The villain leader always likes to die

The woman turned angrily and walked towards the other side of the alley. The scholar and the boy looked at each other. The little boy said something in the scholar's ear, and a smile appeared on their faces.

The scholar lifted the little boy's body to prevent him from falling, hugged him and hurriedly followed the woman.Their figures were left in the deep alley. The woman covered her lips with her fingers, smiled knowingly, and deliberately quickened her pace.

The alley spreads all the way to the distance, and then there are streets with people coming and going, carriages, figures, calling, murmuring, and crowds of people.The scholar and the woman were submerged in the crowd, and it seemed that they could vaguely hear the little boy calling mother, wait for him, and then there was a burst of laughter like silver bells.

The sky is very blue, as blue as a sea, and the floating clouds are slowly swaying.The sunshine after winter is just right, with a halo of light shining down, and the wind blows through, still carrying a slight chill.

The cleared snow was piled up on the corner of the street, and the sun shone a little.Everything seemed so lively and bustling.

In a blink of an eye, at the other end, I stopped and stretched out my hands to cover my eyes from the sunlight that was shining directly into my pupils.The squinted pupils are a pair of slender benevolent eyes, the two spots between the brows are black, and the strange marks on the cheeks are extremely strange.

The wind blew up the blood-stained hair, and a faint fishy smell permeated the air. The dried blood on the clothes was already red and black.There was a silver snake at his feet, and it seemed to be crawling very anxiously, for fear that it would not be able to catch up with its master.

I looked down at the silver snake, leaned over and raised my hand. It stared at me and "hissed" and stuck out its tongue. I said, "You can climb up."

The silver snake full of aura followed my fingers and wrapped around my arm. I got up and touched the head of the silver snake: "We should go back."

The silver snake continued to stick out its tongue.

I jumped onto a big tree, jumped to a roof, passed through the intricate beams, and jumped to the westernmost position.

I will never forget Gu Qingming and Su Aoqian, even if I return to my own world one day, I will never forget them.Everything that happened here is like a reality and a dream, or maybe, I probably really had a long, long dream, and I don't know when I will wake up from this dream.

False real people, false real dreams.

I thought they were gone, and I would go back to the starting point at most, but unfortunately I thought too much, how could I go back to the starting point.I stopped halfway and lost the people I used to be, so I can't look back.Even if I'm in a mess and in pain, I have to keep moving forward.

So, when I returned to the church, I just stood on the west gate wall and was blown by the wind foolishly for a long time.

It's just been two days, and everything suddenly fell apart, leaving me still struggling needlessly, which is actually useless in any sense.

Maybe this is my punishment... What I have to pay is the price of going back...

At a glance, from this direction, the east gate, west gate, south gate, and north gate are all closed.Lying under the west gate were the corpses of five or six guards. They were dead, and blood was still splashed on the door.The ruined lanterns on the city gate were crumbling, and broken weapons were still stuck in the cracks in the gate.Blood has stained the snow beside the wall red, and there are still a few broken bodies and arms.

I jumped off the city wall and landed on the ground firmly. The body of one of the guards happened to be at my feet. I stiffly chose another place to walk over, and the silver snake with its head sticking out of the sleeve looked around.

The smell of blood became heavier the further you went in, so that the land was almost baptized in red, and there were more and more corpses.Viscera was everywhere on the side of the stone road, and hot blood was sprinkled on the grass.On the beams of every bedroom, at the door, and even beside the path, there are corpses lying all over the place.

There is a breath of death everywhere, there is no vitality, and there is a faint crisis lurking, like hell.Going into the room and looking carefully, there are still dead bodies hanging on the beams and railings, and the blood is left drop by drop along the pillars.

The house was not messy, and there was not even a trace of a fight. Those people might have been killed by one blow, and there was no room for a counterattack, so they died just like that.

Looking at the other rooms, the situation is getting worse and worse. The gouged out eyes, the protruding heart, and the hands that were removed are all gone.

The silver snake that climbed onto my shoulder was a little dazed, a drop of blood dripping from the ceiling just hit its head, and it stuck out its tongue.I put it back into the sleeve.

Going on like this, there is no surviving person found, and even the birds are unwilling to stay, and they all fly far across the sky.

I stopped in front of the bedroom that belonged to me, pushed the door open, and the outside sunlight instantly shone on the clean and tidy floor inside the house.There was fine dust flying between the carpets, the bead curtains were hanging quietly, the furnishings had not been touched, even the position of the comb on the table had not been moved.

The white brocade robes that were worn formally in the past were hung on the brackets, the beds were well made, and the windows were closed.I glanced at the bed, thought of something, and then moved my gaze to the bronze mirror.

The person in the mirror has become a stranger...

