Quick Transmigration: The Sick and Delicate Villain Has a Deep Routine

Chapter 143 Jingzhi's death, Shijiu broke out

Shi Jiu hugged Jing Zhi, and broke out of the window. She was suspended in the air, watching the falling plane, a dark red light flashed in her eyes.

If you see it, you can't pretend you don't know it.

"Xiaozhi, close your eyes, the wind is strong." Shi Jiuwen said in a warm voice, her body flew down like a broken bow and arrow.

Jing Zhi pressed against Shi Jiu's heart, listening to the sound of her heart beating.

He closed his eyes obediently, and he began to believe that she really regarded him as a world, otherwise why would his heart beat so fast.

Shi Jiu's face turned into a crow-like face, with pitch-black eyes that seemed to be able to suck in even the soul.

The body turned into fluffy bird feathers, but not soft, but as tough as steel, she held Jing Zhi in her arms, and the wind was blowing in her ears.

The speed of the plane falling was very fast, and Shi Jiu also accelerated the speed and flew down rapidly.

One of her wings firmly protected Jing Zhi, while the other maintained her body's balance and exerted a force to accelerate her descent.

The wind was whistling, and the huge resistance was rubbing against Shi Jiu's ears, as if pins and needles, she hadn't been trained well enough, and she wasn't a real bird yet.

Green blood flowed from Shi Jiu's ears, dripping down Jing Zhi's face along his face.

He opened his eyes and stared blankly at Shi Jiu, the night was dark, he couldn't see her appearance clearly, but he could smell the blood dripping on his face, with a fishy-sweet smell.

She is a mental patient, an unknown creature that grows black wings, and how many secrets he does not know about his little Jiu.

Jing Zhi is a bit partial to wings. When he thinks that Shijiu has a pair of black wings and is flying down a thousand meters with him in his arms, he has a very high feeling.

And a little sous.I kind of want to blush.

The wind from Shijiu's wings seemed to be alive, forming two thin cables that pulled the wings of the plane, making the plane land on the surface of the ocean smoothly and float on the sea.

At this time, the crew has contacted the main control station, and the nearest airport will send rescue soon.

Shi Jiu adopts a princess hug posture, holding Jing Zhi and floating in the air.

The dark sky is a little white, the sky will be white, the sun is rising, and the dawn will come.

What caught Shi Jiu off guard was that a door just opened, but it was not a ghost door. It was an iron door covered with various small advertisements, some of which said "100 years of professional ghost marriage", "hell... The first group, you are welcome to join", "Training class, no longer worry about ghost doll's grades".

Ghosts who have been tortured in hell for too long will also start a family or join a gang. Even if they are ghosts, it is difficult to live alone.

It appeared out of nowhere from a void, and Black and White Impermanence walked out of the door.

Standing on the left and the right, I tore up some small advertisements by the way, and burned the small advertisements to ashes with a little will-o'-the-wisp.

"Next time someone puts up a small advertisement, the sentence will be increased by ten years." Said the ecstasy in white clothes standing on the left, he is Bai Wuchang.

Bai Wuchang always smiles, and wears a long hat with "You are here too" on it; Hei Wuchang has a fierce face, with "I'm catching you" on the long hat.

Black and White Impermanence ranks among the top ten yin handsomes, busy catching ghosts, they are the two busiest ghost officials in hell.

"Isn't this Shijiu? I heard that you dumped our king again. The villain admires, admires." Bai Wuchang cocked his little finger and said with a chuckle, his voice resembled a girl's.

Hei Wuchang helplessly pushed Bai Wuchang aside, with an expression of "I can't stand this guy anymore, let's break up sooner".

"Shijiu, the people you saved today were all going to die. The damned people didn't die, which made it difficult for us. I really let these 120 six people go. I have to write a bunch of reports and love letters. Both of us will be punished, so, you know."

Shi Jiu covered Jing Zhi's face with one wing, and stood with his feet in the air, a gust of wind fell under her feet, supporting her feet.

She smiled and said: "You two just follow the rules."

Jing Zhi smiled, lying in Shi Jiu's arms like this, he looked a bit like the domineering president's little wife.

He didn't say a word, sticking to Shi Jiu's heart.

Xiao Jiu's heart slowed down as if it was about to stop.

Bai Wuchang bit his finger and said, "The one in your arms has to go with us too."

Shi Jiu's expression froze, and he said coldly: "What if I say no. He is my husband. If you want to take him away, you have to ask me first."

"There is no exception, even if you go to His Highness Yama, Shi Jiu." Hei Wuchang said, sticking out his scarlet tongue, like a poisonous snake spitting out a snake letter, with a sinister aura.

"If you dare to touch him, I will not let the whole hell go." There was still a smile on the corner of her lips, but there was an unquestionable killing intent in her eyes.

"No exception, it's useless for you to threaten me." Heiwuchang said calmly, "At least half of the people on this plane will go to the eighteenth floor of hell, and the rest will go directly to the world of the next life."

Bai Wuchang smiled strangely, "I didn't expect our king to be inferior to a person who has committed many crimes. Shi Jiu, you have bad eyesight."

