Movie Emperor and Monster Traitor

"You saw it too! He killed someone!" Yue He shook off Jiang Bing's hand that was pulling his sleeve, with a shocked expression on his face, he never expected that Jiang Bing would make such a request to him.

Jiang Bing held him back stubbornly, and said stubbornly: "Then there must be some reason, he doesn't usually act like this..."

"Then what reason did you say?" Yue He asked.

"I..." Jiang Bing stammered for a long while, but didn't say why.

The whole process on the stage was not only witnessed by him alone, but also by hundreds of spectators off the stage and countless people behind the live screen.

Jiang Hua violently murdered for no reason.

The evidence is conclusive, and there is no room for refutation.

"Sheng Yu's body hasn't been taken away yet, how do you want to argue?" Yue He asked.

"I..." Jiang Bing's voice became smaller and smaller, he suddenly avoided Yue He, bent over and retched, Yue He's words reminded him of that bloody scene.

It wasn't some fake blood used in acting, but real blood, and the flesh and blood turned out of the wound. He stood the closest, and the pungent smell of blood couldn't be faked.

Just remembering that scene made him feel sick.

It has only been about three hours since the incident happened, he didn't eat anything, and he vomited for a long time except for the acid water in his stomach.

But he still kept bending over. As a human being with normal three views, he couldn't turn a blind eye to a fellow who was brutally killed in front of him.

He vomited and coughed, his eyes were a little red.

Yue He sighed, walked over to help him pat his back, and comforted him: "You should have heard a saying that if you are not of my race, your heart must be different. After all, monsters are different from people. In his bones, he is With such a tyrannical bloodline, his tyranny will be triggered by any little thing that you don't notice."

"No!" Jiang Bing straightened up while coughing, he waved away Yue He's hand patting his back, and retorted: "Jiang Hua won't do this!"

Bewildered.Yue He thought to himself, Jiang Bing was probably stunned by the monster, and in the face of such convincing facts, he still believed in the monster.

Yue He knew that he couldn't persuade him, so he stopped trying to persuade him: "Whatever you say, we won't let him go."

He spread his hands: "And I can't let it go. He killed people in full view. This incident has been on the social news, and the impact is extremely bad. Although he is a monster, no one knows it. The murderer is condemned on the Internet, and he must be sentenced." He was sentenced to death."

Death penalty...Jiang Bing suddenly thought of what Yue Jiang had said, what would they do with monsters that hurt people... nothing more than killing them thoroughly...

No!He must not let this happen!

But there was nothing he could do. After the incident, the audience was immediately evacuated.

At that time, he stood on the stage in a daze, watching Jiang Hua struggling in the flames in front of him, but he did nothing...

Jiang Bing regretted unceasingly. He was frightened by the bloody Jiang Hua at that time, completely panicked, and his mind went blank.

Thinking back now, he could vaguely see the daze in Jiang Hua's eyes. Jiang Hua probably didn't expect that he would be afraid of him... That's why Jiang Hua didn't move forward after taking a step.

But it was too late to repent, the fire talisman inscribed on the red rope on Jiang Hua's wrist was specially made for a powerful demon king like him.

But this demon king has already lost all his demon power, and he is worse than ordinary little demons.

In the end, it was Yue He who rushed to put out the talisman fire so that he could not continue to be burned to ashes in the flames.

But even so, he was covered in bruises.

Jiang Bing thought of the marks on Jiang Hua's body that had been burned by the flames. He held his chest, suppressing the dull pain in his chest, and begged, "At least...at least...let me deal with it for him. wound..."

Seeing him like this, Yue He couldn't bear it, but he still refused: "No, it's business, and I'm not the one who is detaining him now, so I can't be the master."

After the incident, the person in charge of Xuanmen in City B rushed to the scene immediately, and the incident was too big.

Because it was a live broadcast, the images were broadcast completely simultaneously. Even though they stopped the broadcast immediately, they had reposted it countless times on the Internet, and there was no possibility of suppressing it.

Furthermore, the ones who hurt people are the rare monster kings in the world, and they dare not take it lightly.

The person in charge not only arrived in person, but also brought everyone who was free at the moment together to suppress this monster that might go mad again at any time.

Although Jiang Hua barely resisted, the talisman fire had exhausted him, and he was easily taken away by those people. They found a room near the studio, filled it with talismans to suppress demons, and locked him up go in.

Jiang Bing's eyes were full of disappointment.

Yue He changed the subject, he was not a hard-hearted person, and he had dealt with Jiang Hua before, so he finally let go: "You can't go in, but I can secretly pass him the healing ointment."

"Thank you...thank you..." Jiang Bing thanked repeatedly.

Yue He waved his hand, and went to deal with Jiang Hua's matter with other comrades.

And Jiang Bing stayed there alone, staring at the wall in a daze. Jiang Hua was locked in a room separated by a wall. The doors and windows were guarded and covered with yellow talismans. He could only stand on this side of the wall. Hope to be closer to Jiang Hua.

Jiang Hua leaned against the corner and sat on the ground.

