Besides, in life, the biggest tragedy is just death, and now he is not even afraid of death, what else is there to worry about?

There is no greater mourning than the death of the heart.

The man said, "You don't have to know who I am or where I am, you just need to know that from now on you are my man, and you must obey my commands absolutely."

"Heh, why should I promise you?" The boy scoffed.

The man in the black mask seemed to be quite patient with him, "I can help you destroy the Liu family." ”

The boy, who had not changed his face when the sky fell, was stunned for a moment when he heard his words, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time, "You say, you want to help me take revenge?" ”

"Hahahaha." The man laughed, and the voice that already made people feel eerie was even more infiltrating, "I'm not helping you, I'm just going to make a deal with you and destroy the Liu family, you, absolutely obey me." ”

The boy quickly bounced up from the ground and didn't think about it, and agreed on the spot.

This was a great surprise for him.

He lives now only for revenge, and when revenge is taken, he has nothing to worry about.

What he can't do alone, someone can help him do it, and the price is only his dispensable freedom for the rest of his life, why not?

Under the mask, the man let out an eerie laugh, and sure enough, he didn't look at the wrong person.

The Shura Palace, a gloomy place, the ghost-faced man stood quietly, not in a hurry or impatient. Sensing the smell of someone approaching, he turned around.

"Didn't you say that if you have something to do, don't bother the deity?"

In front, with the approach of a black shadow, a beautiful voice came, the man who claimed to be the deity, wearing a blood-red coat with his hand in the air, and wantonly and arrogantly floating, slender white fingers, slowly hooked the chin of the ghost-faced man who had been waiting for him for a long time.

His voice, his movements, are full of playfulness. However, the ghost-faced man knew that the Lord was not joking with him.

Others may not know it, but as the protector of the Shura Palace, he has stayed by the side of the Venerable Lord for so many years, and he knows the Lord's unique temperament.

Lord Shura, the more angry you are, the more you will smile with you, giving you the illusion of spring blossoming.

"You did all those plagues?"

Under the mask, the good-looking phoenix eyes of the Shura Venerable Lord were picked.

Although he couldn't see the Venerable Lord's emotions at the moment through the mask, his warm spring sound alone made the ghost-faced man feel a chill behind his back and tremble in his heart.

"Childe, do you know that the ghost doctor Mo Yu was originally from my Xiqi? Although he hadn't been alive for sixteen years, I knew he was still alive. As long as his faith as a healer is not completely gone, he should appear in this plague. ”

The ghost-faced man is neither humble nor arrogant, and he tells what he wants in his heart as it is.

"Huh!"

The hand that Lord Shura picked on the ghost-faced man's chin slid slightly, gradually sliding down to the position of his heart, and gently stroked it, the movements became lighter and softer, and the smile became more and more unbearable.

"What Uncle Qiu wants to do is that he doesn't need to report like the deity, how many times do you want the deity to say it?"

"It's not for this reason that my subordinates asked the Lord to come out."

The Ghostface seemed to have become numb to his actions, and did not put up the slightest resistance.