The demon god who had just won the victory and was like a rainbow seemed to be out of proportion for a moment, and hurriedly approached her, grabbed her arms, and explained:

"I'm going to purge the resistance here so that I can carry out my ideas. I didn't kill casually, I just... You ......"

Chu Huai'an saw two lines of tears flowing from the cheeks of the girl in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, subconsciously helped her wipe them away, and stretched out his hand to find that it was not tears, but cold blood to the touch.

Jiang Jiuwei's eyes were full of scarlet blood, his voice became deeper and lower, and he said hoarsely:

"If they stand in your way, kill them. Why torture her? ”

Facing the almost crazy girl in front of him, Chu Huai'an was silent, and after a long while, he said politely:

"Is it good to be obedient? You go back obediently, and when everything is settled with me, I will take you over. ”

[Player Jiang Jiuwei / Corrupted by the current world, Sp-15!] 】

Jiang Jiuwei's face became more and more refined, his skin was so white that it seemed to have no blood, and he was as perfect as a flawless gem.

"I won't believe you..."

Jiang Jiuwei shook his head, pointed to the corpses all over the ground in front of him, and chuckled,

"I'll never trust you again."

[Player Jiang Jiuwei / Alienated by the current world! ] 】

[The skill "From the Dead" has been changed to "Withered Soul"!] 】

【Skill: Withered Soul】

[Type: Active]

[Effect: You summon nearby players or characters who can be considered "undead" to fight for you, and the duration depends on the player's charisma (theoretical maximum: permanent).

When summoned, some reasonable targets will gain all the attributes of "Calamity Rose" and gradually lose Hp. Cannot be summoned again after being drained to death. 】

[Cost: Consumes Sp proportionally, no cooldown.] 】

[Evaluation: Hell is eternal and empty, and the devil lives forever on earth.] 】

Her eyes swelled with red, and the "embroidered clothes" who fell to the ground struggled to their feet, their broken bodies filled with rose vines, as strange and terrifying as the walking dead.

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"Why does the ninth sister have to face such a thing every time?"

"Her eyes... It's bleeding......"

"Those people... Still human? ”

"It's really disgusting... How could this be the ability of the ninth sister......"

"Could it be... She's really a homicidal maniac. ”

Jiang Jiu didn't raise his eyes to look at the demon god. Chu Huai'an suddenly felt that something terrifying was growing in his body, mobilized the demonic energy in his whole body, and barely suppressed the surge.

She looked at the girl in Tsing Yi in front of her with complicated eyes, and seemed to cry out apologetically: "It's me... Forced you to be like this? ”

[Player Jiang Jiuwei / Alienated by the current world, Sp-23! 】

The girl in Tsing Yi manipulated those corpses to guard the city gate, shook her head, and said softly:

"It's me, I've forced myself to be like this.

At that time, I was so stupid, I could absorb the nutrients of others.

Why endure it all the time? ”

The corpses of the "embroidered clothes" standing by the city gate were gradually replaced by rose vines, exuding a dreamlike fragrance that filled the entire battlefield.

Jiang Jiuwei has been pretending these days, trying to win the trust of this cold-faced demon god and complete his main quest.

But once the performance is too realistic, who can tell the difference between inside and outside the play?

She can only feel the pain of being deceived now, and wants everyone to empathize with herself.

The scent of scarlet spread like a vine, as if it were dragging the whole world into a blood-colored hell.

"Miss Jiang..."

Zhou Mingchi, who was still suffering, had never seen Jiang Jiuwei like this, but he obviously felt that something major had happened to the girl in Tsing Yi in front of him, and hurriedly dissuaded him.

"Stop... Don't hurt anyone anymore......"

The red-eyed Jiang Jiu turned a deaf ear, staring at the rose branches in front of him, as if he was admiring some noble work of art.

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"Ninth sister, what's wrong with her......"

"It looks like it's being controlled by something."

"Ninth sister, wake up, those people are dead!"

"I feel that the ninth sister is the so-called 'disaster' itself......"

Zhou Mingchi finally digested some of the demonic qi in his body, rushed to Jiang Jiuwei, and was just about to hold her hand, but was beaten away by an extended rose vine.

Chu Huai'an didn't stop Zhou Mingchi, who suddenly got up, but just stared at the girl in Tsing Yi in front of him, as if she remembered something, her eyes were slightly red.

"You're so fragrant... It smells so good..."

Jiang Jiuwei muttered in his mouth, and the rose petals on his side opened slightly, piercing straight into the heart of the "delicious" emperor in front of him.

Zhou Mingchi was caught off guard, he couldn't dodge at all, and barely closed his hands to try to resist the blow, but found that he was not hit.

"Little bunny, are you crazy?"

Bai Zhiwen flashed to the battlefield at some point, kicked away the vines, looked at the girl in front of him, shook his head, and turned his head to face Chu Huai'an,

"I said what kind of 'demon god' you are, look at what you made for her......"

Chu Huai'an rarely did not refute, just quietly lowered his head and said nothing.

"You're also... Delicious......"

