Seven Hundred and Ninety-Five Chapters Pull Hook and Seal Swear

While thinking about it, Luke stretched out his hand and said, "Can I check this "body" of yours?"

Carrie trembled, and immediately remembered the situation where the pair of fists with yellow light had beaten a few weirdos to ashes, and subconsciously stepped back: "No."

Luke was helpless and could only use a rarely used ability-primary mind power.

He selected the part involving spiritual power from arc shooting and spiritual communication. After a long-term combination of experiments, he finally developed this ability.

This is also the first primary ability that he developed by himself and was recognized by the system.

The primary mind power gently touched Jiali's back like a dragonfly: "Okay, just touch this."

Carrie's "body" trembled again, she turned around abruptly, looked behind her, but immediately turned back, a pair of dark pupils faintly sparkled with crimson light: "You, can you do this too?"

"Well, that's right." Luke simply sat cross-legged on the ground.

Carrie's eyes moved a lot, but she still stared at him tightly: "You, do you feel pain?"

Looking at her with the eyes behind Luke's lenses, he probably understood what she meant, and chuckled: "This is just a talent, and it won't make me ugly, why should I suffer? You know, some people When the talent is awakened, it will become an ugly monster, and that is called pain."

Carrie snorted in surprise: "Will it become ugly?"

Luke shrugged: "We belong to the mental strengthening category, and the chance of negatively affecting the physical appearance is very small, and the appearance generally does not change significantly. It is the human strength of the physical strengthening category. I have seen people become like lizards, And one that becomes like an iron sculpture."

Carrie shook her head unconsciously: "No, I don't want it."

Luke smiled: "Don't dream, you shouldn't have the opportunity to strengthen your body. If you want to be ugly, it's easier to put on a clown makeup yourself."

Carrie's little head shook more like a drum: "No no, I don't wear clown makeup."

Even so, the fear and pain in her heart kept dissipating.

Every time she chatted with Luke, she felt a little more relaxed.

The negative emotions accumulated during this time are also less disturbing to the mind.

Her sanity became clearer again: "Can you help me find my mother?"

Luke: "Then I have to know about your mother's disappearance, and maybe there is a chance to rescue her."

Having said this, he paused and continued: "But you must not accept the temptation of the strange old man just now. Did you really want to accept the old man's contract just now?"

Carrie hesitated: "But when he touched my head, I couldn't help but want to find my mother."

Luke probably knew it, and said, "I will do my best to find your mother. You also saw my ability just now, at least you have a higher chance of success than others."

Carrie bit her lip, raised one hand, and raised her tail finger: "Are you sure?"

Luke smiled, and also stretched out his tail finger and hooked it with the little finger: "Pull the hook."

With the sound of words, the little fingers of the two of them were hooked and turned up, and the thumbs were pressed together.

"Seal." This was Carrie's voice.

The little fingers hooked together on both hands loosened, the thumbs were facing each other, and the palms were facing upwards. Luke followed and said, "Swear."

Finally, the fingers of both hands crossed each other, and the two said together: "It won't change."

This is a small game that children often play, and is often a ceremony agreed upon by adults and children.

After the two released their hands, Carrie's expression became relaxed: "Thank you, I will wait for you to find your mother."

Where the words fell, her body suddenly became illusory, twisted a bit, and suddenly disappeared into the air.

Luke was silent for a moment, then stood up and walked out of the factory.

Of course he knew that Carrie's state was not right.

She has no smell, no breathing, no heartbeat.

Like the black-robed old man Mephisto just now, she is an existence between the real and the illusory.

Luke could only pray that the little girl would not have died and turned into a ghost-like existence, preferably it was just her ability.

Just like the black-robed old man who appeared, he was just a clone of Mephisto, maybe this was just a clone of Carrie.

Luke did intend to take care of the mother and daughter of Alice and Carrie.

Carroll and Alice's primary self-healing ability is his life-saving ability that he regularly switches to learn.

The abilities of these two people are primary self-healing, but in contrast, Carroll's ability is more inclined to recover from major injuries, and the self-healing form is extensive and fast.

Alice's ability is more inclined to regenerate the subtle damage in the body, and the recovery is more delicate and slow.

The combination of the two is very effective.

He used Alice's ability, and Carrie herself was of great value, worthy of his efforts to track down.

Taking this incident into his mind, he turned around and walked out of the factory building, riding a motorcycle and chasing after the smell of Ghost Rider in the air.

Today's experience gained a lot, but the loss of points was equally huge. He had to make persistent efforts to see if he could catch the head from the Ghost Rider by the way.

Killing a group of four will earn thousands of experience points. How can this experience spree be spared?

From the appearance of Mephisto's clone just now, to Luke's repelling him, it took less than two minutes.

It didn't take him five minutes to chat with Carrie.

Go after him now, if the Ghost Rider's action efficiency is a little bit low, Luke still has a chance to grab the head.

He didn't think about killing Ghost Rider for the time being.

Once this guy has a knack for tracking down the two blue skins, it's best to keep them.

Second, I have never heard of the news of the Ghost Rider killing ordinary people before.

Extraordinary groups are as good and bad as ordinary people, and people cannot be discriminated against because they have a non-mainstream skull.

Thinking like this, Luke's motorcycle rushed forward faster.

When he got to the location near the city, his expression changed, and the motorcycle drove to an open space on the side of the road.

There is the smell of Ghost Rider, and the smell of the two of them. In the open space, there is a water tower that has just been broken and sewage all over the ground.

But now that there is no one here, it can only prove that the two sides fought here again and then left.

Ghost Rider must be fine, the fiery skeleton motorcycle is not here.

Suddenly, Luke heard a woman in the distance shouting for help: "Help!"

There seems to be a man's scolding: "Give me the bag, you fat and ugly Bichi."

He stepped on the accelerator and stopped more than 100 meters away.

This is a viaduct, and the blazing skeleton motorcycle is parked at the edge of the bridge deck not far away.

Luke walked to the railing by the bridge not far away and looked down.

I saw a chubby girl bowing slightly to the fiery Ghost Rider, not forgetting to say, "Thank you." Then she ran away.

And where she ran away, only a scruffy young man was left, shivering at the terrifying Ghost Rider.

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