Man's "wife" crisis

After returning to the tribe, Yuqing secretly hid the witchcraft she got from Fenghua.

But he still couldn't feel at ease, always worried that someone would find this witch weapon and notice what he had done.

Di Jiang seemed to sense the uneasiness in his heart, and asked, "What's the matter? What are you afraid of?"

"No...just..." Yuqing couldn't say it, he didn't want Dijiang to know about his dark and ugly side.

"Worried that people from the Zhujiuyin clan won't let you go?" Di Jiang stepped forward tenderly, wrapped around Yuqing's neck, and comforted him, "Don't worry, with me here...no one can hurt you."

Yuqing didn't answer, she put her hand lightly on Di Jiang's, and dark thoughts spread rapidly in her mind.

He can't be afraid, can't back down... For this person, even if he commits a heinous crime...

He has no way out, since he has caught fire and killed Fenghua, why not just...

Just keep doing nothing!

"!" Han Xiaomo suddenly woke up from the dream, already sweating profusely when he woke up.

He looked at his hand, trembling slightly.

"How is it?" Dong Gua's voice came from the side, "Do you know what you did in your previous life?"

After hearing the exact same voice as Fenghua's, Han Xiaomo's hairs stood on end!

He didn't even dare to raise his head to look at Dong Gua, he just stared at his hand, as if there was still Fenghua's blood on it, "I...it was me...I killed you..."

Dong Gua chuckled, and looked at Han Hansheng who was still awake beside Xiaomo, "No one knew what happened at that time except you and me in the previous life, but no one wanted to admit that I died in the hands of a young witch They would rather believe that a demon god killed me. Of course, these demon gods don't know, maybe in his eyes, killing one or two humans is not surprising at all, but if it is Han Sheng, he will definitely not be able to do this, so in fact I never hated Han Sheng at all, and I became friends with him."

Han Xiaomo clenched his fists tightly and looked at Dong Gua with a guilty conscience, "Then...then let me..."

"I was really shocked when I saw you, that's why I asked you to work by my side and monitor you by the way." Dong Gua took a puff of cigarette and exhaled layers of smoke, "You are the same as your previous life... You are a ruthless person, Xiaomo, you are always one, which makes people feel uneasy."

"I...not..." Han Xiaomo was about to refute, but was interrupted by Dong Gua's cold glance.

"A while ago, Han Sheng was troubled by a certain case, and even thought he was hallucinating. Although he heard that the matter was over, and Han Sheng didn't pursue it any further, in fact, those people... were you Did you kill it?"

"..." Han Xiaomo was startled, "That... is because they bullied my sister."

"But when you killed those people, did you ever feel a little unbearable? Just like when you killed me in the previous life, as long as it hinders you, you will definitely get rid of it! Xiaomo, if Han Sheng Knowing what the real you look like, he will be very disappointed!" Dong Gua said sternly, which made Han Xiaomo feel even more uncomfortable.

The only thing he didn't want was to let Han Hansheng know about it, and he didn't want Han Hansheng to look at him strangely.

He had to hide it!

"Don't tell Uncle..." Han Xiaomo stared at Dong Gua in front of him, his eyes were quite sad, "Uncle Dong..."

Hearing his "Uncle Dong", Dong Gua's original sneer became stiff, and his expression looked very unnatural.

He took a deep breath, sighed, and exhaled smoke rings.

"Xiaomo, if I wanted to say it, I would have said it a long time ago. But, you can't continue to make mistakes like your previous life... Do you understand what I mean?"

"What do you want me to do?" Han Xiaomo knew that Dong Gua might just want to use this as an excuse to threaten himself to do what he wanted.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, this small threat is not considered serious, but to him... concealing all this from Han Hansheng is more important than anything else.

"Hehe, it's actually very simple for you." Dong Gua relaxed his expression and said with a smile, "As long as you change your approach, you won't continue to assassinate great witches of all races, but..."

His eyes narrowed, revealing a little murderous look, his voice became low, "Go to Xuanyuan's place, get back the two witchcraft in his hand, and then take advantage of it..."

Dong Gua suddenly struck and made a beheading motion, which startled Han Xiaomo.

"You want me to kill him?" Han Xiaomo was in a cold sweat, he knew who Xuanyuan was.

That man later unified the tribes of the Central Plains and became the most famous... Yellow Emperor in history!

Today's descendants of Yan and Huang are all his descendants. If the Yellow Emperor is killed, everything will change in the future!

