Volume 1: Wrath of the West Chapter 7: Spend some time
Seeing that the danger had temporarily shifted , he quickly grabbed something from Wang Qi's arms and put it in his own arms, then he held the stick tightly and ran to the left without hesitation.
Like lightning, it passed through the gap between the two ghosts and disappeared into the pine forest at a rapid speed.
He wanted to deal with ghosts more than people.
"Hey, leave this kid to me."
The ghost who was about to chase after him stopped instantly when he heard this.
In the world of ghosts, the law of the jungle prevails. In the absence of laws, the strong ruthlessly dominate the weak.
This time, among the twenty or so ghosts, the old man holding the pipe was the strongest.
Once he spoke, no one dared to compete with him.
"It's rare to find someone brave enough. I'll have some fun with him."
As soon as the words fell, the figure disappeared.
Xu Rui kept running forward, and from time to time he could see corpses whose energy had been sucked dry by ghosts under his feet.
After he estimated that he had gone far enough away, he suddenly stopped and added the only marrow cleansing point to himself.
In an instant, a warm current flowed from head to toe.
All negative states of the body disappear.
My mind is clearer and my strength is much stronger than before.
Eyes can see farther in the dark.
His qualification also increased from 88% to 89%.
"Hey, why don't you run away?"
With a sinister sneer, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.
"It's him?"
Xu Rui's heart skipped a beat.
He originally thought that the male ghost closest to him would be the one chasing him, but unexpectedly he attracted the strongest old ghost instead.
"If the enemy comes, we will stop him; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. Let's fight."
After taking a breath and calming down.
"Senior, do you really want to kill me?" Xu Rui said.
"You are a man of abundant vitality and blood, sweet and delicious. If not you, who else should I kill?"
Just as he was about to pounce, Xu Rui hurriedly said.
"Wait. I have a question. If you can answer it, I will be willing to die."
"You are not afraid even when you are about to die. Instead, you are asking questions everywhere. Do you still have a weapon?" the old man asked suspiciously.
"Oh no, why is this old guy so vigilant?!" Xu Rui thought to himself.
After thinking for a moment, he decided to take advantage of the situation.
"I didn't expect you to figure it out. To tell you the truth, I am a disciple of Mount Mao, and my mentor is my ninth uncle Xu Fengjiao."
The old ghost was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, his laughter full of sarcasm.
"You should be more careful when you lie. You claim to be a disciple of Mount Mao, but you haven't received the seal yet. How dare you lie and claim to be a disciple of Mount Mao? This is really ridiculous."
"I was just accepted by my master, and I haven't had time to return to the master's door to receive the seal."
Although he said this, Xu Rui pretended to be panicked.
"If I had believed you, I would have lived in vain. Boy, just prepare to die. You have no real strength, and your little tricks are not good enough for you."
As soon as he finished speaking, he did not move, but quickly extended his right hand, and his skinny palm grabbed Xu Rui's neck.
"It's bad. It backfired."
Asking too many questions made this cunning old ghost alert.
A lazy donkey rolled over to avoid being caught.
He got up in a panic and ran forward in a hurry. But a strong force hit him from behind, and Xu Rui was instantly knocked away. He rolled over in a panic, and before he could get up, he felt his neck tighten, and he was suffocated, and the whole person was lifted up.
With his arm retracted, Xu Rui also came in front of the old man.
"I thought you had something to hold on to, but it turns out you're just a heartless, useless person."
"Die."
The mouth opened, instantly reaching an astonishing arc.
The inside of the bowl-sized mouth was pitch black, like a bottomless abyss.
Xu Rui instantly sensed the fatal danger.
If I let this old man swallow me, I might really die.
"what to do?"
The golden finger is completely ineffective at this moment.
My mind was racing, and suddenly an idea came to me.
No time to think about it.
He made up his mind and bit the tip of his tongue hard, and hot blood flowed out instantly.
Spit it out forcefully.
"laugh"!
Accompanied by a corrosive sound, the old ghost screamed and retreated rapidly.
His neck loosened and Xu Rui fell to the ground.
He coughed a few times, breathed greedily, and turned his head to look again.
The old man was hit by a drop of pure yang blood from the tip of the tongue. His skin was torn and his mouth and eyes were crooked, looking disgusting and terrifying.
“Youngster!!”
The voice was sharp and contained endless anger.
"I will torture your soul a thousand times to vent my hatred."
Flying towards Xu Rui like lightning.
The latter seemed to be frightened at this moment, squatting there motionless.
The old ghost, filled with anger and resentment, had forgotten to think.
Just as it was about to merge into the body, a smile suddenly appeared on Xu Rui's face.
Take the initiative to lunge forward.
I just felt a chill that froze my heart flowing through my whole body.
next moment.
A rapid scream sounded, the cold negative energy quickly dissipated, and the long-lost light screen appeared before his eyes again.
"To kill a high-quality ghost, you will gain four points of Marrow Cleansing."
Xu Rui breathed a sigh of relief, lay down on the ground, and his tense nerves finally relaxed a little.
Although it took some effort, the golden finger finally lived up to his expectations.
Think about what happened before.
"It seems that the killing power of the golden finger is only effective when the opponent actively enters my body. This is a bit useless." Shaking his head, "Greedy, greedy, it's good enough to have some use, what else do you want?"
He first added some marrow cleansing points to eliminate all the negative states of the body, then turned over and sat up.
I am not out of danger yet.
I licked the tip of my tongue, and the pain I once felt disappeared completely like a dream.
He wiped the corner of his mouth and looked at the blood on his fingers, feeling excited.
