After the hero goes crazy

Chapter 391

"You, you actually eat monsters..."

At this time, the "Concubine Tu" has shown her original shape and turned into a five-tailed red fox.

It heard Chen Taiwei's words, coupled with this person's super strength, full of evil spirit, a pair of bright yellow round eyes showed despair and fear.

"Why not?" Chen Taiwei grinned, the evil spirit in his body far surpassed the evil spirit:

"Monsters can eat people, so people can naturally eat monsters." 'He' looked down on evil spirits, and didn't want to talk too much with 'Concubine Tu':
"First kill you, then kill Zhu Dingchen."

"Don't—" Emperor Shenqi screamed.

When he saw 'Concubine Tu' transformed into a demon, he didn't think it was weird.

As if he had foreseen it long ago, he might have guessed that this 'loved concubine' is not a human being.

But this demon concubine was even more useless than he had imagined, she couldn't hold it even for a round in Chen Taiwei's hands, and was immediately hoisted up.

Born 700 years ago in troubled times, the Taoist murderer was far more powerful than Emperor Shenqi had expected. His hopes fell through, and he felt that his death was approaching, so he cried out loudly.

"Don't!" The demon fox also barked, shouting loudly:

"Old Ancestor, help."

"Old Ancestor, help!" Concubine Tu screamed, and as soon as she finished speaking—'Chi! '

The already dark candles in the hall were extinguished instantly.

It was clearly not dark yet, but you couldn't see your fingers in Ruo's palace.

"Ah—" Emperor Shenqi, who had not died yet, let out a hoarse and desperate scream. The darkness brought him great depression, and his liver and gallbladder were torn apart.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

'Bang bang, bang bang. ’ There was a chaotic heartbeat, and at this moment, the ground, walls, and roof beams suddenly trembled, cracking a series of gaps.

A strange purple-red light glowed in the gap, and a large amount of monster mist mixed with a fishy smell escaped from it, reflecting the entire hall like the rumored hell.

After the extreme silence and depression, a shadow enveloped the four fields without knowing when.

Five long tails swayed, and a large head with a sharp mouth and erect ears slowly lifted up.

The invisible pressure dissipated, and the mountain-like mouth opened, revealing a mouth full of sharp serrations.

"Chen Taiwei—hehe—" Fox King's shrill voice sounded.

Its figure is like a surging water, sliding and swimming quickly on the four walls, and the sound comes from all directions, as if its real body is hiding in every corner of the hall, making it difficult for people to grasp its true location.

"Or should I call you..."

When the Fox King said this, he paused:

"Meng Songyun."

In mid-air, Chen Taiwei slowly let go of the hand that was holding Emperor Shenqi's neck.

The old emperor with a big hole in his chest didn't land on the ground. The invisible talisman restrained him, and the red talisman pattern completely suppressed him from top to bottom, sealing him in the mid-air.

"Meng Songyun, the undead 700 years ago."

'Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. The Fox King grinned and exposed Chen Taiwei's background.

Except for Emperor Shenqi who was panicked in mid-air, none of the surviving people seemed to have expected that this young national teacher was born 700 years ago.

Chen Taiwei didn't move, 'he' looked at Hu Ying with interest, and didn't make a sound.

700 years ago, he was already the well-deserved leader of the Taoist sect. 700 years of practice made his strength unfathomable.

Even when he met the Fox King, he was still very calm.

"700 years ago, after the death of your teacher Ming Yangzi, you became a demon overnight, slaughtered Qingyun Temple, and killed all the Taoist priests and ordinary people in the temple."

The shadow of the Fox King wandered around, attacking Chen Taiwei's heart with words:
"Among these people, there are your elders, and there are brothers and sisters you grew up with—"

When it was talking, the shadows on the four walls changed, and the scene instantly turned into a tall figure with disheveled hair and a long sword in his hand. With the tip of his sword, he pressed against a man who was kneeling on the ground with his hands clasped in fists, begging for mercy. silhouette.

"Brother, brother, don't kill me—"

"Junior brother, we grew up together—"

The image of the shadow changes rapidly, turning into different scenes of begging for mercy.

