There was actually a grudge and hatred between Bai Wuren and Bai Wuzi Chrysalis.

Before Bai Wuren took the Eternal Sacrifice Society to officially fall out with the White Mist family and start fighting, he had already climbed the young and beautiful White Mist Chrysalis at that time.

The purpose is actually quite simple.

The White Mist Chrysalis is the aunt of the White Mist Divine Son, and getting close to her is equivalent to narrowing the distance with the White Mist Divine Son.

At that time, the White Mist Chrysalis didn't know this, plus Bai Mist Ren was the deputy head of the White Mist family, and the White Mist Shenzi's family was also a good match, so he didn't say much.

But at that time, the White Mist Divine Son had become the Divine Son of the White Mist family, and he was naturally very cold to people other than his family.

So Bai Wuren came up with an idea.

When he officially broke up with the White Mist family and fought each other, he used the White Mist Chrysalis to trust him, which forced the White Mist Divine Son, who had already fled with the White Mist Deep Snow, to turn back after getting the news.

When the White Mist Divine Son escaped from the White Mist family, he was killed many times because he wanted to rescue the White Mist Chrysalis, and he lost many memories because of it.

In fact, it can be seen here that the White Mist Divine Son before the amnesia is very far-sighted.

She had almost expected the unrest to happen, and she had prepared for it in advance.

It's just that the White Mist Divine Son didn't expect that he would be pulled back by his aunt in the end.

As a result, the White Mist Chrysalis was directly brutally killed by the White Mist Ren, and even died dozens of times with the White Mist Divine Son, and all his memories were lost.

If it weren't for the return of the white mist deep snow that he was really worried about, and took away the white mist gods, maybe he would have been taken by the white mist ren.

"Actually, the participants in the turmoil of the White Mist family also have chrysalis... So I'll leave it to the chrysalis for the time being. It's a matter between her and Hakumi-ren..."

White Fog Deep Snow sighed deeply, watching her former sister White Fog Chrysalis become like this, she didn't know what to say.

The mood is mixed.

No matter how gentle she is, she can't forgive the white mist chrysalis for causing her daughter to lose all her memories.

Similarly, the white fog chrysalis in front of her is her blood relative, and it is also herself who watched the white fog chrysalis embark on the detour of cooperating with Bai Wuren and being killed in the end, and she, as her sister, failed to pull her on the right path.

This is also a disqualification in a sense.

That's why White Mist Shenxue called herself the White Mist Chrysalis in front of the amnesiac White Mist Shenzi - she was interested in this sister... I can't rest assured.

Resentment and guilt, both.

"Really?"

Xicheng Shishi, who listened to the story next to him, couldn't help but shake his head.

After listening to it, he only felt that his teeth were sore.

This is indeed a bloody plot.

The white mist chrysalis who was used to take advantage of his feelings participated in the turmoil, and was finally killed by the white mist ren... It's no wonder that when it comes to the Eternal Sacrifice Society, the white mist chrysalis that turns into a living corpse is so resentful.

But the former things are the same.

Xicheng-style white fog chrysalis walked towards the white fog kernel step by step, and his eyes flashed with bright colors.

As the white mist chrysalis said, its body is already rotting.

It takes every step forward.

There were stinking and disgusting crumbs of flesh sliding down her face.

The young and beautiful faces seen in the photograph are gone, replaced by hideous and distorted grimaces.

"Benevolence !!"

The resentful sound came from the place where the white mist chrysalis was no longer the shape of a mouth, and at the same time, it rushed directly towards the white mist kernel.

Seeing the white mist chrysalis rushing over desperately, Bai Wuren naturally would not sit still.

In fact, he was not the one who would have remembered the old love.

Bai Wuren glanced at the white mist chrysalis rushing in front of him, and then looked back at Xicheng style.

Neither the West Side nor the White Fog and Deep Snow seem to be planning to make a move.

They just stood by.

There doesn't seem to be any intention of helping.

Then here's your chance!

As long as the white mist chrysalis that has been transformed into a skeleton is eliminated... There is still a chance to escape.

Bai Wuren clenched his fists tightly, and the deteriorated version of the mist condensed.

And then!

Boom!!!

Without hesitation, he smashed the punch into the white mist chrysalis's already rotting and stinky abdomen.

Poof—

Pieces of meat flying!

The dark and smelly plasma also exploded!

Everything went smoothly as Bai Wuren expected.

The white mist chrysalis's entire body trembled, and all the remaining strength was taken away by this punch.

Although the erosion of immortal power can revive the dead, the already decaying flesh cannot be repaired.

After all, not everyone is a White Mist Divine Son who can withstand the erosion of the immortal White Mist.

The rancid body of the white mist chrysalis could no longer support it, and fell directly to the ground heavily.

The next moment!

