The devil of Douluo is in the world

Chapter 111 [Tonight, the Devil Comes to the World! 】

Angel blood, take it away!

Sword sacrifice!

The sword of blood evil rose from the sky, and an extremely overbearing blood-red aura oppressed it, covering Chihiro Ji. Suddenly, an angel phantom was gradually stripped from Qian Xunji's body.

Devour!

After a while, the phantom of the angel became lighter and weaker until it disappeared.

Completely swallowed by the sword of blood fiend.

If you look carefully, you will be able to notice the bloody sword. The bloody color of the hilt is much richer than before, and the bloody pattern on the scabbard is also much clearer.

It's like coming back to life.

hum!
The blood fiend sword trembled slightly, flew around Song Wuxin twice, and then attached to his back.

A generation of popes, titled Douluo strong, and the younger generation No. 1 in the world, finally fell!

Turned into a dry bone!
With Song Wuxin's right claw, his soul power was violently shaken, and Qian Xunji's whole body was shattered, leaving only a skull.

He put the skull away.

At this time, the room suddenly burst into light, extremely dazzling.

The light was very bright, but it was not that dazzling, but rather soft.

This light... can actually make people feel warm, and even the soul will have a moment of peace, like a breeze blowing on the face.

The ashes were scattered, and six soul bones appeared impressively!
Legend has it that the Pope of Wuhundian has a set of angelic spirit bones, six pieces gathered together. Now it seems that this rumor is true.

If others saw this set of spirit bones, they would definitely be dancing with joy, but Song Wuxin was not.

There are quite a few soul bones in his interspatial ring.

Don't ask how it came about.

Just last night, in the battle in the Valley of Flames, two Title Douluo and four Soul Douluo were killed, and six spirit bones were captured.

Coupled with the previous ones, the number of spirit bones on his body now is estimated to be almost comparable to the palace's soul bone treasury.

However, he did not choose to absorb those spirit bones.

These garbage soul bones don't quite match his martial soul.

So far, he only has two soul bones.

They were sacrificed by mother wolf and father wolf.

One of them is the right arm bone [Hand of Death].

As for the other piece...

He's never shown it before.

[Ding, kill Chihiro Ji, reward a twelve-winged angel pet egg]

The system's electronic notification tone could be faintly heard, but now, Song Wuxin couldn't care about these things for the time being.

Beckoning, put the six spirit bones into the space ring.

After doing all this, he looked at Bibi Dong, who was lying on the ground, unable to move, who was heavily poisoned.

At this moment, outside the main hall, in the sky, thunderstorms poured down.

In the secret room, Song Wuxin just glanced at Bibi Dong without any emotion in her eyes.

That ignorant, nascent gleam of affection was already in the green grassland, and with the dripping of blood, it also dissipated in the vast night sky.

"This look...he wasn't like this before..."

Meeting that look, Bibi Dong felt another inexplicable heartache.

This feeling, this is not the first time.

That night in Qingqing Grassland, and that rainy night by the river, she felt this kind of pain, but she didn't take it seriously.

Only now do I understand.

"It turns out that I have this distressing feeling in the dark because he is the only person in this world who cares about me, but I..."

"When we met for the first time, and after we got along, I was always a special person in his eyes. Even on that rainy night, when I slapped him, he just looked cold and didn't fight back. But now... "

Bibi Dong looked up, Song Wuxin squatted down to give her pulse, she just looked at his face quietly.

There is only endless indifference and no mood swings.

"It's me, it's me, it's me who extinguished that trace of warmth with my own hands."

In that look now, she can no longer find the special color towards her when they first met.

"To him now, I'm just a passer-by. To save me is just to fulfill the promise I made before..."

After taking a pulse for a while, Song Wuxin suddenly stood up.

She panicked subconsciously, reached out and grabbed his sleeve tightly, and looked up at him like this.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but all the words reached his throat, and he forgot everything when he met that indifferent expression.

There was only a trace of stubbornness left, and he held onto the sleeve tightly.

In this world, the two people she missed, loved and respected the most all the time betrayed her in the end.

Every time, she was reincarnated on the edge of hell, her heart was already dead, and she had no business.

But now, she suddenly didn't want to die.

She herself could not explain why.

Probably, he suddenly grabbed a straw and felt the last trace of warmth.

Song Wuxin glanced at her tightly tugged sleeves and frowned slightly.

"You are poisoned by [Angel's Poison], a truly unsolvable poison, and I can't do anything about it."

His voice was obviously cold, but to her at the moment, it felt like it was the only thing in this world that could make her feel warm.

Even though he said that she was bound to die, she didn't have the slightest fear of death in her heart, instead she felt a kind of relief.

It's just... For the rest of the time, she wanted to be with him and look at him, and suddenly, somehow, this feeling came to her heart.

Hold onto his sleeve tightly.

Now she is in a very complicated state, and even she herself can't understand herself.

"Take me away, okay? Don't leave me here."

The bits and pieces of memories here are all poisonous swords piercing her heart, making her breathless.

Song Wuxin picked her up, thought about it, and carried her on his back, and tied her with strips of cloth.

One side said: "I said that I will help you overcome the catastrophe, and I will naturally do my best. [Angel's Poison], there may be hope to be cured, but I can't be sure now. As for whether you can survive in the end, it depends on your own. Made good."

Bibi Dong lay on his back, clung to him tightly, and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Just do it, do nothing, say nothing.

In the whole world, she finally found the real moment of warmth.

Even if she knew that as long as they walked out of this room, what would greet them outside would definitely be a blow of destruction, but she was not afraid at all.

"Thank you for having you in this world!" She murmured in a low voice.

Hearing this, Song Wuxin was stunned for a second, and then said: "I think you misunderstood, I saved you, I just don't want to leave a demon in my heart."

Suddenly, Bibi Dong felt chills all over her body, and felt that what she was hugging at this moment seemed to be an iceberg, very cold.

There was another burst of pain in my heart.

She suddenly hugged him even tighter, and even pressed her face against it.

Sensing her movement, Song Wuxin frowned, hesitated, and said nothing.

After tying up the person and confirming it, he walked out of the secret room with the Blood Fiend Sword in his hand.

Tonight, I want demons to come to the world!
Those who stand in my way will be killed without mercy!

Kill without mercy!

Kill without mercy!

[Some people, even if there is no ticket, they still call me a broken dog every day, short and feeble, and send razor blades.

For example: @STtong, @小Q威, @……etc.

Once I have the knife in my hand, I will kill all the dogs, ah!Wrong, it is to kill all the blade dogs in the world.

Then, continue to break the chapter today, ahahahaha...

Just ask if you are angry! 】

　Those who say that I am short and weak every day, whether they can bear it or can't bear it, come out to fencing and decide the outcome!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)