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Chapter 197: Just dream, just do it

"Oh, most people who die unjustly will have resentment in their hearts before they die. The only difference is that some are more resentful and can easily become resentful souls, while some people are naturally open-minded.

However, unless a person's resentment is caused by a great injustice, such as the murder of the whole family of a person who values ​​his family more than his own life, then it is not a big problem.

But if the grievances of a group of people accumulate together..."

Qi Baoer looked at Daliang meaningfully, until Daliang's hair stood on end, and then she slowly uttered a few words.

"Brother, talking about it is not as good as actually seeing it. I will take you to see the real resentful soul tonight."

Da Li wanted to shake his head, but when he thought of that astronomical figure, and then what he said to him——

——My father once called him aside alone and said: "Da Lang, your sister is your father's daughter and also the daughter of His Highness. She is still young and her abilities are limited. There is nothing good for you in our small place.

0 girls can use their talents.

But one day, your sister will go out and gradually show her abilities. At that time, she will need someone by her side that she can trust, and that our whole village will also trust. "

At that time, I asked him in a rare and solemn manner: "Da Lang, if I choose you for that person, would you be willing?"

At that time, he answered firmly without thinking, "Yes."

He didn't care about His Highness's daughter. He only knew that she was born from her mother. When she gave birth to her, he would stand guard outside her room and there was no way he could hug her by mistake.

Why does he need others to protect his own biological sister?

Okay, it's a bit thick-skinned to be protective, but even if he is a follower, why should his sister's follower be someone else?

His face was slightly green, and his voice was erratic: "Okay,, ah."

OK, we have agreed that we can't do this kind of thing during the day, and Piao won't appear during the day. Let's go back and rest, and we'll talk about it at night.

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It was night, and someone fell behind the brother and sister who were scheduled to go out together.

Wu Haoyuan didn't wear a suit of armor this time. To be honest, his actions were not very convenient.

The armor here is still mainly made of iron, with some special materials, but the most common one is iron.

It was made like fish scales, and each piece was stretched with iron wires. For the convenience of movement and to reduce some weight, the armor only protected the most critical parts, such as the limbs, which were exposed outside the armor.

Wu Haoyuan is very strong, so he doesn't have the problem of wearing too heavy clothes. Just wear this thing, it has sound.

If the iron pieces are moved, they will collide with each other, so there will be no sound.

Wu Haoyuan felt that this action at night seemed to be more suitable for silent activities, and wearing armor was not very suitable for this activity.

There was no difference between Qi Bao'er stepping on the thick snow and hard soil, but the other two couldn't do it. It was very difficult to step on the deep snow and the other.

Wu Haoyuan looked up at the little figure in front of him with great jealousy, and whispered to Da Lang, who was next to him with the same disease: "If I had Miss Bao's skills, I would have conquered Yanfengkou long ago."

Because the snow was too thick to march, and because they were somewhat threatened, the two sides reached a stalemate at the entrance of the peak.

When has he ever fought such a frustrating battle?

Dali and his brain circuits are not on the same channel. Hearing these words, he only felt one thing, and that was...'I am proud'.

Wu Haoyuan: "..."

Okay, there is no need for him to talk to this person. He has forgotten that this person is Miss Bao’s eldest brother.

Of course Wu Haoyuan was not simply praising others, but he just encountered a "wooden lump" and did not understand what he really meant.

But looking at the young face of Daliang, and thinking of Qi Baoer's age, Wu Haoyuan, no matter how thick-skinned he was, was too embarrassed to mention this again.

Qi Bao'er in front ignored the struggle of the two behind her in the snow, and the prayer beads finally returned to her hand. At this moment, she was knocking the beads to discuss with Piao Zai inside.

Yes, discuss.

"You are so cowardly. No wonder a hundred years have passed and you are still just an ordinary person."

He didn't even reach the level of Demon Demon.

[Don’t listen to the idea that all fierce ghosts are vicious ghosts. In fact, they are not. Ghosts can also absorb 0 yin and 0 energy to practice. Fierce ghosts are the level of ghosts, not the type. 】

Piao Zai poked his head out of the Buddhist beads, yes, just a head. Leng Ding looked over and saw that Qi Bao'er had an extra little head with a white face on his hand.

"Immortal, can you please be reasonable? I'm so resentful over there that I can feel my soul trembling even from a distance. I'm sure that if anyone over there pulls out a finger, they can tear me apart.

"

Qi Baoer threw out the bait: "How many can I get for you to eat?"

Piaozai's dull eyes lit up for a moment, but then he went back to being dull again, "Immortal, I think, just dream, just do it."

Moreover, with a resentful Piao, he was afraid that he would suffer from indigestion after eating it, and he thought that it was not capable of digesting it now.

Qi Bao'er's face was stern. I've never seen such a naughty Piao. What's the use of you?

Juanba Juanba was stuffed back into the Buddhist beads.

Looking back at the two 'wastes' who were pulling out of the snow, Qi Baoer couldn't help but rolled his eyes towards the sky again.

She was wrong, she shouldn't have brought these three out.

When his patience was exhausted, he stepped over and directly picked up the collars of the two necks, one on the left and the other on the right. Before they both opened their mouths as if they wanted to scream, they said three words coldly: "Shut up."

He tapped his toes on the snow, and in just a blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared before his eyes.

The further we go to the northwest, the colder the air feels. It's not the kind of cold weather that comes from the outside, but the kind of coldness that makes hairs crawl in your bones.

The big camp they came out of just now was just one of the small camps among all the camps here. Qi Bao'er carried two big men and passed through two camps of about the same size, and came to the middle of a snow-capped mountain.

Daliang and Wu Haoyuan were randomly thrown into the snow, left and right. No one had walked here, and the outermost layer of snow was relatively soft. Both of them were completely submerged in the snow, with only half of them exposed.

A brain.

"Bah, bah,"

Wu Haoyuan propped up his upper body with both hands, spat out the snow in his mouth and turned around to complain about Qi Bao'er. After all, he was also a dignified third-grade general. Just carry him around. At least give him some respect when you put him down, right?

But when he saw the seriousness on Qi Baoer's face that he had never seen before, his whole heart suddenly tightened, and he couldn't remember anything else.

Looking in the direction of Qi Bao'er, there was a camp at the foot of the snow-capped mountains. It was the largest of the several camps they stationed along the peak. There were more than 200,000 troops stationed in it.

Wait, there are so many people garrisoned, why are there not even any patrolling soldiers at night?

"Miss Bao???" Wu Haoyuan's expression also changed. These were soldiers led by his father, and there was no way they could make such a big mistake.

Qi Bao'er didn't say anything, he just knelt down and wiped the eyes of Wu Haoyuan and Da Lang.

Wu Haoyuan didn't know what he was doing at first, but when he looked down again, "I,,,go."

What I saw just now was the camp that was faintly visible in the light of torches.

Now look... He has heard about the Night Parade of Hundreds of Ghosts. According to the National Master, you can see the scene in July when the ghost gate opens, but you can't see it normally.

But what does he see now?

Isn't this the case of Ten Thousand Ghosts Walking in the Night?

Uh,,,no, it’s a gathering of all ghosts.


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