Chapter 203
Chapter 203
Wait until the soul of the director of the Demon Suppression Division is hooked away.
Only then did two figures, one black and one white, appear sneakily.
Take a closer look.
Isn't it the two goods of black impermanence and white impermanence?
Hua Wujue squatted down and hugged Meng Xiaoying, the surging black qi was dissipating, and the crack in his chest was also closing.
But if you don't have a heart, you can never have it.
Black Impermanence poked Bai Impermanence and motioned to the other party with his eyes.
Bai Wuchang immediately understood, and then leaned forward and said, "It's great that
Lord Emperor Jun found Meng Po so quickly!" Hei Wuchang also nodded again and again: "As soon as Lord Meng Po returns, the Ten Palaces of Yama, the Ghost Emperor of the Four Directions, and the adults can all come back, and the revival of the underworld is just around the corner!"
Hua Wujue said lightly: "What's the matter."
He saw through the impermanence of black and white at a glance, ghostly, sneaky, and at first glance, he was doing something wrong.
Black and white impermanence is a little embarrassing.
"That's... Lord Emperor, we were idle, and we went into the crack that led to the outside of the territory, and originally wanted to get some information for the underworld.
"As a result, I was inexplicably wanted by the lord there, and I still have a mark on my body, so as not to cause trouble to the underworld, we came to you..."
The
embarrassment on the face of black and white impermanence was clearly visible.
But it was quickly added.
"Emperor, we didn't just get into trouble and came to you for refuge.
"We got a very important piece of information.
When Black and White Impermanence said this, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.
"Not all of the people we heard there are weird, it's just that the characters in important positions are all weird, and there are still Terrans with a large base. "
There's something interesting about that.
However, black and white impermanence can come back from outside the territory, and it can be regarded as capable.
Even if you are wanted, it is not a big deal.
And don't look at who the master behind them is.
It's simply the hardest backstage of the wilderness.
However, most people are not aware of this now.
Even the extraterritorials did not realize this.
is also the Tongtian Sect Master, who is beating his chest and stumbling for not confirming Hua Wuji's identity last time, depressed.
That's the only one who has killed the Great Emperor outside the territory!
Hua Wujue waved his hand and thought for a moment: "You gather these dead ghost wolves first and enlighten your wisdom, I will be useful." Black
and white impermanence looked at the dead ghost wolf pack.
"Okay Emperor!" The
senior backbone members of the two prefectures did not have any pretension at all, and went to work in a hurry.
For them.
As long as you can follow Hua Wujue's side, there is a great sense of sufficiency.
Meanwhile.
Meng Xiaoying also gradually woke up.
When she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Hua Wujue's side face.
Beautiful eyes widened slightly: "It's you... Why are you still here, scholar?"
but suddenly, she remembered something more important: "What about them?"
and soon he saw the wolf demons lying in a pool of blood.
The angry wolf king didn't take his last breath.
"No... No... No, it won't.
Meng Xiaoying muttered in a low voice, two strings of crystal tears flowing from the corners of her eyes.
How she wished it was just a dream.
How she wished, it was just a nightmare for her.
The wolf demon pack is fine.
Only she herself died.
Why isn't that the case
? Why do people who are good to themselves end up in such a fate
? Why?
This is not true....
Hua Wujue shook his head: "No, it's true.
Meng Xiaoying raised her head as if she was shocked, and her heart was actually heard by the other party.
"These wolf demons are dead. Hua Wujue paused, and then added, "Die because of you." This
can be described as murderous.
Meng Xiaoying felt a pain in her heart and covered her chest, but she couldn't feel any heartbeat.
Because she doesn't have a heart.
When did she start discovering that she didn't have a heart?
That time, a Taoist priest came to kill her, and the wolf demons went out to forage for food, and only a few were old, weak, sick and disabled.
In order not to be involved, Meng Xiaoying ran out alone.
Naturally, the result was to be caught up.
The Taoist priest pierced her chest with a sword, and in a pool of blood, Meng Xiaoying fainted.
Wait until she wakes up again.
The Taoist priest had already died next to him with a frightened expression, and the whole person was like a dried corpse, and there was no trace of anyone in sight.
Meng Xiaoying was taken aback.
But suddenly I saw that my chest was actually an empty gap.
There was nothing in it.
I don't have a heart....
When she realized this, her face quickly turned pale.
No heart... She
stumbled to her feet and staggered towards the dilapidated temple where she had landed.
On the way, she happened to meet a group of demon wolves who came to find her.
The Demon Wolf King saw the injury, and there was humanized sadness in his eyes.
It carried Meng Xiaoying back.
In the process.
Her chest had returned to its original state, not even a single wound remained, except for the blood stains on her clothes.
Back to the village.
The village was singing and dancing, and what kind of feast was opened after a long time.
It's even more lively than the New Year!
It turned out to be to celebrate the killing of the Evil Star.
Some people in the village saw the returning demon wolves in a drunken haze.
Immediately he woke up in fright, kept shouting that there was a ghost, and then ran back to the middle of the village.
Soon the whole village knew.
The expression on everyone's face was ugly, and it was hard to see that it was going to drip water.
Almost everyone's face is almost written on it.
Why are you still alive?
Meng Xiaoying was expressionless all the time, and the demon wolves walked by like this.
The two are like strangers.
One girl tugged at her mother's sleeve.
"Why is that sister always expressionless?" the
girl's mother replied.
The villagers next to them also fell silent.
Meng
Xiaoying walked in front of the villagers one by one, and her face as cold as frost was fixed on her face.
She had screamed, but gradually she couldn't make a sound.
She used to cry, but gradually she stopped crying.
She used to be sad, but gradually she was able to bear everything.
And now.
She came back from death, a man without a heart.
She was left with no expression left, her gaze was as firm as a rock, and there was only indifference left in her heart.
Finally.
She figured it out.
She and these villagers are irrelevant passers-by after all.
She is a villager without a heart, how can a villager with a heart accept a monster without a heart.
The sword stabbed through the chest.
The coldness of that moment is not as good as the loss at this moment.
Cold as frost.
The mask of hypocrisy is always ruined.
Come, then, and let us put on this mask of hypocrisy.
It doesn't matter anymore.
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