The Witch of Comprehensive Network: From Azeroth to the Classic of Mountains and Seas

Chapter 632
Tong Bing is running away with the kid...

"Fuck, everyone is a ghost, why can't I do it?"

The little ghost who has completed the transformation from the once blunt foreign emphasis to the local folklore hides in Tong Bing's sea of ​​consciousness and says angrily.

And behind them, there seemed to be movement like thousands of troops.

Of course, Tong Bing knew that it was probably an illusion.

That is, no more than five ghosts at most.

It doesn't make much sense.

Anyway, he and the little ghost Jihuo couldn't even beat a single one.

"It was almost there just now. If you didn't lose that bag of black dog blood, we will definitely survive that wave."

"Of course I also made mistakes. I was forced by it to make a mistake, but that is also something I can't help."

The little ghost continued to conduct battle replays and pot-sharing meetings.

In this regard, it is very sure.

Don't be afraid of a soul, just deliver it here.

It's strange to say that the village was originally small, and most of them were rugged paths and broken walls.

At this time, Tong Bing ran away with the little ghost for a long time, but there was still no obstacle.

Surrounded by fog, I can't see clearly, I only feel that the road is wide, but I can see the shadows like the walls of the houses before.

Before, Tong Bing was going to hide in a house.

But was shocked to find that the door was locked!After pushing it hard a few times, but still failed to open it, and instead heard a new, not so wonderful movement.

Tong Bing decisively chose to continue running away.

But after all, he was a mortal womb who ate rice and drank water. After running away in such a hurry for a while, Tong Bing only felt that his chest was on fire.

At this time, Tong Bing suddenly saw that there seemed to be a door opening in front of him.

Although the fog is thick, its outline can be seen vaguely.

Tong Bing was overjoyed, and when he heard the movement behind him was still far away, he prepared to hide inside.

The little ghost didn't make a sound in the sea of ​​consciousness, just watched quietly.

As a result, when Tong Bing was about to step into the gate, he suddenly spotted a pair of bright red embroidered shoes inside.

Probably because some long-term horror memories suddenly surfaced, Tong Bing suddenly shuddered and slammed on the brakes to stop.

Then, as if some strength had been generated out of thin air, he continued to run forward.

The little ghost in the sea of ​​consciousness was dumbfounded, but he couldn't make a sound.

It wasn't until he somehow found a new house and pushed the closed door behind him that he faintly said:
"Tong, I found that you can get along with this person."

Tong Bing:?
"It's true that you are married!"

The kid tsk tsk.

"Oh, this kind of ghost marriage, whoever wants to go will go."

At this time, Tong Bing seemed to be clearer.

He also didn't know why he wanted to hide in the house by a strange coincidence.

It was obviously a dangerous act of putting oneself in a urn to catch a turtle.

But it seemed that the logic in his mind suddenly had a new idea, and he didn't listen to Tong Bing at all.

Now that he has calmed down, he realizes the weirdness.

"Yes."

And at this moment, Tong Bing suddenly heard a hoarse voice from behind!

Tong Bing was startled, but turned around suddenly, only to see a thick mist.

"You are a little timid in this young age, just come here, we are not as weird as those yin and yang people."

"Since you have entered into my prescription, you are also considered our grandfather's fate."

Seeing this, the voice continued.

Tong Bing wanted to discuss with the little ghost what to do, but at this moment the little ghost suddenly fell silent again.

Tong Bing gritted his teeth, and then bravely approached.

In the mist, Tong Bing finally barely saw the existence of the voice, but it was a strong man who was a little taller than him even sitting on the ground.

Of course, it would be best if you can ignore the dense arrows on his body...

"You are still a courageous person, and you can get into our eyes. It will be even better if you just go through a few more bloody battles."

"It's a pity that only words come first, and we don't care about things for nothing."

The strong man sat on the ground, looked at Tong Bingru and said.

Tong Bing froze for a moment, but his mind turned rapidly.

only?

Tong Bing caught a certain key word.

Is there such a thing in the present earth?

No, I haven't heard Cangzhong talk about this before...

Could it be...

Tong Bing suddenly thought of a possibility.

It's broken, you won't be able to travel through it...

Tong Bing's brain was wide open, and he thought of a possibility that made him uneasy.

If it is on Earth, he is still at ease.

After all, the boss is there.

These ghosts and monsters did not dare to be too unrestrained.

But if it leaves the earth, it will be really cool...

