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Resentment wrapped around the blade of the sword, revealing the letter of the snake.To the naked eye, it appears to be a delicate form of strands, but in fact the concentration is high enough to instantly destroy Wei Wei——

They always have a place.

There is one thing that Wei Wei didn’t say about borrowing and repaying: what is borrowed must be used up.Who should bear these grievances now?Who will pay it back then?

The resentment generated by the soul does not hurt the inanimate objects. These resentments are useless, and they are hot potatoes right now.

There is a monstrous resentment that needs a physical body to hold, enough to turn an ordinary person into a monster with the strength of "Wei Wei".Leaving aside who will act as the container for the time being, how will this monster that Zhuoyang forced himself to persecute by then be killed?I don't want to kill the demon anymore. That person's soul will be devoured by the demon-slaying sword in the end, and he will disappear from the world completely. The sacrifice is too huge.

Wei Wei was dead, and Zhuoyang was reluctant to give him a big blow.Wei Wei held more than a dozen lives in his hands without making a sound, and now that Fan Ying poked a sore spot, he did not hesitate to kill him.This heart is really cruel.

When Wei Wei didn't fall in love with living people, it's no wonder his performance was good.To him, killing demons is probably similar to chopping carrots.Harmful, he may not feel the same.He only cares about his own possessions and lacks empathy for other people.Zhuoyang is just indifferent, while Wei Wei is indifferent.

Taking advantage of Zhuoyang Huang's skill, Fan Ying walked up to him: "Senior brother... this..." What should I do?

The snake letter had already shown signs of turning back against Zhuoyang, and as soon as Fan Ying approached, it pointed in the direction of the living soul like a compass.

"Brother..." Fan Ying hoped that Zhuoyang could figure out a way to deal with it, but she also knew that it would be too difficult for him.There can't be another monster here that needs to be cleaned up.It was either he or she, and one of them had to die.Zhuoyang turned into a demon, she was unable to deal with it, so this monster could only be her.This is the correct choice after weighing, and it is impossible to make everyone happy.

kill me!Qin Fang's voice flashed in Fan Ying's mind.She died, and died again... Fan Ying's eyes were in a daze for a moment, and she didn't hesitate when she looked back at Zhuoyang.She walked across to Zhuoyang, and shook her head with regret: "It's a pity..."

It's a pity that she couldn't wait for Zhuoyang to be born, get sick and die, and cut Zhuoyang's neck with a knife as agreed.

The difference between her and Zhuoyang has long been written.When one lives, one has to take another's life.I don't want to become a monster, and I don't want to kill my senior brother who has been with me day and night, but I have to choose one of the two to bear it.

Wei Wei remembered to vent her anger, and Fan Ying wondered if she would remember to stand obediently and wait for the demon-slaying sword to fall.

Two lines of cold liquid crawled up her cheeks, and Fan Ying didn't know why she was crying.She obviously has no fear, at most there is only a trace of unwillingness.

Zhuoyang was gasping for breath while propping up the sword. Seeing her looking up, he forced out an ugly smile: "Don't be afraid. There's no need to do this, there must be a way."

There must be a way... When will Zhuoyang say such baseless things?Fan Ying burst into laughter untimely.

Can live who wants to die?Before the last moment, both she and Zhuoyang wanted to fight.Fan Ying tilted her head, and couldn't bear to look at Zhuoyang's right hand holding the sword. It was scorched and blackened by resentment.

The expectation she is full of at this moment may be a blank check that God fooled her and deliberately flaunted.

Fan Ying subconsciously held a transparent glass bottle in her pocket.Wei Wei ate Qin Fang... At that time, she desperately grabbed a bit of Qin Fang's breath.She couldn't keep Qin Fang, and she couldn't control her own destiny either.

Fan Ying was a little jealous of Zhuoyang at this moment.Perhaps, she has always been jealous of Zhuoyang.

Wei Wei's revenge completely succeeded.After doing so many experiments, he delayed the time when he lost his physical body and should have transformed into a demon immediately. He managed to save part of his mind after transforming into a demon, so he could personally give a good look to the people who "hurt" Meng Tingran.

Qin Fang rode the roller coaster in Fan Ying's pocket, Wei Wei's anger burned on her, and she couldn't react in time.The candy box was torn open by Wei Wei, he held Qin Fang with his arms open, and Qin Fang was burned with resentment.In a short while, she was burned into a ball of pitch-black fireworks.

Qin Fang has transformed into a demon, and transforming into a demon is the death of the soul, Qin Fang seems to have failed to die.

Her consciousness ran out from the fireworks and filled the space.Any subtle changes in the surroundings can be clearly perceived, but she has no influence on the outside world.

Qin Fang could only watch helplessly, watching Fan Ying put all her eggs in one basket and not dodge or evade.She ran up to Fan Ying anxiously, dancing but unable to convey any words.

After Zhuoyang appeared, Qin Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and slowly raised his breath again.

Qin Fang scolded Wei Wei ten thousand times in his heart.

In her previous life, she met Qin Fang a few times, and Fan Ying was as perfect as a phantom in her heart. In this life, her imagination has come to nothing.Back then that calm and elegant Miss Fan...would she cry too?After experiencing family changes, Fan Ying's life in her previous life was really as she wished, everything went smoothly?Qin Fang didn't dare to think about it.

She couldn't do it, she couldn't do anything.Time and time again, only to repeat the same mistakes.

Qin Fang gradually calmed down, and she asked the system: "Can I travel to the next world?"

"No. Your consciousness is not yet complete."

Qin Fang was stunned for a moment, and quickly sensed his own fragments after the system reminded him.

"Fan Ying is dead, you can time travel..."

The word death is really harsh.Qin Fang pinched her ears and didn't want to listen anymore, but the system's voice kept hitting her weak heart.

If you don't want her to die, then you can do something!Qin Fang has been thinking about this question, she has been thinking about it, but she just didn't think about it.do what?what can I do?Qin Fang was going crazy, and she was indeed in a mess, almost losing her subjective consciousness.

Qin Fang regained her composure for the second time, and she asked the system: "Can you call out the scene where Wei Wei disappeared?"

Qin Fang thought that the system would negotiate a deal with her, but she didn't expect that the system would ask her back: "Why don't you trust yourself?"

She went through everything on the scene, and repeatedly recalled the details of Wei Wei's self-destruction, why didn't she believe in herself?

Wei Wei's sudden disappearance...is very strange.

Qin Fang gritted his teeth, refraining from asking the system to prove his inference.It's just... She always needs the help of the system.