The End of the Hundred Ghosts: I became the strongest ghost master

Severed Hand

Chen Qing felt cold all over.

Zhong Kui… Zhong Kui!

No, he won’t die!

These two words are a symbol of invincibility, and you will never die!

“Xiao Qian, I, I, I…I, I, I have to do something!”

“I have to do something!”

“Yes, I have to do something!”

Chen Qing was walking around in confusion.

Chen Qing’s heart trembled as he looked at this body, which was too tragic to be considered a corpse and had no movement at all.

“Calm down, calm down, calm down, calm down…”

“You must calm down, calm down, calm down…”

“Huh…”

Chen Qing took a deep breath.

Trying to calm down.

Distraction method activated…

Buzz!

The mind became calm and indifferent again.

He was like a bystander, looking at Zhong Kui indifferently without any distracting thoughts.

All the conditions were listed in front of him one by one…

but…

they would not be useful to a being like Zhong Kui.

Maybe… there is still a chance of luck.

This thing is too mysterious.

It really works, but Chen Qing doesn’t know the reason.

However, only this thing has a chance.

Chen Qing quit the distraction method and looked around.

I didn’t have time to take a closer look just now. I don’t know where this cave is, but it is densely covered with blood vessels.

There are both giant blood vessels that are one meter thick, and small blood vessels that are one or two inches thick.

Attached to the cave wall in a certain pattern.

Chen Qing didn’t have time to take a closer look and carefully picked up Zhong Kui.

Clattering sound.

Chen Qing was really afraid that Zhong Kui would fall apart.

Bang…

there was a soft sound, and the palm that had only a trace of skin attached to it finally fell to the ground.

Chen Qing felt a chill down his spine and tried hard not to look at it.

When he came to the cave wall, Chen Qing chose the thinnest blood vessel and stuck it to it with one hand.

The power of Qi in the body rotated into a vortex, gently rotating, absorbing the power of Qi in the blood vessels, and then slowly inputting it into Zhong Kui’s body.

No reaction…

no reaction at all.

Zhong Kui was like a ball of dead meat, silent and silent.

“Don’t die, don’t die, don’t die, don’t die…”

Huh…

Chen Qing adjusted his mentality. The more he adjusted, the more chilled he became.

Will anyone survive such an injury?

“Xiao Qian, pick up that hand too.”

Qianmian Niang held up the severed hand and made a chirping sound. Possessing the indestructible body of Xiao Cheng Vajra, she almost couldn’t hold up the severed hand. She gritted her teeth and persisted, running a few steps. , put the severed hand on the wrist.

Chen Qing’s eyes were a little confused.

I owe this guy a lot, and I have long been used to shaking him down when there is a strong enemy.

Only now did he realize that he was in trouble and that he was so powerless.

Closing his eyes, Chen Qing acted as a relay station, absorbing Qi luck with one hand and transporting Qi luck with the other.

But as time passed slowly, Chen Qing’s heart sank inch by inch.

There is no improvement.

No

no.

Chen Qing’s throat felt a little clogged, “Xiao Qian, he…he won’t die, right?”

Qianmian Niang looked ugly and watched silently.

Suddenly her eyes widened. He let out a low cry and pointed at Zhong Kui’s severed hand.

“Master… master, master, then… did that hand move?”

“Ah?”

Chen Qing was startled and looked at Zhong Kui’s severed hand.

Moved!

Definitely moving!

But why did it move?

If you want to move, you should move your body!

At this moment, the ring finger and little finger of the severed hand trembled slightly.

This time the two of them could see clearly.

This…

how could this happen?

Under the shocked gazes of the two people, the five fingers of the severed hand moved, as if they were stretching and flexing their muscles.

The little finger suddenly rested on the ground, and the severed hand jumped up.

It didn’t seem to be used to it, so it used too much force, hitting the roof of the cave and falling heavily again.

At this time, it has learned a little better and no longer uses all its strength. It slowly tests, uses its fingers and feet, and slowly learns to walk.

Chen Qing’s eyelids twitched as he looked at the severed hand that looked like a newborn animal learning to walk.

