For the first time in his life, Wei Kui felt so exhausted, as if he was buried in a wave of corpses.
He sat up slowly and looked at the endless sight of death in front of him. His fingers could even feel the different touch of flesh and bones, but he could not feel the existence of his own body: "Am I... in the underworld? "
Facing the news of his death, Wei Kui didn't seem surprised, and was even much calmer than most people - in his opinion, he would never die in this life, and would die heroically in some way sooner or later. However, coming so early still made him a little regretful and sad.
He hasn't become the best in the world yet... Wei Kui clenched his fists. Although he was strong enough now, he was also young enough - his future would have had unlimited possibilities, but now with the advent of death, It no longer exists.
After calming down for a while, Wei Kui finally stood up and subconsciously walked in the direction of the crowd with the dead souls.
The journey was extremely long, and Wei Kui also felt that it was different from the underworld in myths and legends he had learned about. He also tried to communicate with the "people" walking around him, but strangely they seemed to have lost their language. Function and communication ability, when Wei Kui greeted them, these people would only turn their heads and look at him with creepy eyes, and even stop in their tracks.
"Am I mute or without thinking...or am I the only one who is special?" Even after he died, Wei Kui still maintained the ability to think. After realizing that these people were different from him, Wei Kui immediately began to observe himself These people come around.
The marching team of these people is almost entirely composed of adult men. There are no women or children at all. Their appearance is also lifelike. Apart from their expressionless and lifeless faces, they are not much different from real people. And the largest The strange thing is their clothes - some wear short brown clothes that are common in Sheng Kingdom, and a few people wear more gorgeous clothes, and some even wear armor.
And the walking posture of these people is not as stiff as in the legend of Zhiguai. Everyone even shows the pace that can be shown based on their personality and clothing. Some are gentle and slow, some are strutting, some are rickety and wretched, and some are arrogant and domineering. , which made Wei Kui feel like he was walking on a lively and bustling street in a town - except for this gloomy atmosphere.
After thinking for a while, Wei Kui suddenly remembered something as if he was enlightened. He rushed forward and grabbed the face of a familiar figure. The moment he saw that face, a bold and terrifying idea suddenly emerged in his heart. Student: "These people...could they be..."
"Ha! You are Wei Kui!" A short man made a sharp voice with malicious joy, attracting the attention of everyone around him. Wei Kui will never forget the other person's face. No.
Even if he is doomed, even if he is shattered into ashes... Wei Kui will never forget the man who made him have murderous intention for the first time in his life.
"You are Lu Zhiying." Wei Kui's guess coincided with the current situation. Everyone who appeared here... was someone he had killed before.
There are many people among them who know the origin of their names, but most of them Wei Kui can't even call them by their names. With Lu Zhiying's cry, the dead souls here seemed to be awakened, and their dull faces finally showed Expressions appeared, and they all turned around.
"You are finally in my hands..." Lu Zhiying's expression was twisted and her whole body was shaking.
"Oh?" Wei Kui made a confused voice: "Why do I feel that you have fallen into my hands again?"
Lu Zhiying sneered: "We're all here now, and you really can't shed tears until you see the coffin!"
Lu Zhiying is worthy of being a failed candidate. This metaphor is not something that a person with a certain level of education can say. Although Wei Kui has not studied seriously for a few days, he is at least the best among the new generation of Shanhe University. Ti Jia He Nan has been around for so many days, and his ability to talk is not what it used to be: "I really didn't see a coffin on the way here... But I would like to ask you before killing you a second time, why are you the only one here? Can you speak?"
"Hmph, it's not that they can't speak, it's just that they don't know the name of their enemy." Lu Zhiying didn't want to answer this question at first, but two men walked out of the crowd at the same time. They looked like they were powerful. Wei Kui also recognized them - they were the two bandit leaders who were killed by him, and the King of Taishan Wu Zhiheping Wang Zhong Baihu in the Ten Palaces of Yama. "But we are different...we people are waiting for you to come here all the time!"
"So, after death, a person will come to such a ghost place, surrounded by all his defeated generals?" Wei Kui was still standing loosely, looking uninterested. "I'm not telling you. Do you know how strong I became in the days after you died?"
Wei Kui is indeed qualified to say this, because these two opponents in this "death realm" are already considered the most outstanding, but they were easily killed before Wei Kui became a disciple of Sick Mao.
"Oh, stop talking nonsense, everyone is dead now, just surrender and prepare to be beaten to death by me!" Wu Shizhi was eager to try and had already raised his fist.
Wei Kui suddenly remembered something again, and suddenly raised his hand to stop: "Wait... Since all of you who were killed by me are here, haven't you met the people who were killed by you?"
"Of course, and it's not just the people who were killed by my own hands, even the people who were caught by me in the cottage and committed suicide before I took action are all on me. But after I kill them all again, I just came here." Zhong Baihu is a relatively calm one, and there is no desire for revenge from his expression. He may simply want to be a companion with his best friend in life, and form some kind of two generals. some type of.
