Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Truth

The pain on his body will only make Shura stronger, but the damage to his heart can make the undefeated Shura die. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info looked at the Nai He Bridge in front of him, where Shura stood quietly like this.

I don't know how long it has been, and Shura has already turned into a statue. The demons that roam the hell have long forgotten where the towering stone pillars in front of the bridge came from and how long they have existed.

The peaceful Meng Po looked at it quietly with doubts in her eyes, this is the world of death, here is the abyss of the deceased, and this is hell. But the statue that stood was as dazzling and strange as the light of hell that did not exist and should not exist.

But it's just a Meng Po on the bridge, what words and what words Shura Road.

"Bad uncle."

"Bad uncle."

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The statue of Shura didn't know how long it had been, he didn't know where he was, and he didn't know who he was, but the voice in his heart was like an existence that he couldn't give up his memories that he couldn't give up, so he recalled it in the depths of Shura's mind.

"I am... Who, I am... Bad Uncle ...... "Suddenly woke up from his slumber, Shura knew and remembered who he was and what he should do. Glancing at the wounds on his body that had already solidified, Qi Yu knew that it was time for him to go.

"Benefactor, it's great that you're awake." The mouse supported Qin Feng and looked at Qiyu who was about to leave in the distance, and said happily. The benefactor finally came to life, and the big stone in his heart slowly fell.

looked at Qi Yu's resolute and expressionless face, as if he was not thinking and laughing. The mouse doesn't know what happened to make the originally optimistic and dashing young man become the existence he is now.

"Eve...... Men in Black...... Girls. He turned his head and quietly glanced at the two of them, and said without a trace of vitality on their faces, and looked at the two of them quietly. Although he knew that there was little hope, Qi Yu still chose to forget about these, and now he would not let go of even the slightest possibility.

"The eve of... Men in Black!! The mouse said loudly, how could he forget that the whole seven lives disappeared before his eyes. If I hadn't been drunk and went to the toilet. Maybe he has also encountered a black hand, looking at Qi Yu who was obviously trembling in front of him, how could the mouse not expect that his benefactor was actually killed by the group of black-clothed people the night before, just like himself.

Breaking away from Qi Yu's hands like iron tongs, the mouse rubbed his purple arms and told his benefactor who was full of hope and longing what he knew. and informed the benefactor of how to find out the whereabouts of one of the negroes.

Looking at the distant figure of the benefactor, the mouse felt a sadness in his heart. The benefactor is in trouble but he can't save himself, which may be the most helpless thing in the world.

Qi Yu never thought that two days had passed, and he would be able to learn Xiao Yuanyuan's whereabouts in this vast sea of people. Maybe it's really a drink and a peck, it's all fate.

If he hadn't thrown out that elixir, maybe he would have disappeared into the thick snow of the Snow Forest, and he wouldn't have known Xiao Yuanyuan's whereabouts.

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"Don't come, don't come, help." Look at the horror in front of you. Bing Wu pleaded and hurriedly crawled out of the house, because this is hell, a real hell.

As an evil ghost in hell, Bing Wu thought that he had long forgotten what hell was and that he had long forgotten his fears. But the Shura in front of him let him know what the real hell is like. Fear does not go away, it only lies in the heart, and when it erupts, it is the arrival of death.

Death is sometimes a luxury, Bing Wu wails in pain, while telling the cause of the incident and everything he knows, and now he only wants to die. But death is a luxury, and Bing Wu doesn't know what kind of anger can make Shura in front of him treat him like this.

In this way, with the mentality of death, Bing Wu slowly greeted death. When he was really going to die, Bing Wu smiled happily, because he was finally going to die, and at the same time, none of those few could escape, they had to accompany him, thinking of this, Bing Wu left this hell with a smile.

"Ice... Wind..."Like the roar of a demon in the abyss, Qi Yu roared angrily: "I can't escape any of them, let me go to hell." ”

"Don't be afraid, Xiao Yuanyuan, the bad uncle will pick you up now, take you home, and wait for me."

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"What the hell is going on?" Looking at the empty courtyard in front of him, Xue Ming Palace roared angrily, he couldn't understand how Xue Nianhan got out of his frozen cage. Thinking back to the words of the city lord yesterday, there was a wave of fear in my heart. In such a situation, his precious granddaughter disappeared. roared angrily and said loudly to Xueyun Song, who was also terrified: "Don't go find it quickly, go quickly." As he spoke, he turned into a shower of snowflakes and disappeared into the empty courtyard.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xue Yunsong's heart didn't know what to say. In the past few days, hell has become a real hell, the sea beast is going to attack the city, and his daughter has disappeared at this critical juncture.

patted his head fiercely, and Xue Yunsong turned into a snowflake and disappeared into the world like his father, looking for the whereabouts of his daughter, after all, he was a precious daughter.

"Miss, let's go there now." Looking at Xue Nianhan with blood dripping from her arm in front of her, Xue Lan didn't know what kind of belief could make the young lady make such a self-harm move to get out of the frozen cage.

Although she didn't want the young lady to come out, Xue Lan didn't want to see such an injured Xue Nianhan appear alone in this cold snow city that became uneasy and unrecognizable.

I saw that the originally bustling streets had become clear, and in the end, it was all people who were packing their bags and preparing to flee for their lives.

Loud cursing mixed with the cries of women and children in pain. The peaceful and quiet town suddenly became strange and terrifying.

Tall, hideous-looking men roamed the streets, as if to devour the poor and pathetic crowd.

Limb forward, Xue Nianhan didn't know where he was going, and he didn't know what he could do, everything in front of him was so strange, and the shouts behind him were so harsh.

But for some reason, it seems that there is a thought and a voice in his heart that guides him, guiding his weak self forward, forward, forward.

"Did you find it?"

"Did you find it?"

"Waste, waste, it's all a bunch of waste." Standing in the chaotic and unbearable street, Xueming Palace didn't dare to imagine the scene of his granddaughter, how could such a weak and unreasonable person survive in such a chaotic situation.

Thinking about the terrible things that might happen, Xueminggong's heart was filled with fear, and with a slap of his palm, a demon who tried to violate innocent women was killed, and Xueminggong disappeared into the chaotic streets.