don't touch my ghost

"not worth it"

"not worth it"

"not worth it"

The desperate and desolate voice of Empress Nuwa filled with endless compassion lingered in Zhang Han's ears, like a magic spell, which made him have a splitting headache.

Those memories of Ji Kai, those doubts, those distrusts, and those hesitations that came back from Ji Kai's body were nailed into his already chaotic mind like steel nails.

He only felt that everything in front of him became more and more blurred, and gradually there was only a layer of red blood mist lingering. In the blood mist, Ji Kai's face gradually turned into two people.

The him in the previous life and the him in the previous life, although their appearances were different, both had the same indifferent expression, staring at Zhang Han with cold eyes, speaking indifferently and alienated, but what they said was still the old pledge of love.

"Where you go, I will go."

"We went to Jiuquan to herd sheep and horses and spend the rest of our lives together."

The warmth and sweetness in the past was said by that person with such an expression and such a tone, Zhang Han only felt that the pain that he had never experienced before his death twice swept towards him in an instant.

But even the pain of tearing apart the soul, and the pain of the arrow piercing through the heart and burning the body, are not enough to relieve the pain in the center of his brain at the moment.

The pain of being suspected by a lover.

"It's not worth it!" Zhang Han suddenly let out a painful roar, the black dark power around him surged like a storm in a tsunami, and even Hades had to stagger back a few steps enduring the pain of devouring his soul.

Xuanmeng watched helplessly as the dark energy around Zhang Han gradually condensed into the shape of arrows, all pointing at the unconscious Ji Kai lying on the ground!

But Zhang Han's eyes were not clear except for the red madness.

Yan Wang, who was struggling to stand aside, showed a twisted and ferocious smile of triumph.

Xuanmeng finally understood the reason why King Hades woke up but kept secret, just hiding behind the scenes.

Why are those ghosts able to hold Zhang Han's mother madly under the supervision of Bai Ding and other judges, and make troubles in the underworld? Of course, Song Chuan, whose spiritual power is comparable to Cang Lin, can't do it.

All of this is the conspiracy of Hades.

It was he who spread the news that Zhang Han's soul was an ancient spirit, it was he who misled Song Chuan to collect Zhang Han's soul, and it was he who allowed Song Chuan and the others to use Zhang Han's mother.

He asked Ji Kai to take the soul, he just wanted the two souls to return to Zhang Han's body at the same time after Ji Kai was seriously injured.

Although he didn't know what kind of memory was in that soul, which caused Zhang Han to misunderstand, but Xuanmeng knew that Hades wanted them to kill each other!

For thousands of years, the three of them were created by the Nuwa Empress, and they were called brothers and sisters in the human world according to the Empress' wishes. After entering the underworld, they each performed their duties and guarded the place together day after day.

The person who knows Zhang Han best, besides Xuanmeng, is Hades.

He understands Zhang Han, just like a real elder brother understands his younger brother.

He knows all his weaknesses, even though he is already so strong, the two weaknesses in his heart that can never be overcome, except for Ji Kai, is the death of Empress Nuwa...

This is him, all demons.

Xuanmeng finally figured everything out, but at this time Zhang Han was already deeply trapped in a demon and couldn't extricate himself, she knew that it was useless to say anything to him at this time.

As powerful as Zhang Han is, so is his inner demon.Once a powerful person like him falls into a demon, no one can stop his desire to destroy everything unless he figured it out himself.

At the critical moment, Xuanmeng had no choice but to use all his strength to pounce on Ji Kai who was lying on the ground, and used his own body to block Zhang Han's full blow for him.

Countless Asahi dark arrows were nailed into her body like steel needles, making it almost impossible for her to open her mouth to cry out in pain for a while. For her human body, that kind of extreme pain almost made her suffocate instantly in the pain. Death.

"Little Meng!"

"Little Meng!"

Looking at Xuan Meng who was paralyzed in front of Ji Kai, his eyes gradually lost, Zhang Han and Yan Wang hissed at the same time.

