ghost in the book

I can't wait to dig out all those weird tattoos.

Not long after, he made himself bloody and bloody, it was too horrible to look at.

Fortunately, Wu Luo's sanity has not fully recovered at this time, otherwise, with his heart, seeing this situation, he may collapse directly.

"Get out! Get out of my body...I'm not a monster!" The teeth unconsciously tore at the lower lip, the sharp armor like a sharp blade tore apart the flesh, and the brain fell apart like it was rolled by a meat grinder...

When the bleeding demonized young man was half kneeling on the ground, a warm light suddenly came out from his dantian, instantly enveloping his whole body, and then the blood flowed back, and the wound healed—soon, Wu Luo's body Just as good as ever.What's even more miraculous is that the painful feeling of pinched nerves seems to be a little better.

When he opened his eyes again, although his body hadn't changed much, the golden animal pupils had turned into a beautiful jet black.

Wu Luo stood up, took a few deep breaths, then bent down to pick up a set of clothes, put them on himself, wrapped them tightly in a black cloak, and strode southward.

At that time, the energy of the mountain and sea world began to work again because of a certain behavior.

The power of the demon god was operating silently in Wu Luo's body. He was tireless and kept moving forward, gradually walking towards Loulan, the country where Langya was located, at a pace that surpassed the limit of human beings.

Because they were not properly awakened, the youth also paid the price of unblocking while using their power, and their thinking became a little chaotic.Fortunately, he was strong enough in his heart, so he did not deviate from his goal.

Finally, human buildings appeared in front of his eyes. When he got closer, he could hear noises and smell the burning firewood.

The young man stepped forward, intending to see what happened.

A well-dressed middle-aged man stood in front of a wooden platform and loudly announced the criminal's crimes in Loulan language. It probably meant that he had committed the crime of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country and bewitching the public with deceitful words, and the whole family was to be burned at the stake.In the center of the wooden platform, the prisoners were tied to three tall wooden stakes.The three death row inmates are a couple with kind faces and a child who is only seven or eight years old. People can't help but feel pity when they look at them.

The man has entered middle age, handsome and tall, with a righteous face, and the woman is extremely beautiful, even if her face is covered with ashes, it is not enough to conceal her brilliance.As for the child who was less than ten years old, although his face was immature and his eyes were a little flustered, he forced himself to put on a calm expression.Compared with many adults who can't make a sound on the execution platform and pour urine and shit together, it is indeed admirable, and I feel that the tiger father has no dogs.

At first, Wu Luo listened quietly not far from the audience, not intending to interfere.However, the supervisor soon ordered the pyre under the man's feet to be lit. The fire was very fierce, and soon there was a smell of burnt flesh.The man gritted his teeth and insisted on not making a sound. He didn't cry or plead. He just accepted the punishment with ashamed heart.

Then there was the woman, with blood dripping from the corner of her eyes, watching her beloved husband being burned to death in the fire, and thinking that her young son was about to suffer the same tragic fate, struggling hard, trying to seek justice from fate .

When the flames engulfed the firewood around the woman, she laughed and sang, "Swallows and swallows are flying, and their feathers are not as good as their feathers. The son returns home, and is sent far away to the wild. Looking forward, crying like rain. Looking forward, standing still To weep. Looking forward to the future, I am tired of my heart. The Zhong family is the only one, and his heart is filled with deep water. Thinking of my son, I have no concubine!"

The unparalleled beauty in the world was deeply branded in the hearts of everyone who was present at that time.Even if her hair like a waterfall of blue hair is licked by the tongue of fire, even if Ruxue's skin is burned inch by inch, even if her long red dress is wrinkled by the flames, she is still breathtakingly beautiful.Her singing broke the hearts of every mother present.

The supervisor scolded her, "Bold demon girl, the Tu Yunjie family has long since come to an end, don't do unnecessary incitement here!"

The woman ignored him, just laughed like that, and gradually disappeared in the fire.

Seeing that both the criminals and his wife had been punished and died, the official ordered people to pick up torches and walk towards the last descendant of the condemned prisoner Tu Yunjie's family, Tu Yunjie Langya.

When hearing the word Langya, the pupils of the young people in the audience tightened suddenly, and the body was actually one step ahead of consciousness.

A black figure flashed past, everyone on the stage fell to the ground one after another, and the child tied to the pillar also disappeared.The scene in everyone's eyes was already the next moment of Wu Luo's operation - the supervisor replaced Lang Ya and was tied to the wooden stake, and then the fire ignited, swallowing everything on the execution platform in an instant.