"I know that Master's death makes you very sad, but Junior Brother, that's God's will—"

"You have made a big mistake now, Master's spirit in heaven—"

"Brother, I don't want to die."

"Brother..."

Scenes of the past, moving with the changing shadows, were presented in front of Chen Taiwei one by one.

'His' pale and beautiful translucent face looked dazed, as if attracted by these past memories.

At this moment, above the main hall, two long and sharp shadows appeared.

Hu Ying's huge head gradually covered Chen Taiwei's figure, the long pointed mouth opened, black saliva flowed out from the teeth, and the fox king's claws were raised.

Several sharp long armors came out slowly, but Chen Taiwei didn't seem to notice all this.

'His' eyes changed with the shadows on the wall, the memory of 700 years ago emerged in his heart, and the voices and appearances of the brothers before they died gradually became clear.

at this time--

The fox king's claws cut off forcefully:
"Meng Songyun, take your life!"

That scolding sounded like thunder, Chen Taiwei couldn't react at all.

The long claws fell, and the force rubbed against the air, bringing out a silvery afterimage, and cut Chen Taiwei's body open with a 'boom'.

The strong demonic energy split the resentful spirit, and Chen Taiwei's resentful soul's dharma body was torn apart, exposing the skeleton inside.

The white jade skeleton suffered a blow from the demon king, and the bones broke slowly with a cracking sound.

"Dead—dead?"

The black mist in the hall gradually dissipated, revealing the messy hall.

In mid-air, a big hole was pulled out of his chest. Emperor Shenqi, who was suppressed by the talisman, saw Chen Taiwei's dharma body being broken up by the fox king, and his eyes couldn't help showing surprise and surprise.

Feng Zhen vomited blood and crawled out of the ruins.

"Hahahaha-"

The demon king's laughter resounded in the hall, the red air gradually swallowed up the black air, the image on the wall disappeared, and a gigantic phantom of the demon clan flashed in midair.

Hearing the emperor's words, the chief of Zhenma Division was overjoyed at first, and then his eyes fell on Emperor Shenqi's chest.

The two parallel hearts there were still beating tremblingly.

With his cleverness, it is not difficult for him to guess some clues. All kinds of strange and seductive things about Chen Taiwei in the past came to his mind.

The super sixth sense cultivated by Banjun all the year round made him feel uneasy. He moved his lips and said:

"Your Majesty, be careful—"

While he was speaking, the five-tailed fox-shaped 'Concubine Tu' had already appeared and said:

"The ancestor of my ethnic group shot, 'he'..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the black air that had been diffused in the midair gather and frantically poured into the shattering skeleton body.

The skeleton was nourished by the black air, and the shattering stopped, and then the black air was like an incomparably weird glue, quickly bonding the skeleton fragments together.

The broken body was reconnected, and the black gas turned into muscle, covering the bones.

The broken body reorganized, and after a while, Chen Taiwei's figure reappeared.

Once 'he' regroups, he will be fierce and extraordinary, hitting the fox king's reflection.

Red and black are intertwined, Chen Taiwei's hand is like the sharpest knife in the world, piercing into the shadow.

Strange to say, the Fox King is just a phantom and has no substance, but Chen Taiwei's shadow seems to be able to pass through his phantom and hurt his Dharma body.

That hand pierced his chest, and a large amount of monster energy spewed out of the black shadow, like the blood gushing out of the fox king.

"what--"

The Heavenly Demon Fox King let out a terrific scream, and Chen Taiwei pulled the fox shadow's front paw and tore it hard:
"Go ahead and let me see! Let me see!"

His voice was gloomy and treacherous:

"I also want to see how they died back then—why don't you just let them reappear?"

'Aww—'

The fox king's long legs were pulled, and in the shadows, its body was pulled tightly by Chen Taiwei, and it was torn away from its original body bit by bit.

Although what it appeared was not a real entity, the severe pain of being torn apart was actually transmitted to its mind through the soul.

Meng Songyun 700 years ago was extremely terrifying. 'He' practiced Taoism, but his physical body was extremely strong, not inferior to a warrior.