A sickle appeared in his hand, and with a crash, the light suddenly appeared, and the plane that was suspended just now also fell down.

The escape hatch door has been unable to open.

When Shi Jiu heard the cries behind him, women's, men's, old people's, children's, the smiles on his face also disappeared.

Good people go to the next life, bad people go to hell to be judged, this is the rule.

No one can change unless there is enough power.

Many misfortunes in this world are due to the lack of strength of the parties involved.

"Do you know how many living souls he has cultivated into pills in the past ten years? Look at that black air that soars to the sky, tsk tsk tsk, I don't know, I thought it was some kind of ghost king." Bai Wuchang said coquettishly.

"Oh, yes, of course you don't know, you were still in hell begging our king to forgive you."

Shi Jiu hugged Jing Zhi tightly, not daring to look at him, Bai Wuchang's words undoubtedly hurt Shi Jiu.

What's the situation now?
After many years of being a scumbag, her rival's subordinates are chasing after her for revenge?
"Don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with Fuyun, I didn't do that shitty thing thousands of years ago." Shi Jiu said coldly, his fair face turned red with anger.

"Bah, don't you remember that you didn't do it? Can you afford to pay for our king's girlish heart?" Bai Wuchang gave Shi Jiu a middle finger.

As soon as Bai Wuchang's sickle came out, he slashed at Shi Jiu's body, but was blown away by Shi Jiu's wings, and a huge cyclone rolled up.

He retreated more than ten meters, then teleported to the side of Hei Wuchang, and said, "You deal with her, I'll fetch those souls in the plane."

Hei Wuchang nodded, and when he met Shi Jiu, he felt that he didn't have much chance of winning.

Thousands of years ago, it was estimated that when he confronted like this, he would probably be crushed into dregs in an instant. Now the outcome may be [-]-[-].

While you are sick, I will kill you.

Jing Zhi naturally believed in Shijiu, Shijiu would not lie to him, his family Xiaojiu was just an ordinary, ordinary, twenty-year-old human girl, although she occasionally transformed into wings.

The only explanation is probably that Shi Jiu has an identity that she doesn't even understand, and what happened a thousand years ago probably happened in Xiao Jiu's previous life of many generations.

Even if it is forgotten, it is understandable.

On the one hand, Jing Zhi earnestly found reasons for Shi Jiu, on the other hand secretly set that guy named Fu Yun as the number one rival in love.

Shi Jiu tightened his embrace, his wings covered Jing Zhi tightly, the smile on his face disappeared, his eyes fixed on Hei Wuchang, "I said, don't touch him."

Like I said, these three words are like a well-intentioned reminder, but there is still a strong warning and killing intent hidden.

Hei Wuchang was holding a fishing rod in his hand, and a red hook was hanging on the hook.

"Do you think you can stop me, Shijiu, you are no longer who you were back then." Hei Wuchang gripped the fishing rod tightly, shaking the fishing rod in his hand.

"I will take him to my world, I won't stay in this world anymore, let us go, please." Shi Jiu lowered his head and hugged Jing Zhi, like a stubborn child who won't let go after getting his favorite toy .

"Xiao Jiu..." Jing Zhi's pupils shrank, but he saw red tears flickering in Shi Jiu's dark eyes.

please.

These three words frightened Hei Wuchang a lot.

In the past, Shijiu, who was arrogant and arrogant, beat and killed if he disagreed with him, and loved to swear and be unreasonable, would he beg others?

"You, you, you... knew this earlier, why did this human named Jing Zhi kill and kill for you, he shouldn't have met you."

A piece of paper appeared in Hei Wuchang's hand, and the black and white characters were burning.

It says "Jingzhi" on it.

When encountering some difficult guys, such as a demon king or a thousand-year-old evil spirit, who haunt them to prevent their ghosts from taking their souls, they will occasionally use this method.

It is made of green sandalwood bark. The price of rice paper with ribbed texture is a bit high, and the ink is also very expensive. There is not much funds in hell, so these are usually not used.

Shi Jiu watched the paper burn completely, and looked at Jing Zhi in his arms.

His complexion was pale, as if someone had taken away his spirits, "Xiao Jiu..." he stroked Shi Jiu's face with all his strength, his amber eyes were barren, and the starlight had fallen.

His hand rested on Shi Jiu's face, and all those words that ended without opening their mouths stopped.

Shi Jiu seemed to have been drained of all her strength in an instant, her wings disappeared in an instant, her left eye was blurred with blood, and tears slid down, icy cold.

If you get something you shouldn't get, you will lose someone you shouldn't lose.

Jing Zhi was the last tenderness this world gave her, and now this tenderness has disappeared.

Originally, there was still a ray of light in her world, but later this light also went out.Originally, there was someone who loved and protected her in this world, but hell took him away.

"Give him back to me, or I will never let go of hell." Her voice was cold and lonely, and there was a desert behind her.

Behind her appeared a layer of blood-red paper-thin transparent wings, as thin as a cicada's wings.

She held Jing Zhi's gradually cooling corpse in her arms, and returned him to her, all she wanted was him...

　Exterminate this hell and be buried with Jing Zhi.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)