The King of Equality stared at Wusheng, and there was not a trace of chill in his eyes.

The smile on his face was even stronger, "Don't blame the gun god, this move is also a last resort." ”

Silent without life.

The spring breeze became cold and gloomy, and in the dark night, two rows of white coats fluttered, and unkempt hair fluttered .......

If it is said to be a human world, maybe there will not be many people who believe it, but if it is said to be hell, there must be very few people who oppose it.

Fluttershy lies softly in his arms, like a spring flower, beautiful and alluring, fragrant and rich.

Now that the beauty is in her arms, the fragrance is already wafting, and there is no life as if she has not felt a trace of it.

The King of Equality smiled, he stared at Wusheng, but Wusheng was staring and poking at the dark night, "The King of Equality lives in the Ten Palaces, but he knows a little about this person. ”

"You know her?"

King Ping gently touched the Book of Life and Death, but a pair of eyes were scrutinizing Fluttershy's body, "Don't forget, the Spear God, Xiao Wang is the King of Equality, one of the ten Yamas who make the rivers and lakes fearful. ”

"Tell me about it."

"Every generation of masters of the Demon Sect will have a calamity before they take charge, they must abandon their cultivation and memories, and then go to the mortal world to be robbed, no one can be an exception, every generation of sect masters is."

Silent without life.

"Of course she is, and she is no exception."

Wusheng nodded.

"She doesn't remember her old memories now, but she ...... when she does."

"What happens when you think about it?"

The smile of the King of Equality remained unchanged, and there was a slight sadness in his words, "Does the Spear God know who the previous generation of sect leaders was?" ”

Silent without life.

"The previous generation of sect leaders was her Lao Tzu, the Demon Lord of the Cold Night."

"You seem familiar with him?"

King Ping looked at the Book of Life and Death, and then looked at Wusheng, "Xiao Wang can't be familiar with it, there is the name of the Cold Night Demon Lord in this Book of Life and Death in his palm." ”

Wusheng suddenly turned around, staring and poking at the book of life and death, staring and poking at his smiling cheeks, "What do you want to say?" ”

"Xiao Wang just wants to tell the gun god a true thing."

"What's the matter?"

"A cruel, vicious thing."

"Tell me about it."

King Equality smiled, "The Cold Night Demon Lord is also the sect leader, so he has also experienced the catastrophe of the Demon Sect. ”

Silent without life.

"He also found a rare god in the rivers and lakes that year."

"What god?"

"Painting the gods, resisting the breeze."

Silent without life.

He didn't expect that the King of Equality would know about this kind of thing, and he didn't expect that the god of painting the rivers and lakes, Yu Qingfeng, would accompany the Cold Night Demon Lord through the catastrophe.

"Can the spear god know what happened to the generation of painting gods Yu Qingfeng?"

"What's going on?"

King Ping smiled a little desolate and sad, "The power of the end is gone, and the fragrance is lost." ”

"He's dead?"

"Not dying is almost the same as dying, and living like this may be better than dying."

Silent without life.

"You must have seen a royal breeze."

Wusheng nodded.

"That may be Yu Qingfeng's younger brother, Yu Qingyun."

"He's Yu Qingyun?"

"Many years ago, Yu Qingyun was in a lonely mountain overseas, and found a fairy pen outside the sky and sent it to Yu Qingfeng."

Silent without life.

There was a touch of sarcasm and contempt in King Ping's eyes, "Yu Qingfeng likes it very much, and sees it as a baby, and he looks at that pen every day." ”

"And then a man appeared?"

"Yes."

"This man is the Night Demon Lord?"

The King of Equality smiled and nodded.

"The Cold Night Demon Lord has become his scholar, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, all of them are fine?"

"Of course, not only is everything perfect, it's just a rarity in the world." King Equality blinked and stared at Fluttershy with a smile, "Then he stayed away from his family, away from his friends, away from the rivers and lakes." ”

"He must be in a lot of trouble?"

"Yes, Yu Qingfeng's trouble is not a little bit, it's just troublesome everywhere, it's almost troublesome to death."

"But he's not dead."

"Yes, the God of Painting many years ago, like the God of Guns, also came here once, when King Qin Guang, the first hall of the Ten Halls of Yama, died."

