Ghost Emperor Scavenger God

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What would you do if the person who had promised to accompany you until the end of life left in the middle of the journey?

It may be that the ending has been guessed from the beginning, but even so, when the loved one lets go, the heart is still thrown into the cold cellar suddenly from the warm sun, and I can't adapt.

In Wuyi's newly sprouted heart, only the fruit of Jiuling has borne, but in the end, he found that the fruit has been picked by others, and he has nothing, and he can no longer bear that kind of fruit by guarding the dead branches.

I came empty-handed, why did you let me go empty-handed after meeting you!

No matter how powerful a person is, they will not be able to bear it as a container for others to raise Gu.Wuyi's body was as light and weightless as a short-term paper kite at this moment, her soul had already been squeezed by other spirits and there was no shelter for her.

But if it's just a puppet that resembles him very much, it won't vomit blood to the point where his soul is in turmoil, allowing those spirits to take advantage of the loopholes.

The reason why Wuyi's heart hurts even more is that Jiuling, who she thought would save her, is her own abyss!

Jiuling looked at Wuyi who was lying in Binggu's arms with cold eyes, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to help him, but the next moment when he saw Binggu who was one step faster than himself, his worried expression turned into disgust, As well as some imperceptible jealousy, Jiu Ling let out a chuckle, and said mercilessly: "Yo, I didn't expect Lord Ghost Emperor to be so weak? This Ghost Emperor, you have played too much, I'm afraid all the living beings in the three realms will be afraid. Let this be first!"

But for Wu Yi who had fainted, isn't it a blessing not to hear such words?

Binggu didn't expect that it was Jiu Ling who said this.

Binggu never thought that one day Jiuling would feel that Wuyi would not hesitate to perform such a scene in order to attract his attention and win his sympathy.Wu Yi, who was so devoted to Jiu Ling and almost put his life in her hands, was accused like this.

But in her closed eyes, Wu Yi couldn't see that Jiu Ling who laughed at her in the past looked at her with such sharp eyes, fortunately.

Binggu couldn't take it anymore, just suppressed it, and when he saw Wuyi's silver hair, the cooling hatred rose again, Binggu supported Wuyi's shoulder and said: "You are not welcome in our ghost world, go slowly! !"

But Jiu Ling himself didn't know what was wrong, even though he was driven away like this, his feet stuck on the land and didn't want to leave. He wanted to know what happened to this person?Don't worry for no reason!

This Binggu held Wuyi's shoulders tightly, and walked slowly, step by step, carefully towards the Moon Tower, but tears fell straight down, Wuyi's drooping head hung down on the hair in front of him, and the ends of his hair It's so white that there is no trace of variegation...

The two figures who broke in suddenly tugged, and Jiu Ling was pulled away.

Binggu turned his head to look at the red line that flashed past when it disappeared, and gently wiped away his tears...

Granny Meng knocked on the ground with her crutches, and she said helplessly, "It's hard to take a break. I've been out to go to the toilet, how come I'm like this when I come back! His life!" Do you want more!"

The Meng Po said with great regret that she knew what kind of person Wu Yi was during this journey. Such a child should be cherished. Who would have thought that she would meet a heavenly emperor with a big grinning smile? , this child can be influenced and changed to be happier in the future, but what happened to these two people now?

This one is injured like this, so let's forget about the appearance of the other one?How did you become the person who sprinkled salt on the wound!Even when I was getting older, I felt something was wrong.

Binggu looked at Granny Meng in shame, sobbing with red eyes, "Grandma, it's my fault, I didn't take good care of him!"

"Hey, it's all evil fate!" Granny Meng gently rubbed Wuyi's frowning brows that stretched out and lay on the bed trembling with cold sweat.

Wuyi had a very happy dream, dreaming of a charming thatched hut, dreaming of Jiuling smiling and putting up her hijab, dreaming of the kitten who has not yet opened its eyes, and has opened its misty blue eyes to her. crawl.

Have a peaceful day.

