Feeding humans, she's serious

On the other side, in a dark cell, a whipped man covered in blood was tied to a cross. He was about to grit his teeth and faint when he was woken up again by the brine next to him.

There was a huge chain on his wrist, his eyes were completely red with blood, and his voice was pitifully hoarse, but even so, Ning Jue didn't say anything more.

In the sunken eye sockets, those eyes were completely like withered leaves, unable to arouse any vitality.

"Who taught you the puppet technique?" Mo Chouzhou took the barbed whip and whipped it up with a cold expression. The barbs that were pulled out were stained with blood and flesh. He raised his eyes and looked at him calmly. Bloody water dripping down the ground.

"I'll ask again, who taught you the puppet technique?"

"I don't know, I don't know at all—" Ning Jue let out a low growl in his throat, his spirit was on the verge of collapse, he rolled his eyes and was about to pout, and was awakened again by the medicine that Mo Shouzhou forcibly fed .

"He probably really doesn't know."

Gu Fanyin's voice came from the door, her face was a little pale, and there was a distance between her and the pool of blood.

Mo Chouzhou quickly calmed down his expression, turned around with his whip in his hand, still with that incongruous expression, and said with a smile: "No way, this can be regarded as the only channel."

"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh." Gu Fanyin walked past him, walked to Ning Jue's side, and slowly pinched his chin, "I don't care about your personal grievances."

"It's just that this person can't die now."

Mo Chouzhou knew that she had discovered the clue, so he didn't continue to force his smile, but flattened the corners of his mouth, and approached Ning Jue again.

"I was in a hurry."

Gu Fanyin said lightly: "It's okay, after today, he will definitely die."

Mo Chouzhou didn't answer, but looked at Gu Fanyin's posture of going to war, silent for a moment, and silently exited the dark prison.

"Gu, Fan, Yin—"

Ning Jue panted heavily, her eyes were full of deep-seated hatred, "Even now, you still refuse to let me go."

"I don't know what puppetry is at all—those things just popped into my head!"

"Of course I believe it," Gu Fanyin chuckled, a red-golden light slowly rose from his empty hand.

Ning Jue was in a hurry, as if grasping a faint hope, his pupils suddenly dilated: "Then you—"

"I wanted to kill you, never for any puppet art." Gu Fanyin lowered her eyes, and raised her hand into his heart without hesitation. At that moment, she could feel that even the surrounding space was gradually distorting collapse.

"When the way of heaven disappears, the world will collapse..."

"Then let me take this seat."

Gu Fanyin smiled lightly, the corners of her lips pulled wider and wider, and the bloody aura on her body suddenly became heavy. In the demonstration of Heaven, when encountering a crisis that could be wiped out, she would do her best.

The raised hand did not move at all, Gu Fanyin alone endured the pain like a knife, the dark light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Ahhhhhhh-"

Even the bones seemed to be crushed——

Ning Jue let out a shrill scream, his consciousness seemed to have suddenly separated from his body, being dragged heavily, and he began to be in a trance for a moment.

"No, don't take away..."

Ning Jue didn't know what he was about to lose, but the moment Gu Fanyin started, he could clearly feel that something extremely important was about to leave.

I don't know who's blood filled the entire prison, there was no white spot on Gu Fanyin's body, and even that face was covered with simple and strange dark lines.

The heavy jingling chain in his hand was torn off directly, and Ning Jue fell to the ground defenseless, trembling like a lump of mud that could not be formed.

He could no longer feel the consciousness of his own body, instead, scenes he had never seen before emerged bit by bit before his eyes.

That's him.

He was the one who was rescued, he was the one with infinite glory, and he was the one who was admired by thousands of people in the end——

It's Ning Jue!

And that Ning Zhi who robbed everything should have rotted away in an unknown corner!
"Hehehe—"

Ning Jue heard his own screaming in a trance, and he raised his head with difficulty in a daze, as if he had escaped from all the pain, and asked for the first time in a daze: "Why is this happening?"

Those magic weapons that should have been possessed by him, these should have been the stepping stones on his road to success...why did they all disappear?
Gu Fanyin was unaware of his question. In fact, under her feeling, the person in front of her was just a body carrying the essence of heaven.

Not even fully alive.

The Dao of Heaven, which can shatter the world, is held hostage by her, and is slowly being absorbed in an irresistible fragmented state.

It's all coming to an end--

Gu Fanyin calmly stretched out his hand to wipe away the bloodstains on his face, and finally a truly flamboyant smile appeared on his face.

That's how it should be.

Gu Fanyin could not see anything stepping on her head the most in her life. If she could endure it to the limit, it would be hysterical destruction.

Slowly collecting the last trace of heavenly spirit from him, Gu Fanyin got up from the ground and directly kicked away Ning Jue who was lying at her feet. Her body was covered with blood. On the ground, no one lifts it up.

Mo Chouzhou pushed the door open with a complicated expression on his face. He couldn't imagine what could have hurt that person in such a state, but he subconsciously turned his eyes away and fell in love with another person in the center of the dark prison.

Or, another corpse.

"His puppet technique was poured directly by the Dao of Heaven. If you want to track it down, this way will not work."

Gu Fanyin calmly uttered extremely horrifying words, and Mo Chouzhou's raised hand trembled in disbelief: "The way of heaven...?"

"Don't worry about it," Gu Fanyin walked around him, and the wound that had been cut inch by inch slowly healed, "Heavenly Dao has only a few remnant souls left wandering outside, and there will be no further harm to your pursuit. Hindered."

The way of heaven, the remnant soul, Gu Fanyin's injuries and his casual attitude.

The combination of these directly pointed to an answer that he didn't even dare to think about. Mo Chouzhou was so dazed that he even forgot what he was about to do for a while.

"what do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting, it's just changing the master of this world."

"Boom boom boom——"

The steps she walked slowly sounded extremely heavy to the latter's ears. Mo Chouzhou held on to the door frame, thinking that he was hallucinating again.

He froze for a long time, and was finally reminded by the smell of blood before he dragged Ning Jue's body out, stumbled along the way, and almost bumped his head against a big tree.

The sound of the wind gradually became louder, and the faint soul that had been stagnant in the air slowly revealed some real shadows, but Mo Chouzhou didn't notice it.