My Death God Roommate

"Su Sifang?"

If the person in her arms stopped abruptly, Sang Tong felt like she was in an ice cellar with cold hands and feet.

Her body was shaking like chaff, not dare to wipe her tears. At this time, the engulfed sight became her last line of defense for self-deception. Without seeing it with her own eyes, she could still hold hope.

As the tears gathered more and more, the tear film turned into teardrops and slipped down, and the line of sight became clear again.

Su Sifang lay quietly in Sang Tong's arms, and Sang Tong hugged her, not daring to test her breath.

"Su Sifang?!"

The sky thunder stopped, and the ghost king Pipa was too late to dodge and suffered twice, but he was very weak from these evil spirits, and one or two sky thunders would not kill him.

Pipa Ghost King looked at the sky and saw that the thunderclouds gradually dispersed, revealing the moon and stars.

He burst into arrogant laughter: "Hahahahaha, Nine Heavens Profound Thunder is not bad, too, this great king shouldn't be your turn now!"

...

Xie Bian, who was spying thousands of miles away, said in shock: "I didn't expect the Nine Sky Profound Thunder to have such a way to stop! It's an eye-opener."

"Seven brother, how did she do it?"

Xie Bian thought for a moment and replied: "This monk is not simple. She has penetrated the mystery of the nine-day profound thunder, and went the other way to dissolve the sky-thunder. As a straight and upright existence in the world, if the person who summons does not possess it. Controlling its ability, it will follow its own will to destroy all evil thoughts within its scope, so the monk first covered the earth with a robes to block the evil thoughts from the evil spirits and the Pipa Ghost King, deceiving Jiu Tian Xuan Lei to make it think Completed the mission."

"Then... what's the matter with that lotus?"

"This is the cleverness of the monk. I guess the mana required to mobilize the robes is huge. She can't support it for a long time, so she came up with a set of remedies to force the lotus flower to rush into the clouds and use peaceful and righteousness to confront and interfere. Tianlei's judgment..."

"Lotus of life?! How dare she? The golden body Arhat walks on Qinglian. How can she return to her position after losing Qinglian?"

"No, Xuan Lei won't really destroy the natal lotus, you see."

...

Sang Yu squatted beside Sang Tong, put his fingers under Su Sifang's breath, tears streaming out.

"Sister..." Master Xiaofang was out of breath.

The pouring rain poured down, and the world was connected as one.

The Dharma Wall does not have the effect of sheltering the rain, and the rain drops heavily on them.

Sang Tong knelt in the rain, holding Su Quartet motionless.

Pipa Ghost King decided to cut the grass and wipe out the roots. He believed that as long as there was no nine-day profound thunder, these people could hurt him.

Both sides understand the truth of "killing people while they are sick".

The reason why Sang Tong did this was to take advantage of the weakness of the ghost king Pipa, to beat him back to the abyss in one fell swoop in exchange for the stability of the sun for sixty years.

The same is true for Pipa Ghost King. Although he was seriously injured, if he let go of his life at this time, it would lead to a second hunt by Fengdu and Yangjian.

With this decision made, Pipa Ghost King opened his blood basin and sucked some of the wronged souls back, and his body returned to the size of a basketball, directing the remaining wronged souls to continue attacking the law wall.

With a "bang," Su Quartet's golden bowl fell to the ground, and the light of the wall that had lost its blessing dimmed again.

...

"Seven brother, let's go!"

Xie Bian raised his hand to block Fan Wujiu: "Wait."

"Why?"

"The Pipa ghost is eager to get revenge, even if it hits the wall of law, it will kill the Taoist priest first. Hao Jiefang has our shield enough to resist for a while. The identity of that Taoist priest in Yangjian is not simple. Being blessed by the family and the national destiny of the flower planter, it will not take us. Keep her in the eyes. Sooner or later it will be a disaster to keep her, and it is not easy to do many things with her."

"understood."

Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu continued to watch from the wall. Sang Tong knelt in the muddy soil and his face was covered with water marks. It was not clear whether it was tears. The blood from his nose dripped on Su Sifang's face and was instantly washed away by rain.

She stroked Su Sifang’s face, and said in a voice that only she could hear, “Do you think you alone will create your own trick? Ha, I originally planned to leave it to Yuwaer, but I didn’t expect to give it to you. Use, what is this? Do you think I will appreciate? I don’t appreciate, I don’t accept, and I won’t let you die!"

"The wall of law won't last long. We can't sit and wait for death. Sang Yu, stay inside the wall of law and don't come out. Hao Jiefang and I will fight these wronged souls!"

Mu Rong said that he summoned a soul stick, but was grabbed by Hao Jiefang. He eagerly roared: "Are you crazy!? Pipa Ghost King has changed his goal. You are the one he wants to eat!"

Mu Rong was stunned, she just fainted when Pipa Ghost King wanted someone, and did not hear their conversation.

"Sang Yu and Qu Tingting did not have the ability to protect themselves. Master Sang Tong and Xiao Fang were injured so badly. They could not lose the protection of the Dharma Wall or everyone would have to die! Pipa Ghost King was injured so badly. The nemesis of the enemy, we can solve some evil spirits and relieve the pressure of the law wall. We can drag it for a while for a while! His goal is to make me better, and I can draw him away."

