Big guy, he's not a monster at all, he's very likely just a rare monk with a dark spirit root!

That's why he has the same emotions as a normal person, he will be angry and angry, he will be happy and comfortable. All of this was clearly expressed by the needle that pierced his head and the mark on the ground in a bright red color, isn't it?

Although he was ruthless to his enemies and killed countless people, he was so gentle to those who helped him and showed kindness to him, and although he was cold on the surface, he secretly cared for him in his heart. Only she can see all this clearly, and she understands it clearly, she has always felt that this "monster" is not like words!

Obviously, when she first came here, he was already so miserable, he had countless reasons to resent all the people in this world, but he still didn't kill her as soon as she recklessly entered the stone hall, just stood quietly to give her a chance, and still believed that there were still people in this world who were willing to think independently, willing not to hate him for some reason, and afraid of him!

She didn't know how many years had passed since he had been standing here, but she knew in just a moment that even if he had fallen so far, he had not lost hope. He stood here like a thousand-year-old pine, tough and upright, evergreen, quietly waiting for the light that could really shine on him.

At this moment, her heart was extremely numb, her body that had already sat up did not move, and her face was expressionless, but two strands of cold things dripped down her cheeks and fell to the ground, making many small splashes.

Perhaps it was a little too much of a splash that caught the attention of the person who was being tethered on one side, and he moved his sensitive ears and bowed his head slightly under him, ending his attitude of not caring about people after the fire was extinguished.

A stiff feeling came over her, fleeting, and made Hua Lingyuan wake up from her numbness. Ah, the big guy greeted her again, as if asking "what's wrong with you".

She didn't move, sat for a while longer, until the numbness subsided, picked up the travelogue from the ground, smoothed the folds of the page, and retracted the image. Wipe off the wet liquid from your face and get up from the recliner.

At this time, Fan Jingang's figure outside reappeared, this time he changed another weapon, it looked like some kind of blow pipe, and he was hiding in an extremely dark corner and blowing a thin needle out of the window, he thought that her strength and vision had not yet evolved, and he couldn't see where he was hiding.

The anger in her heart rose again, and after determining that the big guy was definitely wronged, her disgust for people like Fan Jingang was simply raised to another level, and she took the Qinglian "Bo Bo Bo" to neatly split the thin needles that were shooting!

Because of her great strength this time, it can be said that she is super high-level, and the metal blowpipe was actually split into two pieces by Qinglian in this way! Then she turned Qinglian sideways, and without a trace of emotion, she recognized Fan Jingang's dirty neck and wiped it over, if it was smeared, Fan Jingang would definitely have an extra bowl-sized scar on his body!

Her fighting intent and ferocity really frightened Fan Jingang, narrowly avoided this, raised her eyes and saw that her heart was shocked by her hungry wolf-like eyes at this time, and a wave of fear actually rose!

For the first time, he didn't dare to continue to play in front of Hua Lingyuan, but quickly retreated and rushed back to the small broken house, only in it could bring him a sense of peace at this time, because as long as he was in the small broken house, he was agile eightfold. Although he didn't understand why Hua Lingyuan suddenly became so fierce, as long as his aura recovered, he could definitely beat this person, and he would be able to feel at ease.

Hua Lingyuan watched him retreat and didn't chase him, there was a chance to clean him up after he was cleaned up, Wu Dong and the Jiufang family could recall him back, in addition to wanting him to force the big guy to go crazy and kill himself, why not also want him to die here too. So he can't run away!

She gave her one last glare at the small dilapidated house before turning back to the stone hall. The people in the stone hall raised their faces when they heard her return.

Seeing this face now, she really can't calm down. She is indeed not a virgin, although she is well protected by her master and brother, and although she has broadened her horizons in the world of legal health, she is still the monk who has experienced life and death when she returns here.

Just as she wouldn't do anything beyond her power to ask for an explanation for the hundreds of lives in Jiming Town, she wouldn't do anything for a monster.

It's a pity that such a stunning face is already mutilated, but a monster is a monster, even if she has the ability to steal him in the future, she will lock him up like this until death, all she can guarantee is to make him die more comfortably, this is the best ending that a monster can get.

But now, what is she going to do now......

She stood between the gate of the stone hall and the Nine Directions Burial for a long time, the breeze leaking from the eaves overhead, blowing over her body and her face, blowing her long ponytail and the broken hair on her cheeks, as if the world was comforting her.

Finally, she moved, and walked slowly towards the person in front of her, still holding her Qinglian firmly in her hand, although her heart was excited, there was not even a little trembling in any part of her body, and she was calm and deadly.

"I have a question, can you answer me solemnly. For the first time, she looked directly into the blood-soaked eyes, as if she could still be seen there.

The Nine Directions Ghost had been facing in this direction, as if she knew something was going to happen, and no matter how long she had been standing there, she had been facing this petite person. Shaoqing nodded.

Hua Lingyuan couldn't help but take a deep breath when she got the approval, and asked, "Are you a demon?"

Time froze in this moment, and even though she already knew the answer, hearing the victim say the negative words himself was like a sacred ritual, as if something had been opened, and it made her feel solemn.

And Jiufang Youmortuary may never have imagined that one day when he was still alive, someone would ask him such a sentence, are you a demon......

No one had asked him, and no one had ever asked him that way before. His appearance was as if God had arranged it, and as soon as the aura in his body was exposed, people decided that they would not be able to hear a word of his argument, nor would they give him a chance to argue.

They decided that he was such a person, that they would never care about anything else when they decided that they were wrong, and that no one would think that maybe they were wrong.

They used all the means they could use against the demons, and felt at ease that they were exercising justice, even though he, as a "demon", had never hurt them on a finger, and even regarded them as his own people and family.

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