Chapter 156 The Corpse Demon
Wen Hanwei felt a chill in her heart, knowing that it was not appropriate to stay any longer at this moment, so she caught up with Bailian, took his hand, and said lightly: "About the story of the Demon Prison, I will slowly tell you Let me tell you first Get out of here."
Bailian nodded, bowed to Si Kongdi, and said, "Then Si Chen and my sister will leave first."
He left his sister. The wording is very heavy.
Because Si Kong’s words ‘your woman’ just now are really a deep and ridiculous misunderstanding.
He hated the frivolous and obscene expression on this man's face when he said these four words.
Although I felt unhappy, I still patiently completed the polite farewell.
The two figures disappeared into the darkness.
Si Kong stood there for a long time as if his whole soul had been emptied out. It was not until the breaths of Bai Lian and Wen Hanwei completely disappeared that he turned around with great reaction.
"Si Chen?! You said your name is Si Chen? Your surname is Si? Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! OK!!! Your surname is Si?! In this world, besides Xiaoli, there are other people Dare your last name be Si? ”
What interrupted Si Kong's near-mad state was a voice as cold and silent as stagnant water.
"Concluding three contracts with three different people at once, Si Kong, you are really becoming more and more greedy."
Black city-state, ancient and ancient land.
Above the deserted and incomplete ancient road city wall, the black fog seemed to be a little thicker as the subtle footsteps crushed the dust, stones and vegetation.
Different from the darkness in this valley world, the thick fog of darkness is deeper, more evil, and purer. The gentle black mist surrounds the body of the visitor, and finally turns into a dark cloak and robe.
The black robe wears a silver spider totem, which represents killing and hell.
He slowly came to Si Kong, holding a solitary lamp in his hand, which was emitting a faint cold firelight, covering the dark lines on the heavy stone walls of the ancient road on both sides.
The outline of half of the cheek under the cloak was clearly reflected by the candlelight, and the lips were thin and sharp, looking like they had some dangerous lethality.
The hood covered most of his face, and he couldn't see his specific appearance and eyes clearly, but at this moment, his eyes were undoubtedly fixed on Si Kong.
His voice sounded hoarse: "I can see that you had a great time today."
Sikong looked at the man in front of him, his eyes narrowed imperceptibly, and then he showed a charming smile: "Of course I have fun, the people who signed the contract with me today are really more interesting than the last one. . ”
He stretched out his arms casually. With the palm of his hand, he lifted up a strand of black hair under the cloak, twirled it between his fingers and said, "Aren't you one of them? Master Xingwu."
A murderous wind suddenly set off between heaven and earth, directly Blowing out the cloak on the man's head, revealing a pair of cold murderous eyes.
"Yes, I am the most powerful 'prison' in the demon world. Fortunately, I don't have this name, so I can only use it."
Sikong smiled and said: "That one represents the devil. The ring of your prison identity was taken away by the Ninth Sutra. The secret I have kept for you for many years is about to be exposed. Why don’t you chase and kill that woman?”
Xingwu snorted coldly: "Although the ring is in Ninth Meridian Wen Hanwei's hand, the one who is really obsessed with that corpse..." After saying this, Xingwu paused for a while before slowly saying: "It's the little ghost head. "
"So, the Ninth Sutra will definitely put the ring in his hands."
Xingwu slowly raised his dark eyes that were like being painted by hell: "like If I really care about that ring exposing my identity, those two people should be killed." Si Kong was startled, and then there was a cold murderous intent in his eyes: "You dare to touch that boy?"
Xingwu smiled contemptuously: "Don't draw people into a chess game that you can't afford. I hope you can put away your despicable and cunning ways in front of me."
Sikong stared at him intently, seeming very uneasy.
Xing Wu noticed his gaze, covered the upper half of his face with his hood again, and raised the corners of his mouth in a cruel arc.
"Don't be so vigilant. I won't take action against those two people. After all, it's really boring to torture and kill these people until they die, looking proud and unyielding."
“I don’t understand.” Sikong’s eyes were filled with a bit of probing confusion and a bit of casual smile.
"More than two hundred years ago, you killed the real Demon Prisoner Yuki Wu, Li Dai Taozong, and made the first agreement with me, asking me to take care of this corpse for you and not let outsiders see it. This secret.
Such behavior is not like your style. Once the corpse's identity is exposed, you will be endlessly hunted by countless forces in the demon world.
It is a wonder that you have preserved the bones so intact without destroying them with your own hands.
Now that the ring has been taken away by others, I don’t see you panicking at all. You are so confident, what exactly are you relying on? ”
Fortunately, he took out a silver needle and flicked the wick of the candle in the oil paper lantern.
The weak flame was a little brighter, and two tiny wisps were reflected in his dark pupils. Long flames.
"Feeling confident? Because he was favored, he was able to feel confident. The little devil's memory was so damaged that he didn't forget to take away the dirty ashes before leaving.
He was like this... …take it seriously, come to think of it The existence of that ring will definitely not be exposed easily. Even if it is exposed, that day will be the moment when the little ghost head regains his memory... The role of the silver ring will be dispensable. "
In Sikong's curious eyes Under Hikari's gaze, Xingwu's smile was like a blood-sharp demon blade, ruthless: "After all, I killed Demon Prison with my own hands in front of that kid."
Si Kongyan His eyes were slightly startled, and he said in disbelief: "What you mean is that this young man lived as a corpse demon, but he can't remember even half of his memories during his lifetime."
Xing Wu said indifferently: "Can't you see that he is a direct descendant of the general? ”
The smile on Si Kong's face disappeared little by little, and his expression was rarely serious: "If I hadn't seen that he is my only and lovely brother, do you think I would really let him go today?"
Xing Wu was silent, with a bright look in his eyes. Smiling lightly.
Si Kong touched his heart with a smile on his face. He returned to the throne and sat down calmly, crossing one of his long legs.
The palm of his right hand spread out and materialized out of thin air. A golden cup fell steadily into his palm. The bright red blood-like wine rippled in the cup, reflecting a flicker of candlelight.
He raised his glass gracefully, took a sip, and said: "Humans have always had a big misunderstanding about us corpse demons. They think that from the moment we abandon our human bodies and become corpse demons, we, together with the human period, Memories are abandoned and lost together, but that is not the case
When we wake up after being reborn as corpse demons, we will more or less lose some of our memories, but this part of our memories is just an unimportant part of our lives. Just like humans who age, we will selectively lose some of our memories, but this is absolutely not the case. Everything in the past will be lost.
Human beings think that we have no memories of our lives, but how do we know that we have indelible and important memories stored deep in our hearts.
It’s just that, as corpse demons, what we have lost are the seven emotions and six desires of human beings, as well as those too many useless emotions, after all..."
(End of this chapter)
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