After being reborn, he was entangled by the sha demon

When Fan Wujiu finished solving the turmoil in Huangquanhai and returned to Wuwang City, the man in white stood on the gate of the city, holding the book of Wuwang and looking at himself.

What is he looking at, why hasn't he turned the page for a long time?

Wuwang City is full of filth and filth, and you can faintly hear the cry of strange beasts in the distance, and you can also see mourning people everywhere, ghosts and corpses.

Standing at the front of the group of ghosts left and right, he shook his head towards Mr. Wuchang.

Fan Wujiu understood, and shouted the phrase "Slaughtering the underworld, the crime is endless", trying to attract Xie Bi'an's attention.

But the man on the top just smiled nonchalantly, and didn't take life and death seriously.

Fan Wujiu looked at the situation in front of him, contacted the turmoil inside and outside the city, and suddenly realized that he wanted to live and die with the city.

He made such an appearance with the thought of mortal death.

He has righteousness and responsibility in his heart, but he has no Fan Wujiu alone.

Looking at each other across the city gate, the two people at the end of their eyes are equally full of things to say.

Fan Wujiu thought back to the time when he first met Xie Bi'an.

At that time, he had just crawled out of hell, and the old god said that he would spare his punishment, give him a new errand, and introduce someone to him, hoping that they could become friends.

Fan Wujiu thought nonchalantly.friend?All his friends were hacked to death with a scythe.

He went to Huangquanhai with disdain, but when he really saw that boy, he couldn't move his eyes away.

How could there be such a jade-like person, he just stood there, making Chunfeng lose his color.

Hell is full of darkness and filth, and so is Fan Wujiu's heart.

And Xie Bi'an is like a ray of light, shining into the darkness, and giving birth to spring branches in the dirty soil.

Fan Wujiu grinned at him with his bare gums, and the young man in white returned a spring-like smile.

I want to take him home.

Fan Wujiu thought this way, then bid farewell to the old god, held Xie Bi'an's hand, and said, "Let's go home."

Xie Bi'an always had a look of indifference to the world, Fan Wujiu couldn't see his emotions, so he could only tease him desperately.

Catch a sleeve of will-o'-the-wisps for him and make the sky full of stars.

Xie Bi'an looks so pretty when he smiles, but why doesn't he smile now?

Fan Wujiu looked at the sad young man in the city, feeling extremely distressed.

He was so awe-inspiring that he entrusted his life and death to Fan Wujiu.

Xie Bian is alive, but strange beasts run rampant and the world is in turmoil.

If Xie Bi'an dies, no city will fall, and the world will be peaceful.

There are only two paths before Fan Wujiu, and he seems to have to choose one.

But Mr. Wuchang has been rampant underground for many years, but he has to walk out of the third way of life.

——Xie Bi'an will become a sha after death, he wants to enter a sha, and become his sha demon.

The Sha Lord and the Sha Demon coexist in counterbalance, and if the Sha Demon is there, the Sha Lord is there.

This is the only way to cross reincarnation and bring Xie Bian out of this city and back to the world.

Before Fan Wujiu closed his eyes and mustered up the courage to swing his sickle, the ghost king in white slammed into the blade of the tiger sickle.

Like a feather, he fell down the city gate lightly.

Fan Wujiu caught the falling white clothes and kissed his forehead.

"Fool, I'll take you back to the world."

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His spiritual power can only last for a few years, and after a few years, the evil will dissipate, if Xie Bian hadn't killed him himself, he would have no chance to be a human being.

Fan Wujiu didn't mean to play hooligans deliberately, he gave Xie Bian all his remaining spiritual power, and he no longer had the ability to send messages through the air.

His spiritual platform has been cold for thousands of years, and only when his spiritual energy is exhausted will his body emit a trace of warmth.

He wants to bring Xie Bian back to the human world, Xie Bian is a real person only when he is out of this evil.

The only way to get rid of the evil spirit is to kill the evil spirit.

Fan Wujiu made up a lie and tricked Xie Bian into killing himself.

Xie Bian didn't understand Fan Wujiu's abnormality until now, but no matter behind or in front of him, the annoying old Fan was nowhere to be seen.

He didn't even leave a single word, just tricked Xie Bian into making a move without knowing why.

Xie Bian didn't believe all of this, he raised his head and looked around, eagerly hoping that the old hooligan could stand in front of his eyes again, so that he could personally question him.

He wanted to go back to the past, even if he saw Fan Wujiu again.

Floating Curse.

He almost immediately remembered the spell that Fan Wujiu had taught him.

He wants to see Fan Wujiu again.

Xie Bian recited the formula like a madman, curled his fingers together, and drew a circle as big as possible in front of him.

A figure gradually appeared in the golden light, Xie Bian looked at the familiar figure from behind, his throat was choked up, and he was speechless.

After saying the formula, Fan Wujiu in the floating light finally turned around and smiled calmly at Xie Bian.

"An'an, I knew you would want to see me again."

So he even left his words in advance before he died, as long as Xie Bian casts the Floating Light Curse he taught, he can see what he looks like at this moment.

Fan Wujiu in the floating light kept walking, as if he was following someone.

Xie Bian judged from the flashing street scenes that this was the memory left by Lao Fan on the way to the gate of the city following him.

He has long been ready.

"An'an, don't cry. Although I can't see you, you should be happy."

Xie Bian's tears flowed out and fell into the small stone on his chest.

Shansi, surrounded by sparks, swam about, revealing a mass of clear light.

