Tianshi's Baby Boyfriend Catching Guide

The battle under the black mist at the bottom of the lake continued in the hideout, and the sound of violent collisions echoed in the chaotic air at the bottom of the lake.

Bei Fan could sense that the seal inside the coffin was gradually weakened in the see-saw, and the restless ghosts were brewing to escape, probing at the edge of entry and exit. The powerful force pressed down on the bottom of the lake.

The suffocating coercion came from a ghost at the level of a ghost king, but it was mixed with the last trace of human breath familiar to Befan, but it was so weak, as if a gust of wind could blow it away invisible .

Bei Fan was in the water outside just now, because he was anxious to get in, he didn't pay attention to his foothold, so he suddenly fell from the air, the first thing he did subconsciously was to roll himself into a ball position to protect yourself.

The fish ball slammed into the building closest to him, and ashes flew everywhere. Bevan coughed and crawled out from under the pile he had knocked down. When the surrounding ash settled a little, he realized that he was so lucky. Coincidentally fell into a hanging coffin tower.

A pillar of the hanging coffin was broken by him who fell from the sky. After shaking for a while, he slammed heavily on Befan.

The beam fell down and hit the coffin behind Bevan heavily, forming a safety triangle, and the danger passed by Bevan.The coffin behind him made the sound of planks breaking, and after being smashed to a crack, the suspended state could not be maintained, and it fell on the top floor of the hanging coffin tower with a bang.

If the hanging coffin is calculated carefully, he is familiar with it, and he has slept in the same coffin.But this is not the hanging coffin tower that once imprisoned him, but one of the remaining seven.

Bei Fan's huge impact from the sky directly smashed the coffin, which was originally suspended in the air, onto the floor of the top floor. The coffin fell to the ground, and the formation urn on the top of the tower rattled, obviously also disturbed by this accident.

He didn't care if he smashed someone's coffin, and the dead inside would suddenly come back to life. After Befan successfully landed and found that he was still alive and well, he wanted to set off immediately to find Mang Ming's whereabouts.

But it didn't work out as expected, his tail was pinned down by the broken stone bricks of the beam, so Bevan had to tighten his tail and try to pull himself out of the turning pile.

The black mist and dust dispersed briefly. Although he hadn't struggled out yet, he looked around and quickly found the person he was looking for.Looking down from this height, Mang Ming's figure is much more real than before, at least he looks like he is still in good condition, there is no missing arms or legs, so he can't help but let go of his worries a little.

However, the form of the lake cemetery is not optimistic. The circle of coffins placed in the center has fallen into chaos, and the hideous and terrifying ghosts broke out of the coffins, and the black shadows in the center will produce changes visible to the naked eye when they see ghosts. Every bit of evil spirit scattered outside was captured and became the nourishment for its growth.

And Mang Ming was beside the coffin in the middle of the formation, casually grabbing a ghost that just got out of the coffin.

At the moment of the confrontation, the aroused black evil spirit filled the air. Mang Ming picked up the ghost a few times like a chicken, stuffed it back into the coffin in a simple and rough way, and then sealed it again, so that these things that were locked back would be released for a while. Can't come out again.

But there were too many coffins on the field, and Mang Ming only had one person and two hands, so naturally he couldn't handle it.The black shadow was obviously surrounded by its nourishment, but because of Mang Ming's intervention to prevent it, it has not been able to gain strength smoothly.

Naturally, it won't let it go, it doesn't do anything now, it's just because it's waiting for an opportunity.

Mang Ming punched a ghost, and then violently stuffed it back into the coffin after being beaten, but this was not an option, he had to face the thing in the middle whose attributes were unknown.

In the center of the black mass, even the sound seems to be swallowed up, like a mixer, the nearby light cannot escape, and the clear-cut objects nearby are distorted until their faces are blurred.

Mang Ming already knew that Bei Fan had thought of some way to re-enter by himself. At this time, he was trapped on a hanging coffin tower in a certain corner. He was trying to pick up bricks and try to get himself out of the collapsed beam. dig it out.Mang Ming could hear the voice over there, and he could almost imagine this scene in his mind. He didn't expect that Befan would be so clever and bold, and he could get back by himself in such a short time.

But he didn't look back.

He could feel himself being the last part of humanity, falling apart with alarming speed.

When the ghosts sleeping at the bottom of the lake broke out of their coffins, he still had enough rationality to control himself to push them back one by one, but it wouldn't take too long, and he himself would become one of the unexamined undead. Someone is going to stop this.

