Lin Lu looked indifferently at Lin Hui, who was split in half by himself, as if he was looking at a dead man.

This seems to be a sick sentence, but Lin Hui was split in half but did not die, and still maintained a certain vitality.

He connected his life to the Nine Spirit Puppet, and only he had the authority to open the Nine Spirit Puppet.

If you kill him directly, then this Nine Spirit puppet will also become scrap metal.

"There is time for the activity of the Divine Blood Spirit, maybe you will have a way in the future, but as long as you can't open this Nine Spirit Puppet now, he will become a real dead thing and will never be able to fuse again, hahahahahahahaha," Lin Hui laughed arrogantly, in his opinion, even if Su Xiao and the others got the help of the Nine Spirits, they would not be able to open this treasure called the Nine Spirits.

"Where did you get the blueprints for making this Nine Spirit Puppet?" Lin Lu said coldly, not seeming to care about Lin Hui's life or death.

Lin Hui was slightly stunned, as if he remembered something, and then his pupils shrank, and he looked at Linlu with consternation: "It's you, no, it's impossible!" ”

"The Temple, to be exact, the ghost of the man who collaborated with you." Lin Lu seemed to know Lin Hui's work very well, and said lightly who he was working with.

"It turns out that you planned all this." Lin Hui sat slumped on the ground, smiling weakly.

Lin Lu looked at Lin Hui lightly and said softly: "The original plan was for one of you and Qinghe to become the Nine Spirits, and both of you have the dark mark left by the gods in your bodies, so even if you become the Nine Spirits, you are under the control of the Divine Temple." ”

"It's just that now it seems that Qinghe can only be chosen." Lin Lu glanced at Su Xiao, and then aimed the tip of the gun at Lin Hui.

"Why, just because of this person? Why! Lin Hui couldn't believe it, and asked angrily.

And Linlu's answer is also very simple: "Because he is more important than you, he is also more important than a nine spirit." ”

Lin Hui looked at Su Xiao with a dead face, as if he was unwilling to accept this fact.

But Linlu, who is the Nine Spirits, said so, then it must be true,

Looking at Lin Hui, who refused to believe it, Su Xiao shook his head and said in a low voice: "It's more important than Jiu Ling, and it's not necessarily a good thing." ”

And Lin Hui, who was on the verge of death, suddenly lit up his eyes and showed a smug smile.

Linlu shook his head and stabbed out.

After a horrific shot that was enough to destroy a block, Lin Hui disappeared from everyone's view.

It was as if he had never existed, leaving nothing behind.

People only want to hear what they see, or rather, to see the atrocities that the mind that has been led to desire it.

It has nothing to do with right or wrong, it has nothing to do with justice, people are firm and stubborn in their belief in the righteousness of what they do.

The blood was sprinkled, and the blood flowed three feet.

But it doesn't make sense.

From beginning to end, they didn't know what they were guarding or what they were fighting for.

It's just a game.

Even, in the eyes of those behind the scenes, they are not worth exciting.

Only when you stand on the chessboard of the gods is the real game.

Su Xiao had already stood on the chessboard, but he had no hope of turning the table.

However, Qing He moved at this time, she quickly rushed to the puppet's side, and then entered the puppet and merged with the puppet.

Linlu frowned slightly, and looked at the puppet with some puzzlement.

Unlike Lin Yao, Qing He successfully merged with the puppet, and Lin Hui actually gave Qing He permission to enter before he died!

Looking at the Nine Spirit puppet that was swaying slightly, Su Xiao's face changed, and he seemed to remember something.

And Qinghe couldn't wait to launch an attack on Linlu.

The tyrannical power of the Yuan Spirit seems to destroy everything, but Qing He has no time to think so much, this is her only chance in this life, the people she cares about are almost dead, and her own life is running out, she just wants to use up the last remnants of her life before trying to take revenge that she didn't dare to try before.

Linlu stabbed out with a cold shot, although he didn't touch the Nine Spirit Puppet, but Qinghe bounced out of it, and seemed to be separated by Linlu's shot.

Qinghe spit out a mouthful of black blood, and the whole person instantly aged a lot.

"For, for ......" Qinghe finally couldn't say why, but Linlu understood what she meant, and replied lightly:

"I said that you and Lin Hui are existences contaminated by divine blood, and there is a backdoor in the body, and at the end of a strong crossbow like yours, even if you forcibly fuse the Nine Spirit Puppet, you won't be able to exert its due strength......"

"That's enough, don't say it." Su Xiao hugged Qing He, who was not staring, and his face was heavy.

He still has a lot to say to Qinghe, but unfortunately it's too late.

The people who died here, because of the dust of Hermo and the curse of the undead, I am afraid that there will not even be the undead.

but completely annihilated into dust, Yu Han is so, and Qinghe is estimated to be the same.

Death is such a cruel and unreasonable thing that it does not give you a chance to prepare or start over, but takes away all your possibilities when you think everything can go on.

For a long time, perhaps because of the traverser, Su Xiao didn't have a real sense of death, he had died many times and killed many people.

It wasn't until this moment that he deeply felt what loneliness was.

Jiu Jiu Linlu regained the identity of Jiu Ling, and it was only a matter of time before he left him.

The rest of the people are all dead.

Su Xiao sobbed a few times, but there were no tears.

Crying also has a target, and it is too humble to secretly sobble when no one is around.

If there is no one to look forward to and communicate with emotions, then what is the purpose of everything in the future?

Su Xiao suddenly sadly discovered that he had no future.

There are many kinds of death.

One is unconscious brain death and the other is physical death.

It is often said that there is a third one, and that is to see when you are forgotten.

No one remembers your past, no one cares about anything about you, no one is aware of your existence, and no one cares about your joys and sorrows.

He thought he would walk towards his own tombstone in a burst of laughter, but he didn't expect that he would be the last.

Lonely more than death is that the people you care about are gone.

They touch death before you, it's not right or wrong, it's just death.

Su Xiao sat on the ground weakly, quietly looking at the sky.

The seventh Nine Spirit Star in the sky was shining brighter and brighter, but the seventh Nine Spirit had not yet appeared.

Linlu frowned slightly, looking at the dead Qinghe a little puzzled.

Since there is no doubt that those who are already dead cannot die anymore, let alone Lin Hui.

But who is the seventh Nine Spirits who is about to appear?

Su Xiao raised his head suddenly, turned to look at the figure running at great speed.

Shi Wen opened his heavy box at this moment, threw the contents of the mezzanine inside towards the Nine Spirit Puppet, and then ran towards the Nine Spirit Puppet at great speed.

Lin Lu and Su Xiao clearly saw what Shi Wen threw out.

It's a mechanical placenta.