Sister, stay away from me

Here, Uri is wrapped in hundreds of chains, wrapped in the shadow of a huge heart.

Every breath he takes turns into a throbbing heartbeat.

In front of Wu Ri, Saihan's jade spider is working hard, and countless spider threads combine the real Wu Ri and the illusory heart to unify their strength.

Looking at the heart that was about to turn into a solid body, Zain felt a pang of regret again.

Just a little bit.

Only a little bit, he can completely materialize the heart, thus attracting the arrival of Di Hentian.

But now, he couldn't think about it.

In order not to let the previous efforts be completely in vain, he had to use up all the previous preparations, and what descended from this was not Di Hentian's body, but a certain holy spirit in the Dihentian Divine Kingdom.

This holy spirit may have the power of Yin God series, but it is still too far away from the real god.

However, he has no choice.

"Saihan, summon Di Hentian. Use Wu Ri as a sacrifice, and summon Di Hentian."

Sai Han, who was kneeling on the ground, still had a perfect smile, but his voice trembled again.

"But father, he will die."

The bone staff smashed down mercilessly, leaving a bruise on Sai Han's face.

Grabbing Saihan's hair, Sain roared angrily: "Who is your real master! It is me, your father! He is my tool, and you are my tool! Wake him up! Let him treat you My love, he will not refuse this request!"

"...Yes, father."

Amid bursts of singing, the sleeping Wu Ri slowly opened his eyes and saw Sai Han in front of him.

"Saihan..."

"Wuri..."

"Are you going to sacrifice me?"

"Well, so I need you to be sacrificed voluntarily. The act of voluntary sacrifice will please a certain holy spirit in the Kingdom of Emperor Hate Heaven, and come here."

"Will you be free?"

"Yes!" Sayin immediately roared, "She will be free, I swear!"

"Then, I will."

As Wu Ri was voluntarily sacrificed, the phantom of the heart began to collapse, and the blue heart turned into divine power, pouring into Zain's body continuously.

Feeling this brand-new power, Zain felt that his old body was rejuvenating, and the shriveled muscles were being remodeled and became strong and powerful again.

In addition, Zain can also feel a force from another world, something is occupying his body, and wants to crawl out of his body.

"I feel it, is this you, the great Holy Spirit! What a power... how terrible, how evil! I can hear the mad whispers, and I can also hear the call of evil! What's wrong with you guys? , the Holy Spirit! Have you gone crazy!"

At this moment, Sayin, who received the power of the Holy Spirit, also glimpsed a glimpse of the truth of this world.

Just this sliver of truth made him howl like falling into an abyss.

The power of terror is still pouring in, and more truths are constantly coming, which makes Sayin continue to suffer.

The body that had just returned to its peak began to collapse, and a large amount of black mud flowed out of Sayin's body, filling the entire temple.

Afterwards, the black mud began to spread outwards, completely corrupting all living things it touched.

The corrupted creatures began to appear demonized, and quickly completed the entire process of demonizing.

The organs in the organism became two sets, and the plants bore strange fruits, and from the fruits even more strange plants were born.

In just a few short breaths, the original temple of Emperor Hentian immediately turned into an evil cave, and continued to spread towards the surroundings.

"What is this?" Yue Ling, who flew over, looked at the scene in front of him and was startled.

"To be honest, I don't know either." Wang Huai, who was holding Yue Ling, said helplessly.

This time, he really didn't lie.

Although it has been simulated, he has never been able to find out the truth of this thing.

Even if he died at the hands of the opponent, all he could get was the ravings of some lunatics.

According to his speculation, these black muds have no will at all, and they will not get any effective memory at all if they die in the hands of the opponent.

Finding that the range of the black mud was still expanding, and the nearby creatures had turned into demons, Yue Ling looked at the monks holding the magic weapon in doubt, and then at Wang Huai in doubt.

"Junior Sister, why don't you confess, did you come up with this thing? Your ability to make troubles is stronger than imagined."

"It's just by accident."

"Junior Sister, no matter how dishonest you are, you really won't have a single friend."

"I already have two."

"Those two guys really have no vision. Forget it, I know why you have to arm so many monks. Now, it's not time to talk nonsense, fellow citizens, let's go!"

Pulling Wang Huai, Yue Ling directly called out the bronze sword, which turned into a white light and flew towards the black mud in front of him.

Behind her, hundreds of monks no longer hesitated, and charged together with Yue Ling, turning into streamers of light, rushing towards the range of the black mud.

Afterwards, according to the rescued believers of the Emperor Hentian Heart Sect.

On this day, he saw a miracle.

But this miracle was not caused by Di Hentian, but by the monks of the Immortal League.

The destructive black mud can corrode everything, but this group of monks in the Imperial Realm relied on their magic weapons and the power of strange things in their bodies to forcibly encircle and purify the black mud continuously.

This group of monks should be acting like this for the first time, and the policy of action is also very simple.

That is to chop!

If you see black mud, chop it!

When you see a monster, cut it!

When you see a corrupted living person, cut them down until they can't move, and then rescue them.

The black mud that was supposed to pose a huge threat was completely eradicated and disappeared from this world with the cooperation of a group of monks headed by Yue Ling.

"If miracles have color, it should be the color of Xianmeng." This is the believer's final summary.

After a day and a night of slashing, Wang Huai was finally exhausted.

