When the devil

"Are these grievances delicious?" Wei Ling asked him suddenly.

He wasn't sure if Xia Zhou was really aware of it, but he still pretended to be aware of it.

The expression on Xia Zhou's face suddenly darkened: "It's delicious, of course it's delicious - shouldn't you thank me? If the Soul Ferryer is fully awakened, let alone the dead, he can turn the living into walking corpses." ” He lazily leaned against the stone wall at the entrance of the cave, with a pair of slender legs staggered leisurely, stained by the dim firelight on the promenade, the reflection was a huge and slowly wriggling cloud of smoke.

Maybe this is the worst possibility that Wei Ling has thought about.

What should he do?

There was nothing he could do about the demon in front of him.

The momentary hesitation in his expression turned into fun in the eyes of others, Xia Zhou remained silent, but his smile became deeper and deeper.

Do you want to keep pretending?Wei Ling walked into the cave. He pretended to be calm, and waved out a few talisman papers, which ignited a faint fire along the sides of the cave. The smell of blood is unbearable, the light is very dim, and only the outline of the surrounding can be seen.

The cold water has all receded, exposing the bare road.Dirty blood seeped into the gaps, a few strands of hair soaked, this was the only thing left by the walking corpses, Xia Zhou crushed their bones to pieces, the filth was splashed on the ceiling and on the wall, Wei Ling didn't want to Taking a look, he was already nauseated to the extreme, and something was buzzing in his mind, as if he was going to tear the scars that he had covered up, and let the unforgettable pain penetrate into his bone marrow again——

"I've got good news for you. There's a big pit inside. There may be hundreds of thousands of corpses in the pit." Xia Zhou followed Wei Ling, his voice still relaxed and cheerful.

He can understand Wei Ling's state with just one glance - his dharma veins are damaged, his breath is messy, and he looks like a lamb being slaughtered.Xia Zhou followed him slowly, and the black smoke and dust slowly dispersed with his footsteps, blocking the exit of the cave tightly.

Wei Ling didn't notice Xia Zhou's monster power. At this moment, he was dizzy and felt that the oxygen in the cave was really thin. Perhaps the corpse had been hidden for too long, and the miasma had grown, but even so, he had to go to confirm the location of the corpse hiding place himself. Condition.

"A Ling, are you alright? Do you want me to support you?" Xia Zhou had a half-smile, and his words were hypocritical.

Wei Ling turned a deaf ear, he walked into the depths of the cave, stepped on the stagnant water that had completely receded, and soon, he saw the so-called big pit in Xiazhou——

Wei Ling stopped. Although his face was calm, his limbs were already stiffened by fear, which made him stop breathing in his throat.

The pothole in front of him was unfathomable, but there was a lot of resentment in it, which was about to come out one by one, tumbling up and down crazily.This feeling made his hair stand on end, and it was exactly the same as the screams of nearly a million lonely ghosts during the border war ten years ago.

"You didn't swallow these grievances?" Wei Ling was a little at a loss. In front of him were the souls of the dead wandering in the abyss, and behind them were the evil spirits approaching the abyss.

"It's not time yet." Xia Zhou raised his straight eyebrows slightly: "It's delicious with good wine."

Wei Ling's voice trembled: "Why are there hundreds of thousands of corpses? Even if the entire Zhenlu Temple is slaughtered, there will never be so many."

Xia Zhou snorted and said, "Look up."

Hearing his usual cynical tone, Wei Ling looked up.

There is a huge magic circle above the zenith, which is currently glowing with a faint red light.

"Teleportation array...?" He was stunned: "Someone has worked so hard to teleport the corpses... all piled up in this pit?"

Could it be that all the missing corpses in the massacre were sent here?

"Yes." Xia Zhou suddenly grabbed Wei Ling's arm and pulled him towards him heavily: "Why don't you go down and have a look?"

"...!?"

Wei Ling was shocked, and what came to his mind was unprecedented rejection. He could almost see what kind of place is under the pothole, full of dead people, full of endless despair.

But Xia Zhou restrained him and pushed him into the pit, the fear suppressed in his chest was like a crazy beast, tearing his reason with sharp fangs.

"Let go..."

——He doesn't want to touch it anymore, doesn't want to fall into the madness he can't extricate himself from, his icy eyes reflect Xia Zhou's evil red, it is the bloodthirsty 梼杌 that came to the world ten years ago, and took him Pushed into the beginning of hell beyond redemption.

"What are you afraid of, I will accompany you."

Xia Zhou held him tightly in his arms, and the two of them fell into the bottomless pit.

Coincidentally, Xia Zhou also recalled the first time he saw Wei Ling.

He was summoned to the world, looking for the curse, living in endless darkness.

And that person appeared in a white light.

He is high above the ground, and mana circulates by his side. It is a purity that has never been tasted, like freshly melted snow under the scorching sun, fresh and cold.

The evil demon looked up at the god, and a thought suddenly appeared in his heart.

——If you can tear his glamorous appearance apart, let him fester slowly from the inside out.Perhaps he will become something more delicious than a curse.

"It's thanks to you guys for thinking of such a boring trick of suppressing the soul. As long as you crush the lonely soul, the resentment will naturally dissipate. They are dead people, they will neither hurt nor escape. Wouldn't it be superfluous to appease them?"

Xia Zhou thought, maybe he could see again——

The person in his arms radiated white light all over his body, and his falling speed became slower, like a fluttering and withered fire butterfly, gradually illuminating the pothole.

The terrifying scene stretches endlessly like a drawing of hell.

Underneath is a thick pool of blood, where miasma breeds, forget about Xiazhou, if Wei Ling really falls into it, he will be torn to pieces by thousands of ghosts.

Therefore, Xia Zhou felt that he was being merciful, and a barrier was formed, and the two fell on the barrier, raising a black mist like dust, and slowly settled down.

There were countless walking corpses that fell together with them, the sound of countless bone shattering resounded in the air, the mist was devouring those corpses, they were writhing in the dark, like countless bloodthirsty vines, and some of them gently brushed against the blue sky from time to time. Ling's cheeks wrapped around his soft hair, but as soon as Xia Zhou approached, the black smoke dissipated at the same time, quietly surrounding Wei Ling.

"I will eat up these grievances, but the increase in demonic power will make me uncontrollable..." He pressed on Wei Ling, biting his ear and whispering: "When the time comes, no matter what I do, you have to accompany me."

As soon as the words were finished, the person under him suddenly raised his hand and pointed at Xia Zhou's forehead.

Xia Zhou's pupils gradually narrowed, and he felt the clear mana condensing at Wei Ling's fingertips, but it was too weak for Xia Zhou.He approached Wei Ling with a breath of blooming circles, and firmly held him under his body.

The surrounding black smoke suddenly froze, turning into a wanton flow of extremely cold breath. Those falling corpses were no longer obliterated by the black smoke, but broke through the barrier one by one, and fell into the blood pool shrouded in miasma below.The shuddering sound of water pierced the eardrums, Wei Ling's eyes were like sinking abyss, and a splendid magic circle suddenly unfolded in the cave.

"This barrier won't hold up, you are the one who will die if you fall." Xia Zhou seemed to be indifferent, staring closely at Wei Ling's eyes.

Wei Ling said: "Isn't that just what you want? It allows you to enjoy watching me being swallowed up by the filth of the world."

"Hahahahaha..."

In Xia Zhou's eyes, all of Wei Ling's bravado is useless.How capable is he now?How much can his mana support?Xia Zhou was even clearer than him.

"Aling..."

Xia Zhou grabbed Wei Ling's wrist and forcibly blocked his dharma veins. The white light was fleeting, followed by a powerful evil energy engulfing his body.Wei Ling has never felt such a huge sense of oppression, as if his blood boiled and his internal organs were torn apart.

"You are so fragile." Xia Zhou pinched his throat with his hand, stroking his dharma channel with his fingertips ambiguously: "A little force can crush you."

All the light was swallowed by the darkness, and Wei Ling couldn't see anything. She pinched her throat harder and harder, deliberately restraining the acupoint of the Famai, crushing his unbearable mana bit by bit——

"Aren't you worried that I will make a contract with others and disturb the world?"

Xia Zhou's voice was so close, and the piercing chill pervaded his words, Wei Ling couldn't breathe, so he could only grasp his hand weakly, and closed his eyes in pain.

"Why don't you come and make a contract with me."

At the moment when he was about to be unbearable, Xia Zhou let go of his hand, and the weight on his body finally let go. Wei Ling coughed a few times in the endless darkness. He breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly there was a loud noise, the entire pit trembled, and a pair of huge blood-red eyes appeared directly above.

It is 梼杌.

It was that day, in the dark narrow room, who came looking for the curse and brought the disaster to the 梼杌 in the world.

Wei Ling could no longer suppress the deep-rooted fear, he had nowhere to escape, and had to bear the powerful demonic power from above.

The blood-red demonic light was deeply imprinted in his eyes.

shudder.

——It’s okay, nothing will happen, as long as all the mana is combined with the curse, Xia Zhou’s ending of eating him is not worth the loss.

——The blood of Bai Fenghuang still flows in his body.

It is a flame that burns all evil things and stays pure forever.

Wei Ling calmed down the beating heart that was on the verge of madness, and slowly closed his eyes. He could feel the beast approaching, not the handsome young man with a playful smile, nor the kitten who was stalking him——

Instead, he regards the millions of dead souls as ants, arrogant, vicious, and brutal beasts.

The surrounding temperature kept dropping, as if the endless darkness was draining the blood from his body, Wei Ling was so cold that he couldn't breathe.The irony is that such despair was deeply felt when he first saw Zhu Wu, and he thought it would be the most helpless moment in his life.

"A Ling. You can't escape."

He heard Xia Zhou's voice, which was vague and heavy.

His consciousness was crushed little by little, and he couldn't even sort out the near or far.He slowly closed his eyes, a thick tongue licked his cheek, he was about to lose himself and sank into the darkness, allowing the beast to cover himself under him.

—When did I think about running away?

Before falling into a coma, Wei Ling thought to herself.

Even if you fall into the eternal hell, you can't help but bring disasters to the world.