Chapter 304: Xing Hui, My Disciple
Lu Zhengyue sent his sister back to the general's mansion.
He rushed back to the clinic again. He had to keep it under guard at all times, otherwise the riots caused by the desperate people would be far more terrible than the plague.
Lu Chaochao lay on the bed, the flames from the burning corpse lighting up half the sky.
But it still can’t be burned out, it can’t be burned out at all.
"Don't be afraid, Chaochao. Sister Aning will be with you." After Wen Ning washed Chaochao, she patted Chaochao's belly and sang a lullaby softly.
Lu Chaochao felt a little tired today, and soon his eyelids began to droop and he fell into a deep sleep.
Late at night, everything is quiet.
Lu Chaochao suddenly opened his eyes, there was an evil aura, and...
The mottled and chaotic aura of the gods.
She glanced at Sister Aning and secretly passed a trace of spiritual energy to protect Sister Wen Ning's body.
Then the little guy used his hands and feet to roll off the bed.
She opened the door, put on her underwear, and ran out in small steps.
The night in the deserted city was silent and somewhat creepy.
Lu Chaochao was small in stature and had spiritual energy, so she did not alarm anyone.
She followed the remaining breath and found out...
I saw the evil figure again.
"The soul has returned..."
"My soul has returned..." He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and a very handsome appearance, but his eyes were dazed and he looked unconscious.
He kowtowed every three steps, muttering in a low voice, "Soul, come back." Every time he kowtowed, the black mist on his body became thicker.
The scent of incense on him became increasingly dim.
He has lost his mind after years of searching.
About to fall into endless darkness.
"Didn't you find someone? Your obsession has faded, so why don't you go home?" Lu Chaochao followed him.
"Did you cause the plague? They have the scent of incense from the gods on them, and they have angered the gods." Lu Chaochao affirmed.
Lu Chaochao followed behind step by step, watching him kowtow every three steps to express his most sincere gratitude to God.
I watched him walk out of the underground palace.
Lu Chaochao's eyelids jumped.
At some point, a strong wind blew up a cloud of sand and Lu Chaochao could hardly see anything in front of him.
She was blown back by the strong wind and had difficulty standing.
"What are you going to do?" Lu Chaochao murmured in a low voice.
I watched helplessly as the evil spirit's feet left the ground, floated in the air, and stood in the center of the storm.
"Anyone who insults her underground palace will die."
"This is the world she saved with so much hardship. Her body was sacrificed to the mountains and rivers. Why did you treat her like this?"
"Why disturb her soul?" He whispered softly in the strong wind, his eyes red.
"Damn it, damn it all..."
"Is this terrible world worth everything she devotes to it?"
"Heaven is unfair, Heaven is unfair, Heaven is unfair..."
"I wish to deify the devil... and fall into the boundless... hell. To overthrow this injustice..."
Lu Chaochao was stunned.
"Hiss..." Lu Chaochao suddenly exclaimed. He felt a burning sensation on his chest, and the little fellow cried out as he took out the Book of Gods from his arms.
"It's so hot, so hot, why is the Record of Gods so hot!" Lu Chaochao screamed in pain.
I saw the Record of Gods automatically turned to the page about the God of War Star without wind.
The name of the God of War flashed wildly, and began to cover large areas of thick black fog.
There were intermittent images on it.
I saw a man in silver armor, holding a sharp sword, looking down at the world from above.
His soul escaped from the divine realm, breaking all his pride.
He kowtowed every three steps, knocking his head heavily on the ground, and said as he walked: "Master, my soul has returned..."
"Master, I am here to weave your soul."
"Master, it's time to go home."
After Lu Chaochao sacrificed herself, the fragments of her soul were scattered all over the three realms, and even she herself