Everyone Knows I am a Good Man

Although this person keeps saying that he is a magic cultivator, because how he looks at him up and down, the alien protection group is not as simple and rude as treating those strange creatures. Instead, it takes out a small notebook to record the troublemaker. Ask questions one by one.

To this person's stinky smell, he still said that he was a magic cultivator, and if he wanted to flatten their mortal world, all the members of the alien protection team did not hear it.

After doing this work for so long, the people with supernatural powers I met have said everything.

Last time there was a winged supernatural power who kept saying that he was a son of God. I am afraid that there is a bag in his mind. Let’s not say whether there is a God or not. Even if there is, how can the Western God give birth to a purebred? Orientals have no logic at all.

Therefore, when facing this magic repair that said that he was a higher creature and all mortals were lower creatures, the different protection group was very calm.

"Name."

"You mortals don't deserve to know my name. If I let me escape from here, I will definitely practice all of you into magic weapons, so that your soul will be exhausted day and night... Aw!!!"

Ji Changze drew a whip on him, watching Mo Xiu scream in pain, frowning: "What are you pretending, I didn't hit him hard."

"Li Gui whip!!! You actually have a Li Gui whip!!! Who are you!!!"

Ji Changze: "What is it?"

Mo Xiu looked at the whip in his hand in horror.

That's right! He did feel the breath of a ghost on it. Once a ghost died under this whip, that strong and strong grievance was subdued and stayed on this whip forever, becoming a tool driven by the owner of the whip. .

"How is it possible!!! This resentment!! This ghost has killed at least a thousand people to have such a cultivation level!! You mere mortals, how can you have a ghost whip!"

However, his shock was expressed in vain, holding a powerful ghost whip in his hand, and the boy who looked only fourteen or five years old was incomprehensible and disgusted. He took out his ears and turned his head to ask: "Is this person having a problem with his brain? What are you talking about, why don't we stop asking and send people to a mental hospital for treatment?"

A team member glanced at the whip: "Boss, he seems to know the ghost before, not... the guy pretending to be a ghost."

"Know? That's great."

Ji Changze looked at Mo Xiu ill-intentionally: "Let’s talk about how the supernatural person who didn’t claim to be a ghost ran away last time, and also, what happened to her, she couldn’t endure it, and she didn’t even hit it. Yes, you disappeared suddenly in the sun. Is this a new ability? Have you reported to the alien protection team? Forget it, you will know that you don’t know the alien protection team. Tell the truth now, I can still consider applying for a few days less to shut you down, otherwise...heh!"

Magic repair: "..."

He widened his eyes suddenly, and looked in front of him in disbelief with the shameless appearance (without the iconic beard of magic repair), a short-length mortal boy, and his words were shaking in shock:

"You, you actually put a ghost to death!!!"

The other members of the different protection group gradually felt wrong.

How does this person seem to be saying the truth?

Is he really some kind of magic repair?

He was so shocked and so excited, is it because ghosts and demons are a family?

Then this matter must be told above.

The last time A Piao, who claimed to be a ghost, had a bad mouth (I have been thinking about how young and beautiful the girls in this world are, how suitable they are to kill, and when she **** their grievances, why do you want to catch ninety-nine girls? The ninety-nine virgins of the virgins opened what magic circle, otherwise they would kill them all, etc.) provoked the boss.

Everyone agreed to let this Apiao get out of air by being beaten by the boss, but he got on the ring and was exposed before he had time to fight.

Before the sun, I still believed that I was Apiao.

At that time, they were dumbfounded and hurriedly reported the above. They searched the national database based on A Piao's face, but they did not find one of the dead who looked the same as her.

This fact is evil. Although Ji Changze still firmly does not believe in the existence of A Piao in the world, the team members have secretly discussed several times in private, and they have not been able to discuss a charter.

Now think about this person who keeps saying that he is a magic cultivator...

Moxiu was still shouting angrily: "How can it be killed!!! How can it be like this!!!"

Looking at this posture, the demons are really a family?

Then they heard Moxiu say: "How can you be so wasteful!!!"

Team members: "..."

Waves, waste?

Mo Xiu was heartbroken, and his distressed face kept twitching: "Do you know how many magical artifacts a ghost with such a cultivation base can refine!! At least ten, no, twenty sleepy spirit banners can be made by dismantling it! How many spirit stones can be exchanged!! No matter how cruel, you can cut into 30 pieces!!"

Players; "..."

So you are so emotional, isn't it because that Apiao died, but because it was too wasteful to die?

