Chapter 68
Faced with the pain of having his eyes gouged out, Lu Shenxing did not flee but counterattacked, swinging his tail in the air, trying to use the unique ability of the beast to encircle Ning Que.
A wisp of black air shot out from the hand of the man in black standing behind Ning Que.
The black air was like a blade that could cut through iron like mud. Lu Shenxing felt a burning pain in his eyes, and warm liquid flowed from his eyes. He searched for Ning Que's face in the blood-red sea.
"Sir, do you want one eye or both?"
The voice of the man in black was hard to tell whether he was a male or a female. Lu Shenxing's heart sank to the bottom, and he endured the intense pain of being divided with anger.
On the left side of the main hall of the Thousand Demons Palace, there are many paintings hanging on the walls of a dark room in the attic. The men in the paintings all have the same face, sitting, standing, leaning, or lying on the couch. Every frown and smile in the corners of their eyes and eyebrows are lifelike, as if they could walk out of the painting in the blink of an eye.
It can be seen how much effort the painter put into it.
Ning Que stood with his hands behind his back. Only by being here could he calm the killing. It has been four hundred years. Big Brother, where have you been?
A black mist suddenly burst out from between his brows, blurring all the expressions on his face in an instant. Only those dark and lifeless eyes were filled with twisted obsession.
Ning Que gently caressed the person in the painting and said, "Big Brother, I have prepared a place for you. When I find you, I will take you there. You only have me there."
After staying in the dark room for a long time, Ning Que went to the main hall and said, "Bring Immortal Lord Hao Lian here."
"Yes." A response came from outside.
In a moment, a man in white with an ethereal aura came into the hall. He said calmly, "What do you want from me?"
Ning Que waved his hand, and a beast appeared on the ground. Large patches of blood had dyed its grey fur red. Its eyes were bloodshot, and its body lay limply, almost dying.
"I want it to live."
The man in white remained indifferent.
"Immortal Lord Haolian, you are testing my patience." Ning Que stood opposite him with a grim expression.
Immortal Lord Hao Lian looked deeply at the person in front of him. He had only caught a glimpse of him in the human world in the past. Who could have expected that this was the last calamity he would face as his master had said.
A white light emanated from his hands, gradually forming a light curtain that enveloped the beast.
The light curtain gradually faded, and everything returned to normal.
Lu Shenxing lay there motionless. When Ning Que reached out to touch his head, he raised his paw and slapped it away forcefully. His eyelids drooped again, as if he was angry just by seeing you.
Ning Que was startled and chuckled softly, "My temper is quite similar to his."
Immortal Lord Haolian was stunned. It turned out that this person could also laugh. He couldn't help but look at the beast that could make the other person have different emotions.
Lu Shenxing thought that an immortal king would definitely be able to see that there was something wrong with the soul in the beast's body, but in the end he just looked at it for a few times and then looked away.
"222, why don't you explain to me why they can't detect my existence?"
"Ding, Mr. Lu, this is really a coincidence."
"Do you think I will believe it?"
"Ding, maybe."
The painting style was wrong, and Lu Shenxing said affirmatively, "You are not 222."
"Ding, Mr. Lu, there's a war going on between the families of Unit 222, and he's asked for leave to deal with it. I'm 000, the replacement."
222 has families? A war broke out? How many people are there? Lu Shenxing listened to it as if he were listening to a play. In any case, this 000 seemed easier to get along with than 222.
When Lu Shenxing suddenly heard Hao Lian mention Liuyang, his tail lifted and he suddenly got up from the ground.
Liuyang became an immortal, so why didn't his mission move? It was as if it had stopped.
Lu Shenxing lay back down again. The fact that the mission was not completed meant that he still had feelings for Liuyang, although he didn't know what the other party had done.
"I only have one senior brother, and I don't know any Liuyang." The curve on Ning Que's lips retracted completely.
Hao Lian Xianjun said, "You are from the same sect. Liuyang is your second senior brother. This is a fact."
Ning Que's expression was stern as he warned, "Hao Lian, don't let me cut off your ears."
Hao Lian was furious. Like those people in Qianmo Palace, he also had one thing in common with the rumored man: his ears.
"Stubborn!"
Ning Que's expression suddenly turned ferocious and terrifying. His master criticized him, his second senior brother criticized him, and Hao Lian also criticized him. Why did everyone blame him?
Hao Lian was injured in the internal organs and passed out.
Just as Lu Shenxing was worrying about how to recognize Ning Que, he heard a voice that shocked him, "Fei Fei, take it to the side hall."
Is this man in black wearing a cloak who dug out his eyes the little green worm from that year?
Lu Shenxing couldn't figure out the current situation for a moment. The protagonist of this world was a strong man who wanted to save the people and dominate the three realms, so how could he become Ning Que's man?
Judging from the calm look on his face while digging out his eyes, he is a sinister and vicious villain who is often stained with blood. He is not at all kind and righteous as in the original plot.
When Ning Que called the name just now, he noticed the change in the black-clothed man's aura. He guessed that no one would like that name.
Ning Que should also know that the other party doesn't like it.
The confused thoughts continued until he reached the side hall. Lu Shenxing wagged his tail. The people here showed no curiosity or jealousy towards him, only sympathy.
The man in black took Lu Shenxing to his destination and left.
"The one who wants to live with me is a 麣颩兽?" The young man dressed like a scholar excitedly circled around Lu Shenxing, "You're so unlucky! Let me see how you resemble that person."
Lu Shenxing felt dizzy. He walked to an empty bed inside and jumped on it to curl up. He had received too much stimulation today and he needed to relax.
