Wen Sheng sighed lightly, and it was not so difficult to accept this ending.

It's just that when he turned his head, Zheng Yi, who was just miserable and miserable, was already shrouded in a sad atmosphere, and he was already scared stupid.

"Lord Zheng?"

Wen Sheng couldn't help but shout softly, turned back and looked at the man who fell to the ground with a pale face.

Zheng Yi: "......"

There was no movement.

Wen Sheng was patient and shouted again: "Master Zheng." ”

Zheng Yi looked at Wen Sheng as if he had just woken up from a dream, and opened his mouth tremblingly: "Yes... There's a ghost trying to hurt me! ”

Wen Sheng was puzzled: "Didn't you already know?" ”

I quarreled with someone last night and turned my face, and I didn't look like I was worried about being targeted.

Why are you scared of quails now?

Zheng Yi: "... Just knowing that something was going to gouge out my heart, who would have thought that it was a ghost! ”

A smoky ghost.

Wen Sheng half-squatted down, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he secretly corrected in his heart.

Not a ghost.

It's a demon.

"Immortals! You've got to protect me! ”

As soon as Wen Sheng stood up, Zheng Yi pounced and hugged Wen Sheng's thigh, and the whole person trembled.

"I... I'm useful! I... I have money! ”

Zheng Yi hugged Wen Sheng's calf tightly, superimposing the chips on his body little by little.

Wen Sheng smiled: "Of course." ”

That's a clue!

"You can talk to me first......"

...

By the time Zheng Yi cleaned up his mood and stood in the cemetery, it was already dark.

"Soul Town was originally just a small border city in the Tiankuo Empire."

"Backward and wild."

"A few years ago, the temple of the goddess suddenly appeared on that mountain."

"At first, everyone was scared, but then some people couldn't bear it and secretly went up the mountain."

The man soon married the girl he liked..... The fame of the temple has grown since then, until now. ”

Zheng Yi's hand gently stroked the stone tablet in front of him: "This is my wife, who died two years ago without explanation." ”

"Immediately after that, I fell in love with my distant cousin."

"That's not a god at all, it's an evil spell! It's witchcraft! ”

Zheng Yi's eyes were red.

He was controlled .... He was sorry for his wife.

Wen Sheng sighed, and listened to it for a long time, but it still had no useful value.

"Tell me about Carefree Child." Wen Sheng smiled, "I want to listen... Anything else that no one has ever said. ”

Zheng Yi was stunned: "Good ......"

"He used to be a poor scholar, and even if he won the championship, he was despised by the family."

"Fortunately, the lord of Huai'an has a deep affection for him, and he got the help of the king of Huai'an and rose all the way."

“...... Immortals suspicious of him? ”

Zheng Yi watched the sun sink a little bit, shrunk his arms, and felt cold in his back.

Wen Sheng: "What about the county lord of Huai'an?" ”

When I saw it the day before yesterday, among those warblers and swallows, I really couldn't tell who had the posture of the county lord.

Zheng Yi was stunned: "I heard that I was sick." ”

Wen Sheng: "Okay, go back." ”

Sick?

She brought in the county lord of Huai'an, and the whole person was directly angry and exploded into fireworks on the bed.

...

The restaurant is brightly lit and lively.

The top floor has always been quiet and only entertains distinguished guests.

After Wen Sheng and Zheng Yi went back, there were many people sitting at the table.

To be precise, except for Pei Yan.....

"What about Pei Yan?" Wen Sheng brought Zheng Yi in, and stood at the door, frowning for a long time.

Why hasn't the little junior brother come back yet?

Ning Zhouzhou was eating melon seeds and glanced at Wen Sheng: "You haven't met yet?" I don't know! ”

"I haven't seen Pei Gongzi come back."

Wen Sheng's hand closed the door paused, and finally couldn't help it: "I'll look for it." ”

After that, he left without looking back.

"Immortals!"

Zheng Yi turned around, and he couldn't even see Wen Sheng's shadow.

Don't leave him alone!

He's scared!

There were four immortals sitting in this room, and they didn't look like they were getting along very well.

He was afraid......

...

Wen Sheng's figure was hidden in the darkness, rushing all the way towards the City Lord's Mansion.

At this time, no matter what happens, it's time to go back to the restaurant.

The little junior brother didn't come back, and there was no news coming back.....

Something must have happened.

That carefree boy... A group of women around me, living a good life in this town soul city, what kind of good thing can it be!?

"System, give me a position."

Wen Sheng suppressed the irritability in his heart.

Little junior brother for the past two days... Something is not quite right with the demonic aura on his body.

【Okay】

【Turn on navigation mode】

[Go straight ahead for 200 meters and turn left]

......

There are demons in the city lord's mansion.

When Pei Yan left, those demons followed him quietly.

Until he reached a dark alley, the young man in black turned his head motionlessly.

"Come out."

Two words, not salty or light, but imposing.

The demon knife was unsheathed, glowing dark red in the moonlight.

Dozens of black-clothed demons stepped forward.

They didn't speak, just stared at Pei Yan and raised their hands together.

Kill!

Like puppets, they move in unison, carrying out this order.

Even in the face of this ghostly and powerful enemy, the young man's face remained unchanged.

The dark red demon knife shuttled through the gap with the young man, raising red blood marks one after another.

The alley is like an asura field in the eighteen-story hell.

Filled with killing.

But in an instant... No one survived.

Pei Yan was still expressionless, with a drop of blood on the tail of his eyes, as red and bewitching as a tear mole.

It is true that he cultivated as a golden pill.

But the power belonging to the demon god was slowly filling his body after the bones were absorbed little by little.

These demons... For him.

But ants.

But in just a moment, the familiar boiling in the blood reappeared.

The sea of consciousness is torn, bones grow, and tendons and veins expand.

The demonic power seeped into every part of his body in the wisps of blood.

Hurt.

It hurts so much.

Pei Yan's body was unstable, and he slowly slid and sat in the corner of the wall leaning against the wall.

Red permeated his eyes.

Teeth clenched into thin lips, and I could already taste a little blood.

He knows.

After every pain.

There will be an endless, more powerful force in his body.

Scales.

On the neck, jaw, and forearms.

Little by little, the cyan scales grew, piercing the skin and bleeding blood.

The wound healed quickly.

Ling Chi's general pain cycled over and over again, and he was not afraid.

Strength.

He wants the strongest strength.

Take revenge.

Want... Destroy the Heavenly Void Sect!

Want... No more hiding.