At the same time as the bead disappeared, the dark shadow lurking in the blood mist suddenly dimmed for some reason, as if the spiritual power that supported the action disappeared sharply. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Not long after, a faint monosyllabic sound came from the air, and after a whoosh, Lady Moon slowly got up from the ground, shook her body and barely stood still, her mouth half open, and she spat out a large mouthful of blood coldly.

After Wusu glanced at her suspiciously, his eyes inadvertently swept over the flower slave at Mrs. Yue's feet, but found that she no longer knew when she was directly out of breath, and her body did not fluctuate, as if she had been dead for a long time.

"Your own sister Hua Nu will be refined into a living puppet by you after her death, and your own son has now become a sacrifice of your ambition, and now everything you wish for cannot happen...... How, this great gift I gave you, Mrs. Yue should be satisfied, right? The emotions on the wizard's face seemed to be a little agitated, and resentment, sadness, and regret drifted through his complicated eyes...... A mixture of emotions.

Mrs. Yue stretched out her fingers, the finger sleeve scraped the remaining blood stains at the corners of her mouth, the blood droplets condensed on the tips of her nails, the corners of her mouth with blood stains hooked, and a dangerous breath was silently revealed, as if she said in a calm tone: "You have the same temperament as a slut, and you really deserve to be his seed!" ”

She slowly and methodically removed the finger cuffs one by one, revealing long nails, the color of which was abnormally purple, which looked very penetrating but for some reason people couldn't take their eyes off.

The wizard's expression changed drastically, and he retreated in panic, but Lady Moon stood in the doorway, blocking the exit, and behind him was the depths of the main hall, almost unable to escape.

Wusu swept the scene in front of him lightly, yawned boredly, and walked unhurriedly towards the door.

When she was only a foot away from Lady Moon, she stopped and glanced at Lady Moon "inadvertently".

Lady Moon seemed to be unaware, her purple nails interlocking in pairs, and her gaze was fixed on the wizard who had lost her square inch.

The atmosphere of the fox palace began to solidify, and the faint sound in the air seemed to be half plundered, and the palace was extremely quiet.

A gust of wind swept beside Wusu's side, and Lady Yue's bright red clothes were like a flying butterfly of death, sweeping towards the wizard with a deadly aura.

"Since that thing doesn't exist, you don't need to exist anymore, after all, you're a waste who doesn't even have the value of being alive and tortured!" After Lady Moon finished pronouncing the sentence in a cold voice, her nails grew and bent, and suddenly attacked the wizard.

The wizard's expression was flustered, but he fell silent, and his whole body was filled with bitter sadness, and the sound of something falling slid into Wusu's sight.

Wusu lowered his eyes, picked up the fox face that had slipped to his feet, flipped his hand, turned into a white shadow, and flew back.

Madame Moon withdrew her hand and casually opened the flying attack of the mask, which instantly turned into countless fragments, scattered in the air and slowly fell.

In the snowflake-like scene, the wizard's complexion began to gradually turn purple, a wisp of black qi representing death gradually diffused from between his eyebrows, and the two scratches on his cheeks that were rotten and exposed were extremely dazzling.

"Mrs. Yue's death finger, but I am fortunate to understand it." The wizard said lightly, his face falling into a wordless silence.

Wusu's eyes flashed, his hand swiped lightly in the air, and several white spiritual lights struck Madame Yue.

Mrs. Yue moved slightly, her expression seemed to be full of contempt, and there was contempt in her eyes, "You are nothing more than that".

The corners of Wusu's lips raised, and with a manual movement, a white and flawless jade butterfly flew out of his wrist, and the jade butterfly hovered in front of him and flapped its wings slightly, instantly transforming into countless jade butterfly phantoms, densely approaching the direction of Mrs. Yue.

Mrs. Yue's brows tightened, her eyes rolled, and her figure turned into a puff of green smoke, rolling and drifting towards the door.

Wusu was about to drive Jade Butterfly to stop her, but was stopped by a faint voice, and the movement paused slightly, and Lady Yue's figure had already rolled out of the door and disappeared without a trace.

“…… Miss Wusu, can you grant me a request for my dying's sake? The wizard staggered towards Wusu, his steps getting slower and heavier.

Wusu stood in place, his body not moving, silently watching him approach: "......? ”

The wizard tentatively reached out his hand and touched Wusu's somewhat fluttering cuffs, grabbing them eagerly.

Wusu looked away, his gaze flickered a few times, and he didn't seem to mean to push it away immediately.

"You took off my mask, I should have lived and died with you, but you must not look down on me, so can you bury me in a barren mound in the northeast corner of the Great Wilderness Mountain...... That place is easy to recognize...... There are many, many piles of white bones...... A few feet away, you can feel the lifeless coldness......" The wizard's voice grew weaker and weaker, and his face became more and more terrifyingly pale.

Wusu subconsciously conveyed a little aura, but it was to no avail.

The wizard's body staggered, and his increasingly angry face showed a touch of sadness, and he pleaded in a low voice, "...... Can you hug me? Nobody likes me...... No one could see me...... He doesn't want me, and she doesn't want me......"

With a pause, the depths of Wusu's heart seemed to be grabbed by a hand, and it began to ache violently.

She stretched out her hand, gently pulled the person into her arms, and grabbed his waist with one hand, strangling it tightly.

The sorcerer's thoughts, feelings, and emotions condensed into a complex consciousness and slowly flowed into Wusu's body, and a familiar scene appeared in the body, a familiar huge pattern floated, and six divisions of different colors flickered and spun one after another, stopping at the blue fragment representing the demon world, and the distorted bold word - the word "anger" floated up, and after accepting that complex consciousness, the word "anger" floated out of the body and was imprinted on Wusu's forehead.

The wizard seemed to sense something, and reached out to try to touch Wusu's forehead, but the hand was halfway up and it couldn't fall.

He said intermittently, "Miss Wusu...... You're even more unusual than I thought...... If we have the chance, can we get to know each other again...... I think we might have a different start......"

The wizard's voice sank and faded, and his body hardened and cold.

Wusu quietly felt the last of his heartbeat stop, and after maintaining the hugging movement for a long time, he slowly let go.

The wizard's body suddenly slipped, and Wusu grabbed the hem of his shirt with one hand, and shrunk slightly with the other, carefully brushing the quiet face of the person in front of him as if he had fallen asleep, although the sadness between his eyebrows always lingered.

"Wusu, we can get out of here." A figure that had disappeared for a long time suddenly appeared at the door. (To be continued.) )