Chapter 313

Cloud Mo looked down at the map drawn by the five poisons, pinched his fingers, calculated, and then walked toward the southeast, a plain looking hill.

Without waiting for the five poisons to ask, the rolling black clouds in the air quickly pieced together a few words: "what do you want to do?"

Cloud ink head also does not lift: "can speak don't give me to pack dumb."

The black cloud froze in the sky for a moment, and then a sharp voice sounded like an iron collision: "what are you going to do? You stop for me

"I can talk." Five poisons look back at Zhang Cheng and Lingkong, and there is a flash of shock in their eyes. The resentment is so strong that they can speak, which is more severe and terrible than they expected.

Fortunately, yunmo came, otherwise they might have died here today.

"It's not up to you whether you stand or not. Since you don't want to fight with me, let me see your real body." Yunmo had already walked to the hill and stomped his foot towards the ground.

"Click..." just listen to a dull broken sound, the ground at the foot of yunmo split, a black, not like the black clouds in the sky, but a pale yellow resentment straight up, floating in front of yunmo, full of murderous confrontation with yunmo.

This is the place where resentment once died, with the power of its original birth.

With the appearance of it, the whole black cloud is even lower, and the surrounding air almost enters the ice age. The cold five poisons Zhang Cheng and Lingkong can't help shivering.

"What a heavy resentment, what is it?" Zhang Cheng can't help holding his arms. It's cold.

Lingkong shook his head, only a group of gas, he can't see what it is.

Five poison direct: "cloud Mo elder sister, what is its real body?"

Cloud Mo looking at in front with her confrontation of light yellow breath, eyebrow light pick: "weasel?"

Zhang Cheng: "Nani???"

“……”

Weasel, are you kidding? How can a weasel be so powerful?

Three people all over the face shocked to see the Yellow breath in front of cloud Mo body.

The Yellow breath didn't expect that yunmo could see what it was like this. After a moment of stillness, it slowly condensed in front of yunmo.

A weasel is only one meter long and has beautiful hair.

The weasel who showed his true face looked at yunmo. In his blood red eyes, he was alert and angry, and he was crazy that either you died or I died: "I will never let them go. If you don't go, we are the enemy."

Looking at the weasel who said cruel words to himself, Yun Mo's complexion didn't fluctuate at all. He only looked at the weasel who was formed by the condensation of resentment deeply: "resentment turns into form, but it has the power of merit. After all, what do you want me to do for you?"

Weasel: --

Five poisons Zhang chenglingkong

Didn't you come to accept it? How did you become the master of it?

The five poisons reacted first and rushed to yunmo: "sister yunmo, it does many evils. Look at the villagers who are not ghosts. You can't do that. Even if you are the king of beasts, you should not be so partial to them." The last sentence was said to yunmo in a very low voice.

Cloud ink also did not move, just reached out in the five poison eyebrow point, look light: "see for yourself."

The five poisons were pointed by cloud ink, and the picture immediately changed. The inside of the weasel's body, which seemed to be covered with resentment and condensation, was actually supported by golden virtue. Resentment was only its skin, but its bone was virtue.

"This..." five poisons shocked stare big eyes, how is this possible? The evil mongrel wolf spirit has great merits, which

Silent half ring, five poisons did not say anything, silently back to Zhang Cheng and Lingkong side, the cloud ink to his eyes also lend two people to see.

After they saw it, Lingkong monk pondered for a moment, hands together: "Amitabha, good is rewarded, evil is rewarded." Then he sighed softly.

Zhang Cheng did not speak, just looked at the villagers who were tied up with a complicated look, and then simply went to the comatose Xu Fan and others to sit down, not looking.

Merit is the accumulation of good deeds.

This weasel is full of merits and virtues. It's not a small good at all, but a great good. It must be that he has done something to help the common people.

Why does a Weasel, who can help the common people, become angry again

It has to be thought-provoking.

The five poisons and the other three were not talking. The weasel who was floating in front of the cloud and ink came back at this time. There was a trace of shock in the red eyes: "you, you want to help me make the decision?"

"If I don't make the decision for you, who else do you expect to make the decision for you?" Cloud Mo looked at the weasel: "there is revenge, there is revenge, how to do, is to pierce the day, I also give you the top.". But if it's evil, you wait for me. "

If she doesn't protect these beasts, who else can she expect to protect.

Without her, she can't manage these animals. Now that she has her, no one can bully them.

Listening to cloud ink so loud, the angry weasel was silent for a moment, the blood red in his eyes almost turned into tears, and his body was fierce in the air, half kneeling toward cloud ink: "our king, please make the decision for me, I hate, I hate."

Cloud Mo holds up the weasel: "say."

The blood red eyes of the weasel swept to the hundreds of villagers who were still crying and struggling. In their eyes was a bone deep hatred: "they are ungrateful, they are all a group of ungrateful things."

Full of hate, the weasel said.

Originally, it lived here hundreds of years ago. Later, a village was formed here. It looked at the danger or difficulties of the villagers and gave them a hand. Over time, people in this village called it Huang Daxian and regarded it as their protection god. It also tried its best to protect them in troubled times.

It has been protecting them for more than 200 years. It is very happy to see them passed down from generation to generation, and it has been living well with them.

Later, in a great turmoil, at the end of heaven and earth, this place suffered a rare earthquake and flood in a thousand years.

At that time, it spared no effort and life to protect all the people in the village, so that they could safely avoid the earthquake and flood. None of them died or was injured. However, it was exhausted and died here.

It uses its life for them to survive. It is willing and does not ask for anything in return. It does not ask the living people to remember it and sacrifice it, because it is willing and it loves them.

However, when he awoke as a soul for no reason, he found that the villagers he cared for were actually alive