Xiao Bing had not taken action yet, and Xiao Bing knew that he could control everything.

Xiao Bing could even see the little girl's eyes emitted a green light.

Before this, Xiao Bing knew that behind the little girl must be a powerful surrender, but any powerful surrender is impossible to control a ghost king. The ghost king is already a legendary existence and cannot be controlled by any surrender.

The head master feeds the little ghost and lets the little ghost be controlled by him to do evil. There is also a great risk. That is, once the little ghost's strength exceeds the level that the head master's magic power can control, the head master will be backfired by the little ghost and will eventually be doomed.

A staggering footsteps sounded, and the gate of a yard was pushed open with a creaking sound, and then a man rushed out of it and fell to the ground.

This man was wearing a rag dress and looked over forty years old. He was slightly fat and had a slightly dark skin. He had a rag bag hanging on his shoulders and a strange thing in his hand that looked a bit like a feather duster and a bit like a Western magic wand.

He lay on the ground in pain, his body twitching constantly, pointing at the little ghost with something similar to a magic wand, and keeping muttering in his mouth.

Xiao Bing could see that the air around him seemed to fluctuate, and he could even feel that countless components in the air around the little girl's body were redecomposing and recombining. This was a more clever control method. This person was using the fluctuations in the air to affect the little girl's brain waves and control the little girl.

The little girl screamed, and then the sect master took out a little wooden man carved from wood and kept muttering to the little wooden man.

The little girl was still screaming, and the screams became louder and louder. At the same time, the power in her body became stronger and stronger, but she did not break through to the point of breaking the void. Even so, her power was only a slight distance away from breaking the void. Then she saw the little wooden man in the hands of the surrender suddenly thumped and turned into ashes.

The head master stared at the little wooden man who turned into ashes in his hand, and a shrill and terrifying scream came out of his mouth, as if he had seen something he couldn't believe. Then his body began to twitch and his seven orifices began to bleed. The little girl calmed down, turned around and looked at him, jumped over, pounced on the head master, biting his throat. The head master's body quickly shriveled at a visible speed, and soon turned into a human fucking, and was sucked dry by the little girl.

Xiao Bing sighed, but there was no sympathy in his eyes. He looked at the corpse and said in a cold tone: "If you do evil, you will die. You, the black master, secretly feeding the little devil. If you do evil, you will sooner or later be punished by God. If you receive such retribution today, you will have more than death."

After drinking the blood, the little girl stood up. Xiao Bing looked at her and said, "And what about you, although it was raised by the surrender master, everything was not your original intention, but you have now turned into a little ghost, or even the most evil ghost king. If I don't kill you today, I don't know how many people will die in your hands in the future."

The little girl looked at Xiao Bing, as if she was a little afraid of Xiao Bing. At this moment, she was no longer controlled by the Black Slayer. Her words and deeds belonged to her. She shook her head and said timidly: "You can't kill me, you are a big villain."

Xiao Bing sighed. At the beginning of any life, it was a blank piece of paper, without a trace on it. This girl must have done a lot of evil and may not have sucked many blood from many people, but she is also a victim.

The little girl squatted on the ground, hugged her thighs, and looked at Xiao Bing pitifully, with innocent eyes.

Xiao Bing was a little merciful when the little girl suddenly screamed and rushed towards Xiao Bing's body.

She opened her mouth and almost bit Xiao Bing's neck, but Xiao Bing grabbed her hair and lifted her up.

The strength of the two people is too far apart. Even the so-called ghost king in Thailand is still far away from a strong man like Xiao Bing who breaks the void. However, if Xiao Bing lets her go as the ghost king today, there is probably no one in the territory of Thailand that can destroy her. By then, it will be a disaster for the entire Thailand.

After all, this ghost king was produced because he drank his own blood. Although Xiao Bing didn't know why his blood was so replenished, the other party evolved into a ghost king because of his own blood. Xiao Bing could not watch her bring disaster to the whole of Thailand.

After this scene, Xiao Bing understood that this ghost king must be killed!

Xiao Bing grabbed her hair and threw it hard on the ground. With a bang, the ground cracked like an earthquake, and the little girl fell directly into the ground. This fall, even the copper and iron bones would be broken.

In the crack of the ground, a creaking sound sounded, and the little girl actually crawled out of the ground intact. While crawling to the ground, she smiled and said, "You are a human, I am a ghost, you can't kill me... My body is the golden body that the surrender master has been tempered for thousands of times, and it is not so easy to fall to death. Even if you destroy my golden body, my resentful spirit is still there. Sooner or later, you can find a new golden body and then be reborn. You are a human, and humans have no means to kill me, the ghost king."

