MTL - After Rebirth, I Returned to Miaojiang to Inherit My Family Business-Chapter 9 Great Evil Demon

A long time ago, Wu Rong went to an amusement park with Xun An's sister, and was dragged by the domineering girl to ride a jumping machine.

He never knew that he was a little afraid of heights, until the feeling of weightlessness at the moment of falling from a high altitude was like steel big hands clenched his heart, and everyone else was screaming, but he couldn't make a sound, his eyes were tightly closed, his face was pale, and he was almost suffocated .

The cliff was higher than the jumping machine, and the strong wind made Wu Rong's skin ache, especially his shoulder. The ghost boy greedily bit down, the severe pain was not coming from the body, but from a deeper, more fragile soul. But before the ghost boy bit it, a purple light lit up and smashed it suddenly.

"what!"

The sharp and ear-piercing whistling made Wu Rong have a splitting headache, and his chest felt hot. It was the amulet with the paper crane talisman that was heating up. The defeated ghost energy quickly gathered again, and the appearance of the ghost boy was more terrifying than before. It is now like a mass of flowing oil, and the viscous, almost liquid black slurry is stained with streaks of blood red, pulsating continuously, like The capillaries of some monster, filthy and filthy.

"Eat you, I want to eat you!"

The filth slammed into Wu Rong's chest, sending him flying. Wu Rong, who was pale because of the fall from the sky, felt light all over, looking down, he could see the scarlet land approaching rapidly through his body. Wu Rong saw 'myself' falling not far away, her eyes closed tightly, and her whole body was paralyzed.

Wu Rong's soul was already unstable, but the ghost boy knocked him out of his body.

Boom!

The sound of thunder resounded across the sky, and the originally clear sky turned gloomy in an instant, thick black like splashed ink, and the dark and gloomy air connected with the rolling clouds, just like a black pig crossing a river, in which there was faintly a rich and extremely rich and ominous scarlet, which was the ghostly aura , a sign of the birth of a great ominous ghost!

The wind howled, the lightning flashed and the thunder rumbled, and the arrogant ghost boy suddenly shivered. The instinctive fear and awe made it panic and tremble, but a thought of greed made it crazy. After a pause, the ghost boy continued to rush towards Wu Rong, and the thick black ghost pulp opened its mouth like a blood basin to swallow him up!

The talisman is on Wu Rong's body, and the unguarded soul is like the most tempting delicacy in front of it.

Dangerous and murderous intent enveloped Wu Rong's eyes, and he was really angry.

"what-!"

Amidst the sharp and mournful howls, the thick black ghost paste around the ghost boy who had just rushed forward suddenly collapsed, as if being crushed by a higher level of power. The greed on that blue and black face faded away, leaving only endless fear and fear, not even daring to struggle—at some point, Wu Rong grabbed its throat.

Ordinary people are completely powerless, but it is easy for the soul to go out of the body. The current state made him feel indescribably happy, like a ferocious beast breaking free from its shackles, heartily. Wu Rong was ruthless and pointed straight at Guitong's chest like a knife, and quickly grabbed the blood-stained pale child's phalanx.

Only by destroying the token of origin can the ghost really die. Wu Rong remembers what Zhou Xun said clearly. There was a crackling sound, and Wu Rong exerted force with his hands, as if crushing a humble worm.

"Ah ah ah ah ah-!!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, please forgive me, please forgive me! I don't dare anymore, never dare—"

Amid Guitong's painful and desperate wailing and begging, Wu Rong withdrew his hand and saw the broken finger bone. How terrifying is it to crush the original token of an evil spirit with bare hands, and even those powerful celestial masters cannot easily do it.

Wu Rong didn't know, he just felt that in the state of his soul, he was extremely happy, invincible, and the pleasure of omnipotence could sink the most determined person in the world. But at the same time, he was very hungry, so hungry that he couldn't restrain it, his soul seemed to be leaking, and there was an unbearable sense of emptiness in the deepest part.

One second Wu Rong was still thinking about how his soul could return to his body, and the next second he was driven by instinct and swallowed the broken finger bone in one gulp.

Boom!