“Xiao Qian, is… is there any precedent like this in the underworld?”

“Hiss… it seems like it is!”

Qianmian Niang’s eyes widened and she thought for a moment: “The flesh and blood of a powerful person has great opportunities…”

She suddenly After a pause, he said: “Isn’t that what the mummies in the Demon Suppression Tower are like!”

Chen Qing slapped his forehead!

Yes, yes, yes!

How could you forget this?

His whole body was shaking slightly with excitement.

In this way, Zhong Kui doesn’t have to die!

Over time, this severed hand will grow into Zhong Kui.

Just as he was thinking about it, the severed hand had already adapted to the movement.

Run, jump, flip, extremely flexible.

Like minks and weasels, they dart around in the cave very quickly and flexibly, and even fly over the walls of the cave.

Suddenly, it suddenly fell to the ground, and its index finger wrote something on the ground.

This is key information for sure!

But I can’t understand it!

Chen Qing was anxious: “You… uh you, are you Kui Bao? You can’t understand!”

“Can you write simplified Chinese characters?”

“Pinyin is fine too!”

The broken hand was stunned and raised Index finger, shook it.

It should be saying…no?

It quickly ran over, came to Chen Qing’s hand against Zhong Kui’s forehead, and popped out with one finger…

Bang!

Chen Qing’s hand felt as if it had been hit by a sledgehammer.

He was inexplicably horrified.

What a terrifying power, so outrageous!

In addition to being horrified, Chen Qing tried hard to understand the meaning of the severed hand. This should mean… there is no need to put in this effort?

Just as he was thinking about it, his severed hand slowly wrote on the ground.

This time it was written slowly:

Chen Qing stared at it, afraid of missing any detail.

Soon, Chen Qing recognized it, and what he wrote on his severed hand was: “Haha.”

Haha?

Ha ha! !

Ha, you are big, brother!

You’re like this and you’re still in the mood, haha?

No, don’t talk about the whole corpse now, you only have 1/43 of the corpse left and you are still haha!

No problem, this severed hand is safe and Zhong Kui didn’t run away.

But Chen Qing understands it all, and his heart really hurts!

Can you accept this scene?

After sensing it…

the blood contract is still there!

In other words, Zhong Kui is not dead.

So is this really Zhong Kui?

It can’t be the mass of flesh and blood at the back, right?

And the severed hand is still writing.

Chen Qing watched hard, for fear of missing a stroke:

“I am Zhong Kui! Hahahahahaha!”

“How is it? I’m awesome!”

Chen Qing listened, and gradually… felt something was wrong.

Hiss…

what’s wrong?

What did you overlook?

correct!

“Zhong Kui”!

That’s the name.

In my impression, Zhong Kui never called himself Zhong Kui.

This great god, this great immortal, this treasure, this treasure…

I have never heard him call himself Zhong Kui.

Just as Chen Qing was thinking about it, Zhong Kui suddenly slapped his body, which was no longer human-like, with bloody flesh and blood!

boom!

He smashed the severed hand directly into the ground.

This shock made Chen Qing’s eyes go straight.

What a plot! !

What kind of drama is this? !

And Zhong Kui raised his hand high again, about to strike a second time!

But the severed hand struggled to get up in panic and flew away deep into the cave.

Zhong Kui’s body felt completely dead, but his hand was waving around in anger, as if he wanted to kill the severed hand.

Chen Qing’s eyes went straight, completely confused about the situation.

At this moment, Zhong Kui’s hands were bloody but alive and kicking, while his person seemed dead…

At this moment, Zhong Kui made a seal with one hand and made random gestures on his face.

This is… the magical power of nine-breath Convince Qi!

The next moment, Zhong Kui’s face quickly recovered.

Zhong Kui looked in both directions and became furious: “Rebellion, rebellion, rebellion!”

“Hey! How dare you betray your master, you little hand!”

“Rebellion, rebellion, rebellion, rebellion!”

“Don’t do it! Stop me!”

“This great immortal will definitely kill all nine of his tribes!”