He carries his mobile phone with him, but his computer is still at home!
Just when Tong Bing was thinking wildly, the strong man looked up:

"This commander is so urgent, I'm afraid we'll chat with you a little longer."

"It won't take too long. Our surname is Wang, and we are the third eldest at home. All the old buddies in the army call us Wang Sanlang."

"Since you want to learn our method, you don't ask you to burn paper and stick incense for selfishness, and you are not as restrictive as that court law. Just call us 'Third Brother'."

Tong Bing was listening, and seemed to have sorted out some context.

Seeing the brawny man looking straight at himself after finishing speaking, Tong Bing was shocked suddenly, and his overloaded and muddled mind instantly squeezed out some new "operating resources" because of too many encounters in a short period of time.

The next moment, Tong Bing bowed directly to the strong man, and then shouted at him respectfully:
"Third brother."

The strong man laughed out loud.

His voice was hoarse, but it was hard to hide his majestic meaning.

"it is good!"

In the next moment, Tong Bing only felt a sharp knife light coming!
Then the neck suddenly felt cold!
In astonishment, when I touched it again, I only felt a sudden light in front of my eyes!
When I looked again, I saw that the night was quiet and the village was as usual.

He leaned against the corner and fell asleep unknowingly!
"What job did you change to? If you don't want to go on the sunny road of Ning Daguan, you will go find non-mainstream."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the little ghost said with a face of "baby, Dad is very disappointed to see you", and said tut-tsk.

"Ghost head knife? Is it a warrior?"

Tong Bing touched his intact neck in a daze. There were many messy things surging in his mind.

It was like something he had learned and had forgotten.

At a certain moment full of déjà vu, I suddenly thought of it together again.

Inexplicably, Tong Bing felt that there should be something in his hand.

That's a knife...

He shook it subconsciously, but only got a piece of air.

"If you want to eat farts, can you give you exclusive weapons if you change your job?"

"If you still have the energy, go out and see if you can try your luck again and change your whiteboard 'fashion'."

"I'll also get some equipment, md, I still think I can beat the guy before, just the guy who is barely there."

The little ghost said so in the sea of ​​consciousness.

And the other side:
Wu Kui threw the used power bank to the paper figurine behind Ji Shuan.

Under Ji Shu'an's rough control, this paper figurine, which consumed a lot of good materials, was almost hacked to pieces by a ghost.

In order to prevent its own blood from being wasted, it is currently acting as a logistics porter.

"Lei Fa is powerful, but it also consumes a lot of mana."

Looking at the dozen or so used power banks in the paper figurine's back basket, Ji Shu'an, who was sitting cross-legged to recover his mana, complained silently.

He originally thought that he was the main output...

It stands to reason that such a place shouldn't be his home field for practicing the spirit-suppressing method?

Still the mana is too weak...

Seeing Wu Kui who was rushing out and waving thunder light again, Ji Shuan felt sour.

Luo Xian nodded when he heard the words, his swordsmanship was fair against these ghosts.

I also went out to have fun a few times, but the battery life also couldn't keep up...

It can only be said that under the contemporary industrial system, Leifa's environment is too cool...

On the other side, many scenes spread like a cloud of smoke, and all kinds of scenes appeared under Yi Xia's eyes.

Looking at everyone's performance, Yi Xia occasionally nodded, then shook his head again.

He has been waiting for this earth-level drama for a while...

Before that, Yi Xia took the time to go to the spiritual plane of the earth to use the 7-ring monster summoning technique, and as a result, he summoned a high-level elite mixed-blood dragon from an unknown plane.

I just took a few big pieces of meat and roasted them for snacks.

While watching, Yi Xia suddenly noticed a certain wait-and-see gaze.

Ok?
Yi Xia's consciousness froze slightly, and then caught the opponent.

Surrounded by yin and qi, Yi Xia saw a god standing in a splendid attire, followed by a list of errands, with a strong appearance.

When Yi Xia looked at him, the other party gave Yi Xia a friendly smile.

Yi Xia nodded towards the void as a response.

He probably knew Yi Xia, but Yi Xia didn't know him...

It's just that the breath is vaguely familiar.

I don't know, which plane is the "errand" god from.

But it's normal, Yi Xia still has a bit of a bad name in the surrounding Eastern pedigree Transcendent Civilization - the way of opening is more in line with the multiverse Puxing's values...

(End of this chapter)