My Death God Roommate

Sang Tong rushed to Sang Yu with a stride, covered her slightly opened mouth, and shouted, "Don't talk!"

Sang Yu nodded, and Sang Tong let out a lingering breath and let go of his hand.

Ah Miao gave the female ghost a choke, and desperately pulled it back.

"what!"

Mu Rong's neck was bitten by a female ghost, and was pulled by A Miao, almost tore off a piece of meat.

Hearing Mu Rong's pain, Ah Miao did not dare to exert any force.

Sang Tong glanced at the time on the wall: 11:55.

"Yuwaer, you walk in with the old hen, Ameiao, you pull the female ghost out."

"She is biting Master Murong's neck!"

"Pull! Even if you give her a bite of meat, you must separate them!"

A Miao shivered, and she pulled her back with the female ghost's neck.

Mu Rong felt his body suddenly become heavier and leaned back.

"Yuwaer! Hold it!"

Sang Yu quickly took the old hen back two steps, and Mu Rong felt that someone was grabbing her finger and pulling her body back.

Two opposing forces pulled wildly, Mu Rong's expression was very painful, but the female ghost showed no sign of letting go.

The blood flowed down Mu Rong's neck and dyed the rags red on her body.

Sang Yu's eyes were red, and she didn't know if she should continue to step back.

The minute hand on the clock is already very close to the "twelve" position.

With less than two minutes left, if Mu Rong's true soul cannot return, she will be reduced to a lonely wild ghost, and she can only wander in the sun until her life is over.

Ah Miao flushed anxiously, and roared, "I'm shameless, right?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his body sideways, stepped on Mu Rong's shoulders, locked the female ghost's neck with one hand, and pulled the female ghost's hair with the other, pushing back hard.

"what!"

Mu Rong raised his head in pain, raised his hand to cover the injured neck, and blood poured out along Mu Rong's fingers.

The female ghost actually bit off a piece of Mu Rong's meat abruptly!

However, even though the head was pulled apart, the limbs still clung to Mu Rong.

Due to being pulled by Amaiao's hair, her head was forced to raise her face.

A very young face, not more than thirty years old.

There was a piece of meat in the female ghost's mouth, and the lower half of her face was covered with blood.

The unharmonious excitement and ecstasy surged in his eyes, and the strange sound of "guckling" in his throat made his scalp numb.

"Yu baby! Pull it!"

Time, only the last thirty seconds are left!

Sang Yu took a few steps back with great effort, and Mu Rong was also led to move a few steps forward, but what about the female ghost?

Her scalp was lifted up along the bun line, revealing the bright red skin tissue below, but the limbs were like rooting, stubbornly locked on Mu Rong's body!

Twenty seconds...

"Sister, hurry up, help!"

Fifteen seconds...

Sang Yu turned his pleading gaze to Sang Tong.

Sang Tong dropped Jin Ling and put his left hand on his chest. The index finger and middle finger were straightened. The other three fingers were pinched together, and he chanted: "Disciple Sang Tong, please beg the ancestor to give the demon sword, two fingers to transform the front, and Breeze, smoke-breaking soul!"

After reciting, Sang Tong raised his left hand high and cut his arm toward the female ghost!

At the same time shouted: "Throw the old hen on Mu Rong!"

The female ghost's limbs were severed all together, and the stump fell to the ground, uttering a scream of unwillingness.

Mu Rong's back loosened and his body fell forward.

Losing her focus, A Miao hugged the female ghost and flew out the door with a "swish".

The old hen flopped twice on Mu Rong's body, cried three times, tilted her head and died.

Twelve o'clock.

"Mu Rong!" Sang Yu's legs softened and fell to Mu Rong's side.

Mu Rong opened his eyes abruptly, but his body couldn't help twitching, his handsome facial features twisted together, his hands groping around his body indiscriminately, as if he was suffering from some extreme pain.

"Mu Rong, Mu Rong! What's wrong with you? Sister Tong Tong, save her!"

Mu Rong's body bowed sharply, snorted, his head tilted and stopped moving.

"Murong!"

Sang Yu hugged Mu Rong's head: "Mu Rong, don't scare me, Mu Rong!"

"Ah!" Ameow's cry came from outside the door.

With a "huh", Ah Miao entered through the wall, pinching the neck of a "human" female ghost with both hands and holding it in front of her.

"Sister, save me, she bit me!"

A Miao's body leaned back, and the broken limbs of the female ghost couldn't help waving, but there was a bit missing and A Miao could not be touched.

The female ghost has a fierce look, her blood bowl opens her mouth together, and she is in a posture that she can't wait to swallow Ah Miao alive.

"Oh, Lord Murong~Sister! Sang Yu, ah ah ah! Hurry up, I can't help it!"

Sang Tong opened the password box, took out the Five Emperors Copper Coin Sword and held it in his hand, put three yellow symbols on the sword, walked in front of the female ghost, and shouted: "God has the virtue of living well. I will give you another chance. If you voluntarily commit suicide, I will spare you!"

