Mysterious recovery: I grow stronger by breathing

Chapter 129 Hall of Valor (for subscription)
Tong Qian's thick black hair, which was as thick as a long night, was meticulously combed and coiled into delicate balls on her head.

The well-tailored criminal police uniform can hardly conceal her slender figure. The former Kaolin Zhihua of the Z City Public Security Department has a straight waist, slender legs and long legs.

Coupled with the heroic spirit between the brows and the delicate and moving facial features, it is full of charm.

In appearance, she is healthy.

But at a glance, Wu Nai could see the cold aura emanating from her bones, that [smiling face] had eroded her life.

In Tong Qian's state, she might die in the next second from Li Gui's recovery.

"You won't have too much time left. Instead of wasting it here, it's better to say goodbye to your family early and enjoy the rest of the day."

Wu Nai stood in the dark and looked at the woman with interest.

In the original trajectory of fate, she should occupy Zhao Lei's body, but because of Wu Nai's arrival, this matter has changed.

Tong Qian didn't become a man, nor was Yang Jian turned into a alien with three faces.

"I am the person in charge of City Z, and I have to fulfill my responsibilities every day in this position. As for saying goodbye to my family, I have already written it down in the survivors."

Tong Qian shook her head slightly, explained something casually, and then asked: "From what you said, it seems that you know what happened just now?"

"Well, the matter is very simple. An adventurous guy came to explore for the fire of his live broadcast room. Then he saw something that shouldn't be seen..."

Wu Nai looked into the depths of the hotel with a cold expression: "He has provoked some ghosts that shouldn't be provoked. Once you touch it, you will die in this room."

"...So there are already ghosts in this room, and you are here to deal with supernatural events?"

"That's right, I've been coveting this hotel for a long time, and it's time to reap it."

Wu Nai smiled lightly.

The flat tone seemed to be discussing the crops in his own vegetable garden, but in fact the horror wandering in that corridor was comparable to the ghostly ghost of the [Ghost Painting] incident in Dajing City.

"Then please..." Tong Qian took two steps back calmly.

She is a dying person, and this matter is indeed beyond her ability.

If there is no one here, she will fight out of a sense of responsibility.

But now that this ghostly and taboo boy is here, she doesn't need to intervene at all, she can stand aside and act as an audience.

"But before that, I still need your cooperation."

Wu Nai walked step by step from the stairs, the sound of pattering footsteps landed on the floor, and fell on Tong Qian's heart.

The instinctive intuition of women made her feel a little throbbing, as if a certain momentous moment was about to happen to her.

"Go ahead, as long as I can do it..." Tong Qian replied.

She liked and admired this young man, and believed that he would not hurt her.

If there is anything that can help, I will naturally not refuse.

"Since you already have the will to die, and you don't intend to continue on the path of spirituality, then give me your [smiley face]..."

"The ghost who stripped me... Are you going to kill me?" Tong Qian was surprised.

The life of the ghost keeper is connected with the supernatural, and the moment the ghost is stripped away, most of them will also die.

So... Wu Nai is trying to kill her?
"Forget it, anyway, it's just a matter of these few days. If you need it, take this life."

Tong Qian sighed quietly, and stood calmly opposite Wu Nai.

Looking at this king-like boy, the darkness surrounding him shrank and retreated voluntarily.

The next moment, the light and shadow were shattered, and Tong Qian saw the illusion twisted and opened, and Wu Nai turned into a bronze giant in the real world.

Like a god.

Part of the [Ghost Ship] that has not been completely transformed is supernatural, in the form of black vine markings, imprinted on his inhuman skin that looks like forged bronze.

The height of one foot is like a dark iron tower in Yongzhen, burly and majestic.

A dark golden flame mark between the eyebrows seemed to be burning fiercely.

The dim sparks scattered through the flame imprint.

Tong Qian seemed to see a dark golden world, a world without supernatural powers.

Immediately afterwards, the rumbling heartbeat sounded like a war drum, echoing in the restaurants on this floor.

It seems to be announcing the arrival of a certain historic moment.

Wu Nai reached out and touched Tong Qian's eyebrows. Her slender and powerful bronze fingers exuded a lava-like atmosphere, scorching hot and huge, enveloping her like a boiling sea.