Without hesitation, Bai Wuren burst out all his remaining strength and rushed out!

Escape!

Come on!

He only had those two words in his head.

As long as you run away, you still have a chance to turn around! If you die here, there is no point.

He glanced back at the West Side as he rushed out.

Nishijo was standing there at this point, his eyes staring straight at him.

But it seems that his movements were too sudden, and even Xicheng didn't follow directly at the first time.

That's great!

Bai Wuren was overjoyed.

This way, there is no problem at all to escape!

Sure enough, Xicheng is still a young man! It's completely different from people like themselves who hide two or three back hands in everything.

He simply didn't know how to deal with the situation!

Just run away on your own... Next time, I will already kill all the white fog and deep snow and this Xicheng style!

Bai Wuren's heart trembled violently with the joy of being about to escape, and he forcibly suppressed the pain in his abdomen and waist, pouring all his strength into his legs—

Bang!!!

A crisp voice came from behind.

The next moment, Bai Wuren only felt a pain in his back, and the slight impact made him lose his center of gravity in the next moment of running at high speed, and his body stumbled forward, and after a few rolls, he fell to the ground heavily.

The severe pain causes the brain to buzz.

Bai Wuren coughed up blood clots in large gulps, and his hands and feet were completely broken.

In this case, he reluctantly turned his head to look at the West Side style.

Then, a look of despair appeared on his face: "Hands, pistols? ”

Yes, in Xicheng-style's hand, Bai Wuren clearly saw a swarthy pistol in Xicheng-style's hand.

It's obviously a person with special abilities... Obsessed with such a thing as a pistol?!

Bai Wuren grew his mouth and was extremely unwilling.

He thought that the Xicheng style would be able to catch up with him, and he also thought that the Xicheng style might have a trap or something like that...

But the only thing Bai Wuren didn't expect was that the Xicheng style of the Guangji Archmage would carry a pistol.

That's why he used all the soul thoughts on his body to defend himself to speed up, which can be said to be a ruin.

It was precisely because of this that the pistol was able to knock him to the ground.

The white fog and deep snow next to him didn't know what to say.

Originally, she was stunned for a moment when she saw Bai Wuren suddenly knock the white fog chrysalis to the ground, and then rushed out.

Just as she wanted to rush out and leave Hakumi-ren, Xicheng took out the pistol from her hand... Watching this scene, she was even more dumbfounded.

Who would have thought that a person who should be considered a soul slayer.

Not relying on spirit tools, nor relying on soul thoughts, but relying on modern firearms to solve the problem of Bai Wuren?

"It's always good to have a superfluous means." Xicheng explained, raising his hand to re-pull the safety of the pistol.

Except for spirit masters, these people often have a psychological blind spot, and most of them only use special abilities.

But Xicheng style is different, he has always been a pragmatic person, not sticking to form, no matter what it is, as long as it can come in handy, he will bring it.

This pistol is something from the East Face Group.

It's the ruffian hooligan violent group that once abducted Rina Asakawa and was finally destroyed directly by the Nishijo-style.

Nishijo found the gun from their leader.

He deliberately left this gun in order to deal with all kinds of situations that might happen.

Looking at Bai Wuren's body with broken limbs falling to the ground, Xicheng shook his head.

This White Mist Ren is really unlucky.

Before he could fight himself, he was stabbed by the white mist and deep snow.

Then, when he wanted to escape, he was stabbed by a white mist chrysalis hiding in the shadows.

When he was about to run away, he was shot by himself.

Before the ability of the Nine Imperial Spells could be revealed, they were directly knocked down.

But it's reasonable to think about it.

After all, Bai Wuren's physical strength has been weakened, while Xicheng style is waiting for work.

This is to be expected.

Xicheng stepped forward, and with some unease, he made up for Bai Wuren's severed hands and feet several times.

When his hands and feet were completely severed and his whole person was dying, Xicheng Shi turned his head to look at the white mist deep snow and white mist chrysalis on the other side.

They're over there... There should still be something to be worked out.

"Chrysalis." White Fog Deep Snow couldn't bear to look at the white mist chrysalis that fell to the ground, and then raised his head and closed his eyes.

She didn't know what to say anymore.

The mood is complicated, and a spicy bitterness lingers in the throat.

Scolding her? Scolding her? These... The white fog and deep snow can't open your mouth.

Because the white fog and deep snow can also be seen.

As disgusting yellow blood oozed from the white mist chrysalis's body, her own anger was rapidly fading.

It doesn't make sense to talk so much about a dying person.

"Sister, sister..." the white mist chrysalis barely raised her head, looking at the face of the white mist and deep snow in front of her, she squeezed out a smile.

It is said to be a smile, but in fact, it is just the rotten flesh on the face of the white mist chrysalis.