After 'he' died, under the blessing of resentment, the lethality increased greatly.

700 years of time endowed 'him' with stronger mana, making it inevitable for the Fox King to be restrained when facing 'him'.

Chen Taiwei ignored the howling of the Fox King, 'he' tore off Yaoxie's long leg forcefully, and as soon as the leg was torn off, a lot of evil energy was released.

The giant leg held in the palm of 'him' turned red and dissipated.

The fox king wanted to escape, 'his' made seals with both hands:
"The sky is spirited, the earth is spirited, Master Sanqing manifests his holiness, earth turns into gold, wood turns into gold, and evil spirits are forbidden to walk through this place!"

There was a smile on 'his' handsome face, and under the blessing of the black air, that smile revealed an awe-inspiring smile that made even the evil spirits tremble.

When the fox king heard the spell, he felt bad.

It didn't care about fighting with Chen Taiwei, it bumped to one side, trying to escape.

But as soon as Chen Taiwei chanted the incantation, its unfortunate premonition came true. The phantom hit the stone wall, and it should have dissipated invisible and fled back into the barrier, but the Fox King responded with a 'dong' Percussion sound.

After the blessing of the spell, the four walls that could not contain it at first seemed to turn into a cage that specifically restrained it. The moment it hit it, it was as if the body had bumped into gold and jade, and it felt like a golden star hit it.

There was a 'buzzing' at the impact of the head, if it wasn't for the Yaozu's thick skin and flesh, perhaps just this one blow would be enough to make its head bleed and its brain burst.

I saw where it hit, a huge red talisman emerged, making the wall as solid as gold soup, specially designed to subdue evil spirits.

The fox king was terrified in his heart, and without a word, he turned into red air again and burrowed into the ground.

The same situation happened again, the red air hit the ground, making the sound of gold and jade handing over.

The top of the head and the four walls were all sealed to death one by one.

Huge talismans appeared in all directions, trapping it in this hall.

"Go ahead and run away."

Chen Taiwei watched the fox king escape casually, showing great interest.

"Do you think I have nowhere to go when I cooperate with you, and I can only rely on evil spirits?"

'He' has disheveled hair and a handsome face with a ghostly look:

"Just teasing you."

The fox king was already in a state of confusion at this time, his soul and body were trapped, and he was both annoyed and regretful at this moment.

What annoys me is that I thought I could achieve a goal today and drive away Chen Taiwei by the way, but I didn't expect this old opponent from 700 years ago to become even more unpredictable after losing the shackles of justice.

700 years ago, the leader of the Taoist sect was the nemesis in the hearts of evil spirits. He held a sword in one hand and pinched seals in the other.

And 700 years later, Fox King himself once again experienced the predicament when he was desperate.

"Hurry up and reproduce the past scene, I still want to watch it!"

Chen Taiwei remained expressionless, and urged Hu Ying:

"I have a bad temper."

While speaking, 'he' clenched his fist with one hand and hit the red shadow hard with the other.

The fox king fled in embarrassment, and the "he" in the hall chased it and fled, and the loud noise was endless.

"..."

The luck and joy of Emperor Shenqi was still on his face, but he didn't expect that the next moment would turn around, and the Fox King, who had just appeared on the stage, was chased and beaten violently by Chen Taiwei.

The horror of this Taoist far exceeded everyone's expectations.

Cold and indifferent are just 'him' on the outside, 'he' is crazy and violent inside, and for the first time in his life, Emperor Shen Qi regretted provoking such an evil star.

"You lunatic."

The Fox King cursed loudly.

It is good at creating illusions and recreating past scenes, just to break through Chen Taiwei's heart, make 'him' lose his mind, and at the same time give himself an opportunity to take advantage of it.

Those people did die under Meng Songyun's hands back then. Many of these dead people were brothers and sisters who grew up with Meng Songyun, and they had deep feelings.

When 'he' raised his sword to kill someone, his face was full of tears, but he did not show mercy.

This person is as ruthless as a demon.