"Yu baby, bring a bowl of water!"

Sang Yu wiped his tears, got up from the ground, brought a bowl of water to Sang Tong's back.

The female ghost stared at the Five Emperors Copper Coin Sword in Sang Tong's hand and stopped her attack.

The two sides were in a stalemate for a long time, and the female ghost spoke first: "You break me and return the road to the sun, and I will not let you go as a ghost!"

"You are already a ghost. Do you think that borrowing a corpse will give you a new life? Oh, it's just a guilt. I might as well tell you that the corpse will not last more than seven days. When the body rots, you can still come out, but If a person is killed, I am afraid there will be no chance of being a human being!"

"I don't believe it! I waited for so long, and finally came across someone who is still yang. I can't find a saying today. Even if I fight my soul out, I will make you pay."

Sang Tong narrowed his eyes and asked, "What can you do?"

"Moncler, I can't help you, you can't help me, you'd better put a stand-in for me, otherwise..."

The female ghost cast her spiteful eyes on Sang Yu.

The golden light flashed, and the female ghost had a sword in her chest!

"court death!"

"You will suffer..."

Before she finished speaking, the female ghost's body began from her chest, rapidly weathering, and together with the stump on the ground, it turned into a blue smoke.

"Huh~It's disgusting!" Ah Miao shook her hands.

"Sister Tong Tong, I heard Brother Hao say that if you let a soul fly away, you will suffer..."

Sang Tong smiled and touched Sang Yu's head: "Yu Waer knows that she cares about her sister, it's not bad; but I am in a special situation. It will be a few bad luck at most. Don't worry, go see Murong. "

The three of them gathered around Mu Rong's side, and after only such a short time, Mu Rong's originally ruddy face turned pale as paper, but fortunately there were faint fluctuations in his chest.

Sang Tong cut the pulse of Mu Rong and pressed it for a while.

"Her true soul hurt too much. After returning to the body, the pain in the soul was concentrated on the body, and the pain exceeded the limit of the body's tolerance and passed out."

"Is it life-threatening?"

"Although it is not fatal, the wound on the soul is very slow to heal; but the possibility of self-healing is very low for a serious injury like her, and it may need a ghost doctor."

"Sister Tongtong..."

"Hey~ this is not in a hurry. She is a ghost and has a special status. I don't know if the ghost doctor is useful to her. First carry her back to the room and let her sleep well."

Settling in Mu Rong, Sang Yu saw Sang Tong look tired, and took her hand: "Sister Tong Tong, don't leave tonight. Will you sleep with me?"

"Then you are not allowed to grab the quilt with me in the middle of the night."

"I won't!"

In the past seven days, Sang Yu was exhausted and fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow. Sang Tong pulled the quilt for her and closed her eyes with a smile.

Early the next morning, Sang Tong made breakfast, gave a few words, and left in a hurry.

Mu Rong slept for three days, and only woke up at noon on the fourth day, but his eyes were white.

As consciousness regained consciousness, the pain came out.

She clenched her teeth, pressed her lips together, furrowed her eyebrows, and held the sheets under her with her hands tightly.

After a while, he supported his body and sat up.

Sang Yu cleaned the room and looked at Mu Rong as usual. He was pleasantly surprised to find that Mu Rong was awake and sitting quietly on the bed.

"Mu Rong~You are awake!"

"Master Mu Rong is awake?"

Sang Yu crouched in front of Mu Rong and looked up at her: "Is it better? Does my body still hurt? Are you hungry, I will cook porridge for you?"

"How long have I slept?"

"Three days."

"Has Jiefang Hao ever come?"

"No."

...

"Murong, sit down first, I'll cook the porridge."

"Sang Yu."

"Ok?"

"thank you."

Sang Yu stared at Mu Rong and said seriously: "It should be me who should say thank you."

She saw: Mu Rong's expression was a little dazed when she heard her thanks, and the feeling in her heart became even harder.

It is said that charity is not reported, but in this world, who wants to draw such a talisman?

Not only did Mu Rong do it, he didn't even mention a word from beginning to end, and he didn't even mean to be thanked.

Sang Yu said softly, "I'm going to cook porridge."

Mu Rong got up and moved slowly to the door based on memory.

A Miao kept guarding at the door of the room, looking in eagerly, seeing Mu Rong standing in the door hesitating, raised a hand to touch the door frame, and took a cautious step under his feet.

Ah Miao was stunned, flashed a bad feeling.

"Sang Yu, Sang Yu!"

"what's wrong?"

"Master Mu Rong seems to be something wrong, come here quickly."

Sang Yu shook his hand, almost cut his finger, put down the kitchen knife, and walked over quickly.

Seeing a scene that broke her heart: Mu Rong stretched out his hands in front of him, and moved his feet forward against the ground. The original deep eyes had become godless and hollow, a blind person looking for a way.

"Murong...what's wrong with you?"

Mu Rong's pace was stagnant, he took a breath, exhaled slowly, and calmly replied, "My eyes can no longer see."

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