Heaven Defying Little Demon Concubine: Rules for Cultivating Corpse Emperors

Chapter 578 The Dream of Backtracking (4)

In fact, he didn't see her in his eyes.

Even if he lives alone on the top of Jumang Mountain, only she and him are there.

But in his eyes, there is no difference between her and the tables, chairs, benches, jugs and bookshelves in this room.Or, she could compare it with his few books that she couldn't put it down.

She knows, but she doesn't care.

He is the Master Houqing of Jumang Mountain, and he is an existence that is looked up to and followed by others.His tenderness to all men was a noble kindness, and nothing else.

Zhanxi looks up to him, like everyone else.

Huaxi watched the little weapon monster approaching her adult with cold eyes, thinking, of course, you are a weapon monster, if you are really born to be a magic weapon, he is the best choice.

But Huaxi has always been a little strange seeing it now.

This dream is very realistic, and even his attitude is very objective, following the pattern of 10,000+ years ago, as if the scene is repeating itself.

Huaxi can feel everything that the weapon demon feels, including her mood ups and downs, physical perception, she can empathize with it.

But the problem is that she is soberly aware of the existence of her own consciousness, which is independent of Zhanxi's existence.

Huaxi didn't understand why this happened... What's the relationship between her and this weapon demon?
Could it be that she is Zhanxi?
That's right...the burning of the body and the blood sacrifice seem to have some relationship.

And Huaxi has a faint premonition...

What she feels now is entirely from Zhanxi's perspective, and she looks up at Houqing from Zhanqing's perspective.

Well, if time continues to pass...then it should be Hou Qing's death that will be faced immediately.

Huaxi's hunch was right.

Sure enough, the war was coming soon.

From Zhanxi's perspective, everyone is blurred, except Houqing.

That battle lasted for a day and a night, and Zhanxi kept buzzing in Houqing's hands, like a trapped animal.

There were constant heavy gasps in his ears, which were his struggles when he was dying.

Houqing died because a magic soldier was inferior to a human...

He had his pride, and he didn't want to be cut off by the enemy to receive the reward, so he fought his way out of the siege and escaped in a trance.

During that process, Zhan Qing kept screaming, trying to struggle to become one with others, so that he could escape and save his life.

But she failed.

Houqing committed suicide with Zhanqing.

He finally left the enemy far behind, exhausted, and fell to his knees in the wilderness.

Zhan Qing refused, and was still struggling when he was about to commit suicide, and even turned into a human form without authorization.

He was a little surprised: "Zhanqing, be obedient, do this last thing for me, and you will be free."

She still couldn't speak, crawled all over the ground, wanted to escape, but couldn't bear him, and finally crawled back crying.

His face was covered with blood, dripping from his eyelids, those eyes were as gentle as ever, but half dozed with fatigue.

sorry Sorry sorry.

She hugged his arm with difficulty and cried.

"Be good..." He had no strength left, but he still gently stroked her little head, "It's not your fault, you are hot, but you happened to meet me like this, and it's God's will that I'm here today."

If you don't listen or listen, you obviously won't lose. If you didn't soften your heart at the beginning, if I didn't resist, you wouldn't have lost!

"Maybe the fate has come now," he said with a helpless smile, "but it's too late."

He committed suicide in the end, Zhanqing fulfilled him in order to preserve his dignity.

At that moment, Huaxi felt as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp knife...

(End of this chapter)