The Fox King thinks he has seen through the weakness of human nature, but it is difficult to break through Chen Taiwei's heart, 'he' is more ruthless than the Demon King imagined.

"I was very reluctant to kill my senior and junior brothers back then."

Chen Taiwei burst into tears suddenly:
"I'm really reluctant."

"Brother, when you were young, I still recited you, brother, brother, when I made a mistake, you pleaded for me—"

'He' suddenly stopped chasing and killing the Fox King, and started crying:

"I'm really sad," said 'he' paused:

"But why can't you save Master!"

'He' gritted his teeth:
"The bottom line is that you are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

As he spoke, 'he' clenched his fists:
"Why are you greedy for life and afraid of death? If it weren't for your selfishness, Master would not have died. He adopted us, like a teacher and a father, beasts, beasts! I wish I could kill you a thousand times, ten thousand times, you just ask How can one love be enough?!"

"You let them out, you let them out!" Mrs. Chen shouted sharply.

The evil spirit escaped from 'him', and the long hair of 'him' flew around like tentacles flying all over the sky, placing the entire hall in his own domain.

Liu Bingzhou's image had shattered and disappeared at some point, the black energy surged, overwhelming the red demonic energy, and the image of the Fox King was restrained by the talisman.

"Let it out! Let it out!"

Chen Taiwei's tone was gloomy, and every time he drank, Emperor Shenqi, who was sealed in mid-air by the talisman, began to tremble.

The wicked have their own grind.

Zhenmasi is useless, and even Concubine Tu and Yao Wang are no match for Chen Taiwei.

He watched Chen Taiwei transform into a demon, while he shouted, the black air rolled, and he saw the walls of the palace were engulfed by the black mist, and a figure emerged from the black air.

A series of figures stood or fell to the ground, and the appearance of Chen Taiwei, who was originally full of evil spirits, began to change.

The evil spirit on 'him' began to restrain himself, and the long hair that grew wantonly retracted, half of it was tied on the top of the head with a crown, and the other half was scattered on the side of the waist.

At this time, Chen Taiwei was wearing a blue Taoist robe, with the corners of the white clothes exposed inside.

A yellow tie was tied around his thin and strong waist. The appearance of 'he' at this time was not only handsome and unruly, but also revealed a feeling of extreme evilness.

'He' originally looked as beautiful as a woman, but he had a pair of long eyebrows that flew into his temples, and his eyes were like knives, with an extremely sharp feeling, which made him look not feminine, but rather indifferent and not easy to provoke.

This is Meng Songyun 700 years ago. For some reason, Chen Taiwei seems to have fallen into a daze at this time, recreating the scene of that year.

'He' held a long sword in his hand, the grooves of the sword body were full of blood, and the blood flowed down the sword body.

"What about Master?"

Meng Songyun rushed up the mountain and shouted at all the brothers in the mountain gate who heard about his return.

The figures that had kneeled and fell to the ground dissipated, and instead, they all left the imperial palace of Daqing Shendu City in an instant, and appeared in a Taoist temple with a mountain gate.

As if hearing Meng Songyun's shout, footsteps sounded in the Taoist temple, and a group of Taoist priests rushed out.

At this time, these Taoist priests were dressed in sackcloth and filial piety, and their eyes were red.

The first person is about forty years old, with a square face with Chinese characters, and his skin is bronze.

When he saw Meng Songyun, he was overjoyed at first, then he saw the long sword in his hand, and then he was surprised again, with a look of fear in his eyes.

When Qingyun Temple was in Ming Yangzi's hands, it was not famous, it was just an ordinary Taoist temple.

Most of the Taoist priests in Guannei are just poor villagers who have been cornered nearby, gathering together to save their lives.

It wasn't until Ming Yangzi took Meng Songyun as his apprentice, and Meng Songyun showed extraordinary talent, and he followed Zhu Shizhen, killed evil spirits, and became famous all over the world. In recent years, his popularity has gradually flourished, and he faintly has the posture of being the best in the world.

The aptitude of the Taoist priests in Guannei was average, and many of them had only practiced some boxing skills. Seeing Meng Songyun who was full of murderous aura at this time, the first few of them subconsciously leaned against one place.