But in an instant, the chivalrous and gentle Jiu Ling held up the carved puppet figure and burned it, and stabbed at himself with the red glazed bead hairpin that he gave to the man with his heart warmly. The seal of the ghost emperor exploded on his forehead, Hurt Jiu Ling, but also hurt himself.

Wuyi smiled as she suffered the stab wound on her body, she couldn't breathe from the pain.

But in this life, I just want to show this person a smiling face.

A darkness came, Wuyi avoided the black dream, forced to wake up from the dream, her eyes were empty and out of focus, Granny Meng looked at Wuyi who had woken up, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and warned with a smile: "Go on!" This time... don't be so scary!"

how to say?Wuyi is really in danger now, if she is caught by the evil ghost Zhushuang, she must be eaten up!

He is so weak, but insists on maintaining those false rituals in the ghost world, and gives those ghosts who believe in him a reassurance. Obviously, he can't be his own reassurance, just because of a sentence back then, if you want to protect the ghost world, you must do it. !

Wu Yi smiled and looked at the nervous Po Meng and Bing Gu and asked, "What's the matter? Why are you looking at me with the expression of the rest of your life? I'm fine!"

It's always me who's fine. In Wuyi's world, how have you ever told others that you need help from others?

One person bears it.

Wuyi rubbed her eyes with a smile to get rid of the soreness, when did it start, did she fall in love with such self-deceiving fake smiles?

Wuyi looked at Po Meng and Binggu's staring eyes, sighed and said slowly: "Help me, the scissors."

Binggu looked at Wuyi in confusion, and Wuyi comforted: "Such white hair will scare them, cut it off."

The tears that Binggu had just stopped swept back again, fiercely, and Binggu burst into tears: "I can't finish cutting!"

Wuyi sighed, and stretched out Zou Baba's hand from under the quilt, like an old man who had just passed away, and tremblingly pulled out a strand of hair from under his head, looking at the silvery white at the end, he said: "He won't tie my hair again. What's the use of keeping it? Cut it off, so as not to scare others."

At the gesture of Po Meng, Binggu gave the scissors on the dressing table to Wuyi, Wuyi stroked the sharp scissors, turned her head to look at Po Meng who was sitting beside her, and shouted softly: "Po Meng will help me .”

Granny Meng nodded with tears in her eyes, and lifted Wuyi up without much effort. Now her body is really like a shell, without any weight.

Binggu approached and supported Wuyi's already unable to support his body, tears flooded, looked at Wuyi and nodded gently to Po Meng and said, "Let's start!"

The scissors clicked and cut from the place where the white and black meet at the end of the hair.....

Granny Meng tied up Wuyi's hair with a piece of red silk, such hair would no longer be able to tie up the golden crown and red belt of the past.

Holding the one-inch blue mirror in her hand, Wuyi smiled with satisfaction and said, "Very good. Thank you, Po Meng."

After saying this, the blue mirror in the hand of the whole person seemed to have exhausted all his strength and rolled to the ground, falling into the snow-white hair, dazzling.

Wuyi turned her hands gently and murmured to herself, "I'm sorry."

Binggu laid Wuyi flat, silently bent down to pick up the blue mirror covered in blue silk, blowing off the hair sticking to it, watching Wuyi's breathing gradually stabilized, Binggu waved Wuyi's hands All the blue mirrors in the house are covered with Huaguang's beautiful pearl curtains.

So - never look in the mirror again.

Jiuling, who was being carried away by Yuelao and Dunxi, cursed and cursed: "Zhili, you are so brave, you dare to tie me up, please untie me now, be careful I'm a torch Your Yuelao Temple was burned for you!"

"You've already started burning it!" Yuelao complained in a bad tone, thinking: What evil did I do in my previous life to become a god in the sky, and I am still a thankless Yuelao!

Or if someone burns your own home and still has to lick your face to find someone else's god!

I am probably the most failed god in the Three Realms!

Yuelao and Dunxi looked at each other and nodded, tacitly threw Jiu Ling, who was yelling non-stop, into the Moon Palace like trash, and as expected - the culprit, Your Majesty, lost his memory.