Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Sixty-eighth bowl of soup (12)

He couldn't remember how long he had been waiting in Wangchuan.

He only vaguely remembered what he wanted, many years ago-as for how many years ago, he didn't remember it. In short, it was too long and too long, and he had no concept of time.

He was a slaughter and didn't put his life in his eyes. Even if he fell into Forgotten River after death, he was still the most cruel of all the evil spirits. Ghosts do not feel fear of death and pain, so he was scarred, but he also swallowed countless souls.

All ghosts are waiting.

When one day, the man walked across the bridge, and he put out his rotting face, went calling, crying, and waking up. But no one can wait, never before.

No one can crawl out of the Wangchuan River. They are troubled by their lives after death, and all their pain has been magnified thousands of times a hundred times, and they can tear your soul violently and softly.

Until one day, the new ghost fell into the river.

When she jumped down, she described it as haggard and bloodstained, but she was clutching a rough lute in her hand.

When the new ghost arrives in Wangchuan, there are only two ways to choose. One is to be swallowed up by the old ghost, and the other is to become a ghost and devour others. There is no exception for ghosts.

But the female ghost just shrank in the mud, shivering, Wan Gui lunged at her, tore off her little flesh, trying to swallow her soul. She stayed there quietly, letting his ghost tear the flesh on her body, and his bare bones protected the pipa tightly.

It wasn't until a ghost wanted to grab her pipa, she showed her fangs, hesitant and firm, in order to protect the rough pipa.

Her eyes moved him, so she had been in Wangchuan for thousands of years, he had protected her, and under his protection, she gradually became firm and calm, sober and not like a ghost in Wangchuan. No matter how long time passed, she never left this pipa and hugged it quietly, but she didn't remember the events of her lifetime at all.

The ghosts in Wangchuan, no one can remember the past.

Later, later.

Naihe Bridge changed its owner, and the great **** Mengpo descended, so the evil spirits in Wangchuan River had a chance to leave.

She was selected.

At that time, she didn't remember anything, just remember to catch her pipa. But when she was summoned by the great **** Meng Po, she secretly took him into it and took him out.

He exhausted all the power of his soul to repair the pipa for her, so that the bones became smooth and white, and the bones became tough and elastic, so that the pipa could play a sound. Then he stayed quietly in the pipa, waiting to swallow more souls and transform himself into a soul. Even without the permission of the Great God Meng Po, he could still regain his freedom.

In the first world, he was in Pipa, watching her marry.

In the second world, he was in Pipa and spent her life with her.

The third world, the fourth world, the fifth world, he is in the pipa.

Look at her.

This person, so much wants to go back, such a soft heart, is not suitable to exist in this world, unless he has his protection.

He couldn't remember anything, except for her, everything else in his mind was blank.

But this man, from beginning to end, never felt affection for him, until the end, he did not even sacrifice himself to let him decide.

Her life's love and hatred, tears, and sighs, are now swallowed in her body by him, including her soul, and have completely become a part of him since then. The withered bones in his arms dried up, and he didn't let go.

The black sky flashed with thunder, and everything in the world seemed to cease to exist. Only this black-gas-ridden youth showed pitch-black eyes. Wherever the black gas went, the palace man fell down. He originally wanted to absorb the souls of these people, but he didn't know why, her face seemed to emerge in front of him, smiling slightly, the corners of his eyebrows, touching and lightly sad.

The emperor and Queen Zhou were completely stunned. Now there are only two of them left in the entire palace. Suddenly they heard the child's tender voice: "Father Queen! Queen Mother!"

Immediately after seeing the two little children running in, they seemed to be frightened by this heavenly vision, causing them to fall while running.

Seeing the young man's eyes slowly turning to the two children stiffly, Empress Zhou immediately let out a stern voice: "No! No!--"

It was a pity that it was too late, and the black air wrapped around the child's neck. As a result, the two children rolled their eyes and made a creaking sound in their throats. The young man tilted his head, as if he didn't understand why life is so fragile. He stretched out his hand and picked up the two children, only to smile at the corners of his mouth.

He doesn't like straightforward killing, he prefers to torture people from body to soul to collapse, and then swallow them. A soul full of resentment and despair is the most delicious.

But no one can be more beautiful than her soul.

Even in Wangchuan for thousands of years, it is still clean, stained with sorrow and sigh, and still remains pure.

Such a person is not suitable for being in Wangchuan, nor is it suitable for being in the world. She was so soft-hearted that she couldn't hurt anyone, so she was the only one who died.