Many of them have known Meng Songyun for many years, and some of them grew up with him, knowing the terrifying nature of this Taoist genius.

He lost his parents since he was a child, he was rejected by others when he was young, and his personality is not easy to get along with.

After Ming Yangzi adopted him and gave him love and care, he finally subdued the animal nature in this person.

At this time, when he came back with a sword, he must have learned the bad news, and he didn't know what extreme things he would do.

Everyone looked anxious, facing his questioning, they glanced at each other, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

"talk!"

Meng Songyun held the long sword tightly, and the blood beads on the sword rolled along the grooves, and fell into the bluestone ground along the tip of the sword.

The bloody smell permeated, forming an invisible coercion, which made the scalps of all the Taoists go numb, and no one dared to speak for a long time.

Meng Songyun's phoenix eyes were filled with evil, and he turned to look at the Taoist priest with a Chinese face, and calmly shouted:
"Brother."

His gentle tone made the Taoist feel relieved.

"Junior brother." The Taoist priest with a square face sighed and said:
"You're finally back, master, old man—ah, it's a long story."

"Then take your time, I have a lot of time." Meng Songyun suddenly calmed down, and said flatly.

While speaking, he lifted his long sword and wiped it on his clothes a few times.

Bloodstains were printed on the cyan Taoist robe, staining his original clean and dusty image with blood.

He has always loved cleanliness, and has been killing monsters with Zhu Shizhen for many years. He wears a blue Taoist robe, and what he hates most is getting blood stains. At this time, he wiped the long sword slowly, and all the brothers felt that something was wrong.

But everyone knew that his temper was elusive, so they didn't think about it. Seeing that he was calm at this moment, they thought he had accepted the death of the master.

"That's as good as it gets, here's the thing—"

"The emperor established the country, and now the world is almost peaceful, and the evil spirits have gradually disappeared." Most of the sky demon clan were driven to the other side of the border gate, and the remaining evil spirits were difficult to become, and hid in the mountains.

But the evil spirits have plagued the world for many years, leaving behind a lot of mess.

Some foolish people in the mountains really don't know what it means. Many places have formed the custom of offering sacrifices to evil spirits because they are fished by evil spirits.

"Seven days ago, we heard someone say that in a Huanggang village seven miles away, some people made offerings to ghosts and evil spirits, causing the evil spirits to stir up troubles and many people died."

People in Huanggang Village worshiped the evil spirits early in the era of evil spirits, and they were willing to offer boys and girls for the evil spirits to chew on, so they were protected by the evil spirits.

During the troubled times, the situation of Huanggang Village being harmed by evil spirits was much better.

The villagers borrowed the power of the evil spirits, and at that time, the people in the countryside near Yurou once ruled for a while, and became the local tyrant with majesty.

But after the Taizu established the country, the evil spirits were afraid, and most of them fled.

Afterwards, the residents of the nearby towns and villages reported the incident to the people of Huanggang Village, and Zhu Shizhen was magnanimous, thinking that in the troubled times, many people had nowhere to turn to evil spirits, offering their own children's flesh and blood to the evil spirits, just to survive.

At that time, it was a move that could not be done due to the circumstances, so the past is not to blame.

Since then, Huanggang Village has lost the protection of the monsters, and the status of the village tyrants has plummeted. Many nearby villages hate them to the bone, and they don't have much contact with them on weekdays.

They once enjoyed a high status because of the evil spirits, but they are not willing to be willing to be poor now.

Therefore, some elderly and highly prestigious people in the village gathered together. After discussion, the whole village agreed to secretly invite the gods and worship the monsters in order to restore the glory of the past.

These people were ignorant and fearless. They used the method of "invoking God" in the past, but in the end they invited an extremely terrifying evil thing.

Huanggang Village used human life as a sacrifice, and gradually developed an appetite for evil things. Afterwards, the evil things grew out of control and killed many people. It was not until the matter could no longer be controlled, and other people around sensed that there were evil spirits killing people, they finally reported to the Taoist temple. middle.