"You wanted to keep him too?"

The King of Equality sighed, "Yes, it's a pity that the King of the Nine Palaces didn't get his wish. ”

Silent without life.

King Ping smiled and faced Wusheng, "Xiao Wang only wants to say one thing to the Gun God. ”

"You say."

"The god of painting many years ago is the shadow of the current god of guns."

Silent without life.

Empty eyes devoid of emotion, staring at Fluttershy, soft body, and soft long hair.

King Ping smiled a little sourly, "Isn't the Spear God worried at all?" ”

"What am I worried about?"

"The genius in the pen many years ago also lost his memory, but after recovering his memory, it became different."

"What's the difference?"

"Becoming a denied to six relatives, killing innocents indiscriminately, cold-blooded and ruthless, killing people like ,......。" The King of Equality smiled coldly.

"He was able to kill Yu Qingfeng?"

"Ten Yu Qingfeng is not his opponent, Yu Qingfeng can't rely on his side at all."

Silent without life.

"His kung fu is the best in the rivers and lakes." The Equality King's eyes showed admiration and fear, "The first thing that the Cold Night Demon Lord taught, does the Spear God know?" ”

Wusheng didn't know, so he didn't say anything.

"The first thing the Cold Night Demon Lord did was to sacrifice blood, using the blood of the thirty-six most famous sects in the rivers and lakes to make a blood sacrifice."

Silent without life.

"Is such a person worthy of the catastrophe for him?"

Silent without life.

King Equality stared at Fluttershy coldly and said coldly, "This kind of person shouldn't be alive, and the Spear God shouldn't protect her." ”

Silent without life.

"The spear god is still very withdrawn now, because she has not yet become the leader of the Demon Sect, if she becomes the leader of the Demon Sect, ......."

"What will happen?"

"It will definitely be cold-blooded and ruthless, maybe even more ruthless and vicious than the previous generation of Cold Night Demon Lords."

Silent without life.

He still hugs Fluttershy softly, her body twitching, sweat on her cheeks, her dreams are not very good, maybe worse than others think.

The King of Equality touched the scroll lightly, smiled and smiled, and the smile seemed indescribably sour and sad.

He is sour, he is sad, maybe not for the sake of lifelessness, nor for the calamities and disasters in the rivers and lakes in the near future, let alone for the king of Yama, maybe for the seat of the fifth hall of the ten halls of Yama, if the spear god joins them and fills this vacancy, then the ten halls of Yama will definitely be in full swing, and his position in the rivers and lakes will be more stable.

However, he also knows that since the Demon Cult has chosen to survive the catastrophe with the Spear God Wusheng, there must be a good reason why he will succeed in surviving the catastrophe with Fluttershy.

He also knows that this time is the same as the last time, and there will be no glimmer of hope, neither for Wooshy nor for Fluttershy to stay.

Wusheng had turned around and stared at the pitch-black night, the pitch-black ahead.

"You want to protect her all the time?" The sourness and sadness in the eyes of the King of Equality were even stronger.

"Yes." This sentence is very straightforward and simple.

At this moment, a woman with a cold face and dark red cheeks walked over and nodded.

The King of Equality also nodded.

In his hand, he held a knife, a cold blade, and a steady hand.

There was not a hint of chill in her eyes, and she reached out to touch Wusheng's shoulder.

The hand used to hold the knife, but the knife was gone, and the hand had become indescribably gentle and delicate.

"The Wheel King of the Tenth Palace, I have seen the God of Guns."

Wusheng gritted his teeth, suddenly turned around, and faced the Wheel King, "You want to heal me?" ”

The Wheel King smiled, the hand did not retract, but it had left the lifeless back, "Why not?" ”

"I don't need to."

"You also know that personal debts are the hardest to repay?"

Silent without life.

Not only is it difficult to repay personal debts, but it also makes him nerve-wracking, and he doesn't want to break his nerve, let alone repay other people's personal debts.

The Wheel King sighed, "This is also a little bit of Xiao Wang's heart, why should the spear god refuse Xiao Wang thousands of miles away?" ”

"My injuries aren't serious, and I don't want to owe anyone anything."

