The girl's voice was trembling, barely able to form a sentence, "You were lonely, so he made me to play with you; if you were timid, he used me to force you to fight; he thought you valued me too much, so he let me die... …
You are the proud daughter of heaven and the world revolves around you. Who am I? Just a toy! "
Shao Haoyue's face turned pale and her lips moved, but she didn't know how to argue. The girl was right, all her tragedies were because of her.
Between the two of them, it was never Huahua who needed her protection, but she who needed Huahua's company and her presence to prove that her weak, innocent self was worthy of living.
Looking at the girl who was shouting hoarsely, guilt and fear surged over her, suffocating her.
She closed her eyes in despair, her master's disappointed eyes kept flashing in her mind, and Huahua's cries of resentment lingered in her ears.
Is your original self really not liked by everyone? Weakness, is it really so unjust?
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at the green grass at her feet. The grass blades swayed slightly in the breeze, revealing the grass buds sprouting below. The buds were yellow in color and so tender. With a slight touch, the skin would break open and the juice would flow out. Come.
No, being weak is not a given.
All living creatures have their moments of weakness. Even if they are as powerful as mythical beasts, they should also have a weak cub stage.
She was not wrong!
As if a pair of hands had parted the fog in front of the bright moon, Shao Haoyue's eyes became firm. Grasping this bit of clarity, she slowly struggled out of the abyss of guilt.
At this moment, a cold light struck, and the skin on his chest felt a faint sting of murderous intent.
Shao Haoyue suddenly raised his head and reached out to hold the girl's waving hand.
She looked into the girl's eyes and said calmly: "Yes, I am very afraid that she will resent me and that she will regret coming to this world.
In fact, I really hope that she can vent all her emotions like you, instead of holding everything in her heart and digesting it by herself. "
As she spoke, the divine power surged in her palm, and the girl disappeared like quicksand, the scenery collapsed, and the darkness of the Siro Forest appeared again.
The moment Shao Haoyue performed the magic, Hou Yu was overjoyed. As a practitioner of illusion, ordinary illusions were of no use to her.
Originally, he didn't expect to be able to control her with illusions, so he cast Thousand Flowers Falling Dream, intending to contain the Shadow Guard, but he didn't expect an unexpected surprise.
The Shadow Guard was only affected, but she was trapped in a dream.
However, the joy was short-lived. Before Hou Yu could break through the shadow guard's defense and attack Shao Haoyue, Shao Haoyue broke free from the dream.
Meeting Hou Yu's astonished gaze, Shao Haoyue twitched the corners of her lips and said, "You brothers and sisters are really kind and love to make a fuss about other people's weaknesses."
The curvature of her lips gradually turned mocking, and her left eye was stained with blood, like a clear ruby, clearly reflecting Hou Yu's figure.
Hou Yu suddenly felt a pair of invisible hands holding his magic core, and the biting coldness seeped into his limbs and bones.
Danger!
His alarm bell sounded loudly, and there was a loud bang around him, and light pink waves surged, just like cherry rain falling all over the sky.
However, he was not given any time to react. At that moment, the invisible hand grasped it and tightened it suddenly. The huge force almost crushed his magic core.
Snapped!
Something shattered instantly, it was his stand-in puppet.
The grip on the magic core finally disappeared. Houyu took a deep breath and jumped up. His body flashed like lightning, moving at high frequency and speed, giving Shao Haoyue no chance to lock on.
"The Eye of Killing! How can you have the Eye of Killing!"
"Eye of Killing?" Even under siege, Gui Tu couldn't help but turn his head and asked in surprise when he heard these four words.
Most of the other magic soldiers looked confused, "What is the Eye of Killing?"
"It's the secret technique of the Blood Demon Clan." A senior demon soldier said in a deep voice to explain to everyone, "It's the secret pupil technique of the Blood Demon Clan directly under the Demon Emperor. After the demise of the Blood Demon Clan, this secret technique was also lost. …”
Shao Haoyue ignored everyone's comments. The red light in his blood pupils circulated and became deeper. When he captured Hou Yu's magic core again, he activated his pupil technique again.
The demon core is the heart and source of power of the demon clan. When the demon core was injured, even Hou Yu couldn't hold it back and let out a terrifying scream before falling straight down.
The five Phoenix Guards who were besieging Gui Tu immediately separated into two and attacked him.
"Little Lord!"
"Little Lord!"
…
Now the demon soldiers who were replaced by the Nightmare of Despair were anxious. Their young master practiced illusion and was not good at close combat. He was not the barbarian Gui Tu who was comparable to the ferocious beasts of the ancient times.
Moreover, without the restraint of their young master's illusions, the five shadow guards could exert their full strength.
Fortunately, the battle ahead allowed the Despair Nightmare Soldier to keep up with his young master, and several personal guards were beside him.
Seeing this situation, some people went to pick up the unconscious Hou Yu, and some people stepped forward to stop the shadow guard. When they met, there was no demon standing within ten feet in front of them, including even a guard of Hou Yu who had cultivated in the ancient demon realm.
All the demon soldiers were horrified to see that, they were the personal guards of Young Master Yushan. With the cooperation of several shadow guards, they were as easy as chopping vegetables and melons.
What is the origin of the Phoenix Clan's Shadow Guard?
Shocked and frightened, the desperate nightmare soldiers dare not and will not retreat at this time.
Seeing Shao Haoyue carrying Huanshi Ling and running towards Hou Yu, Gui Tu felt bad, he tightened the handle of the giant scythe and shouted: "Death to God of Death!"
As he shouted fiercely, the demonic energy in his body surged into the giant scythe. The already huge scythe suddenly surged, and a hundred-foot-tall black shadow silently appeared behind him, slowly leaning down. , integrated into Gui Tu's body.
Shao Haoyue's pupils shrank, and she immediately gave up the siege on Hou Yu and said urgently: "Quickly retreat!"
The Death of the God of Death is Qimen's taboo killing move. It is cast based on the soul of the practitioner. Once it is used, the God of Death will be possessed. Wherever the sickle is directed, there will be mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and it will be difficult for anyone to survive;
This taboo technique is very costly. Not only will the practitioner lose his soul, but he will also fall into a period of weakness, so the practitioner will not use it easily.
The Phoenix Guards were very straightforward, swung their knives a few times, turned around and ran away.
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Zhuque Shenzhou, Zhesu Medicine Garden.
Shao Haoluo stared, "Don't be so stingy, I just need a few of your roots."
Three fair and clean little dolls with chirp haircuts shook their heads like rattles. One of them even covered his chirp hair, as if he was afraid that he would forcibly pull out his hair.
Shao Haoluo was so angry that he said, "When Brother Qi comes, just offer it to me. If I want it, you won't give it to me. I wouldn't treat you differently like this!"
The three little guys still looked wary and kept a distance of three directions from him.
Shao Haoluo grinded his teeth, "I have to catch you today!"
"Xiao Shiwu, what are you doing here?"
As soon as he finished speaking harshly, a lazy voice sounded from behind, and the upward ending sound was slightly meaningful.
