Although this was the first time Awei had seen his own heart, he was certain that it was his heart, since it came from his chest.

Ah Wei felt that his mind was becoming increasingly dull, and even his thoughts were becoming confused.

At this moment, Awei was unable to speak and could only silently ponder a question in his mind.

"Huh~ My heart has been ripped out, so what's the point of me living?"

The more Ah Wei thought about it, the more sense it made!

"Wait a minute, I'm a monster, I won't die even if my heart is removed!"

Thinking of this, Awei's hope for life was rekindled!

"This is the Ghost Hunting version. How could I, as a Ghost Master who is one in a million, die like this!"

As long as I can repair my heart with my own strength, I will be able to make a comeback!

A hole the size of a palm appeared in Awei's chest, and a small heart-shaped embryo had already formed inside the hole.

As the master of the ghosts, Awei is different from other ordinary ghosts. When ordinary ghosts are killed, they lose some of their original substances and are reborn in the ghost mist as ghost energy.

However, the monster is not immortal. Each time it is killed, its primordial matter will decrease. Once all the primordial matter is gone, the monster is considered to be completely dead.

Of course, mental attacks can directly destroy the source matter, depriving the monster of any chance of resurrection.

This method of rebirth is unique to the monsters. However, each rebirth leads to a decline in the monster's intelligence, which is why Li Si was in a daze when Zhang Xiaoyao saw him in the military fortress.

The master of the ghosts can control and devour ghosts to increase his own cultivation, which has obvious advantages, but also has drawbacks.

The downside is that the master of the ghost must maintain sufficient intelligence to control the ghosts; otherwise, they are easily devoured by the ghosts, and the master loses the ability to be reborn from the ghost mist.

Just as Awei was about to make a comeback, the hand enveloped in black flames fiercely grabbed the newly grown heart bud.

The black flames erupted completely, burning Ah Wei's body to ashes along his heart!

The black flames, seemingly born from nowhere, were frantically devouring Ah Wei's life force as if they possessed a life of their own.

Before long, Ah Wei was left with only his head.

Ah Wei's head fell to the ground and rolled twice like a ball.

The dizzying sensation was unpleasant. Ah Wei stared blankly at the spot where he had just been, now only a pile of ashes remained.

"Where is my body? Where is my big body? How did it all disappear!" Awei was terrified, but he couldn't utter a word.

"Forget it, I don't want to live anymore since I don't have a body! I'll just die!"

Ah Wei was so heartbroken and upset that he died of a fit of pique!

The ethereal energy that had just been subdued by Awei was about to escape when it was controlled by the mysterious person.

Wang Xiaoyi originally thought he was going to die, but he didn't feel any pain in his neck for a while, so he couldn't help but look around.

Turning around, Wang Xiaoyi saw Awei's only remaining head, and the two locked eyes.

However, Awei is already dead, but Wang Xiaoyi is still alive.

Wang Xiaoyi immediately turned his sorrow into joy, and despite his physical discomfort, he spoke.

"Hahaha, Ah Wei, you've finally met your match!"

Heavens above, earth below, which angel sister avenged me?

Wang Xiaoyi: ~(￣▽￣～)(～￣▽￣)～

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyi was also in a sorry state, lying on the ground with most of his bones broken. Fortunately, the bones in his neck were not seriously damaged, and he could still move them with difficulty.

Two feet covered in black flames came into Wang Xiaoyi's view, and only then did Wang Xiaoyi remember the mysterious person.

"It's over, Barbie Q is dead, this is it! I've just escaped one danger only to fall into another, it seems I'm going to meet my end here today!" Wang Xiaoyi thought bitterly.

Wang Xiaoyi looked at Awei's remaining head, then at the pile of black ashes, and felt a deep sense of emotion.

"It seems this mysterious person is quite particular, not only handling the killing but also the cremation! Truly a one-stop service!"

I just don't know how powerful this black flame really is, or whether the ancestral dragon blood essence in my body can actually work!

"It should, probably, maybe, about 80% likely to work!"

Wang Xiaoyi's heart began to pound. Although he had also been reborn from the ashes last time, at least he still had bones. If he was burned to ashes, would the Ancestral Dragon's essence blood still be effective? Wang Xiaoyi silently wondered.

Just as Wang Xiaoyi was lost in thought, a hand came into his field of vision.

Wang Xiaoyi: o((⊙﹏⊙))o.

"You, you don't come any closer!"

Wang Xiaoyi was like a fish on a chopping board, completely at the mercy of others.

The mysterious man clearly wouldn't obey Wang Xiaoyi's orders, and his hand moved closer and closer to Wang Xiaoyi's head.

"So you think the cremation wasn't thorough enough, and this time you're starting with the head!" Wang Xiaoyi felt utterly hopeless at this moment.

Looking back on my short life, I feel a sense of loss.

"Am I not the main character? Shouldn't the main characters unleash their full power at this point, just like Goku in Dragon Ball!"

Damn author, hurry up and give me a cheat code, or I'm really going to die!

"If you write me to death, you won't get away with it either. You deserve to fail!" Wang Xiaoyi cursed inwardly.

Clearly, the author did not respond, and might even be hoping to kill off Wang Xiaoyi altogether.

But the story must go on, and for Wang Xiaoyi, each day felt like an eternity.

As the hand enveloped in black flames drew ever closer, Wang Xiaoyi completely gave up resisting.

Life is like rape; if you can't resist, you can only be manipulated.

Wang Xiaoyi's mood went from sadness to joy, and then from joy to sadness again. In just over ten seconds, his emotions went through a rollercoaster ride!

"Even if my head is ripped off and I have a scar the size of a bowl, I'll be a hero again eighteen years from now!"

"If you've got the guts, then give your grandpa a quick death!"

Wang Xiaoyi, having completely given up, shouted at the mysterious man with all his might.

Wang Xiaoyi's body was already like a tattered willow catkin, riddled with holes. As soon as he spoke, blood gushed from his mouth, pooling on the ground into a shallow stream.

Seemingly having heard Wang Xiaoyi's words, the hand suddenly sped up and reached directly at Wang Xiaoyi's face.

Upon seeing this, Wang Xiaoyi couldn't help but recall a joke circulating online: What would you do if you encountered a Siberian tiger in real life?

Of course, we're excluding the inhuman solution of immediately sliding in!