Ever since Meng Songyun became famous, the most powerful Taoist temple nearby is Qingyun Temple.

Many capable men and warriors came here, and some Taoist priests who lost their Taoist temples also worshiped in Qingyun Temple.

According to the law at that time, if Qingyunguan learned that there was a monster, it had to report it to the court first, and then send people to restrain the monster.

Ming Yangzi also went for that trip.

He has a kind heart and never listens to the suffering of the common people, but the power of the monster is beyond imagination.

This ghost sucked the essence and blood of human life. It had a terrifying aura and was incorporeal. Everyone was helpless and was forced to flee in all directions.

Just when you thought you were going to die—

The Taoist priest with a square face said in a sobbing voice:

"Master felt sorry for us and told us to leave quickly. He stayed behind and died. In the end, he was possessed by ghosts and asked us to behead him."

While speaking, he led Meng Songyun into the mourning hall.

The main hall of the Taoist temple was set up as a mourning hall, and inside the hall was a coffin. Inside the coffin was placed a paper man of the same stature as Ming Yangzi, wearing his old clothes.

The Taoist priest with a Chinese character face said:

"Master's dharma body was defiled by evil spirits and turned into ashes after death. No matter how difficult it is to deal with the bones, we pasted up a paper doll to replace his old man—"

When everyone heard what he said, they all wept softly.

Some people really feel sorry for Ming Yangzi because of his honest temperament, while some people are uneasy.

Meng Songyun was too calm, and an invisible murderous aura enveloped everyone, making people in Qingyun Temple instinctively feel that a crisis is coming.

"Master is dead, why are you still alive?"

He looked at the paper man in the coffin, and suddenly murmured.

"what?"

The Taoist priest with a square face didn't expect him to say this, he was taken aback for a moment, and opened his mouth instinctively.

"I said, since the master is dead, you should be buried with him and die in Huanggang Village!"

"Senior brother-"

The Chinese-character face turned pale with shock, Meng Songyun, who had been calm before, suddenly turned his face, and stabbed out with his sword.

"The damned ones don't die, and the undeserved ones die. How dare you make such a show of being alive!"

"You are going to die, and the people in Huanggang Village are going to die even more. I want to sacrifice your blood to Master, and I want you to die!"

He pinched the seal with one hand, and the skill of the talisman with the other hand made it superb, and firmly sealed the upper and lower exits of Qingyun Temple.

Meng Songyun threw his long sword, the sword seemed to be connected with him, driven by his hostility, beheaded and killed everyone in the audience, causing a bloody storm wherever it went.

"Senior brother-"

"Brother, forgive me!"

"No, it's none of my business—"

"I don't want to die."

"Brother, we grew up together..."

"Junior brother, I once carried you out of the mountain—"

There was a scream, and the blood rushed to the sky.

The cheeks of the handsome Taoist priest with a cool and pure demeanor were stained with blood, and his Taoist robe was soaked red with blood. He turned from Taoism into a demon overnight.

He held a sword in one hand and made seals with the other, and wherever he went, corpses littered the field.

Emperor Shenqi was hung in mid-air, watching Meng Songyun's murderous scene in horror.

The old emperor himself was not a kind person, but he saw Chen Taiwei with his own eyes—no, Meng Songyun killed the people who were close to him like brothers one by one without changing his face. He was still terrified of the deathly silence of hell overnight.

What appeared in front of them were only phantoms, but the screams of those phantoms before they died, the sound of the sword piercing the flesh, and the sound of blood flowing out were too real.

Emperor Shen Qi trembled.

He almost didn't dare to speak anymore, for fear of attracting Mo Sha's attention, at this moment he already regretted provoking such a peerless monster.

"Brother, don't kill me—Master loved me very much when he was alive—"

A handsome young man knelt down in front of Meng Songyun, begging unceasingly.

Tears flowed from Meng Songyun's eyes:
"Junior brother, I am also in pain, and I don't want to kill anyone."

"You are all my brothers who are like brothers and sisters. If possible, I would risk my life to protect you." He said every word with tears of blood, sincerely.

Seeing this scene, the young Taoist thought that there was still a way out, so his eyes lit up.