He stood on one leg, with his hands on his legs, motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Suddenly, the closed door opened a crack, and a bottle was thrown in through the crack, rolling right to Jiang Hua's feet.

Jiang Hua picked up the bottle and took a look, it seemed to be a burn ointment.

He put the medicine bottle in front of his nose again, and sniffed it lightly. It didn't smell like Mr. Gingerbread, but Jiang Hua also roughly knew that it must be Mr. Gingerbread's hard work.

But he has no intention of taking medicine for himself. His wound doesn't need any medicine, and time will heal him.

It's just that his wounds are recovering a bit slowly. This slowness is only compared to his previous ones. More than a month ago, the wounds all over his body, he only needed one night to almost scab over.

But now, the burns all over his body will stop bleeding.Although compared with ordinary people, this speed is already inconceivably fast.

Jiang Hua also vaguely sensed that his body was dying.

The three souls are gone, the seven souls are gone...

The motto in Jiang Yunhuan's mouth is slowly being realized.

I don't know if it's because of this, the seal of Shijuezhen, together with his soul, is declining day by day.Perhaps the day when the formation was broken was really the time of his death.

Jiang Hua thought wildly, he was not stupid, he had already thought of such a big situation for Lou Jing, and even used himself as bait, just to make him kill in public.

In this way, even if he breaks the rules of peaceful coexistence, he will be hunted down by humans.

Jiang Hua didn't really care about these things, and if he did it again, he would still kill Lou Jing.

Because Mr. Gingerbread had just appeared on stage at that time, and the demonic poison was flashing in Lou Jing's hands. If he didn't do anything again, Mr. Gingerbread would be poisoned by the demonic poison again.

Even if Wulei Ling can detoxify, Jiang Hua doesn't want to see Mr. Gingerbread trembling in pain on the hospital bed again.

In comparison, being hunted down by humans is completely unimportant.

He is proud and conceited, contemptuous of everything.

But it wasn't until the talisman fire ignited on her body that Jiang Hua discovered a fact in a daze.

He is no longer as strong as he used to be, and now he is no different from the weak creatures in the world.

Looking at the scar on his hand, he was a little shocked that the talisman of a weak human could actually hurt him.

This deep-rooted thinking is difficult to change. He seems to be used to looking down on other people, not in terms of perspective, but in attitude.

There should be no life in the world who can sit on an equal footing with him.

In the past he stood on the clouds, but now, he fell into the dust.

He still can't accept this fact.Jiang Hua stared at his fingers in a daze. He still felt that he shouldn't be so weak. Even in this downfall, he firmly believed.

With a "click", the closed door was opened again.

This time, more than just a crack was opened, and a man walked in.

Jiang Hua looked up, but it wasn't the person he expected.

The person who came was a Taoist priest who imprisoned him here not long ago, and he seemed to be in charge, but it didn't matter, he had no interest in anyone other than Mr. Gingerbread, so he lowered his head again.

The person in charge didn't mind Jiang Hua's indifference, he walked up to Jiang Hua on his own, and looked down at Jiang Hua who was sitting in the corner.

Jiang Hua felt that the man seemed to be looking at him, but he still didn't look up.

The person in charge suddenly let out a "huh", he noticed the medicine bottle next to Jiang Hua, and he kicked the medicine bottle with his toe.

Jiang Hua shot out violently, pinched his ankle, gave him a cold look, and then vigorously swung the man's ankle away.

The person in charge staggered back two steps, instead of being angry, he said with a strange smile, "Why are you so fierce?"

He walked over again, and said in a strange voice: "Tsk tsk, look at the burns on your body, someone has worked so hard to give you medicine, wouldn't it be a disappointment for you if you don't apply it?"

Jiang Hua remained silent, only looking at him coldly.

"Oh, I forgot." The person in charge suddenly patted his forehead angrily, as if he had really forgotten something important: "You want that person to paint it for you?"

He showed a malicious smile: "Do you want me to bring Jiang Bing here for you?"

He wanted to say more, but the next sentence was stuck in his throat, and Jiang Hua pinched him against the wall by the neck.

Jiang Hua stared at the man under him whose face was flushed due to lack of oxygen. He looked completely different from Sheng Yu, but he just felt that this man was Lou Jing.

Only Lou Jing knew about his relationship with Jiang Bing and knew that Jiang Bing could be used to provoke him.

But shouldn't Lou Jing be killed by him?Even if it was possessed by a demon soul, Lou Jing shouldn't have found the next suitable host so quickly.

Unless... what he killed was not Lou Jing's possessed Sheng Yu at all, and what he saw was not the truth.

In the demon fog that enveloped the entire city, there was no truth at all.

"Hehe." The man whose neck was strangled by Jiang Hua had veins burst out on his neck, but he still struggled and let out a vicious laugh, exactly the same as Lou Jing's.

It really was him!Jiang Hua thought to himself, the force on his fingers increased at the same time, the man's throat was pinched tightly, and it only took an instant to snap.

Even so, the man struggled and let out an ugly scream: "Yes, that's it, let's be more vicious!"

He looked crazy and joyful, the more vicious Jiang Hua was, the more he liked, he encouraged: "Let these human beings see how cruel you really are!"