed away the talisman seal, he would be completely free, but who knows how that stupid Liu Hu got the blood mud here. Although he doesn't pay attention to the consciousness of a small tiankeng, but after being suppressed for so many years, Hu Xian's skills remain one out of ten, let alone the scenery left, just dealing with this blood mud made him burnt out .

After finally feeling Liu Hu's existence, Hu Xian, who originally disliked Liu Huchang's ugly, sour flesh and blood, couldn't wait to answer the call, and thus left the battlefield. Forget about Liu Huchou, barely usable, it's a status, just convenient for him to return to the human world. Hu Xian comforted himself in this way, but when he came over, he was shocked and stunned.

What about Liu Hu's body?

How was it split in half? !

What's the use of this trash with only the soul left!

Hu Xian, who had a very bad temper, sneered, and stared at the standing man with dark and angry eyes. Hu Xian finally understood why Liu Hu, a cowardly waste who knew his intentions, still had the guts to call him over. It turned out that he was driven to death. Hu Xian has no interest in avenging Liu Hu. If this trash is still in front of him, maybe he will tear this idiot to pieces first.

Now that this person has ruined Liu Hu's body and disrupted his plan, this is the point of Hu Xian's anger and dissatisfaction.

Just kill him casually, and get out of here as soon as possible before the blood mud reacts.

Hu Xian raised his hand casually, wanting to kill this man like crushing an ant, and glanced casually before dropping his palm.

With just this one glance, Hu Xian couldn't take it out of his eyes, his eyes became straight, and his tone instantly changed from stern to soft.

"Hee hee, wonderful man, why are you willing to split this body and make me homeless?"

Hu Xian has never seen such a good-looking person!

The beauty in his eyes is different from that of ordinary people. It is not just about the appearance, but also comes from the most essential intuition of the fox fairy. In the eyes of the fox fairy, Wu Rong is extremely beautiful from head to toe, even every strand of hair is full of extreme attractiveness. This attraction comes from his body and soul, just like the reincarnated young monk Hu Xian saw decades ago, and the Taoist priest with a pure yang boy body.

If you can double cultivate with people of their physique, doing it once is better than devouring thousands of ghosts!

It's a pity that the young monk was too young and the Taoist priest was too fierce. Hu Xian was sealed before he got a taste of them. Over the past few decades, Hu Xian has been reflecting on himself all the time, and what he regrets the most is that he has never tasted the pure yang body, otherwise, when his power has greatly increased, how could he be afraid of Nasima Gyatso!

A pure yin body is rarer than a pure yang body, let alone a pure yin body that is still alive and has not turned into a ghost. The female vixen likes a pure yang body, and the rare male vixen like Hu Xian prefers a pure yin body. Hu Xian couldn't bear to kill Wu Rong at all, and even hated Liu Hu for being so useless, he only summoned him when everyone was dead.

If Liu Hu still had his body, Hu Xian would be able to join forces with Wu Rongye right now. After doing this, he might recover seventy-eight percent of his strength. When the time comes to kill Xuemu, wouldn't it be easy to get out from here!

But that doesn't mean you can't do it without your body.

Liu Hu's consciousness has not completely dissipated. After he sensed what Hu Xian wanted to do, his three views collapsed. His whole soul was not good, and he hissed and roared crazily:

'Kill Wu Rong! I called you here to kill Wu Rong! '

Liu Hu's weak resistance was easily suppressed by Hu Xian. Hu Xian smiled and fell in front of Wu Rong, his every move was full of indescribable charm, especially with a soul like Liu Hu, it more vividly reflected what it means to be a beauty whose bones are not skinned.

"Is the wonderful man's name Wu Rong? What a nice name."

Hu Xian smiled lightly, exhaled like blue, a breath of fox can easily seduce people's mind, let him use it for himself. Hu Xian read through Qianfan, and at a glance he could tell that Wu Rong was still a baby, and that indifferent and youthful demeanor made people want to stain him even more, seeing him lose his composure and panic and show all kinds of indescribable gestures. Thinking of Yuanyang with a pure yin body, Hu Xian couldn't help dry mouth, and was so excited that he was like a kid doing this for the first time.

It's just that Wu Rong looked at him coldly, and Hu Xian became excited! (Liu Hu completely regretted it: Abnormal!)

"A Rong, you ruined my body, there must be some compensation."

The fox breathed down, but Wu Rong's eyes were still clear. Even Hu Xian, who was eager to enjoy a big meal now, did not lose the fox's cunning and suspicious, wondering why Wu Rong was not under control. Hu Xian had long noticed the green little snake on Wu Rong's shoulder, and now it was shivering on Wu Rong's shoulder as if afraid. Although this kind of spiritual creature should be afraid of Hu Xian, it shouldn't be so timid that it doesn't even protect the Lord.

Suspicious, Hu Xian was still affectionate on the surface, approached Wu Rong slowly, and whispered seductively:

"Do you... want to have a taste of happiness?"

Before he finished speaking, a hand suddenly stretched out from Wu Rong's back, grabbed Hu Xian by the neck, and lifted him up.

