Holding the soul that was about to come out of my shell, I slowly moved my pupils to the left side of my body.

But in the trembling sight, all you can see is empty darkness.

"How, Your Excellency?"

Wei Ming's bone-eating maggot murmur sounded again, and I gripped the blade in my hand firmly, sweat seeping into the lines of the wooden hilt, giving it a troublesome slippery feel.

"What the hell do you want?!"

I screamed loudly, and as I strengthened my courage, the muscles in my neck became stiff and sore in the extreme exertion.

The cold wind gradually subsided, and the dead silence of the mire was like the terrifying jaws of monsters' hot flashes, slowly swallowing me at an unstoppable speed.

At the moment when the nerves were about to collapse, Wei Ming's twisted and weird voice became a life-saving straw.

"Your Excellency, I say it one last time—the 'Holy Maiden', or as you call it, 'Purple', she must die."

The soil not far away was slightly stirred, and it seemed as if some behemoth was pacing around me impatiently,

"But with the power of the contemptible person, it is difficult to cause substantial damage to it, and besides, if it really feels threatened, it is still easy to run, and the contemptible person is not sure of catching up with it, so——"

Halfway through this, I squinted my eyes slightly, and every time I breathed, it was as if I was swallowing the ice of ten thousand years.

Before Wei Ming's deliberately elongated end of the end, I continued quite self-knowingly,

"So in order to increase the success rate, you need a hostage."

"Huh? Your Excellency's words are wrong! ”

Wei Ming pretended to be surprised, and his words were mixed with extremely obvious mockery,

"Your Excellency is a contemptible guest, a dear friend, and a right-hand man! A contemptible person would never use force against his loved ones! ”

Heavy gasps ruffled the ends of my hair, and I could almost see Wei Ming's deformed and hateful body in the inky blackness that I couldn't reach, and the so-called "praise" that came out of its mouth hid dirty and despicable conditions.

Sure enough, before I could come up with a wording suitable for the current situation, Wei Ming took the lead in squeezing the throat and added in a dark voice,

"And Your Excellency only needs to be grieved for a moment, that young girl, a strong man who died from Wei Fern, and even ten thousand new saints! Everything you crave! All will be lost and regained!

After all, what I do best is 'creating'. ”

Wei Ming's promise is always irresistible to temptation, and whenever I meet him, he can easily see through my mind and the worst nature buried deep in my heart.

But now, he is no longer the personable appearance he once was, but a completely disgusting monster!

Almost the moment Wei Ming spoke, my subconscious already decided that every word he said was a lie that led me to the bait.

But now, I can't refuse any of Wei Ming's requests, because if I can take advantage of his rare negligence, there may be room for redemption.

"Okay, no problem, but I need to inform you about something first."

As a sign of sincerity, I reversed the blade of the sword, which I had raised for a long time, for half a week, and plunged into the hard earth.

Looking in the direction of the monster called 'Wei Ming', I forcibly suppressed a trembling voice and said,

"Bah, she's in White Lake now!"

Before Wei Ming's shocked response sounded, I retracted my five fingers, then pinched the sharp blade and slid down suddenly!

Blood gushed out, silently staining the smooth, cold metal of the blade's surface, as if primitive man represented a fanatical totem - my only remaining bet. 、

"Let's go—"

I was in the face of the vertigo that rushed up to my brain, and my limbs were unconscious as if they were soaked in cold water, and my voice sounded like a sentence of sin that I could not pay.

"—are you going to waste any more time?"

(The following is a copy, and it will be added tomorrow.) ）

Holding the soul that was about to come out of my shell, I slowly moved my pupils to the left side of my body.

But in the trembling sight, all you can see is empty darkness.

"How, Your Excellency?"

Wei Ming's bone-eating maggot murmur sounded again, and I gripped the blade in my hand firmly, sweat seeping into the lines of the wooden hilt, giving it a troublesome slippery feel.

"What the hell do you want?!"

I screamed loudly, and as I strengthened my courage, the muscles in my neck became stiff and sore in the extreme exertion.

The cold wind gradually subsided, and the dead silence of the mire was like the terrifying jaws of monsters' hot flashes, slowly swallowing me at an unstoppable speed.

At the moment when the nerves were about to collapse, Wei Ming's twisted and weird voice became a life-saving straw.

"Your Excellency, I say it one last time—the 'Holy Maiden', or as you call it, 'Purple', she must die."

The soil not far away was slightly stirred, and it seemed as if some behemoth was pacing around me impatiently,

"But with the power of the contemptible person, it is difficult to cause substantial damage to it, and besides, if it really feels threatened, it is still easy to run, and the contemptible person is not sure of catching up with it, so——"

Halfway through this, I squinted my eyes slightly, and every time I breathed, it was as if I was swallowing the ice of ten thousand years.

Before Wei Ming's deliberately elongated end of the end, I continued quite self-knowingly,

"So in order to increase the success rate, you need a hostage."

"Huh? Your Excellency's words are wrong! ”

Wei Ming pretended to be surprised, and his words were mixed with extremely obvious mockery,

"Your Excellency is a contemptible guest, a dear friend, and a right-hand man! A contemptible person would never use force against his loved ones! ”

Heavy gasps ruffled the ends of my hair, and I could almost see Wei Ming's deformed and hateful body in the inky blackness that I couldn't reach, and the so-called "praise" that came out of its mouth hid dirty and despicable conditions.

Sure enough, before I could come up with a wording suitable for the current situation, Wei Ming took the lead in squeezing the throat and added in a dark voice,

"And Your Excellency only needs to be grieved for a moment, that young girl, a strong man who died from Wei Fern, and even ten thousand new saints! Everything you crave! All will be lost and regained!

After all, what I do best is 'creating'. ”

Wei Ming's promise is always irresistible to temptation, and whenever I meet him, he can easily see through my mind and the worst nature buried deep in my heart.

But now, he is no longer the personable appearance he once was, but a completely disgusting monster!

Almost the moment Wei Ming spoke, my subconscious already decided that every word he said was a lie that led me to the bait.

But now, I can't refuse any of Wei Ming's requests, because if I can take advantage of his rare negligence, there may be room for redemption.

"Okay, no problem, but I need to inform you about something first."

As a sign of sincerity, I reversed the blade of the sword, which I had raised for a long time, for half a week, and plunged into the hard earth.

Looking in the direction of the monster called 'Wei Ming', I forcibly suppressed a trembling voice and said,

"Bah, she's in White Lake now!"

Before Wei Ming's shocked response sounded, I retracted my five fingers, then pinched the sharp blade and slid down suddenly!

Blood gushed out, silently staining the smooth, cold metal of the blade's surface, as if primitive man represented a fanatical totem - my only remaining bet.

"Let's go—"

I was in the face of the vertigo that rushed up to my brain, and my limbs were unconscious as if they were soaked in cold water, and my voice sounded like a sentence of sin that I could not pay.

"—are you going to waste any more time?"