Quick Transmigration: The villain pretends to be good, and hooks me up as a salted fish female suppo

Blood stained her chest red, and a living heart was right in front of her eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, endless pain flashed across Mo Yu's dark red pupils.

He was so controlled by the devil that he lost his mind and completely forgot that their hearts were connected to each other, and he felt her pain.

The golden thread pulled the chests of the two of them, shining brightly.

The corner of Su Zhizhi's mouth raised a pale smile, "I said before, it's okay to give you my heart."

When he was in so much pain that he couldn't control himself.

Su Zhizhi's slender fingers seemed to want to hug him, but actually, just like him, pierced his chest.

Without mercy, take out that black heart.

Put it in its empty place.

And he, when his black heart was hollowed out, instantly sobered up.

The black and red color of the pupils faded away, leaving only pure blackness.

Then he roared to the sky, "No! Su Zhizhi, why are you doing this?"

He hugged Su Zhizhi tightly and refused to let go.

Su Zhizhi was weak, and black devilish energy began to flow from his whole body.

But unlike Mo Yu, the golden scriptures on her body also began to be restless.

One gold and one black kept wandering around her body, fighting and grabbing territory, and no one would obey the other.

Su Zhizhi twitched in pain and was about to pass out.

With the last strength she had left, she struggled to open her heavy eyelids, and said to Mo Yu, "Finally, the two are settled."

She seemed relieved.

In fact, the debts from her previous life have been tormenting her all the time.

She knew that all the kindness she had done to him could not make up for that missing heart.

"Moyu, practice hard, don't be enchanted again."

She struggled to finish speaking and fell into his arms.

"Don't..." He roared completely, and countless black air suddenly gathered in the sky, like a black vortex.

Powerful energy distorts people's faces.

Wenlan and Guchen dodged back, watching Moyu holding Su Zhizhi, crying and laughing at the same time.

The eyeballs of the two suddenly widened, and a shadow like a towering tree gathered behind Moyu.

That's—the Demon Lord?

Mozun Moyu came out of the abyss.

The black iron chain in his hand was burned by the flames.

Afterwards, the flame slowly spread from the soles of the feet, burning the whole body.

Wen Lan trembled, "No, this is Demon Lord, and he came out of the abyss."

The plot is fucking broken.

"Is this the feeling of being loved?" Moyu never came, and in his lifetime, he could feel loved.

So real, so biting.

He slumped to the ground, and before he knew it, his toes started to ignite flames.

His whole body seemed to be burned to death.

The sky was pitch black, and a suffocating feeling of suffocation hit his face.

At this moment, a hole was cut in midair.

A familiar figure appeared, "Moyu, I didn't expect that you unlocked the formation."

When Mo Yu met the face of "God of War", he smiled with relief at this moment.

Before the ancient god of war fell, he sealed the last vestiges of soul and stayed in the abyss.

It seems to be staring at Moyu, but in fact, it is waiting for an opportunity.

"My child, congratulations, you finally got your wish."

"That's right, reconciling with the past and letting the grievances disappear completely is the only way to unravel the formation."

"Son, do you know, for tens of thousands of years, this old man has never given up on you."

It's like never giving up on his most beloved granddaughter.

Although, the granddaughter is a heinous beast.

"Then next, I wish you the best of luck, the future is promising."

The ancient God of War finally smiled knowingly and completely disappeared from the world.

Mo Yu never expected that the bad old man, whom he always considered his deadly enemy, would never give up on him.

His heart was shaken for a long time, and then the flames on his body became deeper and deeper.

As if to burn himself out.

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The suzerain's father waited outside for a long time, and the secret realm was about to be closed.

His precious daughter, son-in-law, and goddaughter are not out yet.

No, if he continues, his heirs will be gone.

Gritting his teeth, he escaped into the secret realm.

When he found his daughter and son-in-law.

Mo Yu is spontaneously combusting.

No, that's not Mo Yu.

The suzerain's father moved closer.

Most of the Moyu had been burned. Looking at the suzerain, he responded with difficulty, "Long time no see, Su Heng."

Su Heng was startled suddenly, his voice trembling uncontrollably, "Mo——Yu—"

"How did you get out?"

"Are you scared?" Mo Yu asked back with a sneer, he was actually in pain, his whole body was in pain, and he was going to be annihilated soon.

But he felt it was worth it.

"Zhizhi told me not to be obsessed again. I'm about to disappear."

"You——you're too crazy." Su Heng realized that he was destroying himself in a way of ending himself.

For tens of thousands of years, he tried so hard to break free from the abyss, but this time he finally got out, but he chose—to die together.

In Su Heng's eyes full of incredulity.

Mo Yu said lightly, "Suddenly found that I don't hate anymore."

"There is no past to pursue, no one to hate, no revenge to avenge..."

"That's it." He put himself down slumped.