At this moment, Zhao Jiuchen had long forgotten what the test was, and he didn't care about life and death, he just wanted to hold Han Weixi tightly in his arms and never let go.

He was scared, really scared, he couldn't save her past life even if he tried his best, and he couldn't let her suffer a little more in this life.

In his mind, that's all he has.

Han Weixi, who was lying on the ground, reached out to cover her chest that was bleeding out, and the blood stained her white dress red.

Her expression was pained, but her eyes were cold and numb.

It's like a controlled robot, with no emotion in its head, just listening to the repeated commands.

Seduce him ...

Kill him!

The ghost-like roar made her tremble, and the violent stimulation brought a little wave in her unresponsive heart.

Suddenly, she felt her body being carefully lifted up, just as she had done with her most beloved objects, and she was reluctant to touch it, for fear that she would accidentally break it.

It's just that she seems to have never been treated like this, not once.

The warm embrace in front of her wrapped her and warmed her cold body.

The temperature stimulated her brain, and suddenly she seemed to be conscious.

Two words popped into her mind.

Tang Wei.

Like, it's her name.

It seems to be someone else's name again, appearing in her memory.

This embrace is really warm, warm she wants to fall asleep, and she doesn't want to wake up again.

If this is a dream, let her fall completely.

Zhao Jiuchen hugged Han Weixi, who he thought he thought he had, and kept rubbing her hands, because it was too cold.

But the strange thing is that no matter how he moves, even if he applies mana, his skin is still as cold as ice, and he can't warm it to the end.

After holding him for a long time, the cold even began to invade his clothes, making him shiver.

The blood of "Han Weixi" gradually dyed Zhao Jiuchen's Hades suit, but he didn't care at all, and even looked at his expression and felt that he was wearing a rag.

He rolled up his sleeves and wiped the blood off "Han Weixi's" face little by little, looking at her silent, Zhao Jiuchen thought that she had no strength.

So he fell a gentle kiss.

When his hot lips touched Han Weixi's forehead, Han Weixi suddenly trembled as if some magic had been applied.

The hand that had originally fallen to the ground was also raised, and on the long blue and white fingers, there were blood-colored cracks.

Like a rag doll that is about to collapse, it only takes one fatal point to disintegrate it all.

The spy of the prison heart was overjoyed to see the woman raise her hand, and even the demagogic voice became excited.

"Quick! Kill him! You'll be liberated! ”

Zhao Jiuchen only probed the wound of "Han Weixi" attentively, and did not notice the slowly raised hand at all.

I saw that the long sharp nails opened and closed, and there was an extra black blade in his hand.

The rules of heaven and earth depend on people, and the purpose is only for the souls of those who can't pass through, usually the souls with extremely high desires, even if someone breaks out, they won't lose anything.

However, for thousands of years, no one has been able to win this hellish test, except for the Jizo King Bodhisattva.

Neither human gods nor ghosts can get rid of their desires.

To be precise, the King of the Earth Bodhisattva should not have been able to pass the test, although he has no desires in other aspects, but he wants hell not to be empty and vow not to become a Buddha, which is also a great wish.

The three hells all come from the bottom of the hearts of all living beings, and they are distracting thoughts that cannot be erased by themselves.

So the difficulty of this test is that it is to fight with yourself.

And the black dagger in the hand of "Han Weixi" is not an ordinary dagger, it is made of Xuanshi, refined from thousands of unjust souls, and the resentment is very great, even if the King of Jizo Bodhisattva comes, he may not be able to withstand the invasion of that evil thought.

And Zhao Jiuchen will definitely die.

This is all the thoughts of the prison heart, and naturally it was also passed on to "Han Weixi", she just wanted to start at the beginning, and she heard that.

The movement slowed down imperceptibly.

Deep down she told her that she didn't want to kill him ...

But if she doesn't kill him and complete liberation, then she will never be Tang Wei, and she will stay here for the rest of her life and play the role of someone else.

No!

It's a terrible thing, it's going to change its face, it's going to transform its memory, it's going to clear its consciousness ...

"Han Weixi" immediately strengthened her determination, she clenched the sharp dagger, raised it high, and was about to stab Zhao Jiuchen in the back.

But a gentle word made her heart ache.

"Weixi, my stupid Weixi, why are you here, who made you like this? Unafraid... Don't be afraid. Twilight is here to pick you up. ”

Zhao Jiuchen wrapped "Han Weixi" in his clothes, kept muttering to himself, and put the cold hand that was sticking to the ground into his arms.

Although the cold attacked him, his heart was very warm, as if a crack had opened in his heart, and it was filled by the person in front of him.

"Twilight."

"Han Weixi" spoke softly, and his voice was not as weak as it seemed.

