My Death God Roommate

"What did you say!"

Su Sifang stopped Mu Rong, and said in an unprecedented seriousness: "Calm down, no one wants Master Xiaosang to come back more than Senior Sister Tong!"

Sang Tong said calmly: "Let her go."

Mu Rong clenched his fists tightly but did not make any aggressive moves towards Sang Tong: "Didn't we make an appointment to save people together? Why did you do this!"

……

"Even if you use this kind of forbidden technique to save her, will she feel better? Seeing you like this will never let her go in her life. Why don't you believe me? No matter what it takes For the price, you shouldn't have bypassed me!"

Su Sifang lowered his arms and said softly, "I'm sorry, Master Mu."

Sang Tong opened his mouth, tried to blurt it out several times and then swallowed it back, finally he just said lightly: "I just did what a sister should do."

Murong roared: "You have no right to do this!" Then he rushed out of the room without looking back.

The room fell into silence, and Hua Yunyue, who had witnessed everything, sighed heavily in her heart.

She doesn't have a close relationship with these people, but Mu Rong and Sang Tong are the two with the most distinctive personalities and the most unique temperament in the entire team.

This matter has evolved to the point where it is today, and even she, a sober bystander, cannot clearly say which is right and which is wrong.

This tragedy was finalized by Sang Tong, but was she really wrong?

May I ask how many people in the world can sacrifice themselves in exchange for their loved ones?

People are selfish. If this kind of thing happened in the home of ordinary people, it would probably be a process of grief at first, then acceptance slowly, and finally come out of the shadows as time goes by.

At least Sang Tong didn't give up, even if there was a glimmer of hope, she would give it a try, even if she ended up in such a miserable end.

Sang Tong lost all feeling in her legs, and could only use her hands to support the bed board and move her body with difficulty to lie down.

Pulling over the quilt, she turned sideways, and turned her legs around with her hands, which made people sigh and hurt.

Su Sifang just watched quietly and didn't help.

Sang Tong turned his back to them and didn't say another word.

The two backed out and walked out of the long corridor in silence.

Sang Tong buried his head in the pillow until there was no more sound, and the room echoed with sad sobbing.

I'm sorry Yuwaer, my sister really tried her best.

I did everything I thought would work.

The last thing I can do is to arrange a decent funeral for you when the backlash doesn't crush me further.

"My sister didn't protect you well, and I'm sorry for Mu Rong. That day, you saved me, right?"

On the night when Sang Tong threw Sang Yu's birthday horoscope into the crack, there was a huge suction force inside, and Sang Tong felt that his soul and body were about to be sucked away.

Suddenly a jet of water sprayed out from inside, pushing her shaken soul back and cutting off Jiuyou's connection with her soul body.

Immediately afterwards, there was a stabbing pain in both eyes, the vision was pitch black, and the ears were buzzing, but Sang Tong vaguely heard an ethereal voice: "Don't save me again."

……

The grief was unbearable, and the sounds of crying and crying overlapped, and finally changed from hard restraint to crying.

Su Sifang, who had gone back and forth, stood outside the door, raising his hand to press Sang Tong's door.

Lowering her head, the dim emergency light hit her body, and the thick shadow also hid her expression.

Mu Rong went back to the room to find the materials and drew a Soul Shocking Talisman in one go, sticking it on his forehead.

With a tremor from the depths of her soul, the pendant that had been quietly hanging around her neck suddenly burst out a purple light visible to the naked eye.

A familiar white was wrapped in that purple light, and the two colors were intertwined to wrap Murong in it.

The soul-shocking talisman was lifted, floating in the air and igniting spontaneously.

A strange "memory" suddenly appeared in Murong's mind: The three treasures of Yincha have been returned to the underworld, and the two souls have returned to the body. From now on, I have nothing to do with Feng. In this life, Xiaoyue will protect you for me.

The purple streamer circled around Murong's body several times, and returned to the pendant autonomously.

Murong stood there blankly, blinking several times, his eyes were red.

She rushed to the room where Sangyu was parked, opened the lid of the life capsule and threw herself on her: "Why did you treat me like this, how could you be so cruel!? Without you, what is the use of these two souls! Why? My love came back, but you left me cruelly."

Several days have passed since receiving the sad news of Sang Yu, and Murong has not shed a single tear.

She had witnessed Sang Yu's "miracle" and she maintained her identity as a secret agent. In her heart, she thought that Sang Yu was only away for a while, and no matter how hard it was, she would always come back.

"Didn't you say that we will weigh our relationship again when my two souls come back? I have an answer, do you want to listen?"

"You liar! Didn't you say you wanted to open a coffee bookstore with me? Didn't you say you wanted to grow old with me? Didn't you say that you would introduce me to your family in a dignified manner in the future?"