No matter what, he didn't hope that the person who ended up in such a mess would be Bevan.

Unsuspecting Bei Fan, Yusheng's goal is to eat good food all the time, and when he sees himself, he will stretch out his soft claws, coquettishly begging for a hug.

During the rapid transformation into a ghost, the power of the bloodline awakening can be called a landslide and tsunami. After losing control, Mang Ming couldn't imagine what he would do to Befan.

Whether he is Bei Fan... or Ying Li, the boundary of identity is not so important in the face of life and death. At this time, there is nothing more meaningful than letting Bei Fan survive.Mang Ming knew that he had to try his best to eliminate future troubles when he was still awake and in control of his actions, and hide the danger in a place where Bevan couldn't touch it, so as to ensure real safety.

And Mang Ming... No matter what, he doesn't want people who are thinking about him to see him completely lost in reason and in a mess.Let the last memory stop at the time when I was still a human being, with Bevan's chic and happy memory of eating, drinking and having fun.

Bei Fan will slowly remember the things before his death, besides himself, there are so many people who are willing to love him and are still waiting for him.

When everything is over, Bevan who is left alone at the bottom of the lake may be lonely for a while, but he still has so much to look forward to in the future, and after he leaves, he will always live well.

The passing vitality of the body is already on the verge of being exhausted. Mang Ming is waiting for the corresponding inflated power he gained from transforming into a ghost. When he is closest to losing control and is also the most tyrannical and fierce, he will make his best choice.

And that moment is now.Mang Ming stepped forward without hesitation toward the distorted black shadow that could almost swallow everything.

Just as Bei Fan pulled his tail out of the ruins, he saw Mang Ming with a pale face. His expression at this time was determined with an inexplicable reason. Such an expression made Bei Fan intuitively feel uneasy.

The cloudy mist spread out from the sky, and the group of shadows absorbed the evil energy knowingly, but Mang Ming seemed to be attacking the water with fire, knowing that both sides would be hurt by the mutual restraint, he kept approaching without hesitation.

"...Mang Ming? What are you going to do!" Bei Fan called out loudly, his clear voice fell from the high platform, and Mang Ming actually heard it the moment he raised his leg.

It's hard to have both in the world, he has someone he wants to protect, so he has to choose what he should give up.

When he heard Bei Fan calling his name, Mang Ming slowed down a little, but he still couldn't bear it, and looked back at him.

There was quite a distance between them, but Bei Fan was able to see Mang Ming's face clearly at this time, it was as gray as a dead man, his eyes became pitch black, and his pupils dilated slightly because of the loss of focus, obviously he was close to losing his sanity Falling into a ghost is only one step away.

But he couldn't stop, and slid all the way to the edge of danger.

A human being surrounded by death energy is like a walking curse, the ghost power engraved in his blood is awakened, making him become stronger and stronger after losing the vitality of the human soul.The uncontrollable power is accompanied by the loss of consciousness. If you fall into the way of ghosts, you will only become more bloodthirsty and cruel.

The look he looked back was both forbearance and farewell.

Bei Fan, who was staring at him, was shocked, and felt the danger intuitively. At that moment, he didn't understand what kind of mood he was in. He even thought that he couldn't let Mang Ming pass by, otherwise he would never be able to survive in this life. I will forget Mang Ming's last look.

"Stop--stop!" Befan suddenly had a strange force, and lifted the wall on one side of the hanging coffin tower. He jumped up from the high hanging coffin tower, shrinking himself into a ball, like a heavy shot put The same fell from a height.

The wind from an unknown source at the bottom of the lake became stronger, and the bone bells wrapped around hundreds of coffins jingled into a sea of ​​bells. There were too many noisy sounds, and he wondered if Mang Ming heard them at the last moment.

Bei Fan persevered: "Mang Ming, come back!"

The cries were drowned by the chaotic wind and water, Mang Ming turned around and didn't look at him again.

He was too close, but he didn't stop. At the moment when the figure disappeared into the darkness, because it happened so quickly, Bevan didn't even have time to do anything or stop it.

The next moment, the chaos in the center of the lake bottom was almost hard to describe in words.The whole world seemed to be sucked away. There was a vacuum of three seconds, and Bevan's falling body was suspended in the air.

All the laws of physics at the bottom of the lake were disrupted. The coffin left the ground and flew upwards, but was imprisoned by the black iron lock and pulled back to the ground.The bell made of fishbone on the chain presented a raised angle in the air, but did not fall back for a long time, making that sound.

