There are 108 peaks in the northern mountain group of Nanhai City, and Baishou Mountain is just one of them. Although these hills are not high, they are very inconvenient to walk in twists and turns. Lovers usually hold hands and support each other as they walk through this hill.
The difficult road was regarded as a test of love. But now that Ma Long was chasing him all the way down the mountain, he regretted not letting Fan Yong drive him there.
Pan Xiaorong and Vice Principal Guo Minsheng passed by at low altitude, and the ground was naturally like a forest. Ma Long, who was running wildly to catch up below, was miserable. He ran an unknown distance along the way to avoid being lost. And Yaoyao on the side
Running is much easier. When encountering difficult terrain, she will transform into her true body when no one is around, and a stream of water will crawl quickly like a flexible transparent snake.
He caught up to the top of the mountain in one breath, surrounded by an open stone road. At the corner of the hill, Ma Long saw Guo Minsheng lying on the ground, howling weakly, and the ghostly aura permeating his body.
"Stop!" Ma Long yelled, wanting to stop him, and immediately ran towards the two of them.
Pan Xiaorong's whole body was covered in black and purple flames, and she hugged Guo Minsheng tightly. When she saw Ma Long coming to stop her, she let out another ear-piercing ghost whistle.
Yaoyao was shocked when she saw this scene. She grabbed Ma Long beside her and exclaimed: "She is dying. She will burn her soul and slowly burn the vice principal to death with will-o'-the-wisp."
Although the flames burning with ghost energy are not as domineering as the fire of hell, nor as powerful as the true fire of Samadhi, they can hurt the human spirit without burning the surface of the skin. This burning method that destroys the human body is tantamount to a
torture.
"Ma Long..." Pan Xiaorong, who had become weak, suddenly said, "Don't stop me... You have seen what he did. Today he went to the dormitory to set fire to burn me, revealing his sinister and vicious true face.
Oh...this is his punishment, I want to die with him!"
Pan Xiaorong's voice was firm and full of resentment, and there was only a chilling light in her red eyes.
Ma Long stopped, hesitating in his heart: when he came here, he had been struggling repeatedly in his mind, not knowing which side he should be on. He caught Vice Principal Guo Minsheng on the spot setting fire and graffiti, which made the opponent
Ma Long, who still had a slight affection for the vice-principal, couldn't help but feel disappointed. But he couldn't bear to watch the vice-principal suffer and die in front of his eyes.
"Is there any room for maneuver?" Ma Long asked Yaoyao in a low voice, "Can we let her go back? If she stays outside like this, won't she be wiped out soon?"
Yaoyao shook her head with pitiful eyes: "It's useless. Once the will-o'-the-wisp burns, it will burn until death. This is usually a way for people who have become evil ghosts to return to the world for revenge. The will-o'-the-wisp is also called the light of resentment.
, no matter how powerful the magic is, it cannot extinguish the will-o'-the-wisp."
Guo Minsheng, who was lying on the ground and groaning, seemed to have lost consciousness, but since Ma Long arrived, there seemed to be some signs of recovery. He stretched out a hand tremblingly and raised it high, as if he wanted to say something to Ma Long:
"Tell my wife and daughter... I love them..." His voice was weak and almost silent, but a glimmer of light flashed in his cloudy eyes.
Ma Long couldn't help but feel sympathy after hearing this. This was the most sincere message from a dying old man.
He endured the pain again and touched the gloomy ghostly aura in front of him with his hand. His palm was intact, but there was a heartbreaking burning pain, but he still pressed hard on the black aura, as if
Stroking her hair gently.
"Xiao Rong... I have never regretted... I fell in love with you back then..." He gritted his teeth and tried to squeeze out the last sentence, "I don't regret it now..."
After saying the last words in his heart, the old man seemed to be relieved. His mouth opened wide, his eyes opened wide, the whites of his eyes were exposed, and he passed out.
Immediately afterwards, there was another ghost howl, and the howl was full of sadness and desolation, representing twenty years of resentment and struggle - "Ahhhhhhhh!!!"
The whistling sound passed by, and the ghostly energy suddenly rose into the sky, hovering in the low altitude, like a black cloud pressing on the top of the mountain.
"Ah! She gave up!" Yaoyao tightly covered Ma Long's hand and said, "She couldn't bear to kill the vice principal in the end... She is so pitiful..."
Ma Long glanced at Guo Minsheng who was unconscious on the ground. There was still a trace of life signs. At least his life was not in danger now. He had no intention of going over and using the "Rejuvenation Technique" to help him with medical treatment. If he couldn't bear this crime, then
It's so unfair to Pan Xiaorong, who is still suffering from self-combustion.
The black cloud gradually became gloomy from the initial gloominess, and then became translucent. The gathered black air also dissipated little by little. Sunlight penetrated through the black air and sprinkled on the ground, accelerating even more.
The dissipation speed of black air.
Yaoyao stretched out her hand and waved it several times, and water vapor bubbles fell on the black clouds to resist the damage and expulsion of the sun.
But no matter how many bubbles surround it, they can't extinguish the burning ghost energy. The black energy gradually becomes smaller, thinner, and thinner. From the beginning, it is like a cloud, and finally becomes as narrow as a palm. The speed of dissipation
It is still accelerating, until it finally condenses into a small black elixir shaped like a pill.
The last ghost whistle sounded again, and the sound no longer contained resentment, but seemed more like a nostalgia for the human world. After the whistle, the entire mountaintop returned to its former tranquility, and the last small black spot floating in the air did not disappear.
, slowly floated in front of Ma Long's eyes.
It is about the size of a quarter of a fingernail, and is completely black. It becomes dark and shiny under the sunlight, and its surface is smooth and clean.
Ma Long stretched out his hand to catch the falling black dot, and it fell into his palm without any weight, as if it were a black teardrop, pure and flawless.
"What... what is this?" Ma Long spread his palms, not daring to cover them, for fear that the black tears would melt if he held them. But he knew in his heart that this was the last thing left by Pan Xiaorong.
.He hesitated a little, wondering whether he should leave this little black dot as a souvenir to Vice President Guo Minsheng.
Yaoyao carefully stretched out her hand, pinched the small black dot between her two fingers, raised it to her eyes, squinted her eyes, and shouted loudly: "This is the ghost elixir! I didn't expect that Pan Xiaorong burned his body and refined it."
A ghost elixir created!"
"Ghost elixir?" Ma Long heard this term for the first time and couldn't help but ask, "What is a ghost elixir?"
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