The devil concubine ghost vine is in hand, she doesn't raise it if it's not a beast

Chapter 212 Changhuan, Hungry Ghost Festival
Nangong Mo couldn't help but look at Shen Tangluo, hesitant to speak.

Just now, when he heard that Zhuo Yao was insane and harmed others, his anger had long since disappeared, and there was a little more helplessness in his amber pupils.

"Tangtang, she seems... really pitiful."

Shen Tangluo was noncommittal, but just watched coldly, with no sympathy in her eyes.

The sky was approaching, and there was no cloud in the thousands of miles. The strange fire at the foot of the cliff seemed to be agitated, and there were clouds of black air lingering, as if something would break through the sky at any time.

However, the white-haired boy's words continued.

"Xiao Zhuoyao, you are pure in nature, I believe you have no intention of harming others, don't be afraid..."

At this moment, Zhuo Yao burst into tears, his vision was completely blurred, he kept shaking his head in denial, and couldn't even stand still.

No, the little genius doctor was wrong, very wrong, she had failed his trust, she was the most capable of hurting people.

Even, she was once vicious and crazy. Every night, she stood on the highest peak of Lingqi Cliff, deliberately letting flying birds come out to eat living people.

Enjoying the fresh human lives falling before her eyes, she likes to hear the helpless wails of those ridiculous human races, and even more likes to watch them kill each other in order to survive.

In the streamer, the boy's expression darkened.

"But, Xiao Zhuoyao, I didn't lie to you. For a person like Wang Gui, death is not a pity. In this world, there are often monsters that can eat people. You are so simple, I am gone, you have to learn to protect yourself."

It turned out that Nan Lin had always known that he was young and mature, lived a thorough life, and could understand human nature.

Some people, though born as human beings, are not as good as beasts; some people, though born like fireflies, are always born toward the light.

Zhuo Yao froze in place, staring motionlessly at the fading streamer, feeling overwhelmed with pain.

That night, the boy lay powerlessly in her arms, his voice was the same as when we first met, but also weaker than ever before, and he said to her gently: "Xiao Zhuoyao is the most obedient, leave me alone, go and see the patriarch grandpa, I I'm just a little sleepy, let me sleep here for a while."

She didn't listen to Nan Lin's words, she got up and went to find the wound medicine.

After she came back with the elixir full of hope, she never thought that it would be her farewell to Nan Lin, and it would become an indelible obsession in her life.

Under the peach blossom tree, the little genius doctor who told her that she was sleepy and just wanted to sleep for a while disappeared.

She turned her head in confusion, looked at the people who appeared in the peach blossom forest at some unknown time, and after a long while, she suddenly understood what had happened.

Her evil spirit also skyrocketed at that moment.

The elixir she had just picked in her hand turned to ashes in the black air. The little girl was full of hostility, and walked towards the altar step by step tremblingly, looking at her crowd in horror.

She laughed almost crazy, grabbed someone casually, and asked what happened here after she left, and where did Nan Lin go?

This group of people were as timid as mice, selfish and funny, and they were scared out of their wits by her murderous eyes. Not only did they do all the tricks, but they even shirked the fact that they killed Nan Lin.

The white-haired boy who was dedicated to goodness was sacrificed alive and fed to the monster.

The moment she realized that he would never show up, she felt like the whole sky was falling down.

Years have passed, and this image that remains in the depths of Zhuo Yao's memory is once again exposed to people, causing the surrounding air to be filled with a heavy and sad atmosphere, which lasts for a long time.

Even Yan Buwen, who was used to seeing life and death by Jun Yunsi's side, was inevitably touched, and there was a trace of melancholy in his eyes.

I have to admit that the silver-haired young man who is a benevolent doctor and saves people's lives until his death is really a pity.

Such a kind-hearted young man died young, and he died so miserably.

However, everyone's attention was on Zhuo Yao, and no one noticed that Shen Tangluo lowered his brows and eyes, and was extremely silent.

She understands the pain of loss, so she can more or less understand why Zhuoyao couldn't control the hostility in her body at that time, and finally let the hatred blind her heart, so that she made a big mistake.

After all, the streamer in front of him is only transformed by Zhuo Yao's obsession, it is not Nan Lin, and it will not bring back the person whose soul has dissipated.

With trembling hands, Zhuo Yao approached Liu Guang step by step, even though she knew it was illusory, but her eyes were full of greed and reluctance.

She was cautious, as if she wanted to hold something, but as soon as her hand touched it, the streamer disappeared completely.

She opened her mouth with difficulty, retracted her hand, and looked at Shen Tangluo, a relieved smile slowly appeared on her face, her footsteps moved slightly, and she retreated step by step towards the edge of the cliff.

She smiled and said, "The Black Soul Jade was given to me by Nan Lin. Nan Lin always knew that I am a soul, not a human race."

Zhuoyao looked towards the fenced courtyard seriously, with a smile on his brows, his long braids fluttering gently against the scorching wind below the cliff, "But he is not afraid of me, and even taught me to be kind. He showed me He gave me the most beautiful scenery in the world and gave me the most important things in his life."

Shen Tangluo frowned and looked at her, vaguely guessing something, clenched his hands tightly, but did not move after all.

Zhuo Yao continued: "But in the final analysis, I was the one who harmed him and encouraged the monsters to devour the living beings. That's right, the monsters under the strange fire were all imprisoned by the evil spirit in the black soul jade. Spiritual consciousness, you can only listen to my control."

Yan Buwen's complexion sank, and soon realized that something was wrong, pointing his long sword straight, his eyes showing vigilance.

However, Zhuo Yao didn't want to do anything, she just wanted to confirm one thing with Shen Tangluo, she knew that the girl in front of her was extraordinary and unfathomable.

Before she could make a sound, her throat choked up, but she still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, and she refused to give up, so she slowed down, and asked Shen Tangluo unwillingly:
"You know the soul chasing technique. I just want to know if you can find Nan Lin's soul. I have been practicing for a hundred years with the help of Yin evil spirit, and I have been looking for it, but I haven't been able to see Nan Lin."

A strangeness flashed across Shen Tang's eyes, without concealing it, he still said: "Impossible."

Zhuo Yao was not as angry as before, and said with a smile: "I know, it was just an extravagant wish, I should have recognized it long ago, no matter what, thank you for allowing me to see him again."

If, after Nan Lin's death, she hadn't let Fei Shengniao come out to harm creatures, and hadn't deliberately taken human life for fun, would there have been a different ending between her and Nan Lin.

What a pity, it's too late.

The little girl in pink lowered her arms, and fell down toward the sea of ​​flames in relief. Her delicate body, like a broken kite, gradually turned into a wisp of green smoke, and there seemed to be a wave of relief on her pretty face. comfortable.

Now, she is really going to find her little doctor.

When the consciousness was blurred, time seemed to be frozen, the peach blossoms were scorching, and the little girl vaguely saw a silver light rushing down from the cliff.

The white-haired boy walked through the peach blossoms everywhere and came to embrace her.

"Nan Lin, is that really you?"

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Falling Rain Country, Changhuan Town.

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, Zhongyuan, the ghost festival on earth.

　ps: Thank you my little fairies, everyone’s love, I will always keep the recommendation tickets in my heart, and I will resume the update next time, and the update time will be in the early morning...

　　


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