Chapter 1517 The property returns to its original owner
Wu Yingying, who was suddenly embraced by Jiang Cheng, was stunned. She actually forgot to break free, and her mind went blank.
Out of sight of Wu Yingying, Jiang Cheng quickly winked at Wu, and the next second Wu flashed in front of Chairman Jiang Cheng and killed him with a knife. Not only that, but he seemed to be worried about him. Wu was dead, and Wu quickly struck a dozen more blows, all of which were critical. This cruel scene made Huai Yi feel chills in his heart.
Wu Yingying saw this and subconsciously wanted to stop her, but Jiang Cheng hugged her hard, "There is no need to pity him! He deceived Yingying to this extent, he deserves to die!" Jiang Cheng bit out Ya said: "He dares to hurt you, I want to kill him ten times, a hundred times!"
At this moment, the president is not only lifeless, but even his face has been chopped to pieces. Here comes a dead man with no evidence.
It could be seen that Wu Yingying was quite touched by Jiang Cheng's heartfelt words, but she still had doubts about President Jiang Cheng's death. After all, when he said those words, the scholar Lu Jianli had a polite expression on his face, and he also The aura of her body cannot be faked. This is a memory that belongs only to her and Lu Jianli. How can outsiders know about it.
Unexpectedly, a gentle hand touched her head in the next second. Wu Yingying suddenly raised her eyes and met Jiang Cheng's affectionate eyes. Jiang Cheng in front of her also changed into the look of a scholar. With his handsome temperament, he looked at Wu Yingying, the complexity and pain on his face were intertwined, and he couldn't help but make people feel distressed, "To be honest, sometimes...sometimes I really envy that guy, he can actually see through a person. Human memory, if I also have this If I have the ability, I can find the past between the two of us."
At the same time as these words were spoken, two lines of tears fell from the corners of Jiang Cheng's eyes, and Wu Yingying's heart broke in an instant. The knot in her heart was relieved. She didn't hate Jiang Cheng, she only hated herself for being such a jerk that she doubted the person in front of her. It was clear that this person loved her. He had just lost part of his memory, and just now... the president just now was clearly... Fake! A fake look! He was just imprisoning himself and at the same time, he used his ability to detect his memory, thus forging a Lu Jianli. Such a simple trick actually deceived him, damn it!
Wu Yingying felt a sigh of relief in her heart. She stepped forward angrily, trying to take Wu's knife and her body would be cut into thousands of pieces, but Jiang Cheng stopped her, "He is not worthy of you to do it yourself. Leave it to me."
Jiang Cheng looked back and Huaiyi, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately understood. He took Tang Qisheng and the two of them around to collect usable firewood, and then threw it on the president's body. Just light the fire and send him to heaven.
"Wait!" Mr. Shui suddenly interrupted him and walked forward with a strange smile. "Master, I'm just saying that you don't know anything. It's a pity to burn this corpse. Let me use it." After saying this, Mr. Shui stretched out his hand. Grabbing at the corpse.
But the next second, Mr. Shui made a move, because a knife was blocked in front of him. Mr. Shui's face darkened, "What do you mean?"
"That thing doesn't belong. You." Wu's voice was very calm, but there was no room for compromise.
Master Shui laughed angrily and waved his hands, pretending to be lazy and unarguable, "I understand the rules. Everyone who sees you has a share, so count it as your share, okay."
"It's not that the person who saw it has a share, but that the thing returns to its original owner." Wu refused to give in, and later looked at Jiang Cheng, paused and said: "That thing belongs to him."
Jiang Cheng was also confused, but Wu was rarely so serious. This also let Jiang Cheng know that this matter was not trivial. Based on his trust in Wu, Jiang Cheng also looked at Mr. Shui with a serious face, pretending to be deep. He handed over his hand and said: "Senior, I just take back what belongs to me, and I hope that I can save my face."
Master Shui narrowed his eyes slightly, but as he looked around, he understood that there was no discussion on this matter today. After all, in addition to Wu, the other party also had Dahe Empress, and four strange figures to help. People are also on the other side of others, but he is just a lonely old man, ah, no, he is a lonely man.
After Mr. Shui had no choice but to withdraw, Wu came to the corpse, squatted down, covered the corpse's face with his hands, and then pulled hard. A strange scene appeared. The corpse was not covered with Instead of being torn apart, a mass of black energy was torn out from the flesh and blood. This black energy seemed to be alive and was still squirming. Master Shui stared at the ball of black energy with greedy eyes.
Not only Master Shui, but also the four puppets who were uncontrollable became eager to move at this moment. For things like them, this black energy is similar to the origin.
The one who felt the deepest feeling was Jiang Cheng. The moment the black energy was pulled out, he could no longer take his eyes away. Within his body... no, no, it was a deeper place, far beyond the physical body. , is the soul, even buried deeper than the soul. In short, something has awakened there, and this burst of black energy attracted it.
Jiang Cheng walked towards the black air uncontrollably. If he stood in front of him, he could see that his original black pupils were gradually spreading, like ink droplets dripping into the water, but this kind of black was far more intense than ink. Gradually it was filled with black, and the whole person's temperament became more and more unfamiliar.
Seeing this scene, Mr. Shui panicked and immediately retreated, "Sure enough! He is the same thing as that guy, but he is much more dangerous!"
"Hurry up and get this thing. Give it to him!" Mr. Shui yelled at Wu, "Are you fishing? That thing is coming out!"
At the critical moment, Wu Jiang The black energy was suddenly thrown towards Jiang Cheng, but the black energy seemed to be alive. As soon as it left Wu Zhang, it immediately fled in the opposite direction of Jiang Cheng, but this was destined to be in vain. A jet-black arm suddenly He reached out from Jiang Cheng's body, instantly caught the escaping black energy, and then put it back into his body. The whole process was so fast that almost only an afterimage could be seen.
After all this was over, Jiang Cheng's body trembled, and then he seemed to have recovered. He looked around blankly, and those people looked at him as if he was seeing a ghost.
Among them, Tang Qisheng still had the strongest reaction. His mouth opened wide. The scene just now cannot be described as a disciple or a weird door. He is also a disciple. When the afterimage appeared just now, he almost suffocated. The sense of oppression overcame everyone present. Above human beings, even that fierce one is far inferior.
It was an existence belonging to another level, above the weird. If he had to describe it, it would be somewhat similar to the bus he got on. He was referring to the feeling, which was just close. The suppressed feeling of not being able to breathe.
He could vaguely feel that the pressure of the bus came from the front of the bus, the foggy cab. (End of this chapter)