"You give me the ghost whip! I can save your life, otherwise you mortals will live under the sea of ​​corpses. One day, my demonic cultivator will level down your entire mortal world. When the time comes, all of you will run away. No more."

After condemning Ji Changze for wasting, Mo Xiu's gaze stuck to Li Ghost Whip again, and the greed in his eyes almost jumped out.

"Give it to me, and I will take you as a servant. When that happens, I can save your life."

After speaking, he raised his eyes and saw with satisfaction that the expressions of the members of the different protection team gradually became ugly. Obviously, he knew from his words what they were going to face.

Be afraid, be afraid.

It’s just a group of mortals. Although they don’t know how they can trap him, it’s only because he was deceived by those insidious little boys. If he was given a chance to come out, none of the mortals present could escape. The demon who passed him... Ow! ! !

Ji Changze looked at the smug Mo Xiu and hit him with a whip.

"Don't talk nonsense to Laozi, the ones you play are all I got tired of playing in elementary school, you think this is a play house! Say! Name!!"

The members of the different protection team looked at each other.

"Boss, let's report to the top, let the top look up."

If what this person said was true, and there really was a demon cultivator who came to them through a sea of ​​corpses, then they had to deal with it in advance.

The former supernatural beings were, at best, iron-clad Chinese people. The most noisy one was nothing more than reading a lot of novels and thinking about opening the harem. After being arrested for more than two months of bigamy, I honestly went back to the university to take a college entrance examination. Up.

But what if someone from another world invades?

Non-self races must have different hearts. It can be seen from the intermittent invasion of non-humans these days. The alien protection group did not want to communicate with them friendly at first, but they did not communicate with humans at all (except for the unlucky reminder的女鬼), as soon as it comes up, it is a killer move.

In their eyes, humans seem to be roadside fruits, picking them whenever they want.

So, do these creatures also come from the same place as this magic cultivator?

He called them mortal.

He kept saying that he wanted to flatten their world and kill them all, which meant that he didn't put them on the same level and didn't think they were all human beings.

This is just a magic repair. What if there are ten, one hundred, ten thousand and ten thousand in the world over there?

This time it was lucky. It happened that a kind-hearted and brave student (want for bonuses) coaxed people over. There was also a reason why he didn't want to kill people for the time being. What if the demonic cultivator who came to them next time came up to kill?

"Boss, I'm going to call, the more I think about it, the more serious it gets."

"Go, this thing is really big."

Ji Changze's words pleased the team members who spoke.

Has the boss always insisted that "this world is scientific, only science can overcome everything, and all these things are fake for A Piao's cultivation" finally figured out! !

Then, he saw Ji Changze looking up and down disgustingly and obsessed with Demon Xiu: "If you ask clearly, if a person with supernatural powers will be mentally abnormal, how do I think of this person, how crazy and nonsense, eh, you can ask the students by the way. , Didn’t he hurt his brain when he sent him over, how can he talk nonsense."

Player: "..."

Understood, our boss's degree of confidence in science is like the degree of steel of a straight man.

I remembered the vaguely mentioned above when I reported the A Piao incident, "Xiao Qi, don’t care about your boss. He has been quite unacceptable to unnatural events because of the curse. Now it’s good to be able to do a good job." Yes, let him do it if he gets into the horns, don't interfere with the work." Wait a minute.

"Over there, I'm going to call first, and you continue to ask."

"Well, go, and bring me the bag of melon seeds on my desk in the office when you come back."

Ji Changze sat on the chair moved by the other team members, with Erlang's legs tilted, and he looked up and down suspiciously: "You said, is he really crazy?"

Magic repair; "...Who is crazy, I'm not crazy! You mortals, sit in the well and watch the sky. You have never seen the magic repair and you think there is no magic repair in the world. If you have the courage, let me come out, as long as I can use mana It must be able to...My mana?!!! My mana!!! This, this is, there is a ghostly resentment in this, this is, there is also a vicious grievance in it!!! You are so vicious!! You actually locked me in it, let the grievance of the ghost swallow me Mana!!"

Members of the different protection group who did nothing: "..."

"What did he say?"

"What's the grievance? He said that A Piao last time?"

"Last time A Piao seemed to be locked in here, can this be felt too?"

Mo Xiu felt that the artifact he had worked so hard to cultivate was being attacked by the ghost resentment remaining in the iron room, and he was so distressed that there was nothing he could do.

