122 Feast of Life

The setting sun shone from the treetops, and in a huge shadow, Mori, who had just reached the realm of Wusheng, lay quietly on the ground. The ghost lay on his back, with one hand tightly clasped on Sen's throat. At this time, the ghost's body was simply terrible, and the muscles and veins were twisted into a mess by the space. If this is an ordinary person, he will be useless in his life. Even if he wakes up, he won't move his limbs in his life.

The ghost's fingers twisted strangely, and the muscles contracted into muscle balls one by one prominently under the ghost's skin. At first glance, it seemed that countless hard pimples bulged out of the ghost's body, and it seemed that countless beetles penetrated into the ghost's skin and arched underneath from time to time. The ghost's facial features have been twisted into a real grimace, as if they are smiling bitterly and howling. 90% of the ghost's muscles have been completely out of control, and now a meat-eating mouse can devour the ghost alive.

The sharp bone mosquito needle is like a wild beast. A wisps of black fog that is invisible to the naked eye slowly emanate from the three-shaped blade. Not to mention the fierce beast, even the ignorant insects and ants are scared to run far away, and the sporadic vitality slowly lost from the corpse of the forest is like falling into the cobweb. The worm, captured by the dark divine power on the bone mosquito needle, did not have the spirit to control, and it has become a terrible dark weapon to seize vitality!

The only intact thing on Agui's body is the two tattoos on his chest and back that have followed him since he was born. At this time, the thorn roses are so delicate that they can drip out of water, and the circle of light green magic power continues to spread around, reflecting back the natural energy that swept through the surrounding plants, reflecting these vitality. Bo's energy is selflessly injected into the ghost's body to repair the broken muscles and bones.

The dark divine power still adheres to its predatory characteristics. A dark energy like ink extends directly from Sen's arm held by the ghost, forcibly grabbing the dissipating vitality in Sen's body and stuffing it into the ghost's muscles, and connecting the muscles little by little to restore his activity. .

When Sen's vitality completely disappeared, the bone mosquito needle returned to a calm appearance, and the stingy dark divine power simply contracted back to the dark sun behind the ghost. Without vitality, the dark divine power was unwilling to lose its own energy to repair the ghost in vain, and only the plain and quiet natural divine power, like an tireless Labor's porters constantly plundered the natural energy in the forest to repair the ghost's body.

After the sun finally set on the mountain, the night quietly covered the basin into a huge darkness. Without the threat of dark magic power, the creatures living in the basin slowly climbed out and continued to repeat their lives countless times.

Serred hungry wild wolves ran in from outside the basin with a horrible sense of smell. When Sen was alive, he could raise his hand to kill these wild wolves, but at this time he became a bunch of delicious food in the eyes of wild wolves.

The ghost surrounded by natural energy is like a vigorous ancient tree. Several wild wolves looked at the ghost a few times and turned their eyes to Sen's body. The cunning wolf king even doubted who was so boring and carved a wooden stake like a human and put it next to its food.

Oh～～～～

There was a sad howling in the basin, and the wild wolves had to howd a few times before eating to thank the forest for its generosity.

The warrior sitting by the fire raised his head and looked into the basin, and then turned around and continued to look at the dog three squatting on the fire to bake food. "Anyway, you are useless. If you are eaten by a wild wolf, it may not be a good thing. I have to go in tomorrow and give you a knife..."

Gou San did not know what was thinking in the samurai's heart. He slowly turned several hares called in the afternoon and tried to roast them tenderly to fill his stomach. A drop of oil and water fell into the fire and made a seductive sound. Gou San almost saw it and took out a sealed horn from his arms, which contained precious salt. He carefully sprinkled a thin layer of salt on the rabbit meat, and then handed a fragrant hare to the warrior.

"Your craftsmanship is also good, but I have eaten a better barbecue," the warrior looked back at the dark basin and said regretfully, "But maybe he will never eat again in the future..." At this time, the wolf stopped howling, and I guess he had already said something to them.

The three ancestors of dogs have been hunting for generations. His barbecue craftsmanship is also ancestral, but it is much worse than the ghost's grassland barbecue. While tearing the rabbit meat, the warrior recalled the leisurely days of drinking and eating meat. He couldn't help but want to go back to the basin to carry the ghost out. Although he had abandoned his barbecue hand. The art is still there, and the samurai even fantasize that it would be good to raise the ghost in his yard as a barbecue cook in the future.