The hand of the Wheel King gently leaned towards the lifeless, and the lifeless stone statue retreated, and the stone statue retreated into the dark night, a lonely, empty, and lonely night.

No matter what kind of prodigal sons, living in such a night, it is difficult to sleep and rejoice, and this kind of night may be used by God to torture them, to torture their empty and lonely hearts, to torture their prostration, powerless bodies.

The prodigal son is ruthless, and there are no tears, and he is slowly retreating.

"Why is the spear god hiding from Xiao Wang?"

The night has become thicker, the oil pot has been far away, the light is gone, only the darkness, the darkness that makes the soul bitter and painful.

The Wheel King smiled.

In the midst of laughter, her gasps had become sweet and trembling, a woman's weapon.

This weapon can easily satisfy the lonely, lonely prodigal son, get stimulation, and enjoy pleasure.

But this weapon seemed to be ineffective at this time, and had lost its value, and for many prodigal sons, it might have been a treasure, a merry treasure.

This is a kind of enjoyment, and the lonely prodigal son should not refuse this temptation, nor can he afford to refuse, but Wusheng has already refused.

He was a prodigal son, and he seemed to be lonely, as if he needed that kind of enjoyment, but he didn't accept it.

No life has been wheezing, violent wheezing.

The Wheel King's smile remained unchanged, "You must be very lonely, you must need a woman like me, I ......." ”

She couldn't bear to say it, and she didn't need to say it again, because when she said it, it wasn't very beautiful, but when she made it, it became beautiful.

Wusheng gritted his teeth and retreated like a stone statue.

Sweat was pouring from his forehead, but his body was as hard, calm and stable as a stone statue.

"I know you, you must need a woman like me very much, I will not disappoint you, I will definitely bring you joy and joy, you must give it a try,......"

"You've hit a ghost." There was no breath, but it didn't stop, and it retreated like a stone statue.

"Xiao Wang has heard many stories about the gun god, and he is deeply attracted by the charm of the gun god, Xiao Wang is really ......."

"You're crushed by a ghost."

The hand of the wheel king is light and cheerful, like the waist of an amorous girl, trembling gently, this is not only a temptation, but also a crime, which makes many wandering prodigal sons to sin.

"Xiao Wang just wants to bring you happiness, the gun god doesn't have to worry, Xiao Wang won't hurt you."

"The ghost was crushed by you."

Fluttershy smiled as she stopped her, "You're so shameless. ”

His hand suddenly trembled slightly, and the smile on his face had condensed, "You actually woke up?" ”

Fluttershy kisses him lightly on the cheek, then turns her head and glances at the Wheel King, her eyes already showing sarcasm and contempt, "This is the old lady's, not someone else's." ”

When she said this, she felt that her face was red and hot.

The Wheel King laughed, as if she had never seen anything so funny. "Will the fairy like him?"

Fluttershy blinked, barely squeezing out a smile, "Why not?" Could it be that I can't like men? ”

The Wheel King's laughter grew smaller, but it became colder, colder and sneering.

"Who are you?"

Fluttershy doesn't understand, and she looks at Wusheng, hoping that Wusheng can say something.

Wusheng didn't speak, but sighed.

"Who am I? Could it be that I'm the big bad? ”

The Wheel King looked at Fluttershy coldly and said coldly, "If you were the big badass, maybe you would be better." ”

Fluttershy doesn't understand.

She has never acted like a big bad guy, let alone a big bad guy.

"You're worse than 100,000 of the worst villains combined." The Wheel King's smile remained unchanged, "It's bad, poisonous and ruthless, isn't the fairy figuring it out now?" ”

The smile on Fluttershy's face freezes, cold and cold.

She didn't understand, so she looked at Wusheng again, hoping that Wusheng could tell the reason inside.

The Wheel King smiled coldly, "You will understand later, and you won't know yourself yet." ”

She suddenly turned around and walked back.

Fluttershy stares at Lifeless, silently on her hard, calm, steady cheeks, but finds no answer.

She wondered why, but she knew that Wusheng would never tell her.

The stone statue would never say a word, especially such terrible, terrifying words.

Fluttershy holds Lifeless' hand, but her head hangs down, as if she has been overwhelmed by the pain and sadness that has accumulated in her heart, "You must know what she said?" ”

Wusheng nodded.

