Save the beautiful and tragic hero

Hearing this, Ming Deyi looked back reflexively.

He only felt that the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and when he realized that someone had fallen in front of him silently, that person's hand had already grabbed his neck.

Even the fingertips dug into his flesh.

"You..." As soon as Ming Deyi squeezed out a word, he couldn't make any more sound.

There was a tearing pain in his chest, as if a pair of invisible hands were tearing his whole body apart.

He looked pained and his eyes were tearing apart.

At the same time, an unprecedented panic overwhelmed him.

Who is this guy?

Why didn't he notice the existence of this person just now?

Ming Deyi opened his eyes round, staring at the strange yet slightly familiar face in front of him.

This feeling of deja vu...

Had he seen this man somewhere?

But the situation at this moment can't be described as he thought too much, he endured the severe pain in his chest, gritted his teeth and circulated the spiritual power in his body.

Ah.

How could an ordinary person in the mid-stage of Qi refining be his opponent as a Jindan cultivator?

How dare two arrogant people make plans on him?He told them not to even know how he died!

The spiritual power in Ming Deyi's body gathered in his palm, and soon condensed into substance, emitting a dazzling golden light.

This is the strength of a golden core cultivator.

Once the alchemy is formed, it is equivalent to entering a brand new field, and the cultivation base and state of mind are incomparable.

He didn't even need to use magic weapons, he could crush these two people to death on the spot with just one finger.

There was a sneer on the corner of Ming Deyi's mouth, and he was about to hit Hu Luyan with the spiritual power brewing in his palm, but the next moment he was shocked to find that the spiritual power in his palm was dissipating at an alarming speed.

Do not!

Not only the spiritual power in his palm, but also the spiritual power in his body...

Ming Deyi's eyes almost turned into copper bells, and disbelief was written all over his face.

His spiritual power...

Why is his spiritual power draining? !

The pain in his chest suddenly intensified, his eyes turned dark, and he felt a bit of fishy sweetness overflowing from his throat.

"You..." Ming Deyi stared straight at the person in front of him, opened his mouth, and after a long while struggled to say the rest, "Who are you..."

Hu Luyan didn't answer and couldn't answer his question, but the waves slowly rising on that expressionless face still exposed Hu Luyan's inner emotions.

Hu Luyan's five fingers were directly embedded in Ming Deyi's flesh, and he turned around and pushed Ming Deyi against the wall.

Immediately there was a muffled bang.

Bright red blood flowed from the corner of Ming Deyi's mouth.

During the movement of Hu Luyan slowly raising his hand, Ming Deyi was like a worm that was pinched between his fingers and had no power to resist. One leg kicked back and forth desperately.

The black mist visible to the naked eye diffused around Hu Luyan's body, enveloping him with vitality.

The black mist crawled forward along Hu Luyan's arm, onto Ming Deyi's body, and engulfed Ming Deyi in a short while.

The black mist is filled with a strong breath of death.

This breath is gloomy and cold, like the winter wind on the Kunlun Mountains, blowing into the bones of a person, and it also blew Ming Deyi's heart violently.

This breath was never familiar to him.

Isn't this the breath that spread throughout the sky when Hulu's family held a sacrifice?

Then, the person in front of me is...

"Hulu..." Ming Deyi panted, "Yan..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of violent wind swept in, and the black mist in front of him was blown out of shape, as if countless thorns were pierced into Ming Deyi's throat.

Ming Deyi howled in extreme pain.

But his howling lasted only for a moment, and then stopped abruptly.

Instead, there was a strong smell of blood that suddenly exploded.

The black mist in front of him was blown away a little by the strong wind, and an astonishingly beautiful face was faintly revealed, but the expression on that face was ferocious and crazy, and the empty eye sockets with blood and tears stared straight at him.

"That's right." The hoarse voice reached Ming Deyi's ears, "It's me."

The voice was rough and dry, as if a person who had been mute for decades was just learning to speak.

But every time he said a word, Ming Deyi's body sank into the abyss of despair.

finally--

Shock, fear, panic... and other emotions filled Ming Deyi's brain in an instant.

Isn't Hu Luyan an ordinary person?How can it have such a powerful and terrifying power? !

Could it be that Hu Luyan really did what happened that night?

Could it be that Hu Luyan was responsible for Weisheng and their deaths?

Why?

Why? !

Mingde wanted to speak, but he could only make a faltering sound. It was as if a big hole had been dug out in his throat with a knife, and blood gushed out, flowing down like a spring.

His voice was also taken away.

In an instant, the last tight string in his mind broke, Ming Deyi opened his mouth full of blood, and cried out a broken cry from his leaky throat: "Wow ah ah—"

Now Mi Lu felt sick when he smelled the smell of blood. Before the smell of blood filled the whole room, he quickly retreated out and closed the door behind him.

After waiting for a long time, the room returned to calm.

Mi Lu was hesitating whether to open the door to take a look, when he saw the door was pushed open from the inside.

In the next instant, a strong smell of blood filled Mi Lu's face.

Mi Lu immediately covered his mouth and nose, but still couldn't help turning his head and retching.

Hu Luyan was dressed in black, and the blood splashed on him was not obvious, but when he walked around, there was a stronger smell of blood.

As for what happened in the house just now, the answer is obvious.

Mi Lu managed to swallow his nausea, looked up, and found that Hu Luyan walked in front of him unconsciously.

At first glance, Hu Luyan seemed to be different from before, but when he looked carefully, he didn't feel any difference.

Still that pretty face, still that expressionless look.

Mi Lu asked him, "Where is Ming Deyi?"

Huluyan didn't respond.

Mi Lu stared at Hu Luyan's face for a while, and slowly felt an ominous premonition in his heart, he said nana: "Could you kill Ming Deyi?"

Hu Luyan still didn't respond.

"..." Mi Lu staggered back a step in despair, and said with dull eyes, "Did you really kill him?"

isn't it...

They finally found Ming Deyi. He wanted to let Hu Luyan vent his anger, but Hu Luyan just killed him? !

How to get Hu Luyan's organs back?

Mi Lu didn't know exactly how Hu Luyan got his organs back. When he died and was tied to Hu Luyan's side, Hu Luyan had already recovered his voice.

He only knew that Hu Luyan's process of getting his organs back was extremely difficult, and that he would not be able to easily get his own organs back until he became really strong.

In any case, only by leaving Mingdeyi alive can we slowly experiment.

Otherwise, if everyone is dead, how can they get their organs back?

Retrieving organs from the dead?

Mi Lu tugged at her hair frantically, pushed Hu Luyan away in front of her, and started to walk into the house.

Unexpectedly, Hu Luyan grabbed his hand.

Mi Lu shook it, but didn't shake it off, and immediately blamed him uncontrollably: "Can't you feel that your organs are there? You just killed someone like that? Then how do you get your organs back? "

Mi Lu knew that Hu Luyan couldn't speak, so he didn't expect Hu Luyan to give an answer.

Now he didn't even bother to struggle, and walked straight towards the house.

As a result, as soon as he took a step, he felt Hu Luyan grabbing his hand suddenly and hard.

He staggered and was pulled back by Hu Luyan.

When he was conscious, he was already tightly wrapped in Hu Luyan's arms, a cold hand touched his cheek, and his fingertips slid across his eyebrows, nose, and lips, as if he was carefully drawing The shape of his facial features.

Mi Lu was so startled by Hu Luyan's sudden behavior that he couldn't react for a long time. He stared at Hu Luyan with rounded eyes: "You..."

A hoarse voice interrupted him: "Who are you?"

Mi Lu: "..."

Hu Luyan opened his mouth to speak?

Or is he hallucinating?

Mi Lu blinked in bewilderment, and it took him a long time to regain some sense from the mess.

Xu Shi wanted the result to come too suddenly and too easily, hitting his head all at once, making him dizzy, at a loss, and even stuttering when he spoke: "Du Luyan? You, you can talk now ?”

Hu Luyan's thumb just rested on Mi Lu's lips, and when Mi Lu opened his mouth, his thumb sank in and rested on Mi Lu's lower teeth.

But Hu Luyan didn't intend to stop at all, instead hooked Mi Lu's chin with the remaining four fingers, forcing Mi Lu to look up.

"Who are you?" Hu Luyan seemed to want to know the answer to this question, but when he didn't get the answer, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was shrouded in a faint anxiety.

He was like a wandering beast, anxiety, uneasiness and other emotions weighed heavily on his head like a dark cloud.

He knew that sooner or later he would get his voice back, and he also knew that sooner or later he would talk to this person, but when he just wanted to talk, he realized that he didn't even know this person's name.

not only that.

He also doesn't know this person's appearance, his background, or his past...

This person is like a god who descended into the world, coming to him at a certain moment and accompanying him through the most difficult and difficult days in his life.

And he knew nothing about the man.

If one day this person chooses to leave quietly, then he will not even be able to find it.

Thinking of this possibility, Hu Luyan's expression faintly showed a bit of ferocity, his hand around Mi Lu's waist continued to exert force, and the hand that pinched Mi Lu's chin became tighter and tighter.

"Master?" Hu Luyan looked directly at Mi Lu with empty eye sockets, his thin lips parted slightly, and said in a hoarse voice, "I heard someone call you Master?"

Mi Lu finally recovered from the dizziness, he held Hu Luyan's thumb in his mouth, and said vaguely, "My name is Mi Lu."

"Mi Lu..." Hu Luyan repeated the name, he spoke slowly and softly, as if he was grinding the name over and over on the tip of his tongue.

Mi Lu nodded.

He wanted Hu Luyan to let him go, but suddenly he saw Hu Luyan raised the corners of his mouth and brought his face closer, and the hot air from his breathing sprayed all over his face.

"Mi Lu, are you leaving?"

"What?" Mi Lu didn't keep up with Hu Luyan's jumping topic for a while.

"You took me this way because you want me to find that person and get my voice back?" Hu Luyan just got back his voice, and it was still difficult to speak in large paragraphs, but it was the hoarse and slow tone , It makes people feel horrified when they hear it.

Mi Lu didn't know what Hu Luyan wanted to express, he froze and remained silent.

Unexpectedly, Hu Luyan suddenly let go of his chin and waist, and took a step back to distance himself from him.

"Your goal has been achieved." Hu Luyan said, "Let's go."

The author has something to say:

On the surface: you go.

In fact: If you dare to take a step, I will let you and the mummy puppet be companions!