Mo Zhong

After escaping from Mu Xuanlang's pursuit, the demonic energy in his body finally began to be uncontrollable. Xu Yousheng fell to the ground hard, a mouthful of black blood sprayed out, his dantian seemed to be torn by several hands, and the raging demonic energy around him carried Aggressiveness, intruding into the body for a while, then rushing out suddenly, Xu Youcun gritted his teeth in pain, as if his body was not his own anymore.Rolling on the ground in pain, Xu Youliu remembered that when he took the Peisui Pill, the pain now was worse than then.At that time, it was just pure physical pain, which could still be resisted, but this time the pain seemed to burn even the soul by the devil energy.

Xu Yousheng was so painful that his consciousness was a little unstable, as if he was about to fall into endless darkness. At this time, a very strong demonic energy escaped from his dantian. As soon as this magical energy came out, the surrounding demonic energy seemed to be summoned Gathering towards it quickly, after a while, a dark figure appeared in front of Xu Yousheng.The figure was solid for a while, and seemed unstable, but as time went by, it gradually solidified.

Xu Yousheng was already in a semi-comatose state, but he could still feel what happened in front of him. The pain in his dantian made it impossible for him to fall into a real coma.

After the black air condensed the figure stabilized, it seemed to be adapting to stand in place, Xu Youliu struggled to look up, but it was so dark that he couldn't see clearly.

It was only then that the black shadow noticed Xu Yousheng on the ground. It slowly bent down and looked at Xu Yousheng from head to toe. After a long while, it focused on Xu Yousheng's distorted face.

"Is this the body that robbery found for me? Tsk tsk tsk, it's really weak." Heiying said faintly, it took Xu Youliu a long time to understand what Heiying said, and he stretched out his hand with difficulty to hold Heiying, "You... ...you are...who...you...just...said...what..."

"Hehe..." Heiying let Xu Youyou hold him, and slowly squatted in front of Xu Yousheng, "Do you know? The magic pill in your dantian belongs to me." Heiying caressed Xu Youyou's dantian While saying, "You are just the physical body my brother prepared for me." Obviously there was only a shadow in front of him, but Xu Youyou still felt that when he approached him to speak, the breath he exhaled brushed his ears, and the only remaining body on his body was wiped away. The temperature blew it all away.

"Flesh body...hahaha...flesh body..." Xu Youli held it tightly with both hands, and scratches appeared on the ground.

"It is your good fortune to be able to be my body. When your soul is completely devoured by the demonic energy, I will occupy your body." As he spoke, the shadow of Jie Jie became more and more solid, and Xu Yousheng became more and more angry. pain.

It turns out...the world of comprehension...you can only use each other...you can only use each other...no one can believe it!

Xu Youyou thought in a daze that he could hardly hold on anymore, maybe today is his real death date.

During the half-dream and half-awake period, many episodes flashed through my mind, and the last one stayed was Mange singing rustlingly that year, Mu Xuanlang looked at himself and said with gentle eyes.

"Xu Yousheng, are you willing to be my man and be loyal to me?"

Yes, how could you not want to, but unfortunately, unrequited love is unrequited love after all.

Unexpectedly, when he was dying, this scene became the most nostalgic.

After thinking about it, he thought of his long-gone grandfather, maybe his grandfather was right at the beginning, and he shouldn't have stepped into the world of comprehension.If he had been obedient and obedient back then, he would have stayed in Yongshou Village now, perhaps married an ordinary woman, raised a well-behaved child, and lived a normal and fulfilling life even though there was endless work to do every day.

If there is an afterlife, I hope to be a farmer and enjoy a life of mediocrity, enough, enough.

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