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On the left side of the Optimus Jade Pillar, the Miao Monk Wuhua Qiqi, who was originally bound by the dark chains, was bleeding nonstop, his entire white clothes were soaked red with blood, and the strings in his arms had already been broken.

Wuhua gasped violently, snorting, the chains swayed, and roared a few times from time to time, looking very painful.

"Wuhua, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Zihe was shocked, how could this be?

Isn't he the embodiment of resentment? How can there still be pain? Could it be that the things in the plot space can still affect him? It's weird.

"He's in a trance!"

The gilded white fan has been shaking on the right side, and the poor playboy who looks up to the sky and sighs gloomily, as if he is sighing for the flowers.

"You, you, can you speak? Isn't it your turn yet? ”

Chu Zihe nodded his fingers, and was so shocked that he almost jumped three feet high.

Originally, he thought that although he had unsealed the playboy, he didn't care about himself at all, probably because he was not strong enough to enter the plot space of "The History of Martial Arts", but he didn't expect him to talk to himself.

There are strange things every year, and there are a lot of them today!

"Hehe, I've been able to speak since the lockdown was lifted, it's just that I don't want to say it to you, because you're not qualified enough!" Wang Lianhua shook the gilded white fan lightly, and said a sentence that almost blew Chu Zihe's lungs.

"It's so fucking contemptible!"

Chu Zihe just wanted to refute, but Wang Lianhua laughed lightly, and for a while, the jade face was merry, the evil charm was unparalleled, and the white fan shook gently, arousing the white mist to roll up.

"It's not that I look down on your strength, it's just that you're not ruthless enough, poisonous enough, despicable enough, shameless enough, cold-blooded demon enough, and your hands are too little bloody, too little! The seeds of darkness in you have not been induced, and although you do not have the same chains as we do, your heart is tightly bound by the shackles of morality. That's why I said you didn't qualify enough to enter my world! ”

Chu Zihe's eyes widened, looking at the demonic thousand-faced pity, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak, his fingers pointed at him, and he trembled!

"You, how do you know?"

"Because we all dwell in your heart!"

Chu Zihe wanted to ask again, but found that Wang Lianhua had already covered the gilded white fan, and continued to wander out of the spirit, which made Chu Zihe hate it so much, but there was no way to do it.

"Roar!"

On the left, Wuhua suddenly roared violently, deafeningly, and the plain clothes fluttered instantly, and his face was extremely hideous.

Chu Zihe walked in to find out what was going on and whether it would have an impact on the jade tablet fragment. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped into the place in front of him, he saw the scarlet eyes opened without flowers, and the blood-colored vortex appeared immediately, Chu Zihe only felt that his soul trembled, and he was instantly extracted, and went straight to the whirlpool, and the three-zhang jade tablet behind him turned into a white light, accompanied by it.

"Sister, can you wake up next time you are possessed, and let me prepare too, okay? Surprise attacks every time! ”

It's a pity that at this time, only Chu Zihe's lonely body was left in the jade tablet space, standing beside the jade pillar without flowers, and the roar gradually became low, and finally it was inaudible.

"Go, the sea of blood will eventually have waves, and once or twice, the flower of darkness will sprout, and then you will be qualified, I really look forward to it." The poor playboy on the right smiled a thousand times, but his eyes became more and more gloomy.

This time, Chu Zihe was not unconscious, but his mind was groggy, like a sticky paste, and there was no brightness around him.

Dark, lonely, cold!

In a daze, Chu Zihe's soul slowly floated by, and suddenly the fragment of the jade tablet that was protected in his mind suddenly lit up, and a whirlwind blew, and Chu Zihe's consciousness finally fell silent.

“…… Relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is empty, the emptiness is the color......"

The Zen sound lingering in his ears was ethereal and quiet, and gradually Chu Zihe had a trace of clarity, but he felt that his soul was swaying endlessly on a vast and turbulent sea, like a rootless duckweed.

And he didn't sense the ** full sense of substance when he was possessed four times before!

What the hell is going on?

Chu Zihe, who endured the impact of the sea water in his mind, slowly opened his eyes and was stunned when he looked at the scene in front of him!

It's a black prison!

Countless stout black wooden sticks were erected side by side, each more than an inch apart, and the outside was empty, and there was no human population at all.

Could it be that there is something wrong with the possession this time? Chu Zihe was very anxious, by the way, I faintly heard a Zen sound, where is it?

Chu Zihe tried to relax his mood, turned his head, and finally saw a man in white with his back to him in the corner of the wall ten zhang away!