Xiao Bing took a step. The little girl had just flew up and was about to run away. Xiao Bing grabbed her neck and made a fuss in his heart. He was about to cut off her neck. Then Xiao Bing heard the old monk's voice coming from outside the alley: "She was right. You can't kill her, don't destroy her golden body first."

When Xiao Bing heard this voice, he did not continue to take any more serious measures. He just controlled the little girl in his hand and walked out of the alley with great strides.

But the old monk who had reminded Xiao Bing twice before was standing outside the alley with a cane. His eyes were full of wisdom and said, "Congratulations to the donor for safely surviving the blood disaster."

Xiao Bing asked, "The bloody disaster you mentioned is the guy in my hand?"

"Yes." The old monk sighed, "I looked at your face before, but I couldn't see it in detail. Later, when I heard the movements in this alley, coupled with the surging ghost aura, I realized that the Ghost King was born. I didn't expect that in the hands of the Ghost King, you didn't lose your life."

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "You Thailand's ghost king, it's unlikely that you want to kill me."

The old monk looked at Xiao Bing in confusion and asked, "If I talk about what I saw from your face now, would the donor believe it?"

Xiao Bing smiled and said, "Tell me, let's see."

The old monk looked at Xiao Bing and said, "I can see from your face that you are a dragon among people. After you have survived this bloody disaster, you will undergo a transformation, and the future path will be out of control... Young man, I have never seen such a great face. In the future, you will be above everything else, or... you are the savior of this world."

Xiao Bing couldn't help laughing again: "Okay, no matter what, this sounds much better than a bloody disaster. What should this guy do now?"

The little girl kept shouting: "Let me go, let me go."

"Amitabha," said the old monk, "You can trap her, but you can't kill her, so let me save her."

The old monk said, "Donor, bring her, come with me."

The girl kept cursing: "You monk, you bald donkey, I must suck all your blood, I want you to die a bad death. Just because you deserve to save me? You want to kill me too? I am not an ordinary little ghost, I am the ghost king, do you know? I am the ghost king, all the little ghosts in this world must obey my orders, and I want to suck all the blood of everyone."

Xiao Bing bounced the girl's forehead twice and said, "Let you make a noise, let you make a noise."

The girl was so excited that she was so flicked that she screamed. Xiao Bing suddenly tore off a piece of cloth in her clothes and stuffed it into her mouth, which made her calmer.

Xiao Bing followed the old monk on the street. On the way, some people saw Xiao Bing holding a three- or four-year-old child who was constantly scolding and struggling. They all showed strange eyes, but no one cared about it. This was originally a chaotic city, and there were not many people meddling in other people's business. Moreover, although this three- or four-year-old child was young, it brought them a strange and fearful feeling.

Xiao Bing followed the old monk and finally entered a temple. In the temple were two statues of ancient Buddhas that Xiao Bing didn't know very well. Although they looked dilapidated, they were solemn with treasures.

The old monk first lit a few candles, then took out a golden cassock from behind the Buddha statue and draped it on his body, and also had an extremely sharp knife.

The girl's face changed a little, especially after seeing the old monk put on the cassock, she screamed and said, "You are...you are the Grand Master of Jinlong...how are you here?"

The old monk looked at the girl and said solemnly: "Amitabha, I didn't expect that you, a little devil, had heard of my name."

"I'm listening...I'm listening to the sect master, saying that you are the most mysterious and powerful master in the country, but you have been missing for many years."

Xiao Bing didn't expect that this old mage would have such a great reputation. It seemed that he had underestimated him before.

The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is endless and it is the shore. I will help you to reborn."

"I don't need you, I don't need you." The girl exclaimed, "Let me go quickly, let me go quickly, I don't want this big monk to help me reborn. I am a little devil and will be doomed."

Afterwards, the girl shouted at Xiao Bing.

Xiao Bing looked at the old monk and asked, "Master, if she dies, will she really be doomed?"

The old monk Baoxiang said solemnly: "This is the legend. After an ordinary child dies, he will be reincarnated again, and usually reincarnated into the animal realm. After accumulating good deeds, if Gumantong is saved by Buddhism one day, he can be reincarnated into a human. Because this kind of ghost has done too much evil, especially if this ghost king who is rare in a thousand years is reincarnated, it will be truly disillusioned and will disappear from then on."

Xiao Bing said oh, and when he looked at the girl who was only three or four years old, he felt a little unbearable.

The old monk sighed and said, "The donor has a compassionate heart, but if he is let go, he will not know how many innocent lives will die from now on. What's more, what I just said has not been truly confirmed, it is just a legend. It is true that people die like a lamp that goes out, just like oil that goes out, the light of life will no longer exist, and return to boundless darkness. As a result, if one is finished, is there still a bliss of rebirth? Who can say that as a monk, it is important to protect more compassionate lives, kill one person and save ten thousand people. I can do such a bad thing."
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