Xuan Meng was awakened by Zhang Han's voice, she tried hard to move the corners of her mouth, trying to smile at him, but she just moved her lips slightly, and she didn't even have the strength to smile.

It turned out that this was the feeling before death.

It really hurts, she thought, looking at Zhang Han with distressed eyes, Zhang Han died so many times, it must be very painful, right?

Looking at Xuanmeng's dying appearance, Zhang Han's hands were trembling, he squatted down slowly, and under Xuanmeng's gaze, the blood mist in his eyes became lighter.

He put his hands on the top of Xuanmeng's head and poured spiritual power into her body continuously, but it was all in vain.

Xuanmeng's body has been pierced into a honeycomb by his Xu An, spiritual power enters from the sky, but flows out with blood from the pierced holes.

But Xuanmeng gradually regained a little strength by relying on the meager spiritual energy that was poured into his body and failed to flow out.

She was finally able to show Zhang Han a decent smile, and said with a smile, "It's nice to hear you call me Xiaomeng again."

Her eyes looked at Zhang Han, and she seemed to see the long past through him.

At that time, the three of them were called brothers and sisters. She called them elder brother, and they called her Xiaomeng.Life is simple and satisfying.

later……

Later, Empress Nuwa was disappointed with the world and her spirit fell.

Yan Wang and Zhang Han had different opinions on the reform of reincarnation, and turned against each other.

And because she was dissatisfied with the relationship between Zhang Han and Ji Kai, she repeatedly made troubles and angered Zhang Han. Since then, Zhang Han never called her Xiaomeng again.

No one calls her Xiaomeng anymore.

Zhang Han looked at Xuanmeng getting weaker and weaker and becoming unsustainable, and the little things he had spent thousands of years ago as brothers and sisters came to his mind one by one. He also treated her like Zhang Wan. , He also acted like a real elder brother, wanting to keep her happy and safe for the rest of her life.

In the end, however, he killed her with his own hands.

Bloody teardrops rolled down from Zhang Han's red eyes, and he asked her with a trembling voice, "Why?"

Xuanmeng moved his fingers, wanting to raise his hand to wipe Zhang Han's tears, but in the end he couldn't.

She comforted him weakly: "Second brother, don't cry. Ji Kai him, saved me so many times, I owe him.

You know mine, I never owe anyone else.

If I pay him back this life, I feel at ease. "

The sound of "Second Brother" seemed to have traveled through thousands of years, and it touched the two people in the hall at the same time.

Yama's straight back actually slightly collapsed.

In the past Xuanmeng always called him big brother, or Zhang Han's second brother.

Later they fell out, Xuanmeng stood on Zhang Han's side, but was forced to be trapped in the palace of the king of hell by the king of hell during the war. From then on, Xuanmeng was only called brother Zhang Han, thinking that there was no big brother in this world.

And when she was dying, although she still refused to forgive him and never called him "big brother", this call of "second brother" still showed that in her heart, she still had a big brother.

"Second brother, you will regret it. You love him so much, if you kill him, you will regret it.

You will regret it too much to live.

You believe me again, he is worthy of your love.

It was worth it in the past, it is worth it now, and it will be worth it in the future. "

After Xuanmeng finished speaking, she was finally exhausted, her eyelids were no longer able to support them, and they slowly drooped, but the last direction she looked was the King of Hades standing behind him three steps away.

There seemed to be thousands of words in those eyes, complaining, heartache, reluctance...

Yan Wang watched helplessly as Xuanmeng's eyes staring at him gradually faded, and finally were covered by thin eyelids... His knees were a little weak, his body swayed, and he couldn't stand steadily.

As Xuanmeng's eyelids closed, white, green, green, blue, red, and yellow stone powders floated from her body, and the delicate stone powder lingered in the air for a moment like a cloud, before falling to the ground slowly, turning into a cloud of colorful dust .