Chapter 172
Looking at Ning Chen's back as he went upstairs, Hongying and the little junior sister looked at each other.
The two girls are not fools, so they can naturally hear Ning Chen's perfunctory.
"What's wrong?Why do you have such an expression
?" "Is it that Brother Ning doesn't look down on you and feels sorry for himself?"
Seeing the two girls behaving like this, Zhao Yan and Jingfeng, who came closer, couldn't help but laugh.
However, the two women didn't say much, just glanced at the two of them, and chased Ning Chen into the building.
Only the frightened wind and Zhao Yan looked at each other on the ground.
"Ah Feng, did we say the wrong thing again?"
"It should be... No, right
?" "Then why are the two of them like this?!"
"I don't know! The woman's mind can't be guessed!" "Brother Official
, I understand!!" "Love, I can't grasp it! I still save the young woman who has lost her footing, and the simple physical communication comes freely!"
Seeing
the shocking wind, Zhao Yan also realized.
"Wind, you still have consciousness on your horse
!" "Brother will have a treat, Haitian Club, let's go together to save the young woman who has lost her footing
!" "Brother Official! I want to fight
ten!" "Hang! Brother will come to ten!" "
Later, our brothers will kill the Quartet!"
............
The two looked like brothers, hooking shoulders and backs.
Talking and laughing, he has long forgotten the ignorance of Hongying and the little junior sister.
The frightening wind was even more arrogant, and he even released the bold words that he was going to beat ten.
I don't know how that little loach can be compared to Ning Gongzi's stout thing!
Maybe Zhao Yan is equal to the frightening wind's combat strength, so he deeply believes what the frightening wind said.
While the two complimented each other, they had already gone upstairs and caught up with Ning Chen's pace.
It's still the morgue, it's still the six morgues.
By the time the two of them rushed over, Ning Chen had already made a move.
Before he could stand still, he heard Hongying and the little junior sister scold each other.
"Shut up!" the
two of them hurriedly laughed, and then leaned aside and beeped quietly.
Hongying and the little junior sister didn't pay much attention to it, they just looked at Ning Chen intently, their eyes lit up slightly.
Although he could hear the words of the tiger and wolf spoken by the two, Ning Chen also ignored them.
At this moment, all the attention has been placed on the six corpses.
He waved his hand at a few members of the Spirit Control Bureau on the side, and several of them loosened their restraints on the corpse.
As soon as the suppression was released, the eyes of the six corpses were red, and the corpse qi erupted.
In just a moment, it swept through the morgue, and the temperature in the air dropped to freezing!
Give me
back my head!" "My arms!
" "Give me my body back!"
.........
A series of bitter and mournful voices came out from the bodies of the six corpses, and the resentment that permeated their bodies had already condensed into substance
! Obviously, not helping them get back the remnants had already made
their grievances even better than before! Unlike zombies, corpses had almost no intelligence, and they only relied on obsession to act
! If they didn't solve it now, when their grievances were strong enough to break through the ban, they would surely become troubles
! It was better to take advantage of the current climate and solve them together!
Not only can you get a lot of merit points, but you can also reduce one less worry.
And his fingers are like swords, standing on his chest.
Ning Chen muttered words in his mouth, although the six corpses were extremely terrifying, and even had a tendency to hurt people.
But as soon as the ban was triggered, it immediately stopped.
The red glow of his eyes dissipated, and the diffuse resentment and corpse qi poured back into the bodies of the six corpses like a tide.
"Go!"
After Ning Chen snorted, the six corpses lay down on the morgue bed on their own like puppets.
After doing this, Ning Chen rubbed his hands and smiled.
Then bend his fingers slightly, and the beads will break away from the string of nine dragon beads, and transform into a slender dagger with a simple shape and a pitch-black body.
Walking to one of the morgues, Ning Chen held a dagger in his hand, accompanied by a sound of a sharp blade entering the flesh, accurately stabbing into the corpse's eyebrows.
After a period of struggle and roaring, a body of resentful corpse qi quickly collapsed.
After a while, it was lifeless, and it turned into an ordinary and broken corpse again.
After concocting the same method and solving the six corpses in turn, I saw that on the system panel, the merit value skyrocketed by two thousand again.
Ning Chen was already smiling with his teeth exposed.
Perhaps, this belongs to the legend, self-produced and self-sold!
Seeing the perverted smile on his face, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
For some reason, there's always a sense of déjà vu that this thing is a demon corpse...
Sensing everyone's strange gazes, the smile on Ning Chen's face suddenly retracted.
With a dry cough, he flicked his fingers, and the dagger in his hand re-transformed into a bead and merged back into a string of nine dragon beads.
"Cough~
" "What, these six corpses have already been dealt with!" "
It will never be possible to re-dissolve the evil in the future
!" "It should be cremated and cremated, it should be sent away
!" "The next thing is the matter of your
spiritual management bureau!" Looking at the big brothers of the spiritual management bureau and saying a few words, Ning Chen walked to the two girls, Hongying and the little junior sister.
One by one, he left the morgue by the arm.
The corpse is like a ghost, and the corpse's resentment is condensed into beads.
Now that all of them have been quietly converted into merit points by Ning Chen, don't slip at this time, let alone when.
Anyway, he had already helped dispose of the six corpses, and no one saw him take the corpse beads.
Even if you look for it, it's the pot of those big brothers of the Spirit Control Bureau.
Hang yourself .........
After Ning Chen left, Feng Feng and Zhao Yan followed.
The group left the morgue without stopping.
"Ning Chen, what are you running?"
After coming out, he stood still, Hongying and Zhang Wanwan seemed to have not seen it, and their little hands were still tightly interlocked with Ning Chen.
Even when Ning Chen wanted to let go, he tightened it again, increasing his strength a little.
Although the two women did not show it on their faces, these small actions secretly made several people have an unobstructed view of the inner thoughts of the two of them.
I think that at the beginning, Hongying also made a lot of nonsense, saying that she was indifferent to Ning Chen's love words.
Right now... I can only hehe.
The famous philosopher Jing Ze's law of true fragrance is never absent!
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Facing Ning Chen's strange gaze, Hongying pretended not to care and pulled her sideburns and hair, and then changed the topic with a serious face.
"Ning Chen, what are you running?" This
woman's careful thoughts, Ning Chen glanced at it, and his heart was clear.
Although he understood that there was a drama and laughed in his heart, he did not show it on his face.
After all, other girls are thin-skinned.
You can't just come up and tear down people's platforms, right?
With Ning Gongzi's emotional intelligence, he would never make such a straight man's behavior!
He gave the two girls a finger interlock with his backhand, scratched the palms of the two girls, and Ning Chen showed a tacit smile, and then said.
"It's nothing! I'm just hungry!"
"Didn't you say that there was still a celebration banquet?Brother Official, Shocking Wind, how to arrange it?"
Casually pulling out a reason, Ning Chen turned his gaze to the side with envious faces on the side of Shocking Wind and Zhao Yan.
"How else can I arrange it?"
"Just put it on hold in the canteen
!" "Ah Feng, let's go!" Let's two lonely people, don't put this as a light bulb!"
After a few sentences, Zhao Yan pushed the frightening wind and went straight to the canteen.
If you don't go, you'll have to stuff all the dog food!