Hu Xian:! !

Hu Xian, who had been on guard for a long time, immediately rolled up a black mist and attacked Wu Rong. He should have known that this pure yin body can live without injury and disease until now, and there must be someone secretly guarding it! Hu Xian's tricky and ruthless offensive went straight to Wu Rong's heart, and he wanted to use Wu Rong's safety to force him back! But the next moment, before Hu Xian touched Wu Rong, Liu Hu's soul was crushed by that hand.

"what-!!"

Miserable and painful wailing resounded through the sky, and Liu Hu's soul, which was weaker than before, appeared more than ten meters away. At this moment, Hu Xian's face was no longer calm, his momentum soared as if he was facing a big enemy, his face was elongated and sharpened like a fox's face, there was a hint of panic in the fright and resentment.

"Who are you!"

The blood-colored back stood in front of Wu Rong, tall and straight like a bamboo, and as powerful as a sinking abyss, and the black hair hanging down to his waist was like a silk brocade. Wu Rong couldn't see Liu Hu's expression, nor could he see what the big ghost was doing. The big ghost stood in front of him like this, but Hu Xian's voice became more and more miserable and sharp. He couldn't hide his panic at all, and blurted out a series of names.

"Thousands of sorrows? The **** clothes are fierce?! The Ghost King of the Ming Tombs?! Dora Rakshasa?!"

"who are you!"

Wu Rong also wanted to know who the big ghost was. But then Hu Xian stopped talking. He seemed to be concentrating on fighting, and the rumbling sound was endless, and the howling of ghosts and wolves was shrill and piercing, but the big ghost was like a lofty and tall mountain, which remained motionless despite the storm.

Wu Rong wanted to peek behind the big ghost several times to see how the battle was going, but was always blinded by the big ghost's blood-red robe and couldn't see anything. He could only feel the aura of extreme tyranny and terror, full of violent and crazy killing intent like a bloodthirsty tyrant, even if Wu Rong didn't deal with it head-on, he still felt horrified.

Compared to Hu Xian's huge commotion, the big ghost was very quiet, raising his hand occasionally, his sleeves swaying slightly, and his hair swaying slightly.

When the roar of the fierce battle completely subsided, Wu Rong was finally able to see the battlefield from behind him. With just one glance, Wu Rong's breathing became slightly stagnant. From one step in front of the big ghost, the red-brown ground suddenly sank like a canyon, like the ground hit by a meteorite, and the boundary could not be seen at a glance. The blood river has completely disappeared, leaving only a thin layer of blood at the bottom of the deep pit.

Hu Xian, or Liu Hu's soul was shattered in the blood, and the originally complete soul was completely torn apart, which was extremely tragic. The pit is full of deep traces left over from the fierce battle. Wu Rong took a step forward, wanting to take a closer look at the pit. But before he stepped out, he was bound around his waist, unable to move any more, behind his back was cold and silent, revealing an undeniable dictatorship.

Wu Rong wasn't quite sure what the big ghost's mood was, so he simply stopped moving and stood here overlooking the deep pit.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Hoarse laughter came from the bottom of the pit, and Wu Rong's expression froze. I saw a tattered, tattered fox sculpture with only a head left, flying up and down from the deep pit, and Hu Xian's hoarse and fearful voice came out, full of unwillingness.

"Skills are not as good as others, and the little fox is willing to bow down."

The statue that was about to shatter looked at Wu Rong with blue eyes, especially the hand that was holding his waist, and suddenly hissed and said with a deep smile:

"You trust him, but he thinks the same as me."

After all, the statue shattered, and the rotten wood residue fell into the pool of blood. Wu Rong could hear what Hu Xian meant, but her expression didn't change. She didn't need to think about it to know that Hu Xian's words must be sowing discord. Wu Rong knew what the big ghost wanted and what he was thinking. He should prepare more blood bags in the future, and don't always bleed on the spot when he needs it.

"haha a…"

An extremely weak groan came from Liu Hu's broken soul, Hu Xian's consciousness left, and Liu Hu naturally woke up. Not reconciled, not reconciled, Liu Hu knew he was going to die, but he hated it, hated it so much that he gritted his teeth, Hu Xian didn't die, his body was still in the barren hills. Wu Rong is not dead, he is still alive and well, only him, only Liu Hu is going to die, how can this make him reconciled.

The belly that was applauded like a ball wriggled, and there was a ripping sound like a tear, and the re-born vicious dog soul crawled out of his soul, but Liu Hu could no longer feel the pain. His rolled out eyeballs fixedly stared at the black animal, barking loudly, stumbling towards Wu Rong without knowing what to do. Darkness enveloped Liu Hu's consciousness. He was about to die, but Liu Hu was not reconciled.

When a vicious dog was born, it could hardly stand the hunger. If it attacked Wu Rong, it would be killed. Liu Hu thought of the pain and torture just now, and a malicious smile appeared on the corner of his mutilated mouth.

This little bastard... will accompany him to hell...

At the last moment when Liu Hu fell into darkness, he saw the black dog rushing towards Wu Rong. Then…

Wu Rong picked it up.