69novels Chapter 227
Chapter 227
The ghost Jiang Qianqian turned her head and was met with a heavy black iron hammer.
With a "clang" sound.
It was like hitting a golden stone.
A pale and skinny hand grabbed the hammer and moved it away little by little, revealing a face full of strange smiles underneath.
"Hehe, are you looking for me too?"
A cold and dry voice, with infinite malice: "You'd better tell me what you want to see me for!"
Jiang Chen remained calm: "I'm looking for you mainly because of the child."
Hearing the word "child", the ghost girl's resentment became heavier, and the thick black resentment gradually became as thick as ink.
"Child... child... child..."
It kept muttering.
Its expression became more and more crazy, and its face was so hideous that it almost lost its human form!
"Ahhh..."
In the scream, it suddenly attacked, and its chicken claw-like hand stretched out, and the evil breath spread.
Jiang Chen did not dare to be careless. He instantly struck the Kui Niu drum twice. On the Yin Shen hammer, strange figures emerged and smashed with all their strength.
Amidst the loud noise.
He flew backwards. The female ghost only took two steps back, and then suddenly disappeared from the spot. Its miserable laughter continued to echo in the air.
Jiang Chen frowned.
As soon as he turned his head after landing, he saw a terrifying ghost face, less than one centimeter away from his face, staring at him.
"Heh..."
Jiang Qianqian's strange laughter stopped abruptly.
Because at this moment, Jiang Chen suddenly leaned forward, shortened the remaining one centimeter distance, and then opened his mouth and licked the female ghost's face heavily.
"Fuck! What are you doing!? Ghost energy +999!"
The female ghost immediately got goose bumps.
"You even dare to eat ghosts??? Ghost Qi +999!... Ghost Qi +..."
It jumped away in a hurry and looked at the man in front of it with horror.
The other party even closed his eyes, as if he was savoring the taste just now. Such behavior is perverted no matter how you look at it.
Of course.
In fact, it misunderstood Jiang Chen.
After closing his eyes and tasting it for a while, he shook his head in disappointment: "This is actually your own blood."
He just suspected that the blood bowls placed in front of every household in the village were related to this half-blooded clothes.
Seeing Jiang Qianqian standing not far away with a frightened face.
Jiang Chen opened his mouth to comfort: "Don't be afraid, ghost sister, I just couldn't suppress my admiration, so I made a more enthusiastic move."
"Women lose a lot of blood every few days every month."
"And you are bleeding every moment, you are simply a woman among women, admire you, admire you!"
Hearing this,
Jiang Qianqian's face became even weirder.
The other party was actually trying to say sweet words to it. I am a female ghost. People can't or at least shouldn't...
"Ghost Qi +..."
"Damn man, damn it, you all deserve to die!" Jiang Qianqian seemed to think of some bad memories, and her face became vicious again.
A large area of dark red shadow on the wedding dress spread, containing a strong curse breath, covering Jiang Chen. The stench and ominousness emanating from it were creepy.
It seemed that once it was contaminated, something terrible would happen.
Jiang Chen retreated quickly.
If he didn't use the demon transformation card now, his strongest trump card would be three Kui Niu drums plus Taiyi Jinlei.
As for the Yin Shen Hammer, as a top-grade ghost weapon, it was still far from C-level to exert its true combat power, so its performance at this moment was, to some extent, not as good as the former.
"System, draw a two-star demon card!"
"Ding, successfully drawn..."
"Demon--"
Jiang Chen did not hesitate and shouted directly. His current basic strength was almost the limit for dealing with top-level evil spirits like Lao Tian.
There was no need to hold on when encountering a half-bloody robe.
"Two-star, Luli Daxian!"
This time, the one drawn was an old friend.
"Boom--"
A roar came from the depths of the blood, and an extremely ancient power emerged.
Jiang Chen's body was visibly taller, and a majestic light shone through his body. The beating of his heart was like thunder, dull and powerful.
"Ding, congratulations on the random magical power: Tyrant Demon Body, Rain Prayer!"
What disappointed him a little was that he did not randomly get the best magical power such as Thunder Method or Small Palm Thunder, but rain prayer seemed not to be simple in Jiang Chen's impression of the ancient myths of Jiuzhou.
Demon transformation completed.
Jiang Chen no longer retreated, but took a big step forward and walked forward.
The dark red shadow quickly attached to his body like a maggot on his tarsal bone, and scenes that did not belong to him flooded into his mind.
The noisy guests, the arrogant Zhou family, being tied to a stick and carried up the mountain, the people around pointing and talking...
These desperate and terrifying scenes, like knives, stabbed into Jiang Chen's heart.
The shadow madly eroded his body, likeLike poisonous insects, they desperately drilled into his skin.
Jiang Qianqian smiled silently, with a cruel look on her face. She wanted everyone to feel the despair she had felt before, as if this would allow her to share her pain!
"Ba Yao——"
Jiang Chen shouted at this moment, and in an instant, his blood and energy rose rapidly, and the whole person seemed to be a furnace of blood and energy, terrifying and fascinating.
His physique also became stronger, and his muscles were knotted like a dragon.
The yang energy in his body, in the eyes of strange people and ghosts, was like a small sun.
In the distance, Yang Yuetong covered her mouth in surprise. This young woman in her thirties had a flushed face for a while: "What a strong man..."
At the bottom of the mountain behind.
A group of people hurried and finally caught up, just in time to see such a scene.
"This state again!" Chen Xue and Yang Chan said in surprise.
Chen Xiaoyu was excited: "Wow! A tough guy! Cousin, cousin, can you push Brother Jiang Chen's prestige to me when you go back?"
Tang Yi lowered her head shyly, and glanced at him from time to time.
Zhao Erhu sighed sincerely: "It seems that Lao Jiang did not lie. He and I have a connection with Buddha. Those Buddhist Vajra who strictly abide by the virgin body in the temple rarely have such vigorous blood!"
At this time, Jiang Chen took action.
Very simple and rough, just stepped forward, ignoring all resentment and curses. Wherever he passed, large areas of dark red shadows were like encountering natural enemies, frantically avoiding them, and those who were too late were evaporated by his extremely vigorous blood.
He came to Jiang Qianqian in a few steps.
With an extremely arrogant attitude, he stretched out his big hand, and the other party's face changed at this moment, and his figure turned into a red shadow, trying to float away.
"Stop!!!"
A loud shout, like the tyrant's mumbling, frightens the soul.
Jiang Qianqian almost subconsciously stopped for a moment, and a big hand on the mat pressed her head.
Jiang Chen leaned down and stared at the female ghost.
His mouth was grinning, and his bright teeth looked particularly grim at this moment.
"Ghost sister, your head seems to be injured, such a big cut."
"No hope, amputation!"