"Free and limitless inner demon calamity"
Spreading all the phenomena in the world of mortals and transforming them into countless demonic tribulations is called the freedom of limitless inner demonic tribulations.
This is the first time he has used it with all his strength since he became the master of unlimited inner demon calamity.
"Have you seen my head?"
The voice sounded again. The voice was neither high nor low, low and sad, but it was filled with terrifying power. The moment the voice sounded, his transformation was shattered, and the demon was annihilated. Ye Qing groaned, and blood spurted from his mouth and nose.
Then, Ye Qing felt a terrible, terrifying breath of death that engulfed him.
"Give me your head, okay?"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Qing felt a pair of icy-cold hands strangle his neck.
At that moment, Ye Qing felt as if he had fallen into the underworld, his body was stiff and his mind was out of place.
Is he...dying?
Various thoughts flashed through Ye Qing's mind, including some regret, some reluctance, and some sadness, but at the same time, there was also some joy and relief.
Regret, I regret entering this place;
If you don’t want to, you won’t want to die here;
Sadness is the sadness of death;
I'm happy, because at least the little guy is fine;
Liberation comes from the fact that once you die, everything will be over, and you will have no worries from now on.
There were all kinds of emotions, but when death was imminent, Ye Qing didn't have any fear or fear. His mood became calmer and his head became clearer.
Accepting death calmly seems to be a good thing.
But at this moment, a shadow suddenly rushed from a distance and landed on his shoulder.
"Why are you back again?!"
Seeing the little guy coming back, he said anxiously.
"Woooo..."
The little guy whined twice and gestured aggrievedly twice, as if he was very sad that Ye Qing had abandoned him.
"You...oh...forget it!"
He originally wanted the little guy to leave alone, but he didn't expect that the little guy would go and come back again. Now that the matter was a foregone conclusion, it would be useless to blame the little guy.
Rather than blaming and being angry, Ye Qing was more moved and warmed to the fact that the little guy had come back and was willing to accompany him through life and death.
In this world, sharing wealth and honor is easy, but sharing life and death is always the most difficult thing.
"Life is different from life, but death is the same. It is a blessing to be able to die with you at this time and here, and it will become clear..."
"Hahaha……"
Ye Qing slowly raised his lips and laughed loudly.
It is my good fortune to share life and death together!
At the same time, Ye Qing felt the cold hands on his neck getting tighter and tighter, and a sharp pain slowly spread throughout his body, as if those hands were trying to break his neck and take off his head.
"Woooo..."
In the blur of consciousness, Ye Qing seemed to hear the little guy's cry again. There seemed to be a hint of urgency, surprise and happiness in the cry.
"Surprise? Happy?"
A trace of doubt arose in Ye Qing's heart. He didn't understand why the little guy was so surprised and happy.
But slowly, the little guy's surprise seemed to be filled with grievance and sadness.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but as the little guy screamed, he felt that the strength of the hands holding his neck was slowly decreasing, and the pain was also slowly weakening.
"No...this is not an illusion."
Then, he knew that this was not an illusion, but a fact.
Because his consciousness is slowly returning.
Not only that, as the little guy screamed, the terrifying aura behind him that was locked on him also seemed to be a little chaotic.
In his peripheral vision, Ye Qing saw the little guy's small palms tightly grasping one of the fingers of the pale palms around his neck. Facing the fallen saint, his clear and ethereal eyes were full of sadness and mourning, but At the same time, there are also some surprises, hopes and desires.
"Could it be that the little guy knew this saint before his death?"
Ye Qing had a bold idea in his mind.
The next moment, something shocking happened to Ye Qing. Amidst the little guy's screams, the pale hands that were strangling his neck slowly loosened their grip and gently landed on the little guy's head, stroking it. few times.
Although the movements were a little stiff and hesitant, they were gentle and gentle.
The little guy also squinted his eyes slightly, with a look of enjoyment on his face, giggling, and was very happy.
However, the next moment, the pale hand caressing the little guy suddenly retracted. At the same time, Ye Qing felt that the terrifying aura behind him suddenly disappeared.
Ye Qing felt something in his heart and immediately turned around, but there was nothing behind him.
Obviously, that saint has left.
"Gone? Did I survive?"
Ye Qing was in a trance for a while, feeling a little unreal, but then a kind of ecstasy of surviving a disaster came to his heart.
Yes, he didn't die, he survived.
This feeling of going from death to life, from hell to heaven, is really exciting and mysterious.
Ye Qing felt that his spirit and will had greatly improved and sublimated.
Between life and death, there is great terror;
Between life and death, there are great opportunities.
"Woooo..."
At this time, the little guy on the shoulder also noticed that the saint was leaving and whined a few times, his eyes filled with confusion and sadness.
Then, the little guy jumped off Ye Qing's shoulders and ran in one direction.
"brat……"
Ye Qing came back to his senses and chased after him without any hesitation.
He knew clearly that the little guy was chasing the saint.
He also knew that he could survive this time both because of the little guy and because of luck.
If I catch up with him this time and see the saint again, I may not have such good luck.
But at the critical moment of life and death, the little guy could come back without hesitation and live and die with him, so why couldn't he?
As a human being, if you are not even as good as a weirdo, then you are not worthy of being a human being.
So, he chased after him without hesitation.
"This...what should we do?"
After Ye Qing left, Shangguan Hongjin and Tufuzi recovered from the previous terror and shock.
"I owe him my life."
Shangguan Hongjin bit his silver teeth and chased after him.
Even though she knew that she might meet the terrifying headless saint again and die, she still had to go.
Because she owed him her life, she had to go, she couldn't help but go, at worst, it was a life for a life.
"Stupid, stupid!"
Seeing this, the Tufuzi cursed. He knew he could live, but he rushed to die in a hurry. How could he not be stupid?
Isn't it good for him to be alive?
After scolding, the native master also chased after him.
Therefore, in that sentence, he was not only scolding Shangguan Hongjin, but also scolding himself.
Because he himself is stupid.
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"Jiejie...a saint's corpse, a flawless saint, so good, so good."
A stiff and sinister laughter suddenly sounded in the basin.
Accompanied by strange laughter, four women walked out of the darkness.
The four women were all naked, with slim figures and delicate looks. The bloody moonlight fell on the women's crystal jade-like skin, creating ripples like it was covered with a layer of bloody gauze.
The four women walked lightly, their footsteps falling on the ground silently, like elves walking from the darkness, so beautiful, so flawless, so touching.
However, if you observe carefully, you will find that not only are there no footsteps as the four women walk, but you can't even hear breathing or heartbeat.
It was as if the four of them were the living dead.
The strangest thing is that four women are carrying a coffin. The coffin is dark, gloomy and ominous.