When Bai Zhiwen heard this, he helplessly supported his forehead, turned his head and said, "Eat the little monk, aren't you afraid of the relics and teeth?" ”

Zhou Mingchi saw the little monk who suddenly appeared, his face was stunned, and then he said happily: "You are... What did the Immeasurable Master say? ”

"'Senpai'..."

Bai Zhiwen touched his cheek, glanced at the Son of Heaven, and said thoughtfully,

"Has the handsome face of the little monk gone with the years? I can make people in my seventies and eighties call me senior. ”

As soon as everyone saw the monk who spoke so demonically, they were stunned for a moment, but Jiang Jiuwei's rose vine never stopped, and stabbed at Bai Zhiwen again. Bai Zhiwen flashed sideways over the tip of the flower, stepped on the middle of the vine with one foot, and drew the gap in her attack and warned:

"Little rabbit, won't you regret killing someone?"

Jiang Jiuwei's eyes were unwavering, and he stretched out more flower vines, about to hunt down this monk who was in the way, but he was cut open by a large pile of sword qi.

"Pretty sister... What happened to you? ”

The shepherd who flew in seemed to have seen the horrible corpses at the head of the city, his face was extremely pale, and he resisted the urge to vomit, and said to her,

"You're not such a cruel person!"

Seeing the pastoral resignation in a small dress, Jiang Jiuwei's eyes were a little rippling, but he still didn't get out of his bloodthirsty desire, and once again drove the tentacles to hit his forehead.

Deep in consciousness.

Jiang Jiuwei didn't feel that his consciousness was constantly flickering, sometimes awake, sometimes drowsy, like a boat in a tsunami, the slightest carelessness would completely sink.

When she finally regained her senses, she found that the picture around her turned around, and she returned to the closed room in her childhood memory.

Seeing this place, Jiang Jiuwei's pupils dilated slightly, and he hurriedly ran to the corner and shrunk into a ball, as if he was used to holding his head in his hands, and his body trembled.

In the darkness, a voice came:

"Jiang Jiu, you're still so unproductive!"

Jiang Jiu didn't raise his head and saw the person in front of him clearly.

She has exactly the same appearance as herself, but the expression on her face is mean and vivid, as if she is a drama with superb acting skills, and a cool light flashes between her eyebrows.

The girl leaned over, looked at Jiang Jiuwei in the corner, and said coldly:

"You're really useless..."

Jiang Jiuwei vaguely remembered the name of the person in front of him, was stunned for a while, and said, "Jiang Wei? ”

"Jiang Wei" lowered his head, his eyes were full of disdain, and he said coldly: "You can still recognize me, it seems... It's not like you don't have a brain. ”

"Why did you bring me here? I don't want to..."

"Did I bring you here?"

"Jiang Wei" hooked the chin of the girl in the corner, and his fingers were fierce, pinching her face bones until he let go, and said,

"Haven't you always been like this? No matter what happens, you will only run away.

When I was a child, I was beaten and fled to this kind of small room.

When you grow up, you can't socialize, and you run away from the crowd.

Sister Xin died, and you created me to escape the pain for you.

Until now... You can't control your power, and you have to flee back here! ”

Jiang Jiuwei's eyes were dim when he heard this, and his limbs tightened, as if he was afraid of something.

"Jiang Wei" snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed at her nose, and scolded:

"You don't dare to anything!"

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, "Jiang Wei" lost his temper, immediately grabbed her collar with one hand, and pinched her neck with the other, and asked:

"Tell me, what did you do to find Sister Xin?

You can obviously hang Fang Fengran and let him pay more for you, you can obviously tie up Han Jiang and let him take you to pass the book, you can obviously not save that Tang Wan, you can obviously bring Mu Cixi and let him kill the demon god for you.

What about you? You rely on your self-righteous kindness, when will you be able to find your heart back! ”

After saying this, she threw Jiang Jiuwei against the wall with her hand, punching and kicking with hatred, and her mouth kept stopping:

"You tell me, in this case, what else will you do except shout pain, except to find your heart sister?!"

After a long while, she seemed to be bored with Jiang Jiuwei's submissiveness, her voice became cold, and she said:

"Give me your body.

A coward like you doesn't deserve to see Sister Xin again. ”

Battlefield outside the capital.

Jiang Jiuwei's eyes swelled with clarity in the depths, and the whole person collapsed to the ground weakly, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief, and muttered:

"It's... What's wrong? ”

Seeing the roses and vines hanging down all around, everyone thought that Jiang Jiu had not returned to normal, and their faces were full of joy.

Chu Huai'an ran directly in front of Jiang Jiuwei like guilt, hugged her tightly, and asked in a trembling voice:

"You're okay... Are you alright? ”

Jiang Jiuwei smiled sweetly, raised his head to look at the demon god in front of him, and said softly, "Sister, where is this?" ”

Chu Huai'an was stunned for a moment, thinking that Jiang Jiu had not lost the memory of being deceived by himself, his face was happy, he relaxed his vigilance, and was about to speak, but he felt a sharp pain in his chest.

She lowered her head and looked up in disbelief at the sight of a pair of hands stuck in her heart, still wrapped in rose vines.

The girl with scarlet eyes smiled sweetly and said gently:

"I'm sorry sister, I need you to die."