Chapter 748 Ghost King

Xiao Bing hasn't taken action yet, Xiao Bing knows that he can control everything.

Xiao Bing could even see the little girl's eyes emitting a green light.

Xiao Bing knew before that that there must be a powerful head-destroying master behind the little girl, but it is impossible for any powerful head-destroying master to control a ghost king. The ghost king already belongs to the existence of legends and cannot be any surrendering master. The leader is under control.

The head-dropping master feeds the little ghost and allows the little ghost to be controlled by him to do evil. There is also a great risk in this. That is, once the strength of the little ghost exceeds the level that the head-turning master can control, the head-turning master will Being bitten by the little devil, he was ultimately doomed.

There was a sound of staggering footsteps, the gate of a courtyard was pushed open with a creak, and then a man rushed out, staggering and falling to the ground.

This man was wearing rags and looked to be in his forties. He was slightly fat and had slightly dark skin. He had a rag bag hanging on his shoulder and was holding a feather duster in his hand that looked a bit like a Western one. Weird thing like a magic wand.

He lay on the ground in pain, his body twitching constantly, pointing at the kid with something like a magic wand, and kept mumbling in his mouth.

Xiao Bing could see that the surrounding air seemed to be fluctuating, and he could even feel that the countless components in the air around the little girl's body were being decomposed and recombined. This was a more advanced method of control. This person was in Use the fluctuations in the air to affect the little girl's brain waves and control the little girl.

The little girl screamed, and then the head-dressing master took out a small wooden figure carved out of wood, and kept mumbling to the wooden figure.

The little girl was still screaming, and the screams were getting louder and louder. At the same time, the power in her body was getting stronger and stronger, but after all, she did not break through to the extent of breaking the void. Even so, her power was just short of breaking the void. After a short distance, the little wooden man in the hand of the head-lowering master suddenly turned into ashes with a bang.

The head-lowering master stared blankly at the wooden figure that turned to ashes in his hand, and let out a shrill and frightened cry, as if he had seen something unbelievable. Then his body began to twitch, and his seven orifices began to bleed. , the little girl calmed down, turned around and looked at him, jumped over, pounced on the head-lowering master, and bit his throat. The head-lowering master's body moved at a visible speed. The shriveled pussy soon turned into a human fuck and was sucked dry by the little girl.

Xiao Bing sighed, but there was no sympathy in his eyes. He looked at the corpse and said in a cold tone: "Anyone who commits unjust acts will be punished by death. You, a black-headed master, secretly feed the brats and do evil things. Sooner or later, you will die." He must be punished by God, and he deserves to be punished like this today."

The little girl stood up after drinking the blood. Xiao Bing looked at her and said: "As for you, although it is said that you were fed by the Jiangtou Master and everything was not your intention, you have now turned into a little ghost, even a ghost. The most evil and evil ghost king, if I don’t kill you today, I don’t know how many people will die in your hands in the future.”

The little girl looked at Xiao Bing, as if she was a little afraid of Xiao Bing. At this moment, she was no longer controlled by the black head master. Her words and deeds all belonged to her. She shook her head. He shook his head and said timidly: "You can't kill me, you are a big bad guy."

Xiao Bing sighed. The beginning of any life is a blank white paper with no trace on it. This girl must have done a lot of evil and may not have sucked the blood of many people, but she has nothing to do with it. Not a victim yet.

The little girl squatted on the ground, hugging her thighs, and looked at Xiao Bing pitifully with innocent eyes.

Just when Xiao Bing was feeling a little soft-hearted, the little girl suddenly screamed and rushed towards Xiao Bing's body.

She opened her mouth and almost bit Xiao Bing's neck, but Xiao Bing grabbed her hair and lifted her up.

The difference in strength between the two people is really far. Even the so-called Ghost King in Thailand is still far behind a strong man like Xiao Bing who can break the void. But if Xiao Bing lets go of her, the Ghost King, today, In Thailand, I am afraid that no one can really eliminate her, and it will be a disaster for the entire Thailand.

After all, this ghost king was born after drinking his own blood. Although Xiao Bing didn't know why his blood was so replenishing, the other party evolved into a ghost king because of his own blood. Xiao Bing couldn't just watch her give birth to the entire ghost king. Thailand brings disaster.

After this scene, Xiao Bing finally understood that this ghost king must be killed!

Xiao Bing grabbed her hair and threw her hard on the ground. There was a bang, like an earthquake, the ground cracked, and the little girl sank directly into the ground. This fall, even the copper skin and iron bones were shattered. It's going to be smashed.

There was a creaking sound in the cracks in the ground, and the little girl crawled out of the ground intact. As she crawled to the ground, she smiled and said: "You are a human, I am a ghost, you can't kill me... my body It's the golden body that the head-lowering master has forged over thousands of times. It won't fall to death so easily. Even if you destroy my golden body, my resentful spirit is still there. Sooner or later, I can still find a new golden body. , and then be reborn. You are a human being, and humans have no means to kill me, the ghost king."

Xiao Bing took a step forward. Just as the little girl flew up and was about to run away, Xiao Bing grabbed her by the neck. He was about to break her neck. Then Xiao Bing heard another voice outside the alley. The old monk's voice came: "She's right, you can't kill her, don't destroy her golden body first."

