Miserable Alex
Mitch hugged Susie and walked under the dark abyss.
There are countless white bones under his feet, and those that have sunk into the abyss for too long, all of them will be turned into powder with a light touch.
Even the freshly fallen white bones were severely decayed when they fell to the bottom of the abyss, and they made a cracking sound when stepped on, like stepping on dead leaves, but they were easily crushed.
At this moment, Mitch felt the black air billowing from the surroundings, and they all gathered around him!
Mitch was startled, and suddenly realized that the black air was not directed at him, but at Susie!
He subconsciously flicked his sleeves to disperse the condensed black air.
Mitch had just dispersed the black air, and found that more black air was rolling in.
His heart sank, and he lowered his eyes to look at Susie in his arms. She was still tightly closed, and her little hands were tightly clutching his clothes, looking very hard.
Mitch paused suddenly.
Wait, she attracted all this black energy?
Soon Mitch opened his mouth involuntarily, and sure enough, when the black energy touched Susie, his strength was pulled out like a cocoon, and then all the strength was absorbed into his body by her!
She didn't see any movement at all, but when she felt it carefully, she found that her body was full of strength.
The frost on her eyelashes has long since melted, and the small body that was originally icy and cold now feels warm.
Mitch breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time couldn't help being secretly shocked, this little guy completely demonstrated her ability that was different from others at this moment.
Self-taught, as long as you give her a little hint, she will soon find the right way.
In The Hell, absolutely most of the ghosts are ordinary resentful ghosts, most are evil ghosts, general of ghosts, no more powerful than King of ghosts incorporated into King of Hell.
Ninety-nine percent of The Hell are ordinary ghosts. The reason why there are so few Ghost Friars is because there are very few ghosts who can take the step of cultivation.
Just talking about the step of transforming black energy into power, ordinary ghosts can't do it, and they can't even feel the power.
The power in the black air in the ghost world is like the aura in the air in the human world. 99.9% of people in the human world cannot feel the aura in the air. First, the aura has almost dissipated. Even the ghost hunters who meditate every day in Taoism, almost no one is really practicing, it can only be called health preservation...
Let's go back and talk about Susie, he just transferred the strength in his body to her, and she only absorbed a little bit.
Mitch was still worried, she must not have practiced before, and was still thinking about what to do.
So it's not that the little apprentice can't. Just because she was worried that he would suck up all his power, so she learned to transform power from the surrounding black air?
Mitch's heart softened, and he looked at her softly.
"Just meet." Mitch curled his lips slightly: "Master is still 'useless' as always, right."
He raised his hand, his knuckle fingers were slender and beautiful, and gently scratched the tip of Susie's nose.
Susie in her arms still had her eyes closed tightly. If there was a sound in her practice, it must be her cooking.
Mitch wrapped Susie a little tighter in his robe and held it in his arms, looking up at the surroundings.
"You are busy with your work, Master will take you to find a place suitable for cultivation."
Just dodged The Weird.
But The Weird is a collection of resentful souls' obsessions, as long as he and Susie are still in this abyss, it will still find them quickly.
Mitch is like the wind, flying past under the dark abyss...
This moment.
Alex stood stupidly on the big rock in the gap of the waterfall.
When Susie and The Hell were knocked away by boulders, it was also knocked out.
Just now it flew wildly, completely lost contact with Susie, and when it recovered, it was already standing in the gap of the waterfall.
It has been here with Susie, and Susie not only collected all the Cure-all Springs, but even broke all the stalactites.
Alex looked overhead...
A strange mist hovered over the mouth of the gray abyss. When it rushed over here, it was wrapped in a lot of strange mist. Now it is shivering and shivering from the cold.
Alex jumped off the boulder. Originally, there was a waterfall here, but the rock wall was still wet before leaving.
Now it's completely dry, and I don't even want to lick it.
Alex had no choice but to hold on, walking towards the depths of the crack.
It's too cold inside, without Susie's body temperature, it feels like it's going to freeze, especially with the strange mist wrapped around its body, it can't exert any strength.
Poor Alex finally climbed up the uphill road and came to the cave with stalactites.
There is no longer the Spring in the puddle in front of you, and it dare not go into the deeper place.
Alex checked the puddles one by one, even though he was frozen like a dog, he still didn't forget to bite: "The shaving is so clean, so clean!"
Finally, it stopped in front of a puddle and saw a little bit of the Spring here.
Alex leaned over and licked a couple of mouthfuls—really licked, probably only a drop or two.
"Poor thing." Alex was dejected, but he could only continue to look for other puddles.
After drinking these two drops of the Spring, its strength finally returned, and it should be able to resist the freezing cold deep in the cave.
Alex moved in with eight steps, only to hear the sound of ticking.
Although the stalactite was broken away by Susie, it did not affect the springs above to continue to flow water, and the puddles below accumulated a little bit of the Spring again.
This time Alex had a full drink and felt almost ready, so he hurried out of the cave, the temperature inside was too cold for him.
But standing on the boulder in front of the gap, Alex didn't know what to do.
It feels like it can't fly up!
Even if it flies up, it also knows that there is a big villain (King of Urban) waiting above, maybe it will be turned into a roast bird and eaten.
Alex stood on the boulder like this, with a sad face, and sang a song tragically.