Chapter 100: The Widow Has a Palace Demon Concubine 14 [6 More]

Hua Rong stood above the clouds, thunder flashing around him, dark clouds floating.

At his feet, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

She looked at Di Bing who was running, raised her eyes and sighed, "That's the direction of the palace." ”

10001 seems to be emotional, too.

[Yes, he must want to see you.] 】

Hua Rong shook his head: "Neither I nor the original owner are the person he wants to see." ”

Hua Rong has never forgotten that the person Di Bing likes is Jiang Huarong, the daughter of Jiang Xiangguo.

is not the fox spirit general Hua Rong, let alone her, a visitor from outside the world.

Because it can be distinguished, there is no fluctuation in the heart.

Perhaps her only fluctuation was that she hadn't ripped out his heart before.

[But...... But the big guy, you broke the eight-tailed ...... for him]

Isn't it a script that endures pain for love?

Why does it look so wrong now?

Hua Rong sneered, looking up at the top of his head, which was finally no longer shrouded by dark power, and was in a happy mood.

"I just don't want to be entangled in that filthy thing."

The only remaining red tail appeared behind him, and the heavy rain could not fall on it, swaggering, and there was a kind of poignancy.

Hua Rong touched it: "I'm sorry." ”

[Ahhh What are you going to do?! 】

At the moment when 10001 screamed, Hua Rong had already neatly cut off his last tail.

The tail immediately became a beauty with the same body as Hua Rong, but it gave people a completely different feeling from Hua Rong.

The next moment, Di Bing, who was still running over there, disappeared in an instant.

The people around him didn't seem to notice anything wrong and continued to run.

"Go, it's my wish for him, a sweet dream."

With her mana, she is enough to weave a life for Di Bing.

Perhaps he will think that it is a crossing, a rebirth.

In short, in the dream she weaved, he would be at peace for the rest of his life!

The beauty in front of her smiled gently, and the next moment it turned into fluorescent light and disappeared into heaven and earth.

And in Hua Rong's hand, a red crystal fruit appeared.

"The heart of love." Hua Rong looked at the heart in front of him, which was not like a heart, and collected it in the Fang Realm.

Now that the thing is in hand, she should die too.

The tail is more or less a symbol of the depth of the fox's mana, and the fox without a tail is a waste fox.

Hua Rong used his last bit of strength to come to the top of a mountain not far from Huangqi Mountain.

Then sit cross-legged on it, with your eyes closed, waiting for your body to die.

[Big guy, cry if you hurt! ] It's painful enough to break one tail for hundreds of years, and you have nine together...... Big guy, you're a girl paper, you can cry. 】

Hua Rong had goosebumps at this time, which was ugly.

But 10001 didn't feel it, it just felt sorry for her.

It felt that it was becoming more hypocritical after swallowing 520.

It seems that evolution has gone too far.

It's almost forgotten that it was a failed system.

Hua Rong didn't open his eyes, and the feeling of his strength disappearing was very uncomfortable.

But the discomfort is because of the uneasiness of not being able to control life, not because of the pain.

"It doesn't hurt."

[Woo woo, deceit. Why are you so strong, woooooooooooo 】

Hua Rong: ......

10001 has grown in, and the big guy is no longer called.

Hua Rong really doesn't feel pain.

It's not that there is no pain, but it's bearable.

She always subconsciously felt that she had a time when it hurt more.

Because I have experienced the most pain, now this pain is not important.

This world is actually quite boring, and I only learned piano and chess.

Although she is proficient, she also feels that she has wasted a few years.

[No, no! You've got the Divine Thorn! 】

That's the thing that can kill the Lord God!

Hua Rong opened his eyes, and there was a streamer floating in them, not cloudy because of aging.

"You're here."

Perhaps because the war was over, the summer sky was calm again.

The afternoon sun was bright and hot, and the water droplets on the ground shimmered in the refraction of the sunlight.

A man in Tsing Yi stepped from the void step by step.

He stopped in the brightest light, tall and straight, his eyebrows and eyes coated with a layer of light.

Maybe it's because she's too old, or maybe the sun is too hot, and he's a little blurry in her eyes.

Extravagance is natural and unattainable.

The other party seemed to know her situation, step by step, and got a lot closer, the outline of her facial features became clearer and clearer, and she was as delicate and timeless as a painting.

His green clothes are smooth and unstained with dust.

A rigorous and calm black jade pendant is tied around the waist, which contrasts with the Tsing Yi, restrained and elegant, making people unable to take their eyes off it at all.

He walked step by step, not impatient at all, but had a kind of unhurried bearing, cold and detached.

He squatted in front of her, his cold eyebrows softening instantly.

With a wave of his hand, a bright white Neidan appeared on his bony hand.

"Rongrong, be good, it won't hurt if you eat it."

Hua Rong glanced at him, and then at the white inner pill in his hand.

"It's fascinating. Did you kill her? ”

Buckle shook his head, at that moment, there was an extreme innocence.

"No, she killed herself. She forcibly boosted her cultivation and broke out of your barrier. After finding Shang Wei's body, he killed himself. Before I die, let me hand over Nedan to you. ”

Hua Rong stretched out his hand and took the inner pill that was purer than the snake spirit, and did not speak for a long time.

"She and Shang Wei have another story."

Kou Yi nodded: "They should have the same contract spell mark in their bodies, and they will live and die together." ”

"Oh." Hua Rong figured out a lot, "Unless it's an immortal, it can't be solved by the same contract spell." ”

Kou Er wanted to say something, but Hua Rong had already crushed the inner pill in his hand.

"Rongrong!"

Kuo's eyes widened, and he reached out to grasp the fluorescence that had dissipated from Nedan.

Hua Rong grabbed his hand and shook his head: "Buckle, I can't live." ”

Buckle shook his head, his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"I'm not going to let you go."

Hua Rong looked at him and felt that the original owner had done evil.

Kou Er was raised by her too pure, with a cold appearance.

Hua Rong wanted to say something, but his eyes froze.

There was a black light in the distance, and the next moment, she only felt thousands of ants tearing through her body.

It doesn't hurt.

It's itchy!

"!"

Hua Rong, who has never sweared, exploded for the first time.

Consciousness detachment, before returning to the void.

She lowered her eyes and looked down, and what she saw was a broken mountain and river......

Seeing the dying dragon vein use his last strength, he swallowed a weasel spirit and came back to life......

I saw the former Western Shang Palace, which was still shrouded in a gloomy dragon aura......

She seemed to understand the pit that Emperor Bing had dug for Gongsun Ming.

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【Afterword】

In a university classroom.

The professor said in a somewhat complicated tone: "The great king who was the first to recognize the hidden dangers of the hereditary system is a little immoral. ”

Some students who worshiped the last king of Western merchants, Emperor Bing, King Yong'an, said angrily: "Where is King Yong'an immoral?!" Professor, don't talk nonsense. ”

The professor looked at the indignant student as if he had seen himself as he had been.

He didn't say much, and directly projected a piece of bamboo slip onto the curtain behind him.

The student obviously knew the Western Shang script, and said word by word: "If the hereditary inheritance is not abolished, the country will still perish." ”

As soon as the words fell, he fell silent.

This sentence is a radical method.

So the grandson of the Wu Dynasty, Gaozu, did not abolish the hereditary, and the Wu Dynasty died in eighty years?

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