Hao Jiefang grabbed Murong's arm and shouted: "No, I don't agree!"

"Are you going or not?"

"Murong!"

"You don't have to go, please stay and protect them, and I will go by myself. Why are you stopping me at this point? If the wall of law is broken, everyone will die. If you give it a go, you may still have a chance."

Hao Jiefang shivered: vitality? Whose vitality? !

If he let go, it would definitely not be Mu Rong's vitality. He had the impermanence shield and the soul stick in his hand and he was the nemesis of the evil spirits. When the law wall broke, he was sure to take Mu Rong away alive.

As Mu Rong watched the law wall getting darker and darker, he thrust his soul stick on the ground and raised his hand to give Hao Jiefang a punch: "Let go! You don't care about their life and death, I care! Hao Jiefang, I know you are thinking about me. But you can't stop me from protecting the people I care about!"

Hao Jiefang lowered his head, and finally let go of his grip on Mu Rong.

"Murong!" Mu Rong, who had already stepped out of the law wall, stopped abruptly.

She turned around and saw Sang Yu who was hesitant to speak but was full of worry.

In fact, Sang Yu and Hao Jiefang had similar ideas, but not as dark as Hao Jiefang.

She has a chance, what if the wall of law will not break?

Don’t you mean ghosts are a little afraid of the sun? If they can persist until dawn, will they leave?

But when he heard Mu Rong say that, he couldn't speak his words to persuade him.

When Mu Rong came to Sang Yu, she wanted to pull her hand, but it was a pity that they couldn't touch each other in this state.

"No matter what happens for a while, don't leave this circle."

"I... I don't want you to go."

"Sang Yu, if I don't do anything, I will regret it for a lifetime if the wall of law breaks. I don't want you to have trouble, believe me, OK?"

Sang Yu sniffed and raised his hand to wipe off the rain and tears on his face: "Then you must be careful."

"I know."

"I'll wait for you to come back."

"Good~."

Xie Bian and Fan Wujiao have left, and it will take a while for them to arrive. They used the Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Technique to give Hao Jiefang an order, asking Hao Jiefang to find a chance to take Mu Rong away, or trap her in the law wall.

Hao Jiefang smiled sarcastically, took off the shield of impermanence and handed it to Mu Rong: "You take this, I will stay here to protect them."

"Thanks."

Hao Jiefang patted Murong on the shoulder: "Don't forget your responsibilities, you must come back alive."

"it is good."

Mu Rong did not rush away recklessly, but just wandered around the periphery of the law wall to clean up the wicked souls.

The soul stick is the nemesis of these wronged souls, like cutting tofu.

Whenever the unjust souls that hit the soul stick turned into a cloud of blue smoke, Hao Jiefang occasionally threw the soul lock chain to help Mu Rong.

Sang Yu's heart was slightly settled, and she squatted down beside Sang Tong and hugged her shoulders: "Sister Tongtong, Master Xiaofang is..."

"I will save her." Sang Tong's tone was so determined.

At this moment, a golden light shone on Su Sifang and Sang Tong.

Sang Tong suddenly raised her head and the dense raindrops hit her and she couldn't open her eyes, but she still could see clearly: a lotus was slowly falling.

It was the one that flew out from above Su Sifang's head!

But the lotus is quite embarrassed: the lotus heart is broken, and the lotus petals are also withered.

Sang Tong is overjoyed. This is the life and life of Su Sifang's bodyguard natal lotus and the master. The natal lotus surviving Su Sifang is absolutely impossible to die!

Regardless of the pain in her body, she placed Su Sifang flat on the ground, and the natal lotus fell into Su Sifang's body and disappeared with a golden light.

A few minutes later, Su Sifang hummed softly and opened his eyes.

Sang Yu was overjoyed and exclaimed happily: "Master Xiao Fang!"

But Sang Tong gritted her teeth and grabbed Su Sifang's clothes to pull her up from the ground. With the other hand, she rounded her arm: "pop" hit Su Sifang's face.

Sang Yu and Hao Jiefang were stunned, but Su Sifang quickly recovered his senses and smiled: "Sister Tong, my head is so dizzy."

Sang Tong stared at Su Sifang for a long time, but the various emotions in his heart were relieved by the smile on the face of the person in front of him.

The hand gripping the skirt of the dress pulled forward, and Su Sifang fell into her arms.

Sang Tong pressed Su Sifang’s cyan stubble, and pushed his slightly pierced back to his shoulder: “It’s cold on the ground. Let’s lean on me and rest for a while. We will go home in a while.”

"it is good."

Sang Tong strenuously raised his hand and pressed a few times on the dial, and a string of red, eye-catching text immediately popped up on it: "Support is on the way again, please hold on for another two hours."

Sang Tong's eyes went dark, and his forehead hit Su Sifang's shoulder.

"Senior Sister Tong?" Su Sifang wrapped her backhand around Sang Tong's waist and stabilized her body.

Turning around, Sang Tong was asleep.

The author has something to say: Guess whether Murong will die, hahahahaha.