This is the benevolent soul that Xie Bi'an once gave to Fan Wujiu.

Fan Wujiu didn't have great merit to change him into reincarnation, and the only way to save him from the power of Wuwangbook and leave the city was this one.

Xie Bian did not enter reincarnation, and the good soul on his shoulder can only come from Fan Wujiu.

And this group of benevolent souls sent by him personally protected Fan Wujiu for a few years, and then hung around his neck by Lao Fan himself.

Fan Wujiu had already made plans to die.

Fan Wujiu in Floating Light Curse said to himself while walking.

"I've arranged everything. Left and Right will help you deal with everything. You go to school, study hard and don't make trouble. There will be no parents to call you in the future."

"An'an, from now on, you are a real person. The book of innocence is under your pillow, and the words you wrote in that black leather book are to be a good person, eat more meat, and grow taller, remember? ?”

While talking, he smiled, his smile was as bright and sincere as when he kissed Xie Bian countless times.

And the stone on Xie Bian's chest on the city gate was shining brightly under the constant dripping of tears.

The will-o'-the-wisps flashed into a sky full of stars, and Fan Wujiu in the sparks calmly planned Xie Bian's future.

He even made arrangements for the Book of Absence, and decided to leave Xie Bian from the very beginning.

It's just that he never thought that Xie Bian would suddenly kiss him in front of Guihai.

Even if he doesn't remember anything, Xie Bian is still willing to love him regardless of hatred.

He underestimated Xie Bian's love.

"Fool, you hate me."

"An'an, let's make a clean break."

Fan Wujiu waved his hand towards Fuguang, ran to catch up with the angry young man in front, and said the phrase "Don't forget what you promised me".

He didn't forget what was promised to him, so why didn't he come to take it?

The floating light dissipated, and Fan Wujiu's figure was shattered.

Xie Bian did it again unwillingly, but no matter how many times he did it, the Floating Light Curse he learned was manipulated by Fan Wujiu, and he could only see what Fan Wujiu left behind.

Fool, you hate me.

Ann, let's make a clean break.

Xie Bian said that if Fan Wujiu lied to him, they would make a clean break.

He really broke up with Xie Bian and disappeared.

Master Wuchang does what he says.

With the death of the Sha Demon, the Sha Realm gradually shattered.In the past few years, Fan Wujiu has cleaned up the strange beasts in the Death Shade, and now what is left is a clean and tidy brand new Wuwang City.

Xie Bian looked around the city, except for Zhao Meng, everyone had sadness on their faces, but no one was as surprised as him.

They all know.

How come I don't know?

When Fan Wujiu took him to the playground, when he kissed him madly, when he taught him how to use the tiger scythe, why didn't he know?

The tiger scythe turned into a small brooch, pinned on the sweater of the new owner.

Xie Bian squatted down, not daring to look in front of him.

He buried himself in the darkness, continuously cast the Floating Light Curse with his fingers, and listened to Lao Fan's words, "Break it in two".

There are so many ways to make a clean break in this world, he can not love him, he can hate him.

But Fan Wujiu chose such a clean break.

It's ok.

As long as he doesn't look up, Fan Wujiu is still there.

As long as he doesn't look up, the old hooligan will pinch his knuckles and press a gentle kiss on his forehead.

He called him a fool, but he was so stupid that he was willing to die by himself.

Don't know who is stupid.

The benevolent soul on the chest is hot, and the benevolent soul belonging to Fan Wujiu on the shoulder carries the great merit of Heiwuchang walking in the world to slay demons and demons, and protects the good man Xie Bian.

It's ok

Fan Wujiu wanted to make a clean break, but he just didn't want to.

Xie Bian touched the tiger sickle on his chest, intending to stab the sickle into his own body, turning it into a sha to keep Fan Wujiu back.

But when he raised his head, he saw Zhao Meng under the city.

Zhao Meng and him are connected through a ghost formation.

As Di Yuan, the daredevil had already died once. If Xie Bian cut the tiger sickle at him, then Zhao Meng's true soul would be scattered, and there would be no chance of reincarnation.

Sending Di Yuan's reincarnation back to him, and dragging him to stay in the world, it turned out that Fan Wujiu even counted this.

All the ghosts in the city fell into silence, and Zhao Meng suddenly understood why Lord Fan stayed by Xie Bian's side all the time.

Xie Bian looked at him with indifferent and lifeless eyes, like a dead autumn leaf hanging on a branch, ready to fall when the wind blows.

Zhao Meng realized almost immediately that Xie Bian wanted to be like Lord Fan.

"elder brother!"

The coward yelled desperately.

Xie Bian touched the hand towards Hu Lian, and after hearing Zhao Meng's voice, he finally put it down slowly.

"Brother! Look at the West!"

Zhao Meng suddenly pointed to the west of the city and yelled, Xie Bian had to wipe away his tears and stood up looking west.

The baleful aura emanating from the bottom of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave is slowly devouring the entire newborn Wuwang City.

The filthy place under the cave of ten thousand ghosts is connected to hell.

Such a big movement in hell can only be related to one person.

Xie Bian looked at the benevolent soul on his chest, and suddenly realized that Fan Wujiu must have received more evil curses than him when he walked in the world. These evil thoughts had no good soul to contend with after Fan Wujiu's death, forming an even more terrifying situation. thing.

A real, impermanent sha.

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The author has something to say:

Lao Fan is so cruel to An An, it must be difficult when he turns around to chase his wife, sigh.