"Kid, if you stay up all night, I will definitely save you tomorrow. If you are like this, that Mrs. Mi won't say anything..." The warrior breathed a sigh of sulking at the long moon bent like a willow eyebrows. Today's trip is also a complete return to Mrs. Mi's kindness. In the future, he and It has nothing to do with Sewent.

In the basin, the ghost is still lying quietly in the thin moonlight, but there are five or six huge wolves around him. At this time, the dark magic power is like a huge net, firmly entangling several wild wolves and pulling out the vitality of their bodies into the ghost's body!

The wolf king sobbed and tried to pedal a few times away from the horrible 'wood carving'. Just now, a few python-like black things suddenly jumped out of the wood carving and tied it and its men. Then the wolves suddenly lost their strength as if they had been bleed, and withered one after another. The wolf king only In the blink of an eye, it was horrified to find that the two weakest female wolves in the wolves had been cut off and killed by the dark divine power!

As the strongest wolf king, it doesn't even have the ability to crawl except for whimpering a few times. Its usually strong limbs are soft like a wolf cub who hasn't opened its eyes, and it can't even use any strength! The wild wolf beside him stopped breathing, and the wolf king knew that he could not breathe much. He tried to open his eyes and look at the wood-carved monster in horror. Until he died, the wolf king did not figure out what kind of monster it was!

After absorbing a few wild wolves, the dark magic power shrank back into the body of the ghost like a wandering snake. With the vitality of these wild wolves, one of the arms of the ghost has fully recovered.

The scattered natural divine power spread around the ghosts like ripples. Several foxes fluttering in the grass shook their slender beards and stood up curiously. When the natural magic power flowed by them, the fox could obviously feel a heart The joy, then rebounded back with the natural power of natural energy of vegetation and made the fox feel comfortable in the body. They couldn't resist nature like taking drugs. Several foxes squeaked with each other a few times, and then turned their heads and ran in the direction of the divine power. A voice is telling them that as long as they have this power, they will become stronger!

As soon as it approached the ghost's body, the dark divine power quickly swept out of the ghost's body like a predatory python. In an instant, several foxes were entangled and their vitality was taken away in a few breaths. Therefore, in addition to a few inverted wild wolves, there were a few more martyred foxes around the ghost!

While transporting the natural power in the forest, the natural power seduces other creatures in the forest, while the dark power is like an octopus with a trap. The dark power released outside is like a deadly tentacles that can wrap around any creature close to the ghost, and then it will plunder its vitality like a straw. Send it to the ghost!

Agui's body recovered the trauma with the vitality of other creatures little by little like a robber. It was not until the middle of the middle of the night that several powerful wild boar wild bears were entangled by the dark divine power that the Agui entered an almost crazy recovery. The twisted muscles were corrected by the divine power and connected, and they were broken one by one. The veins were poured in and connected into one by powerful vitality. The gray divine power, which was twisted into countless pieces, also desperately repaired the bloodlines of the ghost. While pulling the blood vessels and connecting them, it swallowed the natural power and dark power that passed by. Even the vitality it transported did not let go, and it was hardly picky about the smile. Accept all the energy that rushed into the blood vessels!

The ghost's body shaking slightly a few times and then a large mouthful of bloodshed. His chest fluctuated and gradually recovered his breathing. The muscle balls gradually calmed down and formed solid muscles. The twisted fingers also returned to their original state in the quacking sound, and the steel wire-like muscles and bones were Natural energy and vitality have been restored to be tougher and thicker. After this repair, the strength of the ghost's body has increased by another 20%!

The natural divine power only absorbs the natural energy in the forest. It not only has no loss, but also stores a lot of natural energy to replenish it in the thorn rose. The chaotic divine power lurking in the blood is more profitable. After this repair, it not only expands the bloodline of the ghost, but also doubles itself. Now the ghost Every blood vessel is faintly gray, and the wall of each blood vessel is filled with gray chaotic magic power!

The ferocious dark divine power will not miss this opportunity to strengthen itself. Although the ghost's body has been repaired, it has still not let go of the surrounding beasts. The wild boar bears that may escape have forced the dark divine power to be pumped into a corpse, and the rest of the vitality has been transported to the black sun as it. My own energy.

When the sun rose the next day, the ghost who had sat up turned into a strong young man. The two tattoos on his chest became brighter. The thorn roses were as vivid as absorbing the morning dew, and the dark sun became as deep as a black hole, as if There is a trace of black flames churning!