"Then it seems that your business is quite busy..." Wei Kui's expression showed unkindness, and Zhong Baihu's words revealed a lot of information, but he really didn't take these people seriously, so he started to think about himself again. The problem with me is that the last memory I can recall is that of blowing out Hercules' heart, and I should be considered killed by the other party, so if I kill these people again, then I will be the one to do it. Will he go to the other party, or will the powerful foreigner come to his side? If he kills Hercules again, where will everyone go, including himself?
Wei Kui was not surprised at all that he did not see Hercules, the most respectable opponent in his life, here. He must have had a life debt to repay.
However, Wei Kui did not dwell on this endless and fruitless issue for too long. Obviously, he still had the last and most important question to ask: "Last question, you can do whatever you want after I finish asking it." ——Have you ever met a little girl here? She is about fifteen or sixteen years old, about this tall, with a pointed face and big eyes."
Wei Kui noticed that Lu Zhiying still looked like a bird after so many years, so he speculated that the appearance of people in the "underworld" seemed to stay at the moment of death, so he asked this question.
That was the deepest depression in his heart and the root of everything.
"have no idea."
"Never seen it before."
Lu Zhiying pondered for a moment, and finally frowned: "You mean Lu Ning? Even I..." Halfway through his words, Lu Zhiying suddenly realized something and quickly changed his words: "She was killed by me a long time ago. La!"
"Great." Wei Kui suddenly said this. Now, he no longer needs to listen to the second half of Lu Zhiying's words. Since Lu Zhiying has never met Lu Ning, does that mean that--that little Is it possible for this girl to still live well in the human world?
Taking a deep breath, Wei Kui subconsciously touched the two halberds, but where could he take the weapons down? So he took another awkward breath.
Then he punched out fiercely from the waist, murderous intent rushed out, and souls in all directions were shattered!
There are so many people. Even Wei Kui himself seems to have lost count of how many people died in his hands. There are also familiar faces among them, such as brothers Wang Qing, Wang Chi, etc. who framed him in the Wansu camp. Wait, there are many Xie Gao warriors who cannot be named at all. It seems that the Lord of Hell is responsible for the deaths of these guys who were killed by his own army.
Every time he beat a person to death, the death realm became clearer and clearer, until no one could be seen anymore, and the place became completely gray and foggy.
"Then where am I going now?" Wei Kui returned to the feeling of physical and mental exhaustion and lay straight on the ground in a large shape.
Lu Ning who fell from the cliff should have been blamed on herself or Lu Zhiying, but she didn't seem to be dead, so was there any chance that she would survive?
I want... to return to the earth alive! After conjuring up this idea, Wei stood up abruptly, found a random direction and walked forward.
He only has two thoughts now - first, I hope he can find an end; second, I hope He Nan uses his smart brain and doesn't put me in the coffin and bury him now, otherwise he will I really want to cry!
When Wei Kui regained the feeling of physical existence, he almost forgot most of the details of what he experienced in that bizarre world, and could only vaguely hold on to some ambiguous memories - he didn't know whether it was his coma. After a big dream, I actually went to the underworld and walked through it.
His excellent sense of smell allowed him to smell several different medicinal fragrances, some of which were unpleasant, but it didn't seem to matter. Wei Kui opened his eyes, and then saw a face that seemed very familiar, but there was no memory. The ones in are different.
"Are you...Lu Ning?!" Wei Kui sat up in shock while he was dying, like a tortoise jumping out of a hot pot, startling the girl who was sitting aside making medicine.
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I don't know what you think He Nan saw, but He Nan wanted to gouge his eyes out at that moment.
Wei Kui has indeed woken up, but this guy's head doesn't seem to be very clear. At this moment, he is kneeling half-naked by the bed, holding a girl and crying, and the girl also has a look of panic on her face, sitting helplessly. Beside the bed, there is neither movement nor stillness.
As for this girl, He Nandao also knew it - after senior Gu Lianpeng diagnosed Wei Kui's injuries, he prescribed several medicines that could treat his physical injuries and brain, including those for internal use and external application, and some. One of his apprentices was specially left to take care of Wei Kui, and it was this woman.
However, He Nan and the others were not familiar with her. They only knew that Senior Gu called her "Bo'er".
He Nan could understand Wei Kui's mood swings after he woke up, but this manner was too embarrassing, so after adjusting his expression, he opened the door again and walked in: "Hey, calm down! "
Wei Kui turned his head abruptly, and although there were still tears on his face, you could see that the corners of his mouth were flying: "Ananda, this is the Lu Ning I told you, the Lu Ning who saved our village! "
When they first met, Lao Wei seemed to have been talking to him about this matter. He Nan immediately began to recall it, but Bo'er looked a little embarrassed, and her hands were so nervous that she didn't know where to put them. , muttered: "Even if you say so, I don't know..."
