Feeding humans, she's serious

Ning Zhi walked out of the secret room step by step, the bone whip in his hand was hanging weakly, pulling out an extremely long line of blood.

Just as he walked to the door, he happened to meet Mo Chouzhou who had gone and returned.

Mo Chouzhou smelled the strong blood, and had a bad premonition in his heart. Looking at the person who was obviously not right, he forced himself to ask calmly: "What's the matter? Fairy Fanyin, didn't she look for you? "

Ning Zhi rolled his eyes slowly, picked up the snow-stained bone whip from the ground, and said in a long lament: "You will never see her again."

The thing in Mo Chouzhou's hand fell down instantly, and he held his thumping heart in disbelief: "You killed Gu Fanyin?!"

"How is it possible - she is the way of heaven!"

"Heaven?" Hearing these words, Ning Zhi was stunned for wiping the bloody hand, "How could she be Heaven?"

He didn't find any breath of heaven in her at all!

Mo Chouzhou scratched his hair in dismay, and his original coquettish appearance instantly collapsed. He looked at the hesitant Ning Zhi, and almost cried out: "Didn't she tell you all this?"

"Gu Fanyin refined the aura of heaven on Ning Jue! Because of this, I was almost cut into pieces."

"When it came out, it was completely a blood man..."

Hearing this, the string in Ning Zhi's head suddenly broke, and he suddenly turned his head, as if it had been broken, and suddenly remembered what that person said to him.

The phrase "I chose you, then you are the Son of Heaven" turned out to mean this...

The pain was extreme, but all the emotions on Ning Zhi disappeared completely. He turned his head stiffly and moved forward, walking faster and faster——

Even Mo Chouzhou didn't have time to stop him.

After running for an unknown distance, Ning Zhi leaned alone in a remote corner, staring blankly at the palm embedded in his palm, and suddenly felt the corners of his eyes become cold.

that's tears...

That's tears...

He looked up at the sky, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he frantically stretched out his hand to touch his neck.

No more, the imprint that reminded him all the time... will no longer leave any warmth.

Ning Zhi closed his eyes and let himself be engulfed by the sudden surge of demon energy.

There was tearing pain in his body, and his face became as pale as paper under the pressure.

The deep part of his throat was filled with the smell of blood, and the extremely intense tinnitus made him unable to hear anything.

Ning Zhi laughed at himself, and the warm water fell on his hand little by little, slowly seeping into his blood, and forcibly scalding through the heart that had been carefully mended.

Ning Zhi himself had forgotten that in his previous life, he had a ray of ancient devil energy fused in his body, and it was on this basis that he could truly cultivate both immortality and devil.

That demonic energy is restless, and often brings tearing pain, the demon master in the past didn't care about it, and under the strong goal, he has long been used to the pain that often accompanies him.

It turned out that this ray of magic energy has been with him until now.

But why, he never noticed it?

Ning Zhi lay on the boulder, leaving only one truth in his heart that he did not want to reveal the most.

Because of Gu Fanyin.

Because of the person who can suppress all demon energy.

He was the beneficiary of that contract from beginning to end.

This is just too ridiculous - what was thought to be restraint turned out to be the most secure and silent protection.

She lied to him. The person who kept saying that she would come to protect him would never appear again.

In the extremely luxuriously decorated secret room lay two corpses that had lost all breath.

Mo Chouzhou stood not far away in a daze, even the voice of his words was far away from him.

Ning Zhi actually killed Gu Fanyin.

He squatted down, thinking countless thoughts in his mind.

Maybe there will be no more generous employers in the future,

There will no longer be the most secure backing,
I don't know if Yuqimen is still willing to take the order, maybe the Yunqiong Palace that gave him a place to live will be nothing...

But after only a moment, those thoughts disappeared.

Mo Chouzhou forced himself to stand up to test Gu Fanyin's breath, knowing that it was impossible, but still holding on to the slightest hope.

How did this person die?

This omnipotent person... how could he just fall to the ground in such a sloppy manner?

Mo Chouzhou's fingers were stiff, as if he had returned to the winter when he saw his parents killing each other.

It's so cold - he thought, it's time to ask Gu Fanyin for Lingshi to buy a charcoal fire.

If she is really stingy, then it is not impossible for him to produce the spirit stone himself.

Anyway, as long as she wakes up, Yunqiong Palace can survive countless winters.

but……

"What are you doing?"

Are you hallucinating?
Mo Chouzhou's stiff eyeballs turned slightly, and in the next second, he met Gu Fanyin who got up from the ground.

Gu Fanyin moved his hand away in disgust, and put his hand on another corpse next to him in the next second.

"Hiss—Ning Zhi is really ruthless," Gu Fanyin touched the wound and sighed, and then ordered Mo Chouzhou confidently: "Hurry up and help him up? He will really die a few seconds later."

what……?
Mo Chouzhou mechanically lifted the disciple of the Imperial Artifact Sect who seemed to be lifeless, and his originally clear thoughts froze in an instant.

Who can tell him—why the dead body can get up, and even save people?

When did the world of cultivating immortals collectively evolve?
No one came to inform him——

"What are you doing in a daze? Do you want to smother people to death?"

Gu Fanyin patted him on the shoulder and almost jumped up again in shock.

Mo Chouzhou lowered his head, only to realize that his hands had covered the man's mouth and nose at some point.

...Maybe he was afraid that he would say something terrible, Mo Chouzhou thought silently.

"Cough cough cough-"

The disciple of Yuqimen coughed hard several times. He looked at the blood on the ground and couldn't help touching his neck. Those blank eyes were extremely pitiful, and he even trembled when he spoke: "...I, I do you died?"

Mo Chouzhou answered subconsciously: "Dead?"

Seeing his disciple's terrified face, he also became confused: "It seems to be alive again?"

Gu Fanyin gave him a shudder on the spot.

"He is possessed by Ning Jue's remnant soul. Thanks to Ning Jue's soul being nourished by the breath of heaven, this body is also stained with light."

"Since I have pulled you out of Huangquan, don't think about dying anymore."

dead, dead...

The head of the Yuqimen disciple seemed to have been hit with a sap, and it was completely empty.

"Ah, ah..." He covered his head and yelled twice, then suddenly fixed his eyes, and muttered to himself in an extremely serious tone: "Why did I die...?"

"The Yunqiong Palace hasn't been finished yet... It hasn't surpassed my brother's work... I haven't told Master that he is really going bald..."

"boom--"

Gu Fanyin fed someone a drug without hesitation, and threw it to Mo Chouzhou by the collar.

"Look for Wu He to clear his memory for him, and then...to satisfy all his requirements."

"understand?"

Mo Chouzhou looked dull: "...Understood."

Gu Fanyin turned her head: "Then hurry up!"

Seeing his confused face after speaking, he couldn't help but add: "Feed one for yourself."

Mo Chouzhou was still in a daze, but he replied very quickly: "Then can I ask for everything?"

Gu Fanyin: "..."

Gu Fanyin: "...Get lost."