He had never seen that person clearly. She was alive and dead with great pain, and her uncontrollable fate made her infinitely close to self-disgust and self-rejection. If the eldest prince did not die, she would not exist for long.

It is the man in front of her that has controlled her life's love, hatred, sorrow and joy, let her tears flow for this, let her wait all her life, let her finally choose to let go.

People who are too greedy often won't end well. So the black air wrapped around the emperor's limbs, and the young man asked Queen Zhou: "Choose one of the two, who do you want to live?"

Queen Zhou suddenly widened her eyes! She looked at the emperor, then at the two children, and kept shaking her head: "No...no! I don't choose! I don't choose!"

With a click, the emperor's dragon robe was stained with blood, and he had lost a leg.

Empress Zhou hesitated for another second, and the emperor lost another arm.

Until Queen Zhou cried and shouted: "I choose! I choose!"

"I, I... I choose..." Her eyes moved between the emperor and the child, and finally gritted her teeth, "I choose the sage!"

Hearing this, the young man suddenly chuckled and said mockingly to Queen Zhou, "Really?"

The black gas instantly permeated, and the emperor let out a terrifying howl, struggling in the black gas, and finally disappeared completely, and a cloud of white light seemed to flee, but he was still entangled by the black gas, a little bit. One point, was swallowed up and clean.

Empress Zhou screamed: "I have chosen the sage! I have chosen the sage!"

The young man smiled and asked her: "Oh, what then?"

He looked at the two children in his hands as if playing, "Come on, these two children, which one do you want?"

Empress Zhou took a sigh of relief and was initially flustered. The appearance of the youth made her frightened and terrified. She saw with her own eyes that the beloved person was swallowed and there was not even a bone scum left, and her psychological defense line had collapsed. Both children were crying loudly. Queen Zhou remembered that she had chosen the sage before, but the young man destroyed it, so, so...

If the second prince is still there, then he can become emperor in the future, and if he is lucky enough to survive, he will still be the queen mother. So... she gritted her teeth: "Daughter!"

The young man's smiling eyes seemed to see through her, and easily played with the heart between his palms, "As you wish."

The little child just whimpered, and was instantly broken down into countless pieces by the black energy, and disappeared behind Zhou Huang.

"There is one left, what can I do?" The young man seemed to be very distressed, and he asked Queen Zhou, "Look, I said that there is no such thing in the world that I feel the same, but now you can understand her pain?" It's a pity that it is too short Now, it should take this woman to suffer for a thousand and ten thousand years before it can be worth the torture of that woman in Wangchuan.

"No, no, no, no—" Empress Zhou scrambled her hair, yelled sharply, and rushed at the young man desperately, but the black air quickly penetrated her brain, and finally she fell to the ground with staring eyes. Death, the soul did not escape the fate of being swallowed.

The young man carefully savored the taste of the queen's soul next week, and made an expression of nausea, "It's really unpalatable."

It was fishy and smelly, and it was disgusting.

The black-eyed little girl was already terrified. She stared wide-eyed and watched her parents dying tragically in front of her. Then she shivered and looked at the black-eyed youth. The little child was frightened stupidly. Silly, speechless, only knowing to shed tears.

The eyes are very beautiful, black and white, and the child's unique cleanness and innocence are contained in it. The young man is a little surprised, but it is only because he thought of Yin Sunu.

Clean, after being forced to be dyed black, I tried hard to wash it away, but all this was in vain.

He let go and let the little girl fall to the ground. The little girl struggled a few times on the ground, but she was so scared that she couldn't even run, not to mention running. The young man didn't give her a pitiful look any more, but instead hugged the dead bones and wrung all the emperor's bones on the ground into powder with black energy.

He took two steps, then turned around, picked up the gorgeous imperial concubine costume, carefully wrapped the dead bones, and then walked out.

Outside, there was still a dark color, lightning and thunder, and a vision from the sky. No one knew whether this was a punishment from the heavens on the people and common people of this country. Wherever young people go, the living will die.

But it was just dead. He took all his souls as fireworks and let go, lowered his head and asked the silent bones in his arms: "Does it look good?"

At the bottom of the Forget River, the muddy flesh, the remnant souls of bones, everything is darkness, everything is nothingness, but she is the only color.

Just let this world go with you, the good, the bad, the clean, the dirty, and eventually all go to extinction. This is the only evidence that you exist between the heaven and the earth.

The young man raised his hand, and the black energy gradually formed a huge cloud of thunder and lightning in the air. He watched the mortals running and crying with cold eyes, his fingers were raised slightly, but a voice came tactfully.

"enough."