The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 78: The Pride of Heaven 21

Shang Wu said: "Yes, just cross the bridge and find the shadow's corpse. The night ghost usually doesn't swallow the shadow right away, but will leave it for three days to wait for the body to die, so that the shadow is more valuable to absorb. ."

"Can't make it through, wooden sign." Ye Chenfeng thought of the bridge.

Shangwu nodded her forehead. After a while, she said in a resolute tone: "Naturally, but I must use my blood to provoke the river of blood. After the river of blood, the bridge can pass. Anyway, I I'm dying, so I might as well help you."

As soon as Shangwu's words fell, the whole town fell into total darkness.

The bright moon and stars above the night have completely disappeared, and a dark thick fog surrounds the town.

A male voice appeared in the air, faintly weeping.

"Shangwu, you actually betrayed me! The price of passing the Underworld Bridge is your own death. Where do you put my love for you!?" Ye Ghost's voice began to carry a little madness.

Shangwu stared coldly at Ye Gui and said, "Love me? Love me and take away my shadow and let me die tomorrow? Thanks to you, I'm going to die anyway, it's better to help them, you are happy Huh? Holding a soulless shadow for a lifetime? Ridiculous!"

A wind swept in front of everyone, and a black figure stood not far away. He wore a red mask on his left face. Looking at his right face, he was somewhat similar to Shangwu. The clothes were ragged and he was before Ye Chenfeng. The fool I met on the corner.

"No, Shangwu, I just want you not to leave me, I won't let you die, your shadow, I have always protected me very well, she likes me very much, and hope you can like me like her." The man's eyes showed a little hopelessness.

In front of the Tianji Mirror, Tian Miao raised her eyebrows and said twice: "Oh, Hong Rong seems to have a story. This love-hate lover, tusk."

"There are tens of thousands of infatuated men in the world. The most disdainful thing for me to understand Wenzhan is your scum. If you don't get it, you will coerce it. If your wishful thinking, if others do not respond, you will say that others are betrayal?" Before, he shielded Shangwu behind him, and said coldly, "Funny! Shameful!"

"Tsk tusk, look at how people explain the war, how pity and love Yu is. Look at Ye Chenfeng, the straight man of steel." Tian Miao continued to complain.

"But I think this explanation of the Wenzhan is quite reasonable." Huanghou nodded.

"Yes, keep watching. It's interesting." Tian Miao smiled.

Ye Gui raised his hand and put on the mask. He sneered. A thick fog directly encircled the Wenzhan, and tapped the mask lightly with his finger. The thick fog tightened directly, like a big untouchable hand, the soul of the Wenzhan. Pulled out of the body directly, the night ghost stared at the soul struggling in confinement and said: "Who do you think you are talking to? I am the master here. It is easier to die than to pinch an ant!"

Shangwu shouted angrily, "Stop! You forgot what you promised me before, your heart is still so vicious!"

In response to Shangwu's reprimand, his eyes looked hurt. His body gradually melted into black smoke, and then gradually condensed in front of Shangwu, "Are you because of him? Because of this human? I keep practicing myself, but In order to protect you, even if you killed me and turned me into a night ghost with your own hands, I never blamed you. I have no regrets."

Tian Miao held her chin, looked at Shang Wu, who looked the same as Hong Rong in the celestial mirror, and sighed: "Sister Hong Rong is not easy. She saved a neuropathy, moved by herself, and kept pestering her. However, in the end, Hong Rong must have blown up this neurotic dog head. "After all, Hong Rong is such a fierce person!

(End of this chapter)