Great Sui Storyteller

Chapter 599 598. Swear?

The secret belonging to an ancient sect was unreservedly uttered by the expressionless Luoshen at this moment.

It can even be learned from the words that... when some things happened back then, Zhu Huai and the woman were there.

Witnessed a secret that may have been buried long ago.

But facing Luoshen's question, the woman did not give an answer.

Still standing there, looking at that face that was obviously carved by nature, but now has a dull face...

Ugly.

This is her assessment.

When the master braved the raging flames, he brought himself to that dungeon.

When she personally saw the woman dig out the man's heart and liver, holding it in her hands and eating it bite by bite, she could no longer express any other emotions towards this face.

but……

Perhaps his own death is getting closer.

Beauty and ugliness, sympathy or hatred, like and dislike, it seems that these boundaries are not so important anymore.

So, she vented the aura of being one with the heaven and the earth.

Returned to that weak look.

Then, she noticed that her nose was itchy, and took out a handkerchief to cover her mouth and nose.

But the moment she made this movement, the scales at Luoshen's collarbone on the opposite side suddenly spread rapidly.

It seemed to have noticed something, and the opening and closing of the scales showed a look of incomparable excitement.But just when those layers of scales were about to cover Luoshen's beautiful face, a nine-petaled lotus quietly appeared on top of Luoshen's head.

A lotus petal fell down, as if carrying a strange power.

It seems that thousands of people are praying, and it seems that endless desires are rising.

As soon as the scales came into contact with the lotus petals, there was a surge on Luoshen's skin, like avoidance, anger, fear, and disgust.

It fell silent again.

And that lotus has eight petals left.

Dissipating slowly in the holy radiance.

"Is that your purpose?"

The woman covering her mouth and nose slowly frowned.

"What kind of evil technique is this? Could it be that the thousands of prayers are from your believers? What about the desire? Is it made by the soul thread? It can suppress this ghost?"

She looked puzzled.

But Luoshen didn't explain much, and looked at her directly...or at the handkerchief in her hand that was gradually showing plum red.

"It turns out that you... you don't live long."

"..."

Hearing her words, the woman slowly put down her handkerchief.

The tip of her nose could vaguely see a trace of residual red, and the pure white handkerchief was already dotted with plum blossoms.

Now that you've discovered it, don't hide it.

So she nodded:

"Well, there are not a few years to live."

"...was hurt by Master Ni?"

"maybe."

The woman gave an ambiguous answer.

"How long do you have to live?"

After hearing this question, a very meaningful smile suddenly appeared on the woman's face:

"Who knows."

"..."

This time, Luoshen fell silent.

it is true?
Or an illusion?

Obviously hurt by Zhu Huai, Huang Xizi, the chief inspector of incense palm, personally said that "it cannot be understood unless he understands the Tao", but just now, the fierce flame that burned everything has completely denied this statement.

But now she was bleeding from her mouth and nose again, and her vitality was failing.

She obviously knew that she didn't have long to live...but for some reason, she didn't believe it.

Because... She knows this child too well.

Back then, she was the one who instigated Zhu Huai to ignite a prairie fire that night and sealed off the inside and outside of the mountain gate.

Forcing himself to fight those hidden door rebels like raising Gu.

Although he completed his revenge, relying on the all-devouring property of the clothes on his body, he killed all the thieves.

But if Zhu Huaizai hadn't been disappointed after seeing the fame of this demon-scale celestial garment, and left after bluntly saying "ridiculous demon", then that night...she would never have survived.

And after that, it was she who blocked everything in the hidden door herself, and found the method of concealing energy and tracking method that Baiqisi is famous for today, which made the small battalion, which was originally only a secret operation in the army, now a The most unpredictable existence in the world.

At the same time, it was she who personally destroyed the foundation of Yinmen for thousands of years. After burning everything, she said to herself:

"you're free."

Everything is created by her.

And from that time together, Luoshen has been extremely jealous of her.

Now, when he realizes that her life is not long and the joy from his heart, after seeing this smile, the joy in his heart has turned into that surprise again.

The woman on the opposite side seemed to sense her emotions, and said to herself:
"Reminiscing about the old days, let's go here."

She bent down to pick up the bamboo hat on the ground, patted it a few times, and held it in her hand.

"Since I set off, Du Fuwei has also disappeared in Liyang. But... your Bailian sect seems to be inferior to my Baiqisi. When I went to Tianmu Mountain today, I got information that the temple in Dongfeng There were a few more overnight guests last night."

"..."

In Luoshen's silence, she tilted her head and asked curiously:
"It took so much thought to call me here just to let me meet Du Fuwei?...Could it be that you bet the treasure of rebuilding the hidden door on him?"