But immediately after, Meng Songyun said:

"But why, I am willing to risk my life to save you, but you are not willing to risk your life to save Master? You also know that he loves you very much, and he treats you as his own child, do you know that?"

"Master is too lonely underground, I will send you to accompany him, don't be afraid, my sword is very sharp, I will die soon."

"Senior brother - no brother, please forgive me - '吱', teacher -"

What responded to him was the sound of the long sword piercing into the body with a 'puchi'. The young Taoist priest was killed by him, and the body fell to the ground in a 'putong'.

After everyone died, Meng Songyun lost his mind and came to his senses.

The surrounding area was extremely quiet, with corpses lying all over the ground.

He was covered in blood, his hair crown was scattered, and his black hair was scattered around his side.

He dragged his long sword and walked among the corpses, the sword energy dragged a long mark, he walked forward a few steps quickly, and disappeared in Qingyun Temple.

Soon after, Huanggang Village was massacred overnight.

He returned to the temple, knelt down in front of the Hall of the Underworld, and looked at the incense burner on the table:

"Father Master Sanqing, the disciple killed someone and avenged the master, but he was not happy in his heart."

"My master is dead, Chen Yuan understands it, and beheaded my brothers and sisters. Since then, I have been ruthless and loveless. I should practice the way of ruthlessness and achieve great fruit in the future. But why am I still sad?"

The blood on the beautiful Taoist priest's face had dried up, he frowned suspiciously, and muttered to himself:

"Why am I sad? My vengeance has been avenged, and everyone who deserves to die is dead..."

"Oh, no, there's one more person alive."

He suddenly smiled, with sorrow accumulated between his brows and eyes:

"It's not good for the brothers to protect the master. They died, but I was greatly favored by the master, but I couldn't protect the life of the master. I was useless."

"It doesn't count if you kill others, I'm also a waste of that nurse's disadvantage, and I deserve to die!"

After he finished speaking, he held the long sword in his hand and stabbed it into the chest.

At that time, he cut out his heart.

Perhaps it was because he was supernatural in Taoism, and after reaching a certain level of practice, his vitality was far stronger than that of the people in the world. He dug out his own heart and survived. Instead, he held the heart in both hands and stumbled step by step towards the place where the spirit card was.

……

"You really want to know about my past and the origin of my heart, do you understand now?"

Chen Taiwei's gentle voice rang in Emperor Shenqi's ears, and Emperor Shenqi's body was covered in goose bumps. He was so frightened that he lost control and cried loudly.

"National Teacher, National Teacher, spare my life—"

"I, I was wrong, can I return my heart to you? Don't kill me, don't kill me."

"My ancestors had a close relationship with you——"

He speaks incoherently, where does he still have the majesty of an emperor.

At this time, the blood-stained Taoist robe on Chen Taiwei's body faded away, the scenery of Qingyun Temple faded, and the corpses and bloody smell all over the ground disappeared one by one, but the shock left to the crowd and the demon was hard to eliminate.

'Concubine Tu' didn't dare to snort, having seen the means of this evil star, this little demon fox finally knew how to be afraid.

The shadow of the Fox King was suppressed at some point, his eyes kept turning, thinking about how to escape.

Everyone has seen the past 700 years ago, and they know that Chen Taiwei's heart is extreme and terrifying. Back then, he had murderous intentions in his heart, but he spoke softly and his face was like a peach blossom.

Now that he spoke in such a soft-spoken manner, Emperor Shenqi felt that his deadline was not far away.

He cut off the love in the world and practiced the way of ruthlessness. After 700 years, he may have lost his humanity. Killing him as an old emperor is probably the same as crushing a mosquito and fly.

"National Master, don't kill me, woo—help, help—"

"Are you finished?"

Mrs. Chen asked slightly.

The long black hair hangs loose on the side of 'him', and he raises the bone hand wrapped in phantom:
"Let's die together, okay?"

After finishing speaking, when the hand saw that it was about to touch the body of Emperor Shenqi, there was suddenly the sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall:

"Senior, not for now."

(End of this chapter)