Fang Zong was stunned for a moment when he was embraced by a cool but soft body. He glanced at the Flash Whale that was escaping in black smoke, then looked down at the girl in his arms.
The girl is burning, and the rich fragrance of jasmine is intoxicating.
"I'm sorry," the girl said, her lips pale, as she apologized in Fang Zong's arms.
Just then, a sentence seemed to appear in Fang Zong's mind: "The gentleness of that lowered head is just like the shy beauty of a water lily trembling in the cool breeze."
He took a deep breath and asked, "Why?"
The girl who hugged him and helped the flashing whale escape was actually the spirit he had just saved.
To call it repaying kindness with enmity wouldn't really be accurate, as the spirit made no resistance to the burning of the dragon's yang energy, nor did it attack him in any way.
But why?
Why would a ghost that was almost devoured by the Flash Whale help it escape?
The girl has a delicate face and an outstanding temperament. At the age of fifteen or sixteen, she has a natural charm.
She glanced in the direction the Flash Whale had left, released Fang Zong, and took three steps back. By this time, she was already half-burnt and unrecognizable, and Fang Zong would not survive even if he withdrew his Dragon Yang Qi.
"I'm sorry, she's my mother. This is all I can do for her. Please..."
The little girl was still begging for forgiveness.
Fang Zong raised his hand to interrupt: "What's your name?"
The young girl was taken aback: "Hanran Yingying, my name is Hanran Yingying. If there is an afterlife, I am willing to be your servant, your maid..."
"Okay, I'll remember your name."
Fang Zong interrupted his opponent again, his toes leaving the ground, his long sword flashing across the sky, suddenly cleaving through the crumbling, enormous Yin House, breaking through the ground, and chasing after the direction where the Flash Whale had left.
Even a tiger won't eat its cubs, you evil spirit are more vicious than a tiger.
"Flash Whale, you're unworthy of being a mother! Run away! Run away! Run away, run away, run away, run away!"
"Ascending to heaven and descending to the depths of hell, I can traverse even the most treacherous waters..."
I will surely kill you!
Roar! Rage! Ride the wind!
Fang Zong didn't know where the power came from, but he actually smashed through the top of a small mountain. He shook off the dirt on his body, looked up, and there was the mountain on the other side.
Less than a mile ahead, a monstrous whale, its face contorted with fear, turned to look at him.
"Come on, show me how to run!" Fang Zong's words had become distorted.
He squinted and sneered, then raised his hand and shot out dozens of sharp silver needles.
The flash whale cried out in pain after being shot, and with a surge of ghostly energy, it leaped forward more than a hundred meters.
"A technique beyond instantaneous teleportation, is it? Fine, come on, try to escape again!" Fang Zong used a derailment collision to close the distance.
One ran, the other chased, and they soon reached the streets of Xinglong Town. Flash Whale's face lit up with joy. It landed in a guesthouse, then passed through several walls, trying to shake off Fang Zong.
Little did Fang Zong know that as he followed, he crashed into more than a dozen walls.
The phone records a single sentence: "I, Fang Zong, am here to catch ghosts and get money from the ghost-slaying team!" which plays on a loop continuously.
"Come on, let's see if you go bankrupt first or I go broke first!"
Fang Zong continued his pursuit, slicing through the wall ahead with a single stroke. A Mazda was parked in the alley, blocking his way.
The difference was so slight that the Flash Whale jumped off the train prematurely.
"Holy crap, you little beast, are you crazy?!" Flash Whale almost cried.
Ghosts can pass through walls, but they are not invincible.
There are also significant drawbacks.
If the obstacle is too thick, the ghost will get stuck and eventually turn into stone. Also, if the wall is broken during the process of passing through it, the ghost will break along with the wall.
She dared not continue through the wall, so she changed direction and fled towards the outskirts.
One fled, the other chased, and after two hours, they actually ran back to the place where the Flash Whale's original haunted house was. The Flash Whale was on the verge of tears, and roared, "You little beast, are you really going to chase me for three days and three nights?"
"No need. Even if you were ground down with silver needles, two days and a few hours would be enough to kill you!"
Fang Zong, brimming with heroic spirit, laughed loudly: "At worst, I'll kill you and then be hospitalized on an IV drip. I've never experienced the feeling of being overworked to the point of near-death in my life. I'll try it on you today!"
"You're crazy!"
"My stamina has increased by 8!"
Fang Zong laughed heartily, forgetting which ghost it was from which he seemed to have obtained the power of energy.
Playing for more than two days, at most the exertion will be too great, I don't worry about overwork and sudden death.
Okay, I'll play with you!
Fang Zong's eyes blazed with fury.
He hated human traffickers more than anything in his life, and now he has another one to hate: a bastard who is neither his father nor his mother.
They're even worse than human traffickers!
The Flash Whale really cried, tears streaming down her face, unable to understand why Fang Zong was fighting so desperately. She flew to the other side of the field ditch, searching everywhere, trying to find a drainage pipe or irrigation pipe or something to escape to.
I remember there should be irrigation cement pipes about 20 centimeters thick in many of the farmlands in Dongguo. Where are they?
Flash Whale searched desperately, but to no avail. Fang Zong went mad and had to use the Rat Escape technique!
But then, suddenly!
A dozen or so purple streaks of light shot out from ahead; they turned out to be a dozen or so kitchen knives.
Flash Whale even saw the words on the knife: "Clever Housewife's Kitchen Knife," a top-quality household brand. But this kind of everyday item, sparking and flashing all the way, came to her with a "bang."
"Holy crap! The kitchen knife exploded?"
The flash whale was speechless, swaying from side to side from the blast, but this was not the end.
While she remained unsteady on her feet, eight long swords descended from the sky, sweeping up a biting wind and stirring up a blizzard!
In a flash, eight cuts, nine pieces.
With another whoosh, it froze into an icicle.
A chill emanated from its face, and the blank expression remained on its face, but it also began to deform. The flash whale looked like sliced tofu, about to scatter and slide away.
Before she knew what was happening, she felt the evil spirit's energy dissipating and the ghost's life slipping away from her.
Fang Zong knew what was going on. Without even saying goodbye to Li Xiaoran and Xue Nuo, he rushed forward, grabbed the two ears of the Flash Whale with both hands, and pulled them together.
Hold it down!
"Don't die so quickly, hang in there!" Fang Zong encouraged Flash Whale.
"Help, help me!"
The Flash Whale finally realized that it had been cut into nine pieces and frozen into ice blocks. Fang Zong's actions gave it hope, and it pleaded for help with a pleading expression.
Ghosts are different from living people; although their bodies are severed, they are not dead yet.
Flash Whale stared at Fang Zong, feeling that Fang Zong was surrounded by holy light.
"Save me, save me. I'll serve you for the rest of my life!" she continued to plead.
Fang Zong continued to comfort him, sounding particularly anxious: "Hold on, I know you don't want to die, don't rush to die."
As he spoke, he began to touch.
"Ding-dong! Congratulations to the Summoner for having a lucky streak! You got Backstab ability +1!"
"Double kill! Congratulations to the summoner for getting a lucky double kill! You've gotten +2 to Flash!"
"Triblekill! Congratulations to the Summoner for a triple red hand! The Summoner is on a killing spree again! Backstab ability +5!"
Three times in a row, all of them were based on their abilities, and they became incredibly popular.
Fang Zong observed the Flash Whale and found that it was not dead yet, but had turned into a little devil. He couldn't feel anything, so he prepared to examine its latest magic.
I also wanted to throw away the Flash Whale.
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