I was raised by the villain

Chapter 572 Snow of the Styx (49)

"Lord Lonely, Lord Lonely, you are finally back!"

Gong Mo, who was busy in the world, looked at the people in black with flattering faces, and frowned: "What's wrong?"

In order to get in touch with Styx, Gong Mo went alone to the extreme north where the whereabouts would not be revealed and it snowed all the year round. She sacrificed her Nether clan blood to Ice Dragon in exchange for the chance to send a message. The Netherworld connection.

Of course, as a price, he needs to protect the treasure guarded by the ice dragon, but it is also the first time he knows that what the ice dragon guards is not the Ice Dragon Spring that is said to be worth a thousand gold, but the Ice Crystal Tree not far from the Ice Dragon Spring.

The ice crystal tree is bare, without any branches and leaves, and under the baptism of the snowstorm, it is alone and without companions all year round.

After sending the message with great difficulty and rushing back, he found that the black fog in Wangcheng was getting thicker and thicker, and it even reached the point where he couldn't control it.

The man in black said ecstatically, "His Royal Highness Si made a big mistake earlier. In a rage, Her Majesty the Queen approved my experimental plan of pressing the bottom of the box. Now it has entered the second stage."

Gong Mo felt that the blood in her whole body was coagulating: "What did you say?!!"

The man in black was a little strange: "What's the matter, my lord, weren't you very keen on developing this unknown crazy possibility before, but you just let His Highness Si mate with dozens of dead souls, maybe you can really give birth to the legendary Where's the Son of Light—"

"boom!!!!"

The body of the man in black was blown away as lightly as a cicada's wings, accompanied by the blood splattered everywhere. When he fell to the ground, he finally failed to react, and a terrifying and heavy feeling rose from the bottom of his heart. A sense of coercion.

"Who told you to touch her! Who told you to do that experiment!!!"

"Do you fucking want to die, don't you!! How many times have I said that without my consent, no one can conduct other experiments privately!!!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Gong Mo punched down, her eyes were red and bloodthirsty, and the teeth seemed to have been worn out with blood marks.

When he punched him for the last time, he stomped hard on him as if venting his anger, almost breaking the heart of the man in black.

He rushed into the laboratory quickly, kicked open the door of the laboratory, directly mobilized his dark spiritual power regardless, issued summon commands to all the undead, and then rushed in.

When he saw the girl lying on the black canopy bed like a walking dead and lost her soul, he almost fainted.

There are still three or four undead on her body who are unwilling to disperse. The human race can't see the specific scene, but Gong Mo can see it clearly.

Before his brain had time to think, he had already rushed forward, and a long gash was cut in his left hand from arm to wrist. Without hesitation, he directly used his blood of the underworld, and strangled the creature alive. The souls of a few haunted-looking undead.

Si was lying there naked and bloody like a broken rag doll. She seemed to have lost consciousness, but rather than losing consciousness, it was better to say that she had closed the world.

Gong Mo knelt and crawled to her side, wrapped her tightly with his coat, he held her in his arms trembling all over, his fingertips were still trembling.

Suddenly, he lowered his head and rested his head on her scarred shoulder, he arched his back, his blood was still flowing from the long cut on his left hand, and he didn't care at all about his hard thinking. The concealed dark spiritual power kept drifting away, because his whole body had entered a state of near death.

Gong Mo realized in a trance that she already loved her so much.

He loves her so much that even if she is broken physically and mentally, he can't wait to give up everything he has, just to repair one of her thousands of cracks.

He slowly held up a strand of her extremely dim silver thread, and suddenly, like a child, he passed the hair to the tip of his nose, trying to smell the smell of the past.

Sniffing and sniffing, his body convulsed, tears gushed out, and he couldn't help crying loudly.

Si...Si...

It was he who was sorry for her, it was his fault, he was wrong, wrong...

However, even if he lost his humble life and killed the souls of all the people who had hurt her, he would not be able to restore the soul of the truly pure, kind and strong girl that is unique in this world...

But what else can he do now, what can he do...

Gong Mo forced herself to calm down and start to think about the problem.

Yes, he must save her life first, she must survive, must! ! !

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After Gong Qiang took Xuesi, whose physical condition had stabilized, back to live in a small wooden house in the deep mountains, she left her daughter behind and rushed to the city to inquire about her husband and other news.

After sitting quietly in the room for a while, Xuesi got up silently, put on her coat, and went out.

This time, she was no longer as reckless as before, but stood quietly on the outskirts of the human town and watched for a long time.

She also saw a steady stream of black clouds rolling like snowballs above the royal city.

She was wearing a thin black long dress, her long hair hanging down to her waist, a black gauze hat, and holding a black umbrella, she walked in quietly.

And when she took the first step, her toes became transparent, and when she took the first step, her whole body became one with the air.

She walked quietly towards the palace.With every step she took, she could feel all kinds of things seemed to be hiding in the dark and ready to move.

She clearly saw every dusk, every dark cloud, the mixed spiritual power of light and dark, the constantly magnified darkness and despair in people's hearts, fear, sadness, madness...

She finally walked into the palace, quietly looking at the man sitting on the piano bench in the middle of the hall.

He was wearing a large black cloak and a mask, so no one could see his face clearly.

Sitting next to him was a well-dressed silver-haired woman in white. Her lower abdomen was slightly bulging, and she rested peacefully on his shoulder. Her eyes were closed, and she looked very peaceful.

He suddenly uttered, in this hall without anyone: "The Netherworld are born with rhythm, and they are very familiar with any musical instrument, except for the piano whose score has been lost for a long time."

"The incomparably respectful future Miss Patriarch, if you can meet my fiancée, please take a word for me."

"Please don't wait for him anymore, he has nothing to do with her in any way."

After finishing speaking, Gong Mo took off his cloak, hat and mask, revealing a young and handsome face that was very inconsistent with his words and deeds. He raised his fingertips and began to play slowly on the keys.

Xuesi looked straight into the depths of his body, looked at the black air mass that was constantly expanding and growing, and saw his despair, heartbreak, deep sorrow and... happiness.

For such a person, even if he is purified, it is still a kind of pain for him.

　This world is a little longer, please be patient and write more articles! This weekend is over! The next world will return to reality (狗头) I was too busy a while ago, and I often update naked in the middle of the night, I am really sorry! The new article is coming soon, everyone look forward to it~
　　
　
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