"Hey, were you brought in by mistake?" the young man exclaimed. "I haven't introduced myself yet. My name is Wei Jian. What's yours?"
Lu Shenxing had already closed his eyes.
"I forgot you can't speak, so I'll just call you 'Shan'." Wei Jian moved to the left corner of the bed in a familiar manner. "The last person who slept here was a member of your clan, but he can transform now, and his cultivation level is higher than yours. If you practice hard, you will definitely be able to transform successfully too."
Lu Shenxing took a short nap, but Wei Jian was still chattering away. He was breathing irritably. Why did he have so much to say?
Wei Jian touched the back of his head and asked, "Do you think I'm a bit annoying?"
It was more than just a little, it was as if they hadn't spoken for years. Lu Shenxing glanced at him.
"I'm the only human in this garden, and I can't usually chat with them." Wei Jian smiled, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes. He didn't say that he was actually worried all day long that he would become food in the mouths of those monsters, so how could he sit down with them to drink tea and chat.
"Aren't you curious why they express sympathy for you?" Wei Jian sighed and said mysteriously, "You'll know tonight."
At night, Lu Shenxing stood at the door and watched a man from the opposite door being taken away with a deathly pale face. When he came back, his left sleeve was covered in blood, dripping all the way. His left hand was gone.
Lu Shenxing smelled the pungent smell of blood and his eyes fell on a string of blood beads, which was shocking.
"See? His left hand is cut off." Wei Jian retracted his head and said quietly, "I heard that his left hand looks like that person's."
Lu Shenxing's eyes hurt reflexively.
"My mother said that the more beautiful a woman is, the more vicious her heart is. I used to disagree." Wei Jian shook his head. "Now I firmly believe it, and I think the same principle applies to men as well."
Especially the devil in the main hall.
"Everyone, including me, was mesmerized by the Demon Lord's appearance." Wei Jian said this, a suspicious blush on his face, "I thought he was interested in me and wanted me to be his wife." His expression changed, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Only after coming here did I realize that he had many people he liked. I was just one of them, and for some reason, I became a substitute for a dead person."
After knowing the truth, most of them were as frightened as he was, and some were ignorant of the danger, one after another, self-righteous, trying to enjoy the impossible tenderness from the devil by their own means.
When the devil was in a bad mood, he would send someone to take them there. He would usually just look at them with a creepy look, or touch them, talk to himself, laugh and get angry at times. When he was in a bad mood... Just now, everyone basically went out intact, and they would definitely be missing something when they came back.
Wei Jian thought that he should be in a good mood sometimes, but he had been here for more than two years and had never seen her once.
"Do you know why I was chosen?"
Lu Shenxing shook his tail and looked at Wei Jian. Thick eyebrows, small eyes, round nose, thick lips, square face... he couldn't tell.
"Back." Wei Jian uttered these two words in a tragic tone.
Lu Shenxing walked behind him to take a look, and then found that it was impossible for him to know what his back looked like.
Every time the devil touched his back, the hair on his body stood up. Wei Jian closed the door and said, "I'm really afraid that one day I'll come back and be skinned alive."
Lu Shenxing felt nauseous. He had no idea what Ning Que looked like right now.
"Do you know how much I want to go back to my mother's belly and start over again?" Wei Jian said this, went to pour tea because he was thirsty, and turned around to see that he was the only one in the room.
The garden was surprisingly spacious. Lu Shenxing saw more than a dozen faces of all ages, from their outlines, noses, eyes, mouths, ears, smiles, to their hand shapes, body shapes, and backs.
Time to play jigsaw puzzles.
Ning Que's collection has reached a perverted level. Lu Shenxing retracted his gaze. He couldn't imagine how much of a blow his absence had caused to Ning Que.
After a few days of peace and tranquility, someone came and took Lu Shenxing and Wei Jian out of the garden and straight to the main hall. Wei Jian looked completely miserable, as if he was going to the execution ground. Lu Shenxing had the illusion that the person he was going to meet was really a big devil who killed people without blinking an eye.
They arrived neither too early nor too late, sat in the corner, and did not attract much attention.
There were clearly dozens of people, but it was too quiet.
The last one to come was a handsome man in a yellow robe, looking exactly like Bai Fengqi.
He became the biggest highlight of the night, bowing proudly under the gazes of everyone, "Sir."
Lu Shenxing swallowed his saliva. He was probably the only one here who was not confused. Although those people knew that they were substitutes for others, no one had ever seen what the original body looked like.
There was actually someone who could restore it exactly. Lu Shenxing looked at Ning Que, and what surprised him was that the other party did not show any excitement, but overwhelming anger.
The black mist on Ning Que's body devoured the man fiercely, and his screams made everyone present shiver.
The black fog disappeared, the man disappeared, and a fox appeared on the ground. Its figure that wanted to run away stopped in mid-air. Ning Que waved his hand, and the fox turned into ashes.
The sounds of swallowing came one after another, and the depressing atmosphere forced the races in the three realms to take up combat status, ready to fight to the death at any time.
However, Ning Que did not stay any longer.
Today is Bai Fengqi's birthday. Ning Que gathered those people and pieced them together to become his senior brother. As a result, the little peace brought by the memories was destroyed again.
After returning to his residence, Lu Shenxing didn't hear Wei Jian say a word. He was in a bad mood. He stood at the door looking at the night sky, thinking about something.
"At first, I thought the Demon Lord loved that person deeply." Wei Jian's voice rang out in the darkness, "Later, I discovered that it was hatred. I don't know whether they were originally enemies or whether love turned to hatred."
Lu Shenxing's half-closed eyes suddenly opened.
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