Afterwards, the air at the bottom of the lake seemed to stagnate for a moment, and Bevan, who fell from mid-air, could not even feel the falling gravity during this period of time.

He stopped in the air, and poked his head out of the ball full of doubts. There was about two or three seconds of silence at the bottom of the lake, and all sounds disappeared. Such an abnormal silence almost made it impossible for Bevan to understand what happened. What's the matter.

Bei Fan paused in the air, he stared dumbfounded for a second at the strange phenomenon that he was stuck in the air, and then immediately turned his head to look for Mang Ming.

The bottom of the lake was terribly dark, and all the coffins were covered with a layer of cold and dark outlines, but Mang Ming, who was in the center just now, only appeared and disappeared now and then.

The chaos at the bottom of the lake is still incomprehensible, the two extremes of evil spirit and devouring burst, Mang Ming's figure fluctuates in it, even the direction of the light is changed, his body seems to be cut into countless parts at the center.With the distortion of space, Mang Ming's body seems to be disappearing from a certain angle, and then re-condensed and resurrected.

It's so quiet here that even Bei Fan lowered his voice, he whispered in doubt: "...Mang Ming?"

Without answering, Bei Fan moved his hands and tail in the air like a lifted shrimp. Just as he stretched out his curled up body, the voice from the bottom of the lake suddenly came back.

The whole ancient town was shaking violently, as if a strong earthquake suddenly erupted from the ground, and the ancient houses on the high platform shook, as if they would collapse in the next second, and the hanging coffins that held the formation were even more violent. The air was shaking in all directions.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and the mist below spewed out in layers like an exploding mushroom cloud, and the force of the sudden eruption from the center continued to increase, kicking off the dust accumulated over the years on the mortuary table, violently forming a gray wall. The air wall roared ferociously like a tsunami.

Gravity became the rule again, and before Bevan's body could fall downwards, the recoil wave lifted the whole fish into the air.

In this explosion, Bevan was thrown far away.

He looked at Mang Ming who was already close at hand, but suddenly disappeared before his eyes, and then saw the coffin that was within reach, and suddenly moved away from him. Only then did he realize that it was not because the coffin became smaller, but because he was being held. Pop up high and far.

On the black stone platform where the coffin is parked at the bottom of the lake, the fishbone bells wrapped with black iron ropes jingle, as if being washed by raging waves, the sound is confusing and disturbing.The coffin flew up, but was pulled back to the ground by the chains, making a rattling sound.

Bevan was thrown upward until his body hit the light.

The light had a scorching temperature, and the moment it penetrated his body, he seemed to feel that the light had a temperature close to that of a body.

A few seconds later, his body reached the highest point of the parabola and fell rapidly.

With the whistling wind in his ear, the scene in front of him was the entire lake bottom that suddenly expanded. He felt that his body was getting lighter and hotter, and the scene he could see was covered by strong light. He couldn't distinguish himself for a while. over there.

Bei Fan rolled himself up instinctively, but with the light all over the sky, he felt that his body seemed to be supported by something, and the expected fall to the ground did not actually happen.

He carefully moved away the arm protecting his head, and looked out from the exposed gap.

When he opened his eyes, his body just landed firmly on the stone platform at the bottom of the lake, as if he was gently handled by the invisible big hand, so gentle that there was no pain at all.

The surrounding lights were boundless, and then he saw Mang Ming again.

Mang Ming stood next to the coffin in the center, separated from Befan by a short distance, but only turned his back to him from now on, and did not turn around for a long time.

The light from the sky has been falling downwards, forming a circular array centered on Mangming. The strong light emitted from the ground illuminates every inch of the dark place on the ground where the coffins are parked at the bottom of the lake, and it is difficult to leave even a shadow.

Only a shadow was left at Mang Ming's feet, which still existed against common sense under the all-round light without dead ends.If you look carefully, the shadow is not static, it is under his feet, like a group of dense aquatic plants swaying in the shadow of the lake, struggling against the current.Mang Ming stepped on it hard, and the water grass-like shadow seemed to be afraid, and restrained a little.

Bei Fan swayed on the ground twice before he turned his fish tail into a leg, and stood up staggeringly while supporting the coffin next to him.

Mang Ming heard the voice behind him, but he still didn't turn around to look at him. His voice seemed to be distorted by some invisible force in this ubiquitous light and shadow, and it sounded like being stuffed in a water tank. Distorted from far and near, "Befan, I'm leaving."

