301.Difu [3]
"What do you want to do? Aren't you afraid that I will kill your master! ”
Whirl grabbed his wrist suddenly, and his long pointed nails dug into his flesh, twisting the flesh into a blur.
The other hand was using a violent qi to exert pressure between life and death, and Bai Liao inside fell to the ground because he couldn't bear the piercing pain, his forehead was bruised, and his face was hideous.
Hua Yin clenched his back molars, and a touch of sinister viciousness flashed in his eyes, as if he had noticed that something was wrong. There was a thin cool arc on his lips, "Casual, I don't care about his cheap life." ”
At this moment, a blood decree appeared on the reincarnation stone, as if the ancient scroll had been opened, and the dusty aura swirled around Hua Yin.
Surrounded the two in the blood circle, the inner wall suddenly became a circle.
Youxuan's body trembled suddenly, his eyeballs protruded and bloodshot, and only Sensen's white hand waved the death pen in his hand, and roared angrily: "No, it's impossible!" That's not right, it's not the same as the book......"
"My Ling'er, my Ling'er! Where's my Ling'er......"
The hoarse voice was grief-stricken, and every word was broken, from heart-rending to completely dead.
His skinny, hideous face seemed to be covered with a layer of dead dust, and gradually fell silent.
However, after a while, countless black thick mist rushed out of Youxuan's body, entangled around his body, his face distorted, as if he was desperately struggling to get rid of something, and knelt on the ground in great pain and used the death pen as a sharp blade to delay his remaining skin, in exchange for a short period of composure.
This is the backlash of absorbing the souls of others, and with the state of the soul like ashes now, the soul power is greatly weakened, but it will be devoured in a while.
Hua Yin felt that he was extremely pathetic, but he did not have the slightest sympathy.
Because he does not deserve sympathy.
By sucking the flesh and blood of countless babies who were only a few months old as a wedge, strangling countless innocent lives, and vainly hoping to exchange their lives to gather the seven spirits of those whose souls are scattered, the backlash must be the final end.
How smart Yuwen Zhen is, how could he not know this truth before Ren Luo Wang. It's just that there are too many desires and deep obsessions in his heart, so he hollowed out his mind step by step, devoured the successful politician who was once admired by thousands of people, and became like this.
When Shu Qingyuan succeeded to the throne by killing his father, he also admired his political talent, and he didn't expect that the once ruthless prime minister would go to the abyss step by step for a woman.
If you want to talk about the feelings of the world, who can make a conclusion. Such as him and his master, such as Yu Wenzhen and Wen Ling.
It's all about making people.
The mistake is that the obsession is too deep.
Hua Yin narrowed his eyes, and his thin lips opened slightly: "Because the person who killed the ghost murderer was not my dream.
Moreover, there is no such thing as resurrection in this world. Even if she returns to you one day, she will only be a shell.
The seven spirits have been dispersed, and there is no way to return to heaven.
You absorb the flesh and blood essence of countless babies to create this game, I am afraid that you will enter the full set of others early, hollow out the shell, and become a marionette for others.
If you have been the king of Yama for a thousand years in vain, you will end up being just a pawn for others.
As for the white stubbornness in the yin and yang room, I noticed his strange appearance early on, but it was just a virtual image conjured up with the ghost of yin.
I didn't think something was right from the beginning, and I didn't think that Bai Zhihe would frustrate your plan.
As for Bai Zhi and himself, I'm afraid that you used the illusion to trap the main hall of the twelve halls.
You've exhausted your vitality and blood, and you can't hurt him in the slightest, just temporarily confined him. ”