The Buddha's voice was intermittent and weak.

Who is he?

Chu Zihe was curious, and ran directly to him with a light float, and was shocked at first glance.

He is a wonderful monk without flowers!

I saw Wuhua clasping his hands together, a picture of compassion and compassion, but the black and white qi on his face rolled from time to time, and the seven orifices bled nonstop.

"Donor, you're finally here, save me......"

Seeing that the black qi gradually spread downward from Wuhua's face, as if poisoned, Chu Zihe was so anxious that he couldn't wait to shake his body.

"Save you, how to save it? Wuhua, what the hell is going on? ”

It was only when his fingers were on his shoulders that the mutation suddenly rose.

"Truly, you're late, you're fooled!"

A series of cruel words instantly spit out from Wuhua's mouth, and Chu Zihe's soul was suddenly shocked.

I saw Wuhua stand up, the originally white monk's robe turned black in an instant, but his face turned from black to white, blood flowed backwards, and his expression was still extremely hideous, like an evil god, walking towards Chu Zihe step by step, and finally overlapping with him.

Chu Zihe's soul that had resisted the invasion of the tide was torn apart in an instant, and it was extremely painful. The endless sea water gushed out around him, and it was extremely scarlet, and Chu Zihe had countless questions to ask before he fell unconscious.

Why should Wuhua hurt me? Will my soul pass away? Why is that?

It's a pity that no one can give Chu Zihe an accurate answer now.

In the black prison, Wuhua took one step after the fusion, and his whole body instantly turned from black to red, and the blood was dazzling.

"Let me kill and drink blood!"

The corner of Wuhua's mouth sneered, and he stepped through the dark cage with one foot, like a hideous beast, and opened his blood-colored fangs.

***

In the darkness, the light of the jade tablet fragment sounded, and the blood and water in the soul ocean were instantly excluded from a foot, Chu Zihe's mind was extremely confused, but there was a few traces of clarity left.

At this time, he raised his eyes and looked around, but he was horrified, he was still possessed by the body of the wonderful monk Wuhua, but the body was not under his control, and Wuhua still retained his consciousness.

And he himself seems to be just a passerby, as if watching a movie, everything in front of him is so weird, and the surrounding environment is even more so.

He seems to be a thief who sneaks into the depths of Wuhua's soul, and Wuhua doesn't know about him at all!

On one side of the blue sea, the white clouds are frivolous, the seagulls are flying, the sun is spreading downward, a light boat is flowing with the wind, and the flowerless fingers are not stopping.

"The show is finally about to begin, and I need to talk to my brother about it."

In the confusion of Chu Zihe, the flowerless body is like a flying crane, treading the waves.

***

After noon, the sun began to deflect, and a large ship came in the east.

Chu Zihe only felt that Wuhua had been smeared on his face for a long time, and finally took a picture of the sea water under his body, but found that Wuhua had changed his appearance.

Transfiguration!

Fuso ninjutsu!

Chu Zihe was surprised, but he was not surprised, the ninjutsu of Wuhua must have been obtained from the secret book left by his ambitious Fusang father, Tianfeng Shishilang.

It's just that now he went to his younger brother Nangong Ling to do something?

Like an eagle spreading its wings, Wuhua performed its best effort, and flew directly onto the side of the ship in a dark corner that no one could see, and the light car was familiar with the patrol officers and entered the deepest private room.

At this time, in the quiet living room, a young man in black is making tea elegantly with his body sideways, his movements are flowing smoothly, the tea leaves in the porcelain cup are stretched out, the fragrance of tea is wafting, and the mist that rises reflects a pair of beautiful faces, like a dream.

"Brother, I'm coming to see you!" Flowerless whispering.

The black-clothed young man turned his head, and Chu Zihe in Wuhua's body was shocked, it turned out to be him, the man in black who took his life when he was possessed for the first time, Shi Guanyin called him "Ling'er".

It turned out that he turned out to be Wuhua's younger brother - Nangong Ling, the new leader of the Beggar Gang.

"Brother, it's finally time to start hunting, but Chu Liuxiang is downstream at this time, do we need to avoid him?" The sword eyebrows and starry eyes of Nangong Ling's eyes spread lightly, looking at the flowerless!

"No, it's just to hide people's eyes, get ready, the blood is about to bloom into a bright flower, I'm looking forward to it."

Wuhua said lightly, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, directly on Chu Zihe!

The sea, the boat, the beggars, Chu Zihe instantly understood, and everything pushed the plot on the right track.