"Run!"

No one thought that at the critical moment, Zhang Lun would stand in front of the spirit.

But when you think about it, it's a no-brainer.

Others may not know, but Deng Ya knows that the woman who died unexpectedly at that time was Zhang Lun's assistant.

It can be said that the spirit in front of you is the incarnation of the other party.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this that he was able to control the spirit, and even in a way that she didn't know, so that the two were closely linked, one was prosperous and the other was lost.

Although Na Ling has a little spiritual wisdom, it is only equivalent to a child of five or six years old, and her relationship with Zhang Lun makes her extremely dependent on her, so she will naturally not abandon the other party at this moment and leave alone.

"Want to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate? Then it will be done to you. Tang Jiuge said indifferently.

Deng Ya opened her mouth, as if she wanted to intercede for her, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Although the other party is pitiful, how can those who were killed not be pitied?

Even she almost died, so what qualifications did she have to intercede for her at this moment?

"No, don't kill her, as long as you let her go, whatever I am asked to do, I am willing." Zhang Lun saw that Tang Jiuge was about to make a move, and hurriedly shouted.

As if sensing Zhang Lun's anxiety, the spirit's expression became more and more fierce.

As early as the beginning of killing the first person, her ferocity has been stimulated, although she usually obeys Zhang Lun's words, but once she is stimulated, she will ignore it, even if it is Zhang Lun's order, she will no longer obey it.

"Angry? If you hadn't committed so many sins, maybe I would have spared you, but now, you don't have a chance. ”

Tang Jiuge said, and the Taoist nine-character mantra reappeared.

The spirit also suddenly became blue-faced and fanged, and there were streams of resentment wrapped around it, which were left by the people she had killed, and at a cursory glance, there were twenty or thirty strands.

"You're damned!"

Tang Jiu Ge's eyes were full of murderous power.

"The fighters are all in front!"

Every time she spit out a word, her fingers would point towards the other party, and when all the nine-character mantras were spit out, her face became pale, and her fingers trembled faintly, looking a little difficult.

And that spirit, when Tang Jiu Ge pointed out for the first time, it was as if it was frozen, standing in mid-air, motionless.

Then, every time Tang Jiuge pointed out a finger, her body trembled, and a painful look appeared on her face.

When Zhang Lun saw this scene, he wanted to step forward, but as soon as he walked to Ling's side, an invisible force stopped him from advancing.

"Don't, please, don't kill her, she's right, it's all my fault, kill me."

Zhang Lun had obviously realized something, he pouted, knelt down for Tang Jiuge, and kept praying.

But Tang Jiuge was unmoved, his eyes were firm.

"Die!"

Finally, when all the nine-character mantras were spit out, Tang Jiuge's right hand shook it from afar.

"No ......"

Zhang Lun roared hoarsely.

At this time, the spirit seemed to have a premonition of its own end, and it no longer struggled, and even its eyes returned to normal, revealing a trace of clarity.

She finally looked at Zhang Lun, there was love, reluctance, and relief.

"Poof!"

With a soft thud, her entire body completely collapsed, and this time, a golden flame burned, completely reducing her to ashes, unable to reunite at all.

It can be said that the spirit at this moment is truly wiped out.

Zhang Lun was directly paralyzed on the ground, his hair turned gray at a speed visible to the naked eye, and there were many wrinkles on his face, and he looked twenty or thirty years old all of a sudden.

Moreover, there was a thick dead silence emanating from his body.

"Why? Why won't you let her go? ”

Zhang Lun curled up on the ground, as if he was questioning Tang Jiuge, and as if he was muttering to himself.

"It's not me who won't let her go, it's you. And those who kill are always killed, and those who die before you, how have you spared them? Tang Jiu Ge snorted coldly.

The other party made it clear that he put himself on a moral high ground, and when he killed others, he was at ease, but when someone else wanted to kill him, he was unwilling, and he couldn't understand it, as if he had suffered a lot of wrongs.

What's more, if she Tang Jiuge killed a spirit, why did she have to explain it to others?

Even Zhang Lun, in her opinion, is already a dead person.

"He'll leave it to you."

Tang Jiuge took one last look at Deng Ya, who was stunned on the side, and then turned to leave.

"The people in the institute, Professor Huang, Professor He, and Xiao Sun, were all killed by you?"

After a long while, Deng Ya looked at Zhang Lun and asked.

"Yes." Zhang Lun slowly sat up and nodded.

"Why?" Deng Ya asked.

Just now, Zhang Lun was also asking why, and Tang Jiuge gave him the answer, that is, those who kill people will always kill them.

Now, he also gave Deng Ya an answer.

"Only in this way can Xiao Yun come back to life."

"But she's dead, and that spirit doesn't represent Xiao Yun." Deng Ya said angrily.

"No, she's Xiao Yun."

Zhang Lun didn't look remorseful.

Because for him, the day Xiao Yun died, he was already dead.

The reason why he is still alive now is because of that obsession.

But now, there is no last hope, what is the point of his life?

This is also the reason why Tang Jiuge did not kill him, that is, it can be seen that his vitality is dead.

Deng Ya didn't ask again, just watched him silently close his eyes a little bit, and his breathing gradually stopped.

For Deng Ya, this night was a bit difficult, early in the morning, she left alone and did not come back until the afternoon.

In her hands, she was also carrying a box.

"This is the statue, I thought about it, and decided to leave it at your disposal."

Deng Ya's expression was a little haggard, she had tried to contact another person before, but no news came.

Obviously, the other party was poisoned by Zhang Lun one step ahead.

Now, she is the only one left in the entire research institute, which also makes her feel that the world is big and there is nowhere to stay.

And she also felt endless exhaustion, and her once ambitious ambition was now in smoke.

What she wants now is to find a place where no one knows her, but she will die.

Before that, she took out the statue that caused the destruction of the entire research institute and handed it to Su Heng, so as not to poison others again.

"What are your plans? For Uncle Gao's sake, I can help you do it. Su Heng didn't look at the box, but said to Deng Ya.

"I don't know, I should go to the depths of those mountains, to be a teacher, to teach children." Deng Ya said.

"It's okay, I'll help you settle your affairs, there will be no trouble to find you, as for what kind of life you choose in the future, that's your will, if there is trouble, you can also come to me again." Su Heng thought for a while and said.

"Thank you."

Deng Ya smiled slightly and turned to leave.

For her, this may be the best ending.