"Didn't you say that you will be my ghost bond after death, that you will be with me forever and ever? How can you deprive me of my identity as a ghost? Where can I find you!"

"Since you can't keep your promise, why bother to return the two souls, Sangyu, Sangyu...you are so cruel."

In order to stabilize the morale of the army, Sang Tong's situation was kept secret. Except for a few core members who knew about it, they all said that they were in retreat.

Everything in the base was given to Mu Rong, and the newly appointed agent seemed to "disappear out of thin air", with no one to be seen.

The intelligent robot comes to her room to deliver meals to her every day, sometimes it is brought out intact, even if it moves, it simply eats a few bites.

As a section chief at the same level as Mu Rong, Wang Hao gradually became the talker of the base although he was not entrusted.

The torrential rain lasted for seven days before it cleared, and the sun came out before the energy reserve was about to run out.

The engineers learned their lesson and intensively expanded the capacity of the base's batteries. Wang Hao led a team of people and intelligent robots to go out all day to explore the underground palace structure at the village's ruins.

The torrential rain submerged the entire underground palace, and it was necessary to pump out the accumulated water first, and then send drones in to take pictures and scan the ground at the same time.

Sang Tong is blind and has disabled legs, but fortunately, his mana is still there.

Using Mrs. Liu Erniang as the medium, she contacted Zeng Tianhan after several turns.

The investigation of Niu Ziru by the Central Special Investigation Team is coming to an end. Judging from the current situation, he is likely to be acquitted and reinstated.

Zeng Tianhan asked Sang Tong: Is there any misunderstanding between you and Chief Niu?

Although her eyes were blind, her heart was brighter than ever, and the quiet solitude allowed her to think calmly.

Sang Tong recalled all the things that happened during the years of lurking in the Northeast, and her intuition and experience told her that the Yata Mirror incident was definitely not a coincidence.

So she will never let down her vigilance against Niu Ziru, it's just...

If Niu Ziru was really wronged, who would be the one who manipulated all this?

Nuo Da's base was shrouded in a strange atmosphere that could not go away.

The supreme chief and acting chief were nowhere to be seen all day long, and the actual commander, Wang Hao, led the team out early and returned late every day.

Among the three consultants brought back by Deputy Director Sang Tong, a strangely dead body is still parked in the base.

For some unknown reason, the other two lived in seclusion.

On the second day after the rainstorm subsided, a coquettish red-eyed woman moved in and lived next door to Mu Rong.

The members all felt the pressure of a group of dragons without a leader, no tasks, no orders, and stayed at the frontline of this seemingly calm but dangerous place all day long.

A few days later, late at night, someone knocked on Su Sifang's door.

When the door opened, both of them were taken aback.

Mu Rong's appearance was haggard, he became skinny in just a few days, and his originally gentle oval face suddenly became a bit tough.

The eye sockets are sunken, with two touches of blue.

Although Su Sifang looked thinner, he was not as scary as Mu Rong.However, her hair has grown long, her bangs hang down between her eyebrows, and the hair on the top of her head is uneven, half long and not short, and is stubbornly propped up.

"Can I go in?"

Su Sifang turned sideways: "Please."

Su Sifang poured a glass of water for Mu Rong: "Take care of yourself, if she sees you like this, how can she feel at ease?"

A dull pain crossed my heart, and my eyes turned red.

Murong curled his lips, it turned out that his tears hadn't been shed yet.

"Master Sifang..."

"From now on, just call me Sifang, or Xiaofang."

Mu Rong's heart was ashamed, and he didn't notice any changes in Su Sifang's behavior and language.

"I want to ask Master Sifang to shave me. If I have this blessing, I am willing to worship under your sect."

"From the first day I knew you, I could see that you have a lot of connection with Buddhism, and you have a deep connection with Buddhism and wisdom, but it's a pity that I can't promise you."

"why?!"

Su Sifang smiled, his smile was open-minded but also showing a trace of despondency: "I'm not vulgar anymore."

Murong's eyes widened: "Why?"

Su Sifang raised his palms up habitually, and forcibly separated his hands that were about to join together like an electric shock, clenched his hands into fists and placed them on his legs.

"Nothing is impossible. Just like you, have you ever thought that one day you will escape into Buddhism?"

Murong shook his head, a tear fell from his eyes.

When she went, her own world also collapsed, no matter how exciting the world of mortals was, it had nothing to do with her.

"Isn't that what it is? Sifang has lived in a temple since he can remember, and he once firmly believed that he would pass away under the ancient Buddha with a green lamp. Isn't he also returning to vulgarity now?"

The author has something to say: Can you accept that Mu Rong becomes bald? =(:з」∠)_rabbit