Chapter 102: There are no adults at night

It's something the Dark Corpse will never be able to let go!

Black cloak, aqua blue eyes, aqua blue hair, and a cold angel face. Yes, the angel who wields magic, the angel named Yudu, stretched out her right hand to herself: the five slender fingers as white as jade, combined with her heavenly voice, were full of alluring magic in the afterglow of the setting sun, a warmth that one could never refuse.

This is the most beautiful picture of the dark corpse buried forever in the heart, and once let myself fall into the illusion that "the dark corpse will become the happiest person in the world".

Yes, in fact, the Dark Corpse is greeted by an even more cruel and unforgiving hell, a killing game that makes no sense to the weak, and a world dominated by the strong without emotion!

Yes, the first killing: it was just a poor snow rabbit that she loved the most, and the first killing: she was the second little girl who took the initiative to talk to her......

For the first time, I forgot how to smile: in order to show dissatisfaction and resistance, I kept smiling in the face of the cold Yudu, but after this demon took the enemy's sword for myself, I couldn't smile anymore......

For the first time, I knew that I had left all my thoughts behind: the vicious woman, who watched coldly as she was torn to shreds by two madmen, and for the first time, the damned frost's expression changed slightly: she drank the blood of her enemies in front of her......

Yes, the vicious woman finally fulfilled her ambitions, with a disgusting smile on her face, in the crowd of people: she became the supreme left priest. And he was also made to wear the curse of the Shadow Clan by a vicious woman, and lost her freedom forever......

Yes, the Shadow Clan's Dark Corpse, the fastest to ascend to the throne of the Left Protector, has the strength to the extent that it can compete with the Right Protector. The incredible thing is that all the glory he has received comes from the cultivation of an old maid named Yudu, who is the weakest.

"The dark night is coming!Zuo Sacrifice and Zuo Protector are really a pair of respectable adults!" Just when every outsider was worshipping the success of the Dark Corpse and Yudu, the Dark Corpse never stopped cursing Yudu.

And the emperor lives up to his wishes, from the day the dark corpse became the left sacrifice, the curse of the dark corpse against Yudu awakened, Yudu's fingers became more and more dry, her sweet voice became more and more hoarse, and her whole person seemed to be aging at a very happy speed!

Until she finally became an old witch who could only hide in a cloak and hood. Even though the Dark Corpse hadn't seen her face since, the Dark Corpse could still think of the ugly appearance of her old face that had been obscured: wrinkles and spots......

Yes, this is what the Dark Corpse will never be able to let go: why should the angel-faced Yudu treat herself so coldly? Even after successfully using herself to accomplish her ambitions, her cold posture has never moved!

Perhaps, at the beginning on the wall of ruling, with a smile that no one can take away, and the peaceful death of himself is already the best and happiest ending!

However, the blue tears: Yudu's shattered memory fragments show a ridiculous truth: that vicious old woman actually loves herself so much?

"Huh, haha...... You vicious woman, you don't know your regrets until you die, and you make up such a touching story in exchange for the deity's mercy and apologies for you?" So, I don't have any mustard for your death, I will erase all traces of your existence, all of ...... memory!

At the moment when the dark clan's body dissipated, somewhere at the foot of the snow-capped mountain where the vast snow was pouring into the Snow Beast Village, thousands of miles away, a strange man with his whole body hidden in a black cloak suddenly said in shock: "The dark night is coming! How is it possible? The dark thread that contacted the Left Protector has actually disappeared, and the spell that the Dark Night personally imposed on the Left Protector has been lifted! How is it possible? The powerful Left Protector has also suffered a change......

............

The cold wind continued to roar, mixed with the whispers of countless blood wolves, and the entire air was filled with a bleak murderous intent.

"Woo woo ......" The she-wolf king who tried to stop the dark corpse before also realized that the situation was not good, and trembled so much that he ran away with his legs, but it only ran a few meters away, and a bloody sword suddenly appeared out of thin air and passed directly through its head. So it lay there peacefully, in the posture of a weakling.

"Huh, haha...... And then, finally, at last, it's my turn to be my delicious prey: the legendary Nightmares!" After bloodied his left arm and easily slew the wolf queen who was trying to escape, the Dark Corpse withdrew his left arm, laughing maniacally as he naturally extended his right hand.

This was his habitual action after every battle victory, and in the past, whenever he stretched out his right hand, the Dark Clan would still order him a new cloak. This time, however, the Dark Corpse held out its right hand for a few moments before realizing what had happened.

The dark corpse continued to hide a certain emotion that flashed in his eyes with a mad smile, and under the embrace of the blood wolf, he walked step by step towards the night core that embraced the seven phoenixes.

With a face as death, curled up there in a gagging posture of a weakling, the young man in front of him seemed to have completely given up resistance and struggle.

"Damn, such an ugly gesture of weakness, such delicious food shouldn't have such a disgusting appearance, how does this make the deity eat?" Seeing the dull pupils of the Night Core, the Dark Corpse grabbed the Night Core neck with one hand, lifted him up in the air, and roared angrily.

However, Nightcore felt as if he was dead, his limbs drooping weakly, and even though he couldn't breathe, there was still no trace of pain on his pale face.

"There is already one dead, this one must not be allowed to die as desired, the deity must taste it, the boiling and burning blood!" Despite his anger, the dark corpse was extremely calm in his heart, and he immediately rationally put down the body that had been softened by the night core.

"Huh, haha...... That's right, anger! is a necessary method for nightmare awakening!" The next moment of the dark corpse, as if thinking of something, laughed wildly again.

Yes, fifteen years ago, the Charm Moon, that stupid woman, in order to be able to give the supposed freedom of that ugly nightmare in captivity, unfortunately sacrificed her life and everything to provoke its resentment and anger, so that it could awaken and gain great power!

It's ridiculous that the self-proclaimed clever Lady Charm took advantage of the gap between her own missions to implement this plan perfectly, but she ended up being hated and cursed by her favorite monster when she died.

Hmph...... Stupid Madame Charm, she didn't know when she died: the so-called freedom she had given her life in exchange for it was only that they had expanded the scope of their captivity a little!

Hmph...... Poor Madame Charm did not know that she had died without knowing that the sacrifice she had made had only prolonged its life a little, and that it was still quietly dying at her own hands.

Hmph...... It is also thanks to this sad woman that she has made herself known: ways to make food more palatable!

Thinking of this, the dark corpse licked his tongue, his expression distorted and roared towards the night core on the ground: "Poor weakling, the deity knows, you can hear: yes, this monster that has been kept in our captivity, oh no, it's your woman, she's dead, lowly dead." And her killer is now standing in front of you, thinking about how to defile her body next! And you, whom she loves the most, can't do anything like a dog! Huh, haha...... So excited!"

Hearing the word "defiled", Night Core suddenly moved his fingers slightly, slowly raised his head, he stared blankly at the dark corpse, and the next moment, his tears poured down again in an instant.

"Sister, sister, I'm in so much pain......" Nightcore stretched out his right hand towards the Dark Corpse, his hoarse voice sad and desolate.

In the direction he pointed, the wind was blowing, and the night did not have an adult, so he walked slowly......