The ghost boy's screams stopped abruptly, the world in Wu Rong's eyes shook violently, the blue sky and white sun were dimmed, the sky was spinning, and his vision changed, as if he saw another world.

Mountains collapsed, rivers stopped flowing, and the vibrant forest turned into barren, dead and scorched land in a blink of an eye. The chaotic world has turned into a monotonous black and white, the dense will-o'-the-wisps burn forever on the cracked earth, and the rich blood dyes the river red, which is the only bright color in the black-and-white world. The world has become Avici Hell.

He heard the wailing and screaming of countless people, and heard the crying and shouting of despair. Thousands of fierce ghosts float in the sky, ghosts crawl out of cracks in the ground, white skeletons walk out of rivers, lakes and seas, and those with many skeletons cut off rivers and rivers. All the ghosts in the world rushed towards him, but Wu Rong was not afraid.

He wears a bone crown, sits on a throne made of bones, and overlooks all ghosts coming to court.

Boom—boom—

Deafening thunder came from the sky, and the strong ghostly aura suddenly rising from the ancient battlefield shook the world. With a flash in front of his eyes, the hallucination disappeared, and Wu Rong, who was about to fall to the bottom, saw the center of the battlefield ruins, the **** mud covered with bones was surging like a wave, setting off a huge wave of 100 meters, and the blood mud attracted by Wu Rong's breath was like a greedy and terrifying head the monster will swallow him up.

All the blood and mud poured into the air, revealing a scarlet skeleton that was not too tall. It is bright red, full of blood, and the strong evil thoughts it emits are tens of thousands of times stronger than ghost boys.

at this time!

crackle!

The purple thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck the churning **** mud fiercely. The thunder that can cleanse all evil forces in the world was attracted by the ghost energy and fell one after another, the blood mud that was split was sluggish, and the cloudy energy in the air was suddenly cleared. Wu Rong shivered, the fear of the extreme danger brought by the dead thunder made him wake up instantly, he instinctively knew that Tianlei was the nemesis of all souls, and his soul would be wiped out immediately if he got a touch of it.

Without any time to hesitate, Wu Rong rushed straight to his own body that was about to fall to the ground. A needle-like tingling sensation came from behind, and the thunder that was aroused by the ghost energy was out of control. In addition, not far away was the ruins of Master Fu Yinlei, and the up and down motion made the thunder not stop easily.

Hurry up, hurry up, Wu Rong's soul was automatically sucked in as soon as he got close to his body, and before he got out of the dizziness, a creepy sense of extinction enveloped him.

A living person would also be struck to death by lightning, not to mention that he still carried a ghostly aura. From a ghost to a human, his whole body was as cold as ice, only the talisman on his chest was warm, even a little hot. With the thunder on his back and the muddy ground in front of him, Wu Rong didn't know whether he would be chopped to death first or fell to his death.

The nausea and dizziness of weightlessness came, and Wu Rong closed his eyes, waiting for death.

Suddenly, an extremely cold breath gushed out from below, supporting him, as if the ground was not blood mud but a freezer. The rumbling thunder suddenly stopped, and time was frozen. Before Wu Rong could open his eyes, his throat tightened suddenly.

Some icy force grabbed his neck and he could not resist. The extremely terrifying aura made Wu Rong's hairs shudder, and the ghost aura dissipated completely from his body, just like a young ferocious beast encountering a natural enemy, instinctively making him try his best to hide it as if he was feigning death.

But he had already been caught, and there seemed to be a pair of eyes staring at him without any emotion behind him, examining him, full of madness, violence and coldness. An unprecedented death crisis shrouded Wu Rong, who was strangled by the neck, unable to look back. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a slender, translucent hand that was so pale that it didn't look human, passing by his ear, and then—

Casually crushed Thunder.

Big evil ghost.

All ghosts are afraid of thunder, and there are very few who can be fearless and have no taboos. It is undoubtedly not the great evil ghost. Wu Rong thought of the red skeleton and bone ghost king's remains under the **** mud just now, but he didn't have time to think about it, the world was spinning, Wu Rong was thrown to the ground, and his back was smashed into the smelly **** mud, and there was severe pain. Gritting his teeth, he finally saw the true face of the ghost that grabbed him.

