The cold wind blows, and the heart is sad.

Wei Chong knew that no matter what he said, Du Xiaowu would not believe it, but looking at Yiren, he still had illusions, and stretched out his hand and said: "Xiao Wu, Kill Wujie is no longer the person you are familiar with, come with me, okay?"

"You don't have me in your heart at all!" Du Xiaowu hid her face and cried, but no tears flowed, when she said this, she was so disgusted that she wanted to vomit, although Wei Chong lied to her, she always cared about her, and she used deception to hypnotize herself, in order to blackmail Wei Chong to ask for the power of the flesh ghost, which was even more unbearable.

If it weren't for Wei Chong's affection for her, how could he be subject to such a small trick?

Du Xiaowu thinks that she has no change in her infatuation with killing Wujie, and she thinks that her love is holy and immaculate, and now everything she does is insulting her feelings, and she even feels that she is not worthy of love at all.

Even if Du Xiaowu will misunderstand, Wei Chong will never let Du Xiaowu be hurt, his heart flashed, and he said ruthlessly: "Xiao Wu, I will never lie to you again, the heart of the meat ghost is very dangerous, when I refine it and give it to you, you will believe me this time, okay?"

Du Xiaowu lowered his head and was silent, his body trembled slightly, Wei Chong saw it in his eyes, understood it, and said with a wry smile: "It's me who is stupid, I can't get the power of the meat ghost, and I will blame you for killing Wujie." Immediately shouted loudly: "Kill Wujie, you get out of here!"

With this shout, all the killers appeared in unison, their eyes were cold, and they walked to Du Xiaowu's side in two steps, glaring at Wei Chong.

No one spoke, so he had no choice but to speak: "Wei Chong, you don't want to deceive Xiao Wu, if you put the heart of the meat ghost into the Immortal Ding, you can seal it and give it to Xiao Wu, but you don't, it can be seen that your love for Xiao Wu is fake at all." ”

Du Xiaowu asked in a low voice, "Is that so?"

Wei Chong's heart ached, Du Xiaowu sang and harmonized with Kill Wujie, just to calculate him, he was dizzy before, and promised to take the power of the meat ghost to Du Xiaowu, but at this moment, seeing Du Xiaowu and Kill Wujie join forces, he was jealous in his heart, and he was rushed by the vinegar, only to remember how important the power of the meat ghost is, how can it be handed over to the Ghost Killing Gang?

Glancing at it, the ghosts and sorrows were scattered, in case Wei Chong escaped, and for the time being, only let the killing of Wujie negotiate, Wei Chong grabbed his right hand fiercely, grabbed out the Netherworld Broom, watched out for the surroundings, and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, since you only listen to the killing of Wujie, why should I explain to you, if you want the power of the flesh ghost, unless you dig out my heart, don't think about it." ”

As soon as they heard this, all the killers quickly dispersed, and they all took out the ghost weapons, even if the flesh ghost heart was not refined, they might also help Wei Chong, so they had to be careful.

At this moment, the yellow-robed Taoist regretted it, he knew that this was the case, he should have slaughtered Wei Chong before, but fortunately, it was not too late now, the eight directions were besieged, and it was difficult for Wei Chong to fly.

The yellow-robed Taoist thought about glaring at Kill Wujie and used Du Xiaowu's plan, but Kill Wujie put it forward, and now there is a change, if Wei Chong is allowed to escape, all the sins will be borne by Kill Wujie.

Killing Wujie felt the killing intent, his heart trembled, and with a flash of inspiration, he grabbed Du Xiaowu's neck and said coldly: "Wei Chong, if you don't hand over the power of the flesh ghost, I will let Xiao Wu disappear." ”

Wei Chong was looking for a way to escape for his life, and when he heard this, he said angrily: "Kill Wujie, what did you take Xiao Wu for?"

Kill Wujie slightly forced, and Du Xiaowu's face was distorted in pain, but she didn't say a word, only heard Kill Wujie say: "Wei Chong, don't think I don't dare, for the power of the meat ghost, sacrifice a female ghost, what's the matter?"

