Chapter 783: The Soul Flies Away
Later, maybe the pill that Cheng Xiao ate was too good, and his meat still had some medicinal properties in Gu Qing's body.
Gu Qing's body gradually improved, and he was able to cultivate.
Moyin didn't know what she was busy with, so she had only come to see her once in a long time, and she only glanced at her and left after a few taunts.
Those demon guards also slacked off on her, and she began to practice secretly.
Cheng Xiao felt it, and didn't speak, only looked at her occasionally.
There was anticipation in his eyes.
Gu Qing still didn't dare to look at him, but he practiced harder.
The dungeon is damp and dark, and there will even be demon rats running out and gnawing on Cheng Xiao's meat.
He endured it, not wanting to get in her way.
But she knew it, and she could only write it down silently in her heart.
Finally one day, the jailers sneaked out to have fun, and Gu Qing took this opportunity to break free from the shackles.
After untying the restraints, the first thing she did was to pick up the burning stick on the side and stab Cheng Xiao's heart.
It's too painful to be alive.
Cheng Xiao smiled, stretched out her hand tremblingly and stroked her face, and her hand was wet.
She cried.
He gently wiped away those tears, a complicated smile on Qingjun's pale face.
The ease of distress, guilt, and relief.
He spoke, his voice hoarse, "I knew that you knew me best." Outside, ahem, there are no more human beings outside, and there is no room for us anymore. ”
"I'm sorry, ahem...... I protect ...... I can't protect you. ”
He was coughing violently, his clothes on his chest soaked with blood, and the corners of his mouth were bloodshot.
He looked at Gu Qing, with a soft smile on his face, and his voice was soft and soft, like a breeze, "I...... Afterlife...... Again...... Marry you and the afterlife...... It will definitely ...... Take care of your ...... Protector ...... "you."
Gu Qing opened his mouth, and he couldn't say anything in his empty mouth.
She looked at the eyes that were losing their brilliance, and carefully pulled out the burning stick, ready to finish herself.
Wait for me, I'll go to you in a moment.
She said silently in her heart.
There was no hope of revenge, and she could only die with hatred.
She is only a second-order martial artist, how can she fight the entire demon clan?
Just as Gu Qing was about to make a move, the magic sound came back.
He waved away the burning stick with one hand, shattered Gu Qing's bones, and fixed her to the wall again.
He smiled grimly and said slowly, "I've finally found a way to keep Ya'er by my side." ”
Gu Qing was in severe pain, and his heart was extremely cold.
I only heard the magic voice say: "But I need your help, and you can be regarded as atoning for your sins." ”
Gu Qing soon knew what he meant.
It was a large array of soul-nourishing souls, which could keep Fengya's soul from dissipating.
However, maintaining such a large and advanced formation requires a continuous supply of a large amount of spiritual power.
Demon Yin used Gu Qing as a spiritual power transfer station.
When Gu Qing was practicing, he gathered his spiritual power and supplied it to this formation.
The pain of being forcibly deprived of spiritual power is a hundred times more painful than breaking bones alive.
She suffers from this pain all the time.
Fortunately, Cheng Xiao is dead, and the magic sound can no longer torture him.
This was the only thing that made Gu Qing happy, allowing her to endure the torture of being deprived of her spiritual power.
But a month later, the magic sound sent her back to hell.
He didn't let go of Cheng Xiao.
He locked Cheng Xiao's soul in a strange formation.
That formation tormented him every day, causing his soul to suffer the pain of karmic fire, and it was destroying his soul at an extremely slow rate.
Gu Qing spent every day in his own pain and the wailing of Cheng Xiao's soul.
The double pressure of physical and psychological pressure made Gu Qing's resentment heavier and heavier.
In the end, Cheng Xiao's soul flew away and dissipated in the dark and damp dungeon.