Breathing this scorching air, a strange smiling face automatically fell off Tong Qian's body.

The face squirmed into viscous leather, oozing from thick black hair.

It fell to the ground and recondensed into a face.

During this process, not a single bit of flesh and blood was taken away from the ghost slayer.

"I'm not dead...[Ghostface]...was stripped!!"

Feeling the changes in her body, Tong Qian's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. She touched her hair, but there was no change.

It's just that the horrible face parasitic under the hair disappeared.

She also left with supernatural powers, and since then she has become an ordinary person again!

"Nice face..."

Wu Nai breathed the strands of supernatural powers he had obtained, picked up the grimace peeled off with the skill [Face Peeling], and sent it to the black world tree.

Now there are more and more ghosts on this tree.

"Now you have become an ordinary person, and you don't have any responsibilities as a criminal police officer. Get out of here and live the life a girl should have."

"It's really surprising..."

Tong Qian opened her mouth silently. She thought she was bound to die, she had already made a will and a tomb, bid farewell to everyone and planned to die alone at the last moment.

Unexpectedly, at the last moment of life, there would be such a turnaround.

Infinite gratitude welled up in her heart.

"You stripped the ghosts directly! If you want, wouldn't it, wouldn't it be... you can bring all the ghost controllers back to normal."

"So brother Wu is hope!"

Another voice sounded in the darkness, a figure holding an old machete came up step by step from the corridor.

"He is the person chosen by my old man. He is the only light of salvation in this desperate world. He is the rock. The future of the world is built on him. So everyone in this world can die, but he can't..."

"Brother Zhang, you're here..." Wu Nai nodded.

Zhang Xianguang grinned and said, "I've come here since I heard from you. This place is unusual. Among the seven people back then, one named Li Qingzhi stayed here to guard."

"Well, I know, so I'll let you help, nothing else, the main thing is to keep the dirty things out."

"no problem."

Zhang Xianguang pointed to the room where the problem occurred and said: "Leave the matter here to me. You can enter that road with peace of mind. I look forward to your return in victory."

"That..." Tong Qian plucked up the courage to interrupt the conversation between the two and asked, "Is there anything I can help with?"

"Go out and spread the word about what I did to you online."

Wu Nai smiled slightly and said, "Tell 'them', that day is coming, you are the firstfruits, and all ghost slayers will be like you in the future, this world cannot beat me."

All ghost hunters will be like me... Tong Qian obviously couldn't comprehend what "they" Wu Nai was talking about, and her beautiful eyes were shining brightly in the darkness.

If the day that Wu Nai said really comes, then all the ghosts in the world should have been resolved.

"I will……"

Tong Qian nodded and said with emotion: "This is good news for everyone, and it is a rare gospel."

That's not necessarily... Wu Nai has foreseen the difficulty of implementing this matter.

The alien ghost slayer who has gone a long way on the spiritual path may not be willing to become an ordinary person.

But on the day of actual practice, all of this will be out of their hands.

Wu Nai's eyes fell on the dark and unknown corridor on the fourth floor again, and urged: "Get out quickly, you have completely become an ordinary person now, and there will be a change in this place at ten o'clock .”

"Understood, I will repay you..." Tong Qian looked at her mobile phone, turned and left.

At the same time, Zhang Xianguang turned the doorknob.

With a creak, the door hinge whined and turned, the door of the room was opened, and immediately a cold breath gushed out.

The surrounding darkness grew thicker.

Immediately afterwards, starting from that room, countless ghosts crawled out. Although the ghosts were invisible, they left dense bloody handprints on the walls on both sides of the corridor and on the ceiling of the corridor.

This kind of invisible spirit is the most weird, but with Zhang Xianguang's ability, it is naturally impossible to be stumped.

When Wu Nai asked him to handle it, he saw the picture of him winning.

"A little troublesome, but not too bad."

After Zhang Xianguang triggered the medium, the scene of the aisle changed.

The world seemed to be unveiled a layer of mystery in front of his eyes, and the lonely place where only he and Wu Nai was originally filled with countless "people" in the blink of an eye.

These people are male and female, of different ages, and they exude the smell of decaying corpses.