He has black hair like a waterfall, is dressed in red, his face is like ice and snow, his eyes are closed, and his lips are pale as if nothing. Wu Rong couldn't see the big ghost's true face clearly, his color was very light and ethereal, as if he would be blown away by the wind in the next second. Thunder and lightning struck his back one by one, and he stood motionless like a rock. The lightning illuminated the drops of blood that fell on Wu Rong's body, leaving circles of crimson in circles.

He was bleeding all over his body, his hair, face, and robe were all stained red with blood. Not a single inch of his body was intact, and there were dense scars everywhere, as if he had been tortured. The ghosts who died after inhuman torture are the most terrifying and dangerous, full of resentment. The red clothes on his body were actually stained red with blood.

The thunder and lightning finally stopped, leaving only the rumble of thunder in the air. The cold came from the place where Wu Rong came into contact with the ghost. The other party was looking at him, like a giant overlooking an ant, indifferent, the sixth sense crazily screaming for danger, but he was completely unable to move due to intimidation, Wu Rong watched helplessly as the ghost leaned over and hugged him.

As if falling into an ice hole, even the soul will freeze, only the amulet on the chest is still a little warm. Wu Rong's teeth chattered, his cheeks felt cold, and he realized it later.

The ghost was licking his blood.

The scratches on the face from the gravel, the blood stains on the lips, the scratches on the exposed skin when it fell, the snake-like coldness passing through the wounds, it does not hurt, because it has already lost consciousness due to the cold. There is no ambiguity at all, just like a beast drinking a mouthful of warm blood before devouring its prey.

It seemed that the blood was too little, and the cold spot moved to Wu Rong's chest, right above the heart. The hand that just tore Lei Ting fell there, the fingers were slender and pale, the nails were neat, translucent and clean, it was completely impossible to see that he had just torn Lei Ting to pieces.

Suddenly, the fingers snapped and pulled something from Wu Rong's chest.

It is a talisman.

The big ghost tore it off and shredded it, grabbed out the paper crane inside, and paused for a long time. Losing the last heat source, the excessive coldness and the force majeure of the exhaustion and pain just now made Wu Rong unable to struggle and fell into a coma.

—

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Rong woke up.

Wu Rongfa was stunned for a while about the fact that he was not dead, but it was the throbbing pain in his arm that brought him back to his senses. He appears to be in a rough country infirmary now, with a bandage on his left arm, from wrist to upper arm. Wu Rong's first reaction was to touch his chest, and sure enough the amulet was gone. His thoughts were confused for a while now, not knowing whether he was dead or not.

His body was still hot, but if he wasn't dead, why didn't the ghost kill him.

Where did it go?

"Wu Rong, you're finally awake!"

Zhou Xun's loud and excited voice could be heard from a long distance away. He didn't wear a mask this time, and a thick bandage was wrapped around his neck, which was extremely funny. Zhou Xun threw himself down beside Wu Rong's bed like a big dog, and said without concealing his worry: "Fuck, I thought you were gone. You didn't know at the time that the ghost boy caused the revival of the ancient battlefield. Fortunately, Master Fu Lei Wei was still there, he cracked dozens of thunderbolts, and the ghost energy was completely wiped out."

Zhou Xun couldn't stop talking about it, and Wu Rong roughly understood what happened. Although he was dragged by the ghost boy and fell off the cliff, he died without any chance of death, but after the thunder dissipated, Zhou Xun and the middle-aged Taoist did not give up, and carefully went down the cliff to search on the ancient battlefield. Wu Rong is still breathing.

"If it weren't for the clash of ghost energy and thunder that consumed most of the aura accumulated in the ancient battlefield, Cheng Daozhang and I really wouldn't be able to get along."

Talking about the scene at that time, Zhou Xun was terrified, and finally he cheered up, and said with a smile: "Wu Rong, you are also blessed if you survive a catastrophe. I haven't congratulated you yet!"

"Congratulations on becoming a ghost raiser!"

The author has something to say: Reborn No. 1 Ghost Boy is getting a bento~ Take it away, carry it away, the next rebirth is ready!

Fluffy is not a bone, he is much higher than the bone ghost king =w=