The Full-level Boss Took the Sick and Weak Script

Those who were infants would never have imagined that the child would turn into a ghost to claim their lives.

This kind of imp is a bit similar to what the folks call raising imps, except that those specially raised are raised by some, and fed by blood and flesh.

And these little ghosts who have been born and have no one to support them can only forage for food by themselves.

Su Nanzhi felt that going on like this was not an option.

For cultivators, what they are most afraid of being contaminated is cause and effect.

The karma of cause and effect is the most difficult thing to cut and deal with.

Su Nanzhi felt that Yu Silent was insane, he only saw the death of his wife and children hundreds of years ago.

In fact, the so-called deep love, in front of the years, is nothing but a fleeting moment.

Seeing that the water was about to pour down, Su Nanzhi subconsciously mobilized all the spiritual power in her body to support the world.

Until this moment, Su Nanzhi also knew that the older sister she recognized just now was not her older sister, but her older brother.

It's useless even if it's my brother, they don't listen to her.

Yu Wusheng rose slowly into the air in the confrontation with Su Nanzhi, he said: "There is no need for such a village to exist. I destroyed it, it would be better to say that I am doing good deeds."

Su Nanzhi: "As I said before, if you want revenge, there are many ways to make their life worse than death. If they die like this, can you be willing?"

This sentence seems to be somewhat useful.

Yu Wusheng was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again, "It's true that I'm not happy when they die, but if they don't die, my conscience will not be at peace even in this life."

It is actually not easy for a goblin to cultivate Taoism. From absorbing the essence of heaven and earth to transforming into a human form, he needs to experience the calamity of thunder. Such thunder calamity is not the only one.

Every promotion means a thunder disaster.

Although this is not a death catastrophe, in the long river of history, there are always ascetics who could not bear it and fell.

Su Nanzhi carried the water from all directions on her body, and her chest pain became more and more obvious.

This is a sign of a heart attack.

She is very familiar.

But now is not the time to fall down, she fell down at this time, not only can't complete the task, even her own life is on the line.

Su Nanzhi approached Yu Wusheng against the weight of her body, stretched out her hand tremblingly, and pressed it on his forehead, "Sister Yu, look, they are still alive and well."

The definition of soul flying away refers to no longer existing between heaven and earth.

Yu Wusheng's wife and children were indeed dead.

But if he is indeed a Taoist priest, how can he have the ability to easily dissipate a person's half-demon soul?

It took several centuries for that human soul fragment to finally condense into a soul and regain the qualifications for reincarnation.

In the picture that Su Nanzhi showed him, Yu Wusheng saw a five-year-old girl sitting obediently on a small bench. Her face was a little dirty, but this could not be concealed. The light in her eyes, through those eyes, Yu Wusheng could see her past life.

"Shuang'er..." He subconsciously called out, his expression blank for a second.

But soon he realized again, "You lied to me?"

Su Nanzhi: "Am I lying to you, don't you know if you go and see for yourself?"

After she finished speaking, she added: "However, you must know that if the water curtain around here falls, you will also fall here tonight, let alone verify whether what I said is true or not, you will soon lose your wits. "