The former self would not let himself be so embarrassed, let alone be so demonized. Advancement and degeneration are two completely different concepts.

My mind is messed up, and the cultivation base obtained by taking shortcuts will not be a good thing.I subconsciously touched the marks on my face, and then looked at the mirror, those mutated eyes.

After a long time, I turned around and walked out of the room, closing the door.Holding the wall unsteadily, he took a deep breath, and the snake scales that emerged from his neck flashed by.

I walked through the long corridor and stepped over the steps. The scene in the backyard was much better than other places, without any dirty blood.It's just that the flower bush has completely withered and withered, which is worse than the day Gu Qingming died.

I think, most likely, it can no longer grow again...

Until I looked at the hall, I found that the big table was covered with all kinds of dishes, and there were two high-ranking chairs placed on both sides, and there were also two porcelain bowls for the rice, and two pairs of bowls beside the bowls. Chopsticks.

I was surprised, why...is there anyone else here?

My fingertips touched the tabletop, slid along the edge, and stopped by the chair, staring at the pair of bowls and chopsticks, thinking about some things.

At this time, a familiar voice came from behind, so that my body trembled involuntarily.

"Lo..."

When I turned around, the sunlight behind Shang Wu Prison was a bit dazzling, and he just looked at me with the same smile.There was a moment of trance, I thought I was back to that time period, when everything hadn't happened yet.

He walked towards me step by step. He was dressed in a black dress with sleeves, with various shades tattooed on it, and a finely carved jade pendant hung on his waist. There was softness in his bright red eyes.

His temperament is more mature than before, his appearance is more handsome, and his gestures are elegant.The smile is perfect and the tone of voice is gentle.

"Luo..." Shang Wujuan stroked my face, rubbing the demon mark with his thumb, "You seem to be a little different..."

I looked into his red eyes indifferently: "Really?"

He nodded, "Yeah."

His fingers brushed between my brows, eyes, nose, and mouth: "It's all changed."

That hand was finally placed on my chest, at the position of my heart: "And here, it has also changed."

I approached him, gradually raised the corners of my lips, leaned into his ear and whispered: "Compared with you, all this is nothing at all."

Shang Wuyu's smile twisted, he held the back of my neck, and licked my cheek with the tip of his tongue, the color of that layer of demon marks deepened a bit.

"But... Luo is also more charming than before."

I snorted: "Don't you think it's scary?"

"Of course not." Shang Wuqian's tongue brushed my earlobe, "On the contrary, I think you will be frightened by my return gift."

I firmly grabbed his shoulders, my nails almost dug into his flesh, a cold light flashed in my eyes: "You did it all!"

Shang Wuyu's smile deepened: "Luo's reaction is a bit slow..."

I sneered: "That's really... Thank you for this great gift! I'm really flattered!"

"I think you'll like it," he said.

I was dumbfounded for a long time, he pushed me into a chair and sat down, sat down on the opposite side, held up the bowl and chopsticks: "Luo, I made this for you, I prepared for a long time to make it."

As he said that, he put a slice of meat into my bowl, and I stood there, watching the table full of "delicacy" with a gradually disgusted expression.

"Shang Wu Prison, you are more disgusting than I imagined."

"You've said that before." Shang Wujuan disapproved, picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth with an extremely graceful movement, "Don't you really want to taste it? It tastes very good."

I raised my eyebrows: "Only you will eat this kind of thing."

These things made of human flesh...

He suddenly smiled: "Luo, of course you don't know how delicious those people's internal organs and bodies are."

"Actually, I don't mind eating raw," he said.

I adjusted my emotions and felt powerless. I leaned on the chair, looked at the ceiling, and said sadly: "Little prison... I really have nothing to give you... What else do you want..."

It doesn't matter if you want this Demon Cult or not, anyway, my identity is fake, if it's gone, it's gone.But I don't want to get entangled with Shang Wuyu like this, let alone end up with the same result as Su Aoqian and Gu Qingming.

He shook his head: "Luo, don't you understand?"

I know, of course I know, I said it, but we're done, we were done before then.

"I don't ask for anything else." Shang Wuqian walked around the table, walked behind me, and hugged my shoulders, "I just don't want to leave you. Is such a simple request all right?"

"So..." I said, "are you doing this to keep me?"

He paused, then squeezed my shoulders.

"Luo, let's get married..."

I thought I was hallucinating, so I turned to look at him in a daze: "What did you say?"

Su Aoqian repeated the content: "I said let's get married!"

"You think I'd like to?"

"will not."

"Sounds like a fantasy."

"You don't have the right to choose, Luo..."

I don't know what to do: "Let's not do this, please? I can't marry you."

He said calmly: "There is nothing impossible for me!"