But Bai Fog and Deep Snow knew that his sister was laughing.

What's so funny?

I don't understand this white fog and deep snow.

She just looked at her sister and nodded, signaling that she was listening.

"I... I've always wanted to be to you... And the Son of God... Say sorry. ”

The white mist chrysalis's rotten 'hands' tried to prop up her body from the ground, but she failed several times, so she gave up.

"Really... I'm sorry. ”

Her voice was hoarse, like a radio that only emitted noise.

“... All right. Bai Wu Shenxue tilted his head and didn't look at his sister: "Don't say it." ”

Her voice was soft, like a gentle spring breeze.

"I'm going to say it." The white mist chrysalis shook his head firmly, and his hoarse and broken voice came out again: "If you don't say it again, you won't have a chance to say it..."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Anger is fading.

The body has no more strength.

"I... In fact... I still like Mr. Yangdou. Although I cooperated with Bai Wuren, it was actually my jealousy that was at fault. The white mist chrysalis raised its head and muttered unconsciously.

White Mist Yang Dou, this is the husband of White Mist Deep Snow, and it is also the name of the father of White Mist Shenzi.

But before White Fog Shenxue and White Fog Yang Dou got married, White Fog Chrysalis actually liked White Fog Yang Dou.

But no matter how hard she tried, in the end, Bai Mist Yang Dou didn't even look at her, and focused on Bai Mist Shenxue wholeheartedly.

It may be that this half-envious, half-jealous mood has affected the white fog chrysalis.

She chose Bai Wuren.

It's not because I like each other, but because the other party's ability is excellent.

And that's what it turned out to be.

"Sister... I actually envy you. I can have two wonderful daughters, Masako and Miko... And a husband like Mr. Yoto..."

The white mist chrysalis opened its mouth, wanting to reach out and grab the palm of the white mist deep snow.

But the carrion on his hands is already slipping off one after another... Without immortality, they will soon decay completely.

"Don't talk about it." White Mist Shenxue's face showed a particularly sad expression, she reached out and grabbed the palm of the White Mist Chrysalis, her voice trembled: "Really... Stop it. ”

"Sister... I wasn't surprised. The white mist chrysalis smiled and closed his eyes in pain.

My sister has always known that she likes White Mist Yangdou, but she has always tolerated herself... Accommodate yourself... He has adopted the greatest tolerance for his behavior of secretly competing with Bai Mist Yang Dou.

But it is precisely this that makes her feel the most painful and sad.

Because no matter how hard you try... Bai Wu Yang Dou finally married his sister.

"I've done a lot of wrong things... Can you forgive me...? Sister? ”

She asked softly.

"......" white fog and deep snow.

White Fog and Deep Snow did not speak.

"I'm fast... It's leaving. The white mist chrysalis smiled dryly: "Sister... Tell me. ”

Hearing this, White Mist Deep Snow Powder's lips moved, and finally gritted his teeth and said the answer:

“... I can't forgive you. ”

White Mist Deep Snow has a good personality and is the standard Yamato Nadeshiko character, but White Mist Chrysalis is the culprit who caused his daughter to lose her memory completely...

She can ignore the fact that the other party has secretly pursued her husband, but this is the only thing... Absolutely unforgivable.

"Is it?" the white mist chrysalis reluctantly rolled over, thanking like a dream, "but... Thank you. ”

"Even if you can't forgive me... Thank you very much. The matter of the Son of God... I'm really sorry. ”

The strength is gradually peeling off.

At this dying moment, a short film of his life flashed in front of the eyes of the white mist chrysalis.

The jumping and jumping marquee turned and flashed in front of it...

In the end, it was frozen in a picture.

The White Mist Miko sat with himself in the maple forest covered with red maples.

While holding the doughnuts she made in both hands and eating like a hamster, she turned her face sideways and asked with a quiet smile, "Auntie, how are the doughnuts made?" ’

'I like my aunt very much. So no matter what bad things my aunt did, I think I would have forgiven her in the end. ’

Now think about it, what did you do to the White Mist Divine Son...?

Watching her hands and feet cut off, watching her come back from the dead again and again, just to save herself, and then lose all her memories.

I'm sorry...

Son of God.

The white mist chrysalis slowly closed its eyes.

"I forgive my aunt!"

There was a voice in my ears.

On the occasion of the soul returning to heaven, the white mist chrysalis saw it.

With tears on her delicate face, she was quietly smiling at herself.

Word by word, she said unusually clearly:

"I forgive my aunt!"

"Ahh Ahh

The White Mist Chrysalis stretched out his hand to the White Mist Divine Son.

Black tears oozed from the sunken eye sockets, which had long since dried up.

That's it...

That's fine.

The white mist chrysalis smiled and gently waved his shriveled palm.

It's like beckoning.

It's like saying goodbye.