"Hehe, hahaha!" Wei Ziyue suddenly laughed wildly, looking at Guo Shuyi's corpse a little crazy.

A tear fell, and he stuck out his tongue and licked it, it was salty.

There seemed to be a piece missing in his heart, Wei Ziyue covered his chest a little uncomfortably, this feeling was a little strange, and he was a little at a loss.

Forcibly suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Wei Ziyue stepped forward, took out a coffin covered with formation patterns, and put Guo Shuyi in it.

Immediately, he squeezed a drop of his heart's blood, dripped it into Guo Shuyi's forehead, and began to dance with both hands, reciting the mental method.

Zhi Yao kept standing next to her, looking at her numbly.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that the blood in his heart was completely integrated into Guo Shuyi's corpse.

"Poof. Losing a drop of blood, Wei Zi spit out a mouthful of blood more violently, and his expression was a little gloomy.

Why is it that you don't feel happy at all when you see that the ceremony is about to be successful?

Wei Ziyue stepped forward to cover the lid of the coffin, and then drew countless arrays on it, and finally pasted a few pieces of rune paper.

When everything was taken care of, we came to a crypt in the forest. In recent years, he has found an extremely suitable place to raise corpses, and he has also set up a large array for raising corpses.

After putting the coffin into the ground dozens of zhang deep, Wei Ziyue began the last step, and the spell officially began to raise the corpse.

I saw him sit down cross-legged, take out the jade flute, and start playing.

As the music sounded, Zhi Yao suddenly had a headache, and she felt a burst of force pulling her and wanted to take her away.

Zhi Yao tried her best to resist, but her body gradually distorted, and finally disappeared.

......

Deep underneath the Forest of Death

Zhi Yao opened her eyes with difficulty, looking at the wall in front of her a little dazed, she had not yet come out of the previous dream.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that all the memories came back, and Zhiyao touched her forehead, and there was a big hole on it, and blood flowed down from her forehead.

Zhi Yao struggled to stand up, stood up, and saw that she had hit her head on a coffin before, and blood stained it.

"This?" Zhi Yao looked at the coffin and took a step back, wasn't this the coffin that Wei Ziyue placed Guo Shuyi before?

At this time, the coffin had already been opened, and the lid had flown to the side.

Zhi Yao took a closer look, and sure enough, there was nothing empty, and Guo Shuyi's body had long since disappeared.

Thinking of what Wei Ziyue did in the dream, Zhi Yao's heart ached, and she curled up a little uncomfortably.

These feelings actually affected her.

If she is not mistaken, Wei Ziyue used the Nine Nether Fire in the end, and Guo Shuyi was burned by it and died of pain.

To use such vicious means against a mortal, he is a beast, a pervert.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, and Zhi Yao suddenly understood what was happening right now, but she didn't expect that she had encountered it.

In the original text, the heroine came to the Chaos Demon Sea at the peak of Qi training, and when she was practicing in the Forest of Death, the entire forest suddenly overturned and broke out of a drought.

Yes, it's the drought that droughts everywhere you go.

And the heroine harvested a Nine Nether Fire in this accident, which became a big killer for her in the future, and finally built the foundation directly.

Presumably, the Nine Nether Flames were the one Wei Ziyue had back then.

And that drought is Guo Shuyi, who was buried deep underground.

Thinking of this result, Zhi Yao was a little uncomfortable, she personally experienced Guo Shuyi's deeper love for Wei Ziyue, and did not hesitate to betray the family for him, but she didn't expect to end up like this.