"...It seems that I really can't hide anything from you."

Seeing that he couldn't hide anymore, Luoshen didn't hide anymore.

"Today, the White Lotus Buddhist Sect has hundreds of thousands of followers..."

"I do not believe."

Before the other party continued, the woman shook her head:

"The control method of your White Lotus Sect is nothing more than rooting the mind through the soul-drawing thread sewn in the picture. When it is activated, it can make people lose their minds and become marionettes. Others don't know it, but I know it. Soul-drawing Silk, as an important reliance for the development of the spies of the demon race in the hidden sect, has obvious advantages and disadvantages. The advantage is that once it is deeply planted, it can only be suppressed, not eradicated. It will also be affected below. And that's why I gave Huang Xizi the two "White Lotus Morning Confession" that you sent.

But the shortcoming is also very fatal. People have desires and desires are mixed. From the beginning of controlling one person, the caster will be impacted by the desires and wills of others.Infinite desires rush directly into the brain of the performer, causing the soul to lose an inch.The demon-scale celestial robe worn by the hidden door spies was originally a product of the flesh and blood of the demon race. It has no gods or wisdom and only respects instinct and acts, relying on the host to swallow blood and desire to live.And if the wearer loses consciousness, then the monster will immediately come looking for the bait of desire, and swallow everything including the caster by instinct.Hundreds of thousands of congregants?you……"

Suddenly, she paused.

His brows furrowed instantly.

wrong.

She overlooked something...

"Hee hee~"

A seductive voice suddenly came from Luoshen's mouth.

She seems to be a different person.

"Say it, Xiao Xiuning, why don't you continue talking?"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

The sound of gurgling water sounded from under Luoshen's skirt.

Streams of life-like black liquid squirmed and rubbed on the ground, and the fine scales rubbed against the bluestone, making scalp-numbing noises.

If Li Zhen had been present, he would have vomited it immediately.

But the woman was unmoved.

Instead, he squinted his eyes slightly, watching the pool of black inexplicable matter slowly separate from Luoshen, and beside her, formed a pitch-black shadow that had nothing to do with Luoshen.

A seductive voice also sounded from its mouth:
"Why do you think I keep her alive? Do you really think that ridiculous lotus can protect her from being corrupted by me forever?...Ah~"

"It" stretched out its finger, and its pitch-black fingertips turned into a flexible snake, crawling from mid-air to the front of the woman, rolling up the silk handkerchief on the ground...

"Your blood..."

An unprecedented sense of satisfaction appeared on the dark "it" face.

"Desire, obsession, hatred, disgust...it's just..."

A pair of snake-like vertical pupils emerged from the dark eye sockets, looking at the woman opposite with an extremely greedy look:
"You are more delicious than her... from the first moment I saw you, I knew it!"

"Huh~"

A sarcastic sneer appeared on the woman's face:

"Since that's the case, I'm here, why don't I dare to come over?"

"Hee hee hee hee~"

The charming, numb, and charming voice is full of joy and happiness, but the words that can be spoken have unparalleled pride and anticipation:

"Because, it's not yet time~ There is no sadness, no fear, just like fresh soup that hasn't been stewed until the time. My little Xiuning~~"

In the vertical pupil, greed is as real as it is.

"I'll always be waiting, waiting for when death comes, what kind of refreshing fear will you frail human race exude when you face the great fear of life and death. And... when you find your loved one but can't be with him When we were together for a long time... the endless sadness and regret. But before that, don't worry..."

The pitch-black nails hooked the wooden but peerless jaw, and it whispered with a heavy panting sound:
"She won't die, and everything she told you is true. It doesn't matter whether it's ridiculous human believers or endless desires. I won't let her die~"

After finishing speaking, a small pitch-black snake suddenly split out of its body.

The little snake uttered a cold long letter, and swam up to the woman:
"Bring it, your blood is too precious. It shouldn't be wasted anywhere~ And you can contact me anytime you need anything. Make a deal, and I will help you get everything you want~ and When your life comes to an end, you will become the delicacy I am most looking forward to!"

His eyes were filled with unparalleled anticipation and restraint.

And the woman didn't seem to feel anything after hearing this.

It's just... She looked at the little snake waiting quietly, and suddenly said:
"Swear in the name of Zhu Jiuyin?"

"..."

The greedy vertical pupil suddenly expanded!
Endless emotions such as shock, fear, fear, etc. are revealed.

"How do you know..."

Ignoring its words, the woman just asked in a flat voice:

"make a deal?"

"..."

(End of this chapter)