The words were simple, but the words were like knives, stabbing Du Xiaowu's heart, Du Xiaowu's body trembled, her eyes were empty, she never expected that in her unsuspecting heart, she was not as good as dust.

When love is low to the dust, is it still love?

Seeing Du Xiaowu's sad face, Wei Chong was very happy, and stretched out his hand again and said, "Xiao Wu, come with me, killing Wujie is a scumbag, he is not worth your effort." ”

Du Xiaowu raised his head slightly, looked at Wei Chong, his heart was dripping blood, but he said, "This is my choice, it has nothing to do with you." ”

Kill Wujie frowned, and secretly said: "Xiao Wu, only how wronged you are, don't say that, just say that you have changed your mind, let Wei Chong save you quickly." ”

Du Xiaowu lowered his head and whispered, "I...... I can't do it, I really can't do it, I'm in your heart, what is it?"

Killing Wujie's eyes showed murderous intent, and he said coldly: "Du Xiaowu, you slut, you don't abide by women's morals, and now you still want to be my wife, it's ridiculous!"

"You ......" Du Xiaowu's heart was suddenly shattered, no wonder Kill Wujie has always been cold to her, it turns out that this is the truth of Kill Wujie, it turns out that Kill Wujie has always treated her as a broken flower and a willow.

As soon as Kill Wujie's hand was loosened, Du Xiaowu fell to the ground, paralyzed, and Kill Wujie stepped on his back with one foot, and said with a sneer: "Wei Chong, don't test my patience!"

Wei Chong's eyes rolled, and he suddenly sighed, and said with a wry smile: "Kill Wujie, you won, okay, I'll give you the heart of the flesh ghost, and please don't hurt Xiao Wu again, she only has you in her heart, please don't let her do this kind of thing again." ”

Killing Wujie is not nonsense: "Bring it!"

Wei Chong raised his right hand, and was about to take out the heart of the meat ghost from the immortal ding, but when he heard a snap, a loud slap, he knocked Kill Wujie to the ground, and Kill Wujie fell to the ground, covering his cheeks, without any temper, just because the person who beat him was none other than Dao Hongdie.

The knife red butterfly is picturesque, but it is as cold as ice, and he doesn't look at the killing without a ring, he only pulls Du Xiaowu up from the ground and whispers: "Xiaowu, no matter what, don't wronged yourself." ”

Du Xiaowu couldn't pretend anymore, threw herself into Dao Hongdie's arms, cried loudly, Dao Hongdie patted her shoulder, turned around suddenly, and disappeared with Du Xiaowu.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wei Chong quietly resisted the wind and stepped towards the Ghost Killing Palace, he had already seen that he was blocked by the ghost weapons of the Eight Directions, and he didn't know the way, so he wanted to escape from the sky, but if he entered the Ghost Killing Hall and broke into front of Feng Huangquan, with his bet with Feng Huang Quan, he might have a chance to live.

Seeing Wei Chong hurriedly fleeing into the Ghost Killing Palace, the killers were stunned, and immediately laughed out loud, they were afraid that Wei Chong would escape, but they didn't expect Wei Chong to join Weng by himself.

Rushing in from the skull's mouth, Wei Chong was stunned, but when he saw that there was a black wall, the wall was smooth, and there was no other way, he reached out and touched it, and the wall made a thunderous sound, shaking his hand open, almost dislocating him.

The yellow-robed Taoist chased in and sneered: "Wei Chong, even if you insert ten pairs of wings this time, you won't be able to escape!"

All the killers arrived and blocked the door, Wei Chong wanted to rush over, it was impossible, but the wall behind him, obviously only the ghost killing saints could pass, catching turtles in the urn was the most fun, but if he was the turtle, there would only be sadness.

Wei Chong rolled his eyes and shouted loudly: "Feng Huangquan, you get out of here!"

The yellow-robed Taoist smiled and said: "Wei Chong, don't shout, if you shout in your throat, the Holy Monarch can't hear it, the place where the Holy Monarch retreats is not in this Ghost Killing Palace." ”

Suddenly, a dull voice came: "Who said I couldn't hear?"