"Where are you going? Take me with you!" Bei Fan swung his stupid legs vigorously and staggered forward, "You said you would take me to eat hot pot, and you agreed to order ten plates of fat beef for me. You can't let it go. "

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't do this request." Unexpectedly, Mang Ming apologized to him, his deep voice seemed to be whispering, gentler than he remembered before, "Our life and death The replacement is about to be completed, and I slowly began to remember the past. When I gave you the jade with your surname engraved on it, I promised you that nothing would happen to you if I was with you for a day... But I almost broke my promise. It is an unexpected luck that we have lost each other, but we can meet again here again."

The pictures of the past are as hazy as gauze, vaguely appearing and disappearing in front of his eyes, but the words he said are so familiar, although Bei Fan can't remember them for a while.The valve of that memory is only a step away, and it can be completely broken.

Bei Fan shook his head, "You... what are you talking about? Come here, turn around and look at me, and talk to me slowly."

Mang Ming still didn't turn his head, but just bent down and picked up the shadow like black water grass on the ground. The moment his fingers touched the ground, Bei Fan clearly felt that the space there seemed to be distorted again. , the sense of disharmony and dislocation is indescribable, but in the blink of an eye, Mang Ming still stood where he was, as if nothing had happened.

Mang Ming beside the coffin still didn't want to turn his head back, and said in a very light tone, "Baby, don't see my last appearance, it will scare you. After you go out, you will have many opportunities to eat all kinds of food. All kinds of delicious food, but not with me... It's time to let go, after you go out, time will pass slowly, and when your soul is fully restored, you will remember the past."

Under Bei Fan's worried gaze, Mang Ming, who had finished speaking, grabbed the shadow and approached the empty coffin that was close at hand.

Mang Ming's voice was low and hoarse: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with you not recovering your memory. You are carefree and free. You were not like this before. You have too many expectations and the shackles are too heavy. No one knows you except me. The real appearance, after you think of everything, you have to live like you are now, be more self-willed, be happier, just like now, there is nothing wrong with it."

These words were so inappropriate, Bei Fan started to run staggeringly, but Mang Ming was faster, the distance between the two was not even an inch, and before Bei Fan could stop him, he had already stepped into the empty coffin .

The dark red blood streaks in the coffin were like wildfire, and the red spell rising from one place quickly spread across the bottom of the lake, drawing clear traces of evil spirit flow on the stone platform.

"No, you... don't go in!" The great panic made Bevan run faster and faster, his feet almost left the ground, he had an inexplicable hunch that if he let this person say goodbye to him lightly, he would never go in again. See you again.

Bei Fan was in a hurry to chase, but Mang Ming had already stepped into the coffin. His speed was so fast, but Bei Fan could see every movement clearly.

Those few seconds passed extremely slowly, as if moving slowly, Mang Ming stepped into the coffin and squatted down, bent down and grabbed the coffin lid.

These movements happened in a flash, Bei Fan had just run half way, seeing that it was too late, he could only use his tail to jump up on the spot.

The powerful tail was bent on the ground, and the speed and strength of bouncing from the ground were terrifying, but Mang Ming was one step faster than him, and everything was settled before he jumped onto the coffin.

Mang Ming carried the messy shadow with flailing teeth and claws, quietly lay down in the coffin, and pulled up the coffin lid with one hand.

The last time he saw Mang Ming, he was hidden in the dark coffin, and the last time he looked at him, he disappeared in the darkness in an instant.

So all the light was collected by an invisible hand.

When Bevan touched the coffin, even the last gap had disappeared, and the two halves of the coffin were tightly stitched together, burying all the past together.

The lock formation at the bottom of the lake was re-formed, and all the restless coffins were suppressed. In an instant, all the ghosts in the formation were crying in unison, and the deafening sound rang in my ears. One of them stunned.

A wave of evil spirits was pushed to the distance, blocked by the cliffs at the bottom of the lake, the ancient town above shook and shook, and the hanging coffin tower in the distance failed to withstand the final blow and collapsed.

The sealed hanging coffin tumbled several times and fell to the ground. A hand stretched out from inside and slapped the loose coffin lid away.

The noisy voice seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, and at the end before Bevan fell asleep, he just subconsciously hugged the coffin under him tightly.

He thought, this coffin is so cold, so he should hold it tighter, so as not to let Mang Ming inside get too cold.