"But you won't say it."

Wusheng nodded.

"I just want to know if I'm really like what she said, the bad can't be worse, the poisonous can't be more poisonous, and the ruthless can't be ruthless."

Silent without life.

He softly holds Fluttershy in his arms, staring and poking at the darkness of the night.

Boundless darkness, endless loneliness.

The water flowed quietly under the bridge and then quietly flowed away.

Fluttershy breaks free of her lifeless chest and plunges into the icy water.

An amorous woman, when she encounters a setback that she can't face, may choose a way to torture herself, and the more painful the torture, the more comfortable she can get.

She only felt that her body was floating in the cold water, gradually becoming one with the river, and when she could not feel what was herself and what was the river, everything became blurred, everything was hazy and weak.

Maybe it's just the running water, it's the only one that's still pounding against her body, hitting her soul.

She could already feel herself laughing.

Sigh of nothingness.

The stone statue floats up like a light smoke, drifting along the river, and finally reaches out to reveal Fluttershy in his arms.

There are several plates of fresh fruit on the table, an incense burner, the incense burned, and the god looks down at the earth motionlessly, looking cold, ruthless, and cold, unable to say a word or solve Fluttershy's troubles.

The troubles of amorous women are terrible, and the more amorous a woman, the more terrible they are.

Wusheng has seen her fateful side, almost taking her own life.

The night was pitch black, and the temple was not only pitch black, but also extremely gloomy and weird.

"What is this place?"

Without saying a word, he lit the oil lamp.

There was already light in the temple, and there was light in her eyes, "Why did you save me?" ”

"We pulled Gougou, have you forgotten?"

Fluttershy smiles wryly.

Of course, she didn't forget, just when she was so scared that she couldn't bear it, she suddenly asked Wusheng to pull Gougou, and that time Wusheng didn't stretch out his little finger to pull Gougou, but his thumb.

"You're such a stone statue."

Silent without life.

Walking outside like a stone statue, Fluttershy jumps up and pulls on her cloak, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'm just going to look for some dead branches, you don't have to come out with them."

Fluttershy is silent and doesn't stay in the temple, following Deathless and not wanting to be separated for a moment.

"Why don't you stay inside?"

Fluttershy smiles but doesn't say a word.

"You're not afraid of beasts out there?"

Fluttershy laughs stupidly, "I'm afraid." ”

"Then why did you come out with you?"

"I'm afraid that the beast will take you away, and I'm very worried, so I followed you."

Silent without life.

The forest is forested, and the cold wind is blowing, without a trace of coldness.

Fluttershy's smile is thicker, thick and sweet, the sweetness of a woman's happiness.

But her smile quickly froze to ice.

There was a fire on the outside of the temple, and a large table next to it was full of wine and food, which was not hearty, but it was thoughtful enough.

"Please also ask King Yama to smile."

There were two ghosts that could only be heard from the storyteller.

One is as black as ink, the other is as white as paper.

They all held a mourning stick in their hands, one white and one black, their faces expressionless, staring at Wusheng in a daze, and their eyes were full of awe.

These two are black and white.

The cold wind blew by, and the chain in his hand tinkled.

Fluttershy shuddered, "They're ......." ”

She knew it well, but she still wanted to hear what Wusheng said in person.

Speechless, standing like a stone statue not far from the black and white impermanence, staring and poking at them, "You admit your mistake. ”

Bai Wuchang smiled compassionately, "That's right, the spear god is the king of Yama." ”

Hei Wuchang continued coldly, "You can't be wrong, King Yama is the god of spears. ”

They were silent, and they didn't look at them anymore.

He walks into the temple like a stone statue, and Fluttershy is about to burst out of her voice in terror.

"When did you become the king of Yama?"

Although she is very afraid, she is also very curious, and curious people can't help but ask, and she is no exception.

Silent without life.

"We've been to the Ten Palaces of Yama, have you accepted this position?"

Silent without life.

He slowly picked up the dead branches, put them on the ground, and slowly ignited them, the fire twisting softly.

He stood like a stone statue on the side.

Black and white impermanence did not leave, and looked at the table of wine and food, and the table of wine and food suddenly floated up, floated into the temple, and floated to the edge of lifelessness.