As if they just crawled out of the grave, some of them were blue with multiple ulcers, and some were already bloody, shaking off their flesh when they moved.

In addition, the clothes of these people are also different, a few are modern clothes, some are from ten years ago, and more are from the period of the Republic of China.

However, these "people" of all kinds have one thing in common, that is, they have no "eyes".

Their eye sockets were black, and the eyeballs inside seemed to have rotted away.

It seems that Zhang Xianguang triggered the law of killing.

The ghosts in this passage looked up at him in unison, as if hundreds of hellish black holes were staring at Zhang Xianguang for a moment.

The gate of hell opened suddenly, and the terrifying atmosphere that penetrated into the bone marrow filled the air.

Bloody palms protruded and fell towards Zhang Xianguang. They wanted to catch this old man who had lived for eighty years and make him one of them.

It can be said that this is an extremely amazing curse, which can continuously turn living people into a part of the curse and increase the number of bloody palms.

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

【Ability +1】

[Close contact with ghosts, collect scattered rules, and get a brand new skill - bloodstain! 】

【Bloodmark: Anyone who is stained with this mark will become a part of you. (Note: The skill effect is directly linked to the degree of alienation)]

[It has been detected that 'blood mark', 'education' and 'derivation' are complementary skills, are they fused? 】

【Fusion begins... 1%... 10%... 100%】

[Acquire a brand new skill - Creation! 】

[Creation: The blood seal will rot the ghost, and the derivative will turn the rotten substance into your shape, educate and implant your will in the ghost's operation instructions, and finally create a 'heroic spirit' that is completely yours. (Note: The skill effect is directly linked to the degree of alienation)]

【Ability point: 25000000.0】

……

Between breaths, lines of squirming crazy words appeared in front of Wu Nai's eyes.

Zhang Xianguang deals with supernatural events, and he obtains supernatural power points.

This is the advantage of subordinates, it is very convenient... Wu Nai smiled slightly.

The ability has been sufficient again.

After all, the "ultimate body of the wishing ghost and the starving ghost" in the body is constantly [transformation], and at the same time, some supernatural powers of the [ghost ship] have been added not long ago.

So he can feel his savings increasing almost all the time.

So Wu Nai clicked on the [Skin] [Right Hand] option, and an indescribable rush rushed out of his body, washing his whole body.

[Skin] After entering the sixth stage of alienation, in addition to his ability to obtain information from the world, his [Clothes of Baina] skills are also being upgraded.

It is no longer a weird royal robe full of grimaces.

On Wu Nai's crystal-clear skin, a special viscous liquid was secreted, which dried up immediately after encountering the air and turned into a leather sky blue cloak that was draped over his body.

This windcloak is more crystal clear than Walden Pond, like a battle suit woven by a storm, it is automatic without wind, and the hunting sounds.

An aura of majesty and terror permeated, filling the corridors.

Relatively speaking, when the right hand enters the sixth stage of alienation, there is much less movement.

Under the cover of the sleeve robe, Zhang Xianguang only felt that there seemed to be a monster capable of smashing the world slowly rising from the darkness, from the place of silence to the noise of the universe.

The bloody ghost hands in the aisle stagnated for a short time under this breath.

Although this young man has not yet stood up in the flames with a spear, he already has the embryonic form of a god.

At the same time, Zhang Xianguang cut along the crack in his sight, and the old rusty machete fell down.

Wherever the blade passes, all spirits are being torn apart.

The "people" in the aisle were torn apart by the strangely sharp knives, and the dense bloody handprints on the walls and ceiling also began to fade away quickly.

The speed of this fading is very fast, all the way to the room where they came from.

Finally, with a bang, the door automatically closed.

"I'll go and catch it..." Zhang Xianguang pushed open the door of the room and was about to walk in.

"There's no need to be so troublesome..."

Wu Nai ordered lightly: "Just let it come out, I want to use it as a basis to build a [Hall of Valor]."

After his words fell, the door of the room opened again with a bang, and a pair of blood-colored handprints surfaced silently on the floor.

This time, Li Gui's posture was bowed, prostrate, and humble.

　Thanks to 20220801003951414 for the reward of 100 points!There is one more later, the typo is corrected and then corrected.

　　
　
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