Demon Xiu and Demon Xiu have never dealt with each other. Demon Xiu likes to catch all kinds of ghosts to make magical artifacts. Gui Xiu also likes to forcibly **** away the spirit of Demon Cultivation. Now the ghost resentment remaining in the iron room will still be felt even if there is no spirit. After reaching the demon cultivating breath, he subconsciously attacked him, eating away his mana and essence.

Mo Xiu watched his mana and essence dissipate under the attack of resentment, but he had no choice but to take the other party, and he couldn't add to his distress, no longer the previous superiority.

He was screaming and howling.

Ji Changze was quarreled: "Can you stop adding drama to yourself? What? You are so talented, why don't you become a screenwriter? You are locked in and screaming at me, believe me. If you don't believe me, I will kill you and me!"

Li Gui whip raised, Mo Xiu looked at it in horror, his voice stopped abruptly.

His cultivation base is being attacked and dissipated now. If he gets a whip at this time, he is really going to die here.

The form is better than human beings, and he no longer spit out a host of the cave, nor yells that he is going to kill everyone on the scene. Chong Ji Changze showed a flattering smile;

"Master, I stopped calling, I stopped calling, don't be angry."

However, his attitude is good, and the attitude of the mortal in front of him is even worse, and his expression is even ugly: "You really just pretended to be crazy just now. Really, who are the current supernaturalists, all of them are. Dramatic, wasting time, wouldn’t it be fragrant to have such a little effort to study it?"

Magic repair; "...I am not a supernatural person, I am a demon..."

Ji Changze frightened him with a whip on the cage; "You still pretend to be!"

Moxiu: "I am! I am a supernatural and supernatural person! Lord, you say, just say it, I won't talk back."

"It's not good to be like this early."

After the cruel, cruel, and terrifying young man said this sentence, he turned his head and said to other mortals: "Look, admit it, I said it earlier, these supernatural beings just owe a beating, what did the one claim to be last time? Li Gui's hard bones are still few."

Magic repair: "..."

Could it be that the ghost was dragged into the sun to die because he refused to admit that it was someone with a supernatural power?

Oh my God, what a terrible world this is.

I thought they were all little sheep who didn't have the power to knead him.

As a result, I first ran into a few vicious villains (a few students who wanted to get bonuses) who were full of insidious, sly and lies.

Then, he had to face cruel tortures such as "being killed if he didn't admit that he was a supernatural person" and "you have to make the best use of everything if you die (refer to the grievances of an iron house and the ghost whip.

too frightening.

Mortals can be so terrible.

"What is it, name."

"Mountain Tiger Cave Master."

"What's the bad name? Your last name is Shanhu Dongzhu?"

"...Yes..."

"how old are you?"

"Three hundred fifty-nine years old."

Ji Changze, who was recording with Erlang's legs, jumped his eyebrows, and the whip in his hand crackled and threw it at the cage: "Three hundred! Fifty-nine! Right! Right! You are a tortoise! ​​Or bastard! What are you doing? Just! Then I can live!!! Ah?!!! Ah!!!"

"Seriously! Talk to me again, I don't care whether you are a supernatural person or not, let's talk about it!"

Mo Xiu, who was almost frightened by the whip, shrank in the corner of the cage with fear. Living in the world with an average age of 500 or so, he didn't know what was wrong with his answer. He could only try to recall the life span of mortals and carefully estimated a number: "seventy-nine?"

--Snapped!

"Why do you look like this at seventy-nine? Come, come, come out for me, anyway, there is a high probability that you will come to our place as a volunteer in the future, come out, I will discuss with you in advance."

Mo Xiu watched as Na Ji Devil walked closer and closer with the ghost whip, and his voice broke with fright.

"Thirty-nine!!! I'm thirty-nine!!!"

"It's pretty much the same."

The terrible mortal boy was only satisfied, and took the melon seeds handed over by the person next to him, and clicked the melon seeds.

Mo Xiu hid in the corner, shivering, his nose and tears streaming down his face.

He knew why there was such a mortal world like a big fat under the Sea of ​​Ten Thousand Corpses, but he had never heard of the news before.

Those demons who came here accidentally before must have died in the hands of this group of people.

This group of people is so terrible, they are even more cruel than their demonic cultivators. I am afraid that he will also fall here.

Before Changxiang laid down this piece of human realm, the magic repair who did what he wanted was curled up in the corner, looking up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, and there were crystal tears on the dirty face that had not been washed for two months, and the tears were everywhere. A lot whiter than other parts of the face.

Weak, poor, helpless, and very dirty.