human suffering

Chapter 1188 Drawing the Line
Regarding Tong Aijia's politeness, Cai Gen felt that it was a bit too polite.

The scene is full of shamans from you, but you let me take charge instead, is it appropriate?

Why do you think it looks like a pit?
Facing these eight shaman masters and that group of beasts, Cai Gen didn't know what to do?

By the way, the point is the coffin.

Only when I see the coffin, can I solve all the problems, and I don't know whether what Tong Aijia said is true or not, so I should listen to it seriously.

Now there are three barriers between me and the coffin.

He Naizi on the ice, Baqi who doesn't know where, and the ancestral soul who hates Taotian.

So things have progressed to this point, let's start with He Naizi.

At least ask for details.

"Well, Uncle Tong, why don't we interrogate He Naizi first?"

Tong Aijia seemed to be deliberating, pretending to think about it.

"That's right, it's better to start from the root.

Suo Qingtian, wake He Naizi up, we need to extract a confession. "

No need for Suo Qingtian to speak, the big black bear grabbed He Naizi's hair, swayed it in the air a few times, and patted it with the bear's paw a few times, then He Naizi woke up leisurely.

Feeling that she was caught in the air, He Naizi was startled, it seemed that she was useless, all the plots and tricks, starting with summoning the first-generation grandpa at Tong Ai's house, were useless.

"Darling Lou, you put me down quickly, I'm a master anyway, give me a decent way to die, okay?"

For the honorary title of Dana, the shamanism valued it more. As soon as He Naizi finished speaking, the big black bear put her down, but his paws were placed in a position where he could slap her to death at any time.

After landing on the ground with both feet, He Naizi tidied up her hair, saw Wu Yunda lying on the side, and the massager who was used as a bench in the distance, He Naizi completely gave up.

In the current situation, unless Baqi comes out with the ancestral soul, no one can save himself. The strength of the enemy and ourselves is too great.

The hateful Baqi just didn't answer, and he didn't know why. Could it be that he gave up because of the crowd, or did something happen?

Looking left and right, he stared at Long Shao behind Cai Gen, with mixed feelings in his heart, he really didn't expect these people to come so quickly.

The original plan, with the blessing of the ancestral soul, even if other shamans rushed over, they would not be afraid.
However, before the business on my side was finished, the eight shamans rushed over, and I was in danger.

Shamanism is indeed relatively primitive, and the general things are relatively large, and there are not many taboos, but the idea of ​​​​moving the soul of the ancestors is a greater sin than betraying water.

He Naizi seriously recalled these series of events, and felt a little dazed. He didn't even think about touching the ancestor soul. How did all this happen?
This scene is like acting in a movie. I was supposed to be in front of the Shinto leader, I don’t have to worry about food and clothing, and I have great power, so why did I want to become a god?

With the first thought, there will be a series of subsequent thoughts.

Let the slippery head do the project to steal the mountain, and personally catch Xiaoer himself. He fell in love with Cai Gen's butcher knife, and was dragged to Taiqinggou by an unscrupulous taxi.

Obviously, I just wanted to catch a fake mountain god and go back, but I didn't expect that there would be a great gift package of ancestral souls behind.

It's like begging for a dime, but someone gave me a steamed bun.

I happily took a bite, and there was even meat sauce in it.

Just as I was about to continue eating, there was a lottery ticket wrapped in the meat sauce.

It's still a lottery ticket with a jackpot of 500 million.

So he threw away the steamed buns and went to claim the prize.

He was told that the lottery ticket was fake and he needed to go to jail.

Sitting in prison, I realized that I only wanted to beg for a dime, and I didn't want to be a fake lottery ticket of 500 million.

Yes, at this moment, He Naizi's mood was probably like this.

No matter how you feel, it seems that you really have fun.

He Naizi looked at Long Shao again, feeling as if a knife was piercing his heart.

Standing behind Cai Gen, Long Shao was submissive and restless. It looked like he was being controlled, and his intention to threaten him was obvious.

Immediately made a decision, selfishness caused trouble, and he yelled at Cai Gen.

"Cai Gen, you despicable villain, just give up.

Don't think that catching Long Shao can make me surrender, he is just a tool man.

Originally, I had to dispose of it when I was done with it. Threatening me with him, you are delusional.

You can kill him, see if I blink? "

kindness?
Cai Gen was scolded and surrounded by He Naizi.

I didn't want to threaten her with Long Shao.

What is the principle behind this painting?

Also in the circle is Long Shao.

What does this mean?

Not to mention the matter of going to the kang, just now He Naizi used his life to protect herself, it is definitely not fake.

Why did you just wake up and want to draw a line with yourself?

Why such a hasty statement?

In her heart, is it really unimportant?
Tong Aijia showed a sly smile, as if he had seen the truth.

"Well, since it's the same party, it doesn't matter, so what's the use of keeping it.

Offend my Ma Jiashi's forbidden area, damn it. "

As he said that, he grabbed Long Shao's neck, which was easier than grabbing a chicken, and he seemed to be planning to strangle him to death.

Just as Cai Gen wanted to stop him, he felt that Tong Aijia touched him with his foot very covertly, as if asking him to cooperate.

Seeing that Young Master Long's face was already blushing, He Naizi didn't move, but said leisurely.

"Anyway, he is a member of your Eight Great Families, and Nalashi doesn't feel sorry for him, so you expect me to feel sorry for him?

Yes, strangle him, useless trash. "

These words seem to mean something else, that day Yi felt that he was reminding himself, although the reaction was slow, he expressed his attitude in time.

"Boss Tong, that's my nineteenth master, one of our own."

As he said that, he wanted to step forward to stop him.

Just as he took a step, he was stopped by the huge body of the first grandfather.

The strength in Tong Aijia's hands remained undiminished, and she said coldly.

"I don't care if it's your master who dares to move the ancestor's soul, even the master of our eight families must die, especially if he is the chief culprit.

Originally, I hadn't figured out why Xiang Liu was able to break the seal below.

Even more, he didn't want to understand why He Naizi was able to control the formation to keep you safe and sound.

Looking at it now, it's all thanks to your nineteenth master. Although he is trash, his blood is pure.

Without him, there would be no such troubles today. "

Young Master Long was strangled by the neck, unable to speak, he kept dancing and trying to grab something, his eyes looked at Cai Gen for a while, and He Naizi for a while.

Are you innocent?
Don't you have a choice yourself?

Why did He Naizi draw a clear line with herself, and still use herself as a knife?

Faced with Long Shao's eyes asking for help, Cai Gen did not move, because he had more confidence in Tong Aijia.

This old man is different from those unreliable shamans in front of him. Not to mention old and cunning, he is more reliable in his work anyway.

I will never do meaningless things, and I will be more measured.

Cai Gen didn't move, but He Naizi moved.

(End of this chapter)