Become a god from looting the rich

Sitting on the bed, Zhang Hang looked at the half-cup holy woman in his hand, the instance has been telling him that he can't drink, the lack of memory allows him to understand the reason for this instinct.

"If you drink, the missing soul will never make up back."

Suddenly a cold voice in the room, Zhang Hang was scared to directly smashed the cup of the cup.

The dead god raised his hand, and the sacred water poured in the cup did not enter the body of the dead.

"what are you!"

Zhang Hang's body is on the door, as long as the situation is not right, open the door to open.

"I am a dead, regardless of your boss."

"My boss? What do you mean is my death?"

Zhang Hang said to the death of the dead, what kind of memory I lost, how can I have megara?

"No, you are just the spokesperson of the god, explain it too much trouble, wait for you to find the stripped soul fragment everything is clear."

"You are the second person who knows my memory reasons today, I want to hear your answer."

Zhang Hang feels that the death of death is not malicious to himself, and the blue rays that fly out in the holy water make him feel a bit less right.

Death, I have taught Zhang Hang, and I have talked about Zhang Hang.

Zhang Hang listened to the memory of his own lost, and the memory seemed to have something touched. The feeling of stupidity is like a seed that is being gestured. I want to break the housing root sprout.

"If you are right, what is the debris of my soul?"

Zhang Hang has begun to believe that the death of death, after all, the body can defraud himself.

"Food dream, a grievance combination that swallows the dream, the nature is the activity of the soul, the dreamer is swallowing the soul through the form of swallowing the dream, but the food in the ancient house is incomplete and is in a sleep condition. Otherwise, you are not just soul fragments, but the whole soul will become a food, and your flesh will become a puppet. "

The things that God said completely collapsed three views, but Zhang Hang was very natural, it seems that these things are often generous for him. Zhang Hang Ye must definitely not be ordinary reporters before you lose your memory.

"What is the blue light in the holy water?"

Zhang Hang, who lost memory is a curious baby, and there is a huge curie desire to do anything.

"The contaminated soul fragment, you can understand the excrement of the dreamer, these soul fragments Once the soul invading people will pollute the soul, they will slowly shrink the soul by stimulating the soul."

Zhang Hang got changed, opened the door to the hall.

The reception of the aunt is also holding a cup of holy water. It is a full cup of holy water, enough to give the relatives and friends around you, the gift is too sinful.

Zhang Hang was rushing to the reception of the aunt, and then smiled: "I suddenly remembered the cup of holy water to give you a problem, I check it."

Looking up with the dead god, a blue light is detached from the holy water.

Seeing that the death of the death will peel off the pollution of the soul. Zhang Hang is relieved to give the Holy Water to the reception Aunt: "It seems that there is no problem, I hope you can feel the gift of God."

After saying that Zhang Hang returned to the room, there was no contaminated soul fragment, that a cup is ordinary water, don't talk to the body, there is no problem, but I think that there is a hundred people contaminated the soul fragment in the afternoon. Elving Zhang Hang's face is a bit gloomy.

"If someone has been eroded, is there a way?"

"Yes, stripping part of the contaminated part will be, but the sequelae is to lose some memories as you are now."

Zhang Hangong didn't have a lot of problems, after all, after all, it was a lot to have a lot of neutrics that was causing the soul.

"According to your saying, I came to Kuncheng's purpose to destroy wholeism. Now we know that the top cards of the whole teaching are dreamed of dreamer. We should think about it.

"I have nothing to do with me, you are just a dead say, the world rule gives me the command to follow you, not assist you, let me help you need a price."

Zhang Hang glanced at the gods. This goods have always followed their own soul fragments and stripped, and now they must say conditions, is a real dog.

"Say you out, if I can agree, if I can't agree, I will change the condition!"

Zhang Hang has already paid the heart to pull the death of the god. I have lost my memory now. Don't say it is to give food dreams, even if the whole teaching of the whole teaching is strong.

"I need your blood!"

Zhang Hang stunned: "Do you want my blood?"

"Don't worry, you just need to pay my transaction, I will help you with your dreams."

"If you don't give you more points, you will handle it with the big sage."

"Reaffirming again, for living life, I can only drive death in accordance with the World Rules, and I can't directly collect life, and I will deal with yourself."

When I finished the god, I disappeared in the room. In the face of this coming, Zhang Hang also only rely on the bed to plan to deal with the main and big, the mysterious teacher did not show strength. Perhaps it has been manifested, but that memory has been stripped with memory debris.

On the night, the sun rose, Zhang Hang stretched a lazy waist although he didn't sleep in the night, but he didn't sleep, but it was very spiritual.

"What is the people who are polluted by the death, the soul being contaminated?"

Zhang Hang captured for a long time, and finally, it was the easiest to mix into the ancient house, so many holy pollution effects in the glass bottle should completely pollute a normal person's soul in a night.

"Some people have mad, some people are stagnant, and different people have different performances. Everything depends on the power of polluting your soul, and the soul fragments I dropped yesterday, all of them were full of killing. If you want to be contaminated, you are ready for your hands. "

Zhang Hang god tight, if it is just dementia, I'm still dealing with it, and how to kill people, I really ran out to kill him for seven out? Don't say that the official will not sit, you can't have the close.

"You are a god, you must have a way to let me pass the people of all the whole people!"

Zhang Hangman's face is looking forward to watching the dead, but unfortunately, the last is a chic back.