Chapter 119 Modern Supernatural 23
"Bang——"
Another Heavenly Master in front of Shi Heng was nailed tightly to the big tree behind him by the peach wood sword.
"Don't be afraid."
Mu Guishuang flew and stood in front of Shi Heng:
"I will protect you."
Familiar words flashed by.
"Ziyun, don't be afraid."
"I will protect you."
The young boy once stood in front of him like this and made a solemn promise.
"Hehehe..."
The man whose heart had been pierced raised his head, and with his blood-stained hand he pulled out the peach wood sword that had been inserted into his heart:
"What a familiar and touching conversation..."
He stood up in a weird and twisted posture:
"That's what the kid who died in my hands said back then..."
"What?!"
"Everyone step back, he is no longer a human being!"
Qin Ping shouted, holding the copper coin sword tightly in his hand.
At that moment, he saw it clearly.
It was not Shi Heng, but he was standing behind the man, raised the sword in his hand, and stabbed it fiercely.
Combined with the words he said...
Could it be...
"Back then, you guys beat me up and seriously injured me, and I haven't taken revenge yet."
- It was that fierce ghost back then.
"And you," Li Gui turned to Mu Guishuang fiercely:
"If that little ghost hadn't protected you, you would have been turned into my food long ago."
When he touched the reverse scale, Mu Guishuang's face became even colder. Without saying anything more, he picked up the talisman and pointed it at Li Gui mercilessly.
Li Gui dodged left and right, avoiding the attacks of Mu Guishuang and other heavenly masters:
"Thanks to you for trapping that kid for me, otherwise his existence is indeed a bit tricky."
Although Shi Heng intended to suppress it, the ghost king has a great suppressive effect on other ghosts, and if they are not careful, they will be absorbed and turned into his power.
Li Gui has been hiding for so many years, and he finally accumulated strength again, but he doesn't want to add to others' wedding clothes.
"Brother, let's help Shi Heng to unlock this formation!"
Zhou Zhile was anxious.
"No." Nan Rui stopped Zhou Zhile who was ready to move:
"This formation is irreversible, and it can't be unlocked by external forces."
"If you use external forces to forcibly destroy it, it will backfire on the people in the formation."
"And from the inside... it will be difficult to destroy in a short time."
This formation is not very offensive, it is specially used to restrain and imprison ghosts.
In other words, all the attributes are on defense.
"Ah? But..." Zhou Zhile stretched out a finger and pointed in the direction of Shi Heng:
"He has already come out..."
"???"
Not only Nan Rui, but also the eyes of the surrounding Tianshi fell on Shi Heng in the center of the formation.
Zhou Zhile looked at Nan Rui with a look that said, "Why is your formation so lame?"
"Brother..." Nan Rui was speechless, his body tumbling with shock, and he took a deep breath:
"He just dispersed all the ghost energy that had gathered in his body..."
"How the hell can it not come out?!!"
Shi Heng threw away the chain that had completely lost its luster, wiped the dark purple blood from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and showed a creepy smile:
"Just now, were you the one who said you wanted to turn Ziyun into food?"
He bent his five fingers and pointed to Li Gui: "Then I will turn you into food first."
"No! How is that possible!"
Li Gui struggled hard, but he never expected that Shi Heng would use such a trick that would hurt the enemy by a thousand and hurt himself by eight hundred.
"You are such a crazy person who doesn't care about your life!"
"So what if you are crazy?"
Shi Heng continued to absorb the power of the fierce ghost. The violent and fierce ghost energy raged in his body. He did not stop:
"I don't care."
In an instant, dark clouds gathered and lightning was like a sword, slashing the sky.
"Boom--"
A flash of white light passed by, illuminating the dark sky and the dark lines on Shi Heng's face.
The wind roared and the thunder roared, like a giant beast roaring, about to tear and devour the land, which was terrifying.
"He's like this..." Zhou Zhile was almost speechless from the shock: "...Is he really okay?"
"Not good..."
Nan Rui's face was solemn:
"Not only that fierce ghost, but all the vengeful spirits within a hundred miles are gathering here."
Hundreds of vengeful spirits gathered together, making harsh and sad sounds, and stirred up a violent wind.
"If he continues to absorb like this, he will lose his mind."
The fierce ghost was already entangled with resentment and had violent emotions. Absorbing a large amount of resentment at once would completely arouse Shi Heng's evil thoughts.
The loss of control of the ghost king would definitely be a disaster that would destroy the world.
Nan Rui steadied his body in the strong wind:
"Someone must stop him."
"Wait, Junior Master--"
Zhou Zhile shouted, but only had time to catch a glimpse of a white figure.
Mu Guishuang unexpectedly arrived at the center of the formation smoothly.
No matter how violent the storm was, roaring to destroy everything, Mu Guishuang seemed to be a lucky person favored by God, and was not disturbed at all.
He approached step by step, gently touching the face covered with dark lines.
He took off the white silk covering his eyes, revealing the same scarlet eye.
Mu Guishuang repeatedly described the appearance of the person in front of her, trying to engrave his appearance in her heart and keep it in her memory forever.
The lips that were too hot for Shi Heng gently pressed against his lips.
The gathered ghost energy instantly boiled up, cutting and destroying everything around like a knife.
The two figures in the center of the storm hugged each other tightly.
The drooping hand was slowly raised, the movement was stiff, but with unquestionable strength, and it gently tapped on Mu Guishuang's left eye with a soothing tone:
"Don't be afraid..."
"I will... protect..."
Although his eyes were blank, Shi Heng still leaned against Mu Guishuang's ear, and his hoarse voice fell into her ear:
"... Ziyun."
The boiling tears fell on the pale back of the hand, adding some warmth to the cold skin.
"Yeah..." Mu Guishuang nodded, leaning against Shi Heng's hand, her dark hair entangled with Shi Heng's fingertips: "... You did it."
Shi Heng slowly raised a satisfied smile, like a child who got his favorite precious candy.
Like a spark falling on a piece of white paper, the burn wound spreads from the center, is blown away by the wind, and turns into ashes in the dust.
The last kiss landed on the corner of his right eye.
Mu Guishuang felt the weight on his body getting lighter and lighter...lighter and lighter...
his vision began to blur.
The last glance Mu Guishuang gave was Shi Heng's eyes with his eyebrows bent and lifeless.