"You despicable and sinister villain, you actually made me... uh..." The little fairy said hatefully in the darkness, and then moaned again. Because her voice was relatively smooth, the moan sounded like pain and pleasure.
Shen Bing asked me in astonishment: "What did you do to her?"
"I crushed her." I said without thinking.
"Ah, you actually pinched her? No wonder she called you a hooligan..." Shen Bing became more and more angry as she spoke.
Oh my god, this is the consequence of not saying it clearly, it is the easiest to make people imagine and misunderstand. I hurriedly put the thing in my hand into her hand and said to her: "This is the thing you are holding, don't let your imagination run wild."
Shen Bing said "Oh" and suddenly realized, "So pinching her like this makes her feel really good."
Oh, why does our conversation sound so awkward? It seems that I have done something wrong to the goblin. Actually, I broke the jade ornament into two pieces, which caused this situation. The jade ornament seems to be closely connected with the goblin's body. This may be a means for the cult to control the believers. Through this token, they plant evil magic in them. If they dare to betray the cult, they can easily kill them with this jade ornament.
I said to her in annoyance: "What do you mean by pleasant? That's called ecstasy..." It's hard to explain this matter, the more I explain, the worse it gets.
"No matter how happy she is, has she broken the path to hell now?"
As soon as Shen Bing finished speaking, the little demon said, holding back the pain, "Don't even think about it! Once the Underworld is cast, it won't dissolve within three days unless the caster stops. Three days, hum, three hours is enough to kill you."
The little demon's heavy breathing gradually became weaker. My heart skipped a beat. The little girl wanted to escape. Damn it, you can't even think about it. I snatched the two pieces of jade from Shen Bing's hand, exerted force on my fingers, and "cracked" it broke into several pieces.
"Ah..." Immediately, the little fairy screamed again, and then heard a thud not far ahead. "No, no..."
It seems that this thing is like a robot remote control. No matter if you are a Transformer or Doraemon, if I pinch it, you will turn into scrap metal.
"If you leave the human world and the underworld, I will let you go. Otherwise, we will go our separate ways and I will grind the jade into slag." I said, staring at the darkness ahead.
"Don't even think about it. Because we have already lost a man, and now you have ruined the whole thing. Even if I go back alive, I won't be able to keep my life. Let's die together!" After the little goblin finished speaking, he heard a "crack" sound in front of him, which seemed to be the sound of breaking flesh and bones.
I was shocked. Did she commit suicide
Just as I was about to speak, I heard the little goblin say in a very weak voice: "I... broke... my own... neck... Are you satisfied...?" After saying this, there was no more sound. After waiting for a while, there was still no movement. She might really be dead.
I couldn't help but feel terrified. How much courage does it take to break one's own neck? And even with a broken neck, he could still speak. How fierce. A ghost who died in this way must be particularly fierce. I'm afraid there is another evil ghost in the world. At this time, Shen Bing stretched out her little hand and held mine. I noticed that her palm was slippery and full of cold sweat.