Han Hansheng will definitely not want this kind of thing to happen...

"You have to kill him." Dong Gua replied coldly, "If you kill him, this world will have a future for the Wu clan, instead of the current situation where the descendants of the Wu clan can only hide in remote mountain villages and live a hard life." life. In fact, we should be the masters of this country!"

Seeing that Han Xiaomo seemed hesitant, Dong Gua added, "Kill him... Han Sheng won't die..."

"!" Han Xiaomo looked at Dong Gua suddenly, "What did you say?"

Dong Gua hesitated for a moment, and frowned tightly, "Han Sheng...is destined not to live past 30 years old."

"Impossible!" Han Xiaomo shouted loudly, strongly refuting Dong Gua's words.

Dong Gua looked helplessly at Han Hansheng, who was lying beside him and hadn't woken up. Seeing that he was still asleep, he dared to say that he knew the truth. This kind of thing is not difficult for me.”

"..." Han Xiaomo pursed his lips, unable to accept such a fact.

Will Han Hansheng die?Such a gentle person...and he was Emperor Jiang Zuwu in his previous life, how could he die!

"I once did a fortune telling for Han Sheng, but I didn't dare to tell him the result. Han Sheng is destined to not live to be 30 years old. According to my divination, he died in a traffic accident." Dong Gua looked at Han Xiaomo quietly, " Moreover, I counted every life for him... the strange thing is that no matter which life he lived, he would not live past the age of 30."

"..." Hearing this, Han Xiaomo seemed to have suddenly lost his strength and slumped on the ground.

He didn't want to believe Dong Gua's words, but if it was true, then Han Hansheng would only have two years to live.

It is absolutely impossible for him to watch Han Hansheng die, there must be some way to unravel this strange curse!

"Is there...is there any way...can I save him?"

Han Xiaomo asked powerlessly, looking at Dong Gua with begging eyes.

"Yes..." Dong Gua nodded slightly, "But I need your strength..."

……

A few days later, Han Xiaomo came to the Xuanyuan clan's tribe alone.

Han Hansheng is still not awake, sleeping in Dong Gua's tribe.

Before leaving, Han Xiaomo reluctantly kissed the corner of his mouth and shed a drop of salty tears.

Han Hansheng didn't wake up, and his hair was turning red a little bit. Gua Dong said that Han Hansheng probably accepted the soul and power of the previous life, so he was merging with him in the previous life.

Perhaps, Han Hansheng also sensed his ability and his desire to protect important people in the memories of his previous life.

Although he was worried about Han Hansheng, Han Xiaomo had no choice but to come to Xuanyuan's headquarters.

Regardless of whether he accepts Dong Gua's proposal or not, he must retrieve the witch weapon in Xuanyuan's hands - "Zhu Jiuyin's fangs", otherwise they will not be able to return to their own time and space.

Of course, if he really had to do what Dong Gua said...he would not be stingy with his life.

Yuqing delivered the witchcraft to Xuanyuan herself, because she killed Fenghua, Yuqing couldn't sleep or eat, and when she saw the witchcraft, she felt that her hands were covered with blood.

So he would rather put the witchcraft in Xuanyuan's place to make himself feel less sinful.

When Han Xiaomo saw Xuanyuan Shi and told this famous figure in history that he wanted to get back the witchcraft, Xuanyuan looked him suspiciously from beginning to end, as if to confirm whether he was really Yuqing.

"What made you change your mind?" Xuanyuan asked.

"I need to use that witch weapon to save a person." Han Xiaomo tried his best to imitate Yuqing's performance in front of Xuanyuan, but maybe he didn't need to imitate at all, the person he wanted to play was just himself.

"Save someone? You mean... the red-haired man who always follows you?" Xuanyuan asked suddenly, and Han Xiaomo looked at him suspiciously.

This person...can see Han Hansheng from his previous life?

"Hehe... don't be so surprised. I am a person with a divine weapon, and I can see things that others cannot see. That man seems to hate me, so I let the divine weapon keep him out of my sphere of influence." Xuanyuan's eyes were half-closed, with a look of indifference, "If you want to save him...I refuse!"

"You!" Han Xiaomo glared angrily at Xuanyuan, but Xuanyuan slowly raised the corner of his mouth, "If you want to take away the witch weapon, save him, unless..."

"..." Han Xiaomo stared closely at Xuanyuan, only to hear the other party say a few words that shocked him slowly.

"Unless you...be mine."