She suddenly wrapped her hands around Zhao Jiuchen's waist and buried her head deep in his arms, smelling the familiar and unfamiliar smell on his body.

The sharp blade that had just been raised had disappeared at some point.

"Even if my soul is gone, I will be with you."

"Han Weixi" excitedly expressed his thoughts, Zhao Jiuchen was overjoyed, and the two hugged each other tighter and tighter.

"Weixi, let's get out of here quickly."

Zhao Jiuchen suddenly realized that he was still in the test, and he was afraid that it would be dangerous to stay any longer.

But when he picked up "Han Weixi", he didn't notice the panic and confusion that crossed her eyes.

"Stop!"

Just when Zhao Jiuchen was holding "Han Weixi" and wanted to go out, the group of ghosts who were originally respectful suddenly stopped on the road.

They have changed greatly, and they are still polite, but now they are showing off their might, and even their chins are raised, for fear that others will not know.

Zhao Jiuchen naturally didn't take them seriously, just a few ghosts, he stretched out his little finger and got it done.

It's just that now he is holding Weixi in his arms, which is a little inconvenient.

You can't put her on the ground, what if she gets stepped on?

"Han Weixi" naturally doesn't have so many ideas, but he just feels that it is not very troublesome in front of him, and the real trouble is still to come.

Those ghosts saw that Zhao Jiuchen's expression was wrong, and immediately confessed.

"Emperor of Heaven, Lord Emperor of Heaven, we are just acting on orders and passing on a word, but you must not worry about us, you should just let out a fart, there is no sound, you can't see us."

"Spread the word."

Zhao Jiuchen asked, is there someone behind them?

"The people behind us say, if you want to take this girl away, you must decide to become the king of Hades and rule the entire netherworld."

"Can I still go?"

When he is not the king of Hades, Zhao Jiuchen doesn't care, he just wants to leave quickly, take Weixi with him, and go as far as possible.

"That's naturally impossible, aren't you joking, since you become the king of Hades, you must stay here forever, and be a couple with your little daughter-in-law, how happy!"

The ghost's mouth kept opening and closing, and the flattering voice sounded unlistened, it was a pity not to be a eunuch to serve people, and it was definitely the most favored one.

Zhao Jiuchen didn't know what they were planning, but where in the world was there such a good thing, he could be the king of Hades and save Weixi.

I'm afraid there is fraud.

So he looked at "Han Weixi", who had been silent in his arms, and wanted to see what she thought.

"Weixi, do you think they are reliable?"

"Han Weixi" suddenly raised her head, met the gentle watery eyes, and suddenly panicked, but soon she regained her composure.

Zhao Jiuchen looked at the fear at that moment, his eyes were much deeper, and an unknown smile rose on his lips.

"No, don't listen to their nonsense... "Han Weixi" was just about to debunk their conspiracy, when she was suddenly attacked by severe pain in her mind, making her speechless in pain.

Zhao Jiuchen hurriedly stretched out his hand to press her sore place, and asked gently, "What's wrong Weixi, is it uncomfortable here?" ”

"Han Weixi" felt the strength, and it seemed that the whole person was relaxed.

The spirit is very good, but "Han Weixi" no longer dares to demolish them, it seems that she can only think of other ways.

So she quietly took Zhao Jiuchen's hand and swiped something on his white palm.

Zhao Jiuchen looked at the words that were composed one by one, and suddenly realized.

So he stood up and shouted to the ghosts, "Good! I promise to be the king of Hades, but you have to cure Weixi first! ”

When those ghosts saw that he agreed, they didn't care what they asked for or not, and they hurriedly cast spells collectively to heal all the injuries on "Han Weixi".

"Han Weixi" watched the wounds that didn't exist disappear along with the confinement, and suddenly laughed.

"Hahaha, a bunch of fools, do you really think we're going to stay here?"

As soon as she said this, the ghosts who were in a hurry to celebrate instantly fell silent.

His face changed instantly, his eyes were hideous and terrifying, and his body suddenly increased from a small point to the appearance of a powerful ghost.

They roared and roared, and the whole netherworld began to tremble, but the bridge began to turn into large pieces of stone, and the earth fell down with a clatter.

"Let's go!"

A hint of pride flashed in the eyes of "Han Weixi", and he couldn't wait to pull Zhao Jiuchen's hand, but he was suddenly thrown away when he first touched it.

Half of "Han Weixi's" body was thrown in the other direction, his face was full of cruelty, and he turned around again, turning into incomprehension and grievance.

"Twilight, don't you want to take me away?"

Zhao Jiuchen looked at the very similar "Han Weixi", and his heart suddenly sank, but he still tried his best to hold back and told himself not to be tempted.