Lu Zhengyue sent his sister back to the General's Mansion.

He hurried back to the infirmary again, and he had to keep watch at all times, otherwise the desperate people would be far more terrible than the plague.

Lu Chaochao lay on the bed, and the light of the cremation of the corpse illuminated half of the sky.

But it still can't be burned, and it can't be burned at all.

"Don't be afraid, Sister A-Ning will accompany you." After Wen Ning washed Chaochao, he patted Chaochao's stomach and sang a lullaby softly.

Lu Chaochao was a little tired today, and soon his eyelids were fighting and he fell into a deep sleep.

Late at night, everything is silent.

Lu Chaochao opened his eyes suddenly, there was an evil aura, and ......

A mottled and cluttered aura of the gods.

She glanced at Sister A-Ning, and secretly crossed a touch of aura to protect Sister Wen Ning's body.

Then the little one rolls out of bed with both hands and feet.

Opening the door, she wore her underwear and ran out with small steps.

The night of the deserted city was silent and a little infiltrating.

Lu Chaochao was small in size and had an aura around him, so he didn't alarm anyone.

She followed the residual breath and searched for it, and sure enough......

And he saw the figure of the wicked.

"The Soul Returns......

"The soul returns...... he has sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his appearance is excellent, his eyes are in a trance, and he has no senses.

He took three steps and bowed his head, and whispered in his mouth the return of the soul. Every time you kowtow, the black mist on your body will become a little thicker.

The aura of incense on his body became more and more dim.

He had lost his mind after years of searching.

About to descend into infinite darkness.

"Didn't you find someone? The obsession is gone, why don't you go home yet? Lu Chaochao followed him.

"Did you cause the plague? They have the incense of the gods on them, and they anger the gods. Lu Chaochao affirmed.

Lu Chaochao followed step by step, watching him kowtow in three steps, expressing his most sincere sincerity to the heavens.

watched him and walked outside the dungeon.

Lu Chaochao's eyelids jumped.

I don't know when, the wind swept up the sky and sand, and Lu Chaochao could barely see everything in front of him.

She was blown back by the wind, struggling to stand still.

"What are you going to do?" Lu Chaochao muttered in a low voice.

Watch as the evil man lifts his feet off the ground, floating in mid-air, standing in the middle of the storm.

"Whoever insults her dungeon, die."

"This is the world she has worked so hard to save, and her bones are left to sacrifice to the mountains and rivers. Why did you do this to her? ”

"Why disturb her undead?" In the wind, he whispered softly, his eyes red.

"Damn, all damn ......"

"Is this terrible world worth everything she has to give?"

"Heaven is unfair, heaven is unfair, heaven is unfair, heaven is unfair......"

"I want to deify demons...... Fall into the Boundless ...... Hell. Tear down this unjust ......"

Lu Chaochao was stunned.

"Hiss......" Lu Chaochao exclaimed suddenly. I felt that my chest was very hot, and the little guy screamed and took out the spirit record from his arms.

"It's so hot, it's hot, why is the spirit record so hot!" Lu Chaochao screamed.

I saw that the gods recorded the wind automatically, and they quickly flipped to the night when the god of war returned.

The god of war flickered wildly, and began to fill with a large black fog.

There was an intermittent picture on it.

I saw a man in silver armor and a sharp sword in his hand, looking down on the world condescendingly.

His soul escaped from the divine realm, breaking all pride.

Three steps and one kowtow, his head slammed heavily on the ground, and he said as he walked: "Master, the soul has returned......

"Master, the disciple is here to weave your soul."

"Master, it's time to go home."

After Lu Chaochao's sacrifice, soul fragments were scattered all over the Three Realms, and even she couldn't tell how many pieces there were.

But he kowtowed in three steps, weaving his soul step by step, and found the broken remnant soul little by little.

A day, a year, a decade, a hundred years......

I don't know how long it has been.

Until, the divine soul began to be lost in the Three Realms. He forgot his name, forgot his past, and became an evil that everyone in the mortal world feared.

He only remembers his mission.

Weaving the soul, weaving the soul......

The Soul Returns......

Lu Chaochao looked up at the sky sharply.

The little guy's eyes were red, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and he stubbornly refused to fall.

"Star Return!" A terrible cry interrupts the evil whispers.

Lu Chaochao pointed at Xinghui, gasping for breath.

The wind ruffled her tugging, her hair blocking her eyes, and the star turned back and looked up at her.

Look straight into her eyes.

Lu Chaochao's lips trembled slightly, his eyes were red, and his voice trembled: "Xinghui...... Come here. ”

The Star Return God of War, who has already half-stepped into the demon, has a moment of sobriety.

She didn't even recognize her disciple!

She's so stupid.

In her memory, Xinghui is a hearty young man who loves to laugh and uphold justice.

A child who always wants to go to the end of the world with a sword, and wants to get rid of the evil in the world and return peace to the world.

Can ...... now

Surrounded by demonic energy, lost in thousands of years of prayer.

Xinghui hung high in the air, quietly staring at her.

"If you don't come, I'll ignore you!" Lu Chaochao puffed out his mouth and looked at him with a soft hum.

"If you don't come again, I'm going to tell the believers about your troubles?"

"Hmph, the god of war in the god realm, dig a hole for my spirit melon, eat the spirit melon with a spoon, and pee into it. caused me to cut open the spirit gourd and was splashed with urine. Lu Chaochao snorted and said.

The evil in mid-air slammed into the air.

With a slight movement, he stood in front of her.

He looked at Lu Chaochao fixedly, his confused eyes looked at her blankly, and his lips opened slightly......

"Don't be a fallen god!"

Once a god rebels from the divine realm and becomes a fallen god, he will be hunted down by the entire divine realm.

"Don't be afraid, I'm back. Never leave. Lu Chaochao lightly touched his soul.

The soul is already extremely weak, the divine personality is unstable, and half of the foot has become an evil spirit.

At this moment, the sky is getting brighter.

Lu Chaochao found the jade bottle from the space and included the soul of Xinghui in it.

She looked up at the deserted city.

At this moment, the deserted city is brightly lit, and the noise can be heard from afar.

Lu Chaochao hurried back to the deserted city.

Outside the gate of the General's Mansion, hundreds of people gathered in the dark pressure, many of whom were covered with terrible red spots, and looked crazy and desperate.

"General Lu, you lied to us!"

"We're hopeless, we can't get out!!" The crowd roared in heart-rending rage.

Lu Zhengyue stood at the door with an awe-inspiring expression: "Your Majesty has sent a team of imperial doctors to the deserted city, and will never give up a single person!" Everyone believes in the imperial court and your majesty! ”

"It's all fake, it's all fake. Are you still going to lie to us? ”

"The Imperial Doctors are helpless, they don't have an antidote at all! There are countless casualties in the city, and they can't be controlled, they can't be controlled! You lied to us, Your Majesty has given up the deserted city! Your Majesty has ordered the slaughter of the city!! ”

Hope was shattered in the eyes of the people, and nothing but despair remained.

"If the plague gets out of control, slaughter the city."

"We're going out! We can't sit still, there are so many of us, can't we rush out of the deserted city? ”