The young man hugged the young Langya tightly in his arms, as if he had obtained a lost and found treasure.He inadvertently used the power of the demon god to ride the wind away.

At the same time, the people around the execution platform screamed and fled, only the other execution officer under the platform stayed where they were, with dark eyes.After calming down, he opened the secret order in his hand. After reading it, he waved his hands to summon his officers and soldiers, and ordered to face northeast, which is the direction where Wu Luo and Langya fled, to immediately pursue and kill Wushe.

As if they had been prepared for a long time, the Loulan soldiers quickly prepared their horses and set off immediately with all kinds of poisoned weapons.

On the other hand, the young man is still unable to skillfully control his own energy, so while running, the skin begins to burst, and more and more terrifying patterns grow; the ears and fangs also start to grow uncontrollably; the eyeballs also start to hurt .Afraid of frightening the young Langya, Wu Luo stopped in a deserted house after confirming that the two had escaped far away.

He looked at the child in his arms, his eyes were wide open, a little dazed, but he was still fighting hard to keep his tears from falling.His two rows of white teeth were clenched tightly, and blood was oozing from the gums and flowing down the corners of his mouth.

94. Tucao 84: Talking about cultivating...

Why is there a tragic history behind every glamorous image?

Langya's expression was forbearing and sad, Wu Luo looked a little sad, and planned to reach out to touch his head, but he didn't want to be avoided.The young man smiled in embarrassment and understanding, retracted his hand, and the two continued to move forward quietly and aimlessly.

Langya didn't reach out to grab Wu Luo's outstretched hand, but silently followed him half a step behind him, walking or running, never falling behind.The young man was dumbfounded by the young Langya's arrogant behavior, so he had to slow down his pace so that he could keep up.

The young man guessed in his heart that maybe it was the appearance of his own skin bursting and bloodshot eyes that frightened the eight-year-old child.So I was anxious to return to my normal appearance, but I didn't want to be more anxious and worse.The breath in the body became more and more disobedient, scurrying around, as if it was going to rush out of the body crazily.

Worried about being chased by soldiers, Wu Luo didn't dare to stop, so he had to pretend nothing happened, suppressed the surging pain, and continued to move forward.

It was very quiet along the way, and the young man was able to slowly calm down his almost violent self.Because the process was so focused, he even forgot the passage of time.And that little Langya trekked with him for three days and three nights without saying a word or complaining at all.

When Wu Luo completely controlled himself, Langya's face was already pale and his limbs were trembling.

Only then did he remember that he almost starved the child to death, the young man punched himself twice, squatted down in front of the young boy, raised his head slightly, bent his mouth at a gentle angle, and stretched out his right hand to the young Langya, "Come, I will take you Go to a safe place. This time, let me protect you."

The eight-year-old stared blankly at the young man with a strange face but a warm smile in front of him for a long time, and finally nodded unconsciously.

The most urgent task is to find some food. There is an oasis in front of it. It is estimated that you can find something to fill your stomach.Wu Luo stretched out his hand and pulled Xiao Langya over, happily walking towards the land of hope not far away.

However, as the saying goes, the distance is not too far when you see a dead horse running in the mountains, and once the chatterbox is opened, it will be awkward to close it again, so the young man secretly pondered how to further communicate with the children.

The young boy who had just lost his parents was naturally not in the mood to speak, but the young young man couldn't help but find it funny when he thought that this cute child would be that incomparably dark and handsome man in the future, so he tried his best to think of ways to make him talk.

However, after going through such silly questions in the young man's mind, such as "How old are you this year?" "Who do you love more, your father or your mother?" Inability to communicate with children.

This is Langya, dear!If you ask this kind of question, you will be looked down upon by the chopper, right?

So, after hesitating for half an hour, the young man said boredly, "Well... do you have any relatives?"

A chopper's eye.

The young man swallowed guiltily and looked at the reaction. He probably had no relatives, or in other words, he would never accept a fugitive.So he made persistent efforts and continued to ask: "I actually want to ask... Uh, what do you usually like to eat?"

Still a chopper eye.

My parents just died, so asking people what to eat is just outrageous!After self-denial, the young man wiped off his sweat, but he was still not discouraged.He forced out more smiles, bent down to look at the young version of Langya, and asked, "Then...do you like sweet potatoes?"

Cai Daoyan closed it, and asked indifferently: "What is... a red mouse?"

Very good!I finally have a relationship topic with this child!Fortunately, I remembered that Langya said that he also likes to eat brother Shao, otherwise I really don't know how to communicate with each other.Fortunately, the young man suddenly heard a long "goo", and subconsciously looked at the child who was clutching his stomach and looking annoyed