Although the Pan Gu spiritual liquid in his body could quickly restore physical strength and mana, but the mental exhaustion continued to accumulate, and eventually he had to rest for a while.

The expansion of the black mud has been suppressed, and then it was continuously wiped out in the bombing of the monks in shifts, and finally retreated slowly until it was completely wiped out.

Although the enemy was repelled, the cultivators of the Immortal League did not have the energy to cheer, but leaned against each other and fell asleep.

Wang Huai knew that his side would surely win, but the process still made him so tired that he wanted to cry.

With the blessing of Yue Ling's destiny, they barely solved this natural disaster.

Under normal circumstances, God knows how many lives this thing will swallow.

He just wanted to earn some contributions to change his skills, why did he end up like this in the end.

Could it be that, as Dan Qingzi said, he is a natural troublemaker?

Although he was exhausted to death, Wang Huai knew that his work was not over yet.

Dragging the sleeping Yue Ling, Wang Huai walked into the temple, bypassing the monks of the Xianmeng who were resting on the ground, all the way to the bottom of the temple.

A hidden door was smashed open with one punch, Wang Huai walked in, and saw Sayin who had been completely turned into black mud.

Perhaps because most of the black mud was removed, Sayin had regained his sanity at this time.

Completely turned into a puddle of mud, he wrapped Sai Han and Wu Ri who lost his breath, his eyes wandered through the mud, and soon saw Wang Huai who suddenly appeared.

"Damn Xianmeng, damn monks! It's you, it's you!"

"That's right, it's me. I know your plan, and I also used my way to destroy your plan. I also prepared in advance to let Zhenjun abandon you. Even if you become like this, it's all on my behalf." As expected."

Anyway, Yue Ling was already asleep, Wu Ri was temporarily dead, Sai Han couldn't feel anything when he was wrapped in Sayin, and Wang Huai just had a prophetic addiction and told everything.

"You! How is it possible! Who are you!"

"It's just a poor worm who has been played by contributions in the palm of his hand."

Walking forward, Wang Huai stepped on the mud, and the glazed light in his body flew out, and began to quickly purify the black mud in front of him.

Feeling the natural restraint on the glazed light, Sayin screamed and wanted to retreat, but he couldn't escape the range of the glazed light anyway.

While running away, Sayin shouted: "Isn't he your brother! He hasn't all died yet, he still has a way to come back to life, as long as you..."

"Just let you go, right? Sorry, I already know. So, I refuse."

Using the glazed light to directly crush it, Sayin, the ambitious great shaman, disappeared in the glazed light.

After finishing Sayin, Wang Huai took out half of the key from Sayin's body, and then found the other half of the key from Wuri's body.

After the two became one, Wang Huai directly inserted the key into the curse on Saihan's neck and set him free.

Seeing Sai Han who woke up leisurely, Wang Huai waved his hand and asked her to listen to him first.

"First of all, I have to tell you that your father Sain died, and I did it."

Sai Han looked at the residue of black mud beside him, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, I should do it. The second thing, Wu Ri is dead, but not completely dead. You left a small back door on him before, and you know better than me what this back door is. "

Sai Han looked at Wang Huai suspiciously, feeling that the other party seemed to know all this better than himself.

However, Wang Huai, who had gone through the war, just wanted to go back and hug Yue Ling for a good sleep, and now he said mechanically like a player who can only press the blank to skip the plot: "What you have to do is very simple, but the price is to start over again." Become each other's slaves. Put the curse of death on each other through the slave contract, and let each other's lives be shared. The day when this curse is undone is the day when you die. Well, that's all for persuasion, and you make your own decision Bar."

"I feel like you already know my decision." Sai Han asked suspiciously.

"If you think so, I can't help it." Wang Huai said with a yawn.

Sai Han smiled slightly, and the black curse resurfaced on her neck again.

Only this time, she cast a curse.

Looking at Sai Han, Wang Huai asked the question he had asked himself, but still wanted to ask again: "Why did you do this?"

"Because I love him."

"Love... It's really an illusory but crazy word. Take your time, I'm going to sleep."

Holding Yue Ling in his arms, Wang Huai fell asleep in a second.

Waking up the next day, Wang Huai felt like he had turned into a sandwich.

He hugged Yue Ling himself, while Wu Ri hugged himself.

The weird posture made Wang Huai feel like he had become a two-way plug, no matter how weird he thought.

Getting up and kicking Wu Ri away, Wang Huai saw Sai Han standing aside, with a slave's unique, perfect smile on his face.

"Good morning, is the master's card, my lord Wang."

"Good morning."

Wu Ri, who was kicked awake, turned over, and then embraced Wang in his arms.

"My card, did you save me!"

"Part of it."

"What the hell happened to me, why I can't remember anything after I came here."

"It doesn't matter if you forget, just be your Master Wu Ri."

After talking to Wang Huai about the past, Wu Ri immediately searched his pockets, and his expression changed when he found that the keys had disappeared.

"The key is gone, where is that guy Zain?"

"Everywhere."

"Dead, what about Saihan's curse? No, I will definitely find a way to lift the curse. Wait for me, Saihan!"

"Master can definitely do it." Sai Han said with a smile.

Looking at Wu Ri, who wanted to lift the curse wholeheartedly, and Sai Han, who would never let him lift the curse, Wang Huai felt that this was another bad relationship.

But anyway.