Xiao Bing heard this voice, so he did not continue to strike hard. He just controlled the little girl in his hands and strode out of the alley.

But he saw that the old monk who had reminded Xiao Bing twice before was standing outside the alley with a cane. He looked at Xiao Bing with wise eyes and said, "Congratulations to the donor for safely surviving the bloody disaster."

Xiao Bing asked: "The bloody disaster you are talking about is this guy in my hand?"

"Yes." The old monk sighed with emotion, "When I looked at your face before, I felt that I couldn't see it in detail. Later, when I heard the movement in this alley, coupled with the overwhelming ghostly aura, I realized that there was actually someone there. The Ghost King was born, but I didn’t expect that you didn’t lose your life in the hands of the Ghost King.”

Xiao Bing smiled and said: "It is impossible for your Thai ghost king to kill me."

The old monk looked at Xiao Bing complicatedly and asked, "If I tell you what I saw in your face now, will the donor still believe it?"

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "Tell me about it."

The old monk looked at Xiao Bing and said: "I can see from your face that you are a dragon among men. After you have survived this bloody disaster, you will undergo a transformation, and your future path will be It's out of control... Young man, I have never seen such a great appearance. In the future, you will be above all else, or... you will be the savior of this world."

Xiao Bing couldn't help laughing again: "Okay, no matter what, this is much better than the bloody disaster. What should we do with this guy now?"

The little girl kept shouting: "Let me go, let me go."

"Amitabha," the old monk said, "You can trap her, but you can't kill her, so let me save her."

The old monk said: "Donor, take her with you and me."

The girl kept yelling: "You monk, you bald donkey, I will suck all your blood, and I will make you die a miserable death. Are you worthy of saving me? You want to kill me too?" Do you want to kill me? I am not an ordinary kid, I am the King of Ghosts, do you know? I am the King of Ghosts, and all the little ghosts in this world must obey my orders, and I will suck up everyone’s blood.”

Xiao Bing flicked the girl's forehead twice with his fingers and said, "I'll let you make a noise, I'll let you make a noise."

The girl screamed as she was being bounced. Xiao Bing suddenly tore off a piece of cloth from her clothes and stuffed it into her mouth. Then she became much calmer.

Xiao Bing followed the old monk walking on the street. Some people on the road saw Xiao Bing holding a three or four-year-old child who was constantly scolding and struggling. They all looked strange, but no one paid attention. , this is a chaotic city to begin with, there are not many nosy people, and although this three or four-year-old child is young, it gives them a strange and frightening feeling.

Xiao Bing followed the old monk for a long distance, and finally entered a temple. In the temple were two ancient Buddha statues that Xiao Bing didn't know very well. Although they looked shabby, they were solemn and precious.

The old monk first lit a few candles, then pulled out a golden cassock from behind the Buddha statue and put it on his body, as well as an extremely sharp knife.

The girl's face changed a little, especially after she saw the old monk put on his cassock. She screamed: "You are... you are the Golden Dragon Master... why are you here?"

The old monk looked at the girl and said solemnly, "Amitabha, I never thought that a little kid like you would have heard of my name."

"I heard... I heard from the head-lowering master that you are the most mysterious and powerful mage in the country, but you have been missing for many years."

Xiao Bing didn't expect that this old mage had such a great reputation. It seemed that he had underestimated him before.

The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, there is no end to the sea of ​​suffering and you can never turn around. I'm here to help you transcend."

"I don't need you, I don't need you." The girl exclaimed, "Hurry up and let me go. Please hurry up and let me go. I don't want this great monk to help me get reincarnated. I'm a little devil and I will be doomed."

The next words, the girl shouted to Xiao Bing.

Xiao Bing looked at the old monk and asked, "Master, if she dies, is she really doomed?"

The old monk Baoxiang said solemnly: "It is like this in the legend. After an ordinary child dies, he will be reincarnated again, usually into the animal realm. After accumulating good deeds, Gumantong can be saved by Buddhism one day. Reincarnated as an adult. This kind of kid has done too many evil things, especially if this kind of ghost king is reincarnated, which is rare in thousands of years, it will be a real disillusionment, and it will disappear from now on."

Xiao Bing said oh, and felt a little unbearable when he saw that this girl was only three or four years old.

The old monk sighed and said: "The donor has a compassionate heart, but if we let him go, I don't know how many innocent lives will die from now on. What's more, what I just said has never been truly confirmed. It’s just a legend. It’s just like a person’s death is like a lamp extinguished, just like a lamp running out of oil, the aura of life will no longer exist and will return to the boundless darkness. After all, who can say with certainty whether there will be bliss in the afterlife? As a monk, the most important thing is to protect more compassionate lives and kill one person to save ten thousand people. I can do such evil things."

Xiao Bing sighed and was about to agree when the Ghost King suddenly shouted loudly: "I am willing to sign a contract, Master. I am willing to sign a soul contract with this man. I will obey his orders forever and ever. I will not go around doing evil. If I violate the contract, let me The soul enters the eighteenth level of hell and undergoes various tribulations, never to be reincarnated!"