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Chapter 1330 Please Yin God

Tang Feng said slowly: "If Zixuan doesn't move in this game, you will definitely lose."

“Why do you say that?”

Lin Mengjia knew that Tang Feng would definitely not say such words for no reason.

But when she looked at the two of them, no matter how she looked, she felt that the soul of Dark Night had a higher chance of winning.

Although the players in this competition are all quite strong, they will have different heights and weights.

The Dark Night Soul is about 1.75 meters tall, and his muscles are very strong. When it is displayed on the stage, everyone in the audience showed a bit of envy.

The Demon King was not weak, but he was shorter and stood barefoot on the stage, with no sight of 1.7 meters.

Even though Lin Mengjia is an amateur, she knows that in addition to some martial arts skills, this kind of fighting game is more about physical fitness and strength. Even if the two of them have the same figure, the Demon King seems to have slightly reduced the proportion.

Both of them are professional players, so according to common sense, they naturally have higher weight and stronger strength.

Therefore, looking at the appearance, Lin Mengjia easily decided that the Dark Night Soul had a better chance of winning.

I guess everyone in the audience had the same idea. Among the audience's shouting, it was obvious that the name of the Dark Night Soul was even louder.

Tang Feng looked towards the Demon King.

Compared to looking at the quite ostentatious Dark Night Soul, the Demon King seemed much lower-key. He stood aside, just occasionally doing a few moves according to the host's invitation to show himself.

But even so, the audience's eyes were all on the soul of the Dark Night and did not care too much about him.

Tang Feng smiled indifferently and said, "He is not alone."

"What?"

Lin Mengjia didn't understand it for a moment.

He isn't a human?

Or is he not alone?

Tang Feng further explained: "In his body, there are two souls."

Lin Mengjia's eyes looked even more surprised, and she said, "Has he been brought to the ghost?"

According to her understanding, this is the best explanation.

Tang Feng nodded and said, "Yes, not."

What Tang Feng said tonight has always puzzled Lin Mengjia. She looked at Tang Feng in confusion and waited for him to continue.

"The commonly known as ghost body is passive, or when you go to a place with strong yin energy, or accidentally rush to something, you get involved in it. However, he is proactive and asks ghost body to go up. This kind of behavior is called asking for the Yin God."

"Negative?

god?"

Lin Mengjia is very interested in these strange things and has seen a lot of related things, but this is the first time I have heard of this word.

This god has always been bright and upright, belonging to Yang, while Yin is mostly associated with evil things. I have never heard of any Yin god.

Seeing her confused, Tang Feng smiled and said, "Actually, it is the usual ghost. But they want to invite this ghost to give it a honorary title, called Yin Shen."

Lin Mengjia looked at the devil, but was still confused and said, "The ghost's body will damage people's yang energy and damage people's body. It will harm all kinds of harm but no benefits. Why did he do this?

Don't you know the harm?"

That being said, who wouldn't know the harm?

That devil is not a three-year-old child either, how could he not understand?

Tang Feng also looked at him, snorted coldly from his nose, and said, "Isn't it just for the win?"

Or, for fame and profit."

"You mean, he uses the ghost to help him win the game?

Isn’t this drinking poison to quench thirst?

It is not worth the loss for a little immediate benefit!"

Lin Mengjia widened her eyes and could not understand the person's behavior.

Tang Feng still sneered faintly and said, "How could he not know this?

Just like a gambler, who doesn’t know what the final result is?

But he was still lucky and thought he could win. In fact, for him, wasn’t he using his own destiny to bet?"

Lin Mengjia took a deep breath, shook her head slowly, and still showed a sigh. She looked at the Demon King for a while, and said, "It is said that people who are on the body of ghosts will be eroded by the Yin energy, and their expressions are terrible. Isn't this the case when we met Sun Dapao in Xijing before?

But why does this person seem to be in such a situation?”

Not only did the devil look like he was not in a state of depression, but he seemed to be full of energy and his whole body was full of momentum. Even if Lin Mengjia couldn't see any yin and yang energy, he could still feel that this person must be full of yang energy.

Tang Feng did not answer directly, but asked Lin Mengjia: "Do you know the little ghosts in Siam?"

Lin Mengjia nodded repeatedly.

The little ghosts and god cards in Siam are all very famous things. She has heard a lot of gossip. Many big stars raise little ghosts, but they help their fortunes. However, in daily life, they have to worship the little ghosts.

Tang Feng continued: "He is almost the same as raising a ghost. He has reached some agreement with the Yin God he invited to meet the Yin God's requirements according to the agreement. The Yin God helps him win. Both of them will be able to be at peace."

"But," Lin Mengjia hesitated for a moment and asked, "I also heard that raising little ghosts is quite risky. If something wrong happens, it will cause backlash. Is it safer to ask for Yin Shen?"

"Where is there any safe thing to do when dealing with such ghosts and monsters?"

Tang Feng's mouth curled up slightly, and a very sarcastic smile appeared. He glanced at the demon king, looking very disdainful. "All such agreements have traps. Once they fall into it, they will be unable to do anything in the future. You see that he is safe at this moment, but he is just a ghost on his body and has not attacked him."

Lin Mengjia nodded, but suddenly looked at the old man opposite and said, "Does he ask for the Yin God? Will this monk not know?

With his cultivation level, you won’t be able to see it, right?”

"Since he can become a player and come here to participate in the competition, it means that this matter has been approved by the boss. Perhaps, it may be possible that he instructed."

Tang Feng's eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was still a sneer in his eyes.

Lin Mengjia already understood what he meant, pursed her lips, and then said dissatisfiedly: "This is the first time we have watched this game. We don't know much about these two people, but if we come here a few times, we will know that the two seem to be a little different in strength."
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