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Chapter 53, the blood of eight buckets

Badou felt that if he could hold such a woman in his life, it would be worth his life. Unfortunately, his deep inferiority made Badou never dare to talk to the goddess in his heart easily, and he would not dare to get close to the goddess. It was just because he was humble and weak, without any father or mother.

So Badou never hopes, just hopes to look at her like this. Badou works hard every day, just hopes to catch up with her grades, not surpass the goddess, just follow her; I just hope that one day the goddess can look at herself seriously, even if only once...

But wishes are always wishes. The goddess didn't have time to look at herself or say even a word to herself, and just left in a hurry.

and!!!

He died in front of him, how could Badou let go of the proud heart hidden in his inferiority complex? He couldn't figure out why the goddess "death committed suicide". Because there was no reason! In Badou's opinion, the goddess's family was enough to make many people jealous and envious. Her parents were kind and wealthy at home. She herself was a good girl with both good character and academic performance, and she looked even more useless.

Why did you 'in suicide'?

Ba Dou couldn't figure it out, really couldn't figure it out. He lived so hard, just because he lived a strong enough life, and in this hypocritical world, he retained his own firmness. Ba Dou didn't understand it, this was a innocent heart.

When the lips were stained with the goddess's first drop of blood, it was the only time that he and the goddess had "intimate contact" but it was so helpless and terrifying.

The young man swallowed the drop of blood and just wanted to blend himself with the goddess after the last close contact. Is it wrong? This kind of ** mentality is not understandable to the tall, rich and handsome man.

It was just an impulse.

But after the impulse, it pays a terrible price. For a young man, nightmares are a big fear.

Badou felt that he had started to turn his fortune, perhaps it started by swallowing the goddess's drop of blood.

I met Liu Shoucai and learned something that might be magic. Anyway, I was either crazy or dreaming, or... I really changed, my strength was greater than before. I don’t know how much. At least ordinary people couldn’t pick up a stone pier weighing 100 kilograms and threw it out for more than ten meters.

There is no way to see a ghost full of green eyes. Brother Liu said that this is a wandering soul and is harmless to people.

Now Badou has begun to believe that he is walking a path that ordinary people have never taken before, and only the road that comes from hearing is where he has already set foot on.

There may be monsters and monsters there, but Brother Liu means there will be gods and immortals.

Isn’t that if you work hard, you will have the opportunity to become a god?

In order to be a god, Badou felt that he had to fight once!

Moreover, Badou was wondering at this time, if he was a god, could he go to the Jiuyou Underworld to steal the life and death book of the King of Hell and quit the goddess' name? Sun Wuzi did this at the beginning.

But no matter what, the first thing is to kill the wandering souls here!!!

Kill them out!

This is a very practical question. Ba Dou thought hard, what to use his mouth to blow, bite with his teeth, chop with his knife, smash with his fist, kick the wandering soul's little Dingding. In short, all the elegant tricks Ba Dou used all the tricks.

But the little girl had no effect at all. She could not even get up with a punch. The green wandering soul was still spinning around her, and the "noise" in her ears became louder and louder, and a strange smell rushed into her nose, which was disgusting.

Liu Shoucai followed Lizhu and looked at Badou doing so many useless efforts. Although there was a smile on his face, he had no smile on his face. Could it be that this kid is really not suitable to be a main attacker? When Xiaobai pointed out to him, he could easily destroy such things without even using the power of merit. Why is he a half-waste Badou now, but his strength is much stronger than he did before, but he has no effect when facing Wandering Soul?

"Ba Dou, this time it's up to you. If you can't find this tonight, I can't take you there. Let's talk about it if you find your own way of fighting in the future." Liu Shoucai shook his head, turned around and walked down the mountain. It's time to face the old monster.

There was a roar from behind, but Liu Shoucai did not look back. The roar seemed like despair. After all, there was no way to find the answer. Not always, genius could be encountered.

Liu Shoucai thought to himself what kind of thing he needed to prepare to control the old monster and even be entangled with it.

...

Badou was disappointed in himself when he saw Liu Shoucai turn around and leave?

Yes, it must be like this! Otherwise, why would Brother Liu leave? Why did he leave?

I can’t even kill my wandering soul, why do I want to stand beside Brother Liu? Why do I want to be a god?

don't want!

I don't want this!

Badou roared and punched and kicked the phantoms around him. But in fact, it had almost no lethality. "I'm not willing!" Badou suddenly punched one of the wandering souls.

I felt a bang, and it hit the ground. In a daze, Badou laughed and shouted: "I hit, I hit!!!"

Liu Shoucai stopped and looked back in shock, thinking that Ba Dou really hit the wandering soul.

What I saw was...

The silly boy held up his bloody fist and smiled foolishly, and the wandering souls around him remained the same.

"Idiot!" Liu Shoucai frowned and said in a low voice. Did this guy hit Youhun? He obviously accidentally hit his fist on the trunk of a tree, and even blood came out.

Badou didn't know, but only remembered what he hit hard. The pain from his hands made him feel extremely stimulating and energetic, and shouted: "I'll beat you to death, I'll beat you to death!" The blood-stained fist swung out circles at the surrounding green wandering souls.

Bang bang bang ~~

This time, Badou really clearly felt something hit on it, it was a soft illusion.

But the changes in front of me really made me feel that it was not an illusion or an illusion.

"This is..." Badou looked at his fist. To be precise, it was the injured fist, which was stained with a lot of blood and some wounds.

How did the wound come about? Badou doesn't remember that he had hurt. He was so fascinated by the wielding just now. He only remembered that he used all his strength in every punch, but there was no effect at all.

But it was different just now!

I obviously felt the recoil force that my fist fucked back, as if it was hit on a sponge, no, it seemed like it was on a quilt.

Badou looked at his bloody fist, clenched his fist with his other hand and smashed it at a green ghost shadow around him.

Huh ~

The fist poured through it, nothing was there.

"Why didn't I hit it?" Badou was stunned. No, he had obviously hit several wandering souls in a row just now, and that kind of touch would be fine.

Huhu~ He swung out two more punches, and the wandering soul was still there.

"How could this happen? Did I miss something?" Badou stopped his meaningless fist and foot skills. Qi Shen Dao was thrown aside at some point, and the tip of the knife was inserted into the ground, and the hilt of the knife shook slightly.

The bleeding hand felt a slight pain, which made Ba Dou feel scared. Could it be that this hand hit the Wandering Soul?

call!

Badou pointed his wounded fist at a wandering soul close to him, and only felt a wave of softness coming from the front.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the wandering soul suddenly shrink and compress it to a basketball-sized ball of light. Before I could react, it exploded with a bang and disappeared without a trace.

"Is it... blood?" Badou looked at his fist in surprise. Could it be his blood relationship?

There are still many wandering souls around, with only twenty or thirty. Although Badou cannot see the faces of those wandering souls clearly, it does not mean that Badou cannot see the general outline.

He jogged for two steps, waved his injured fist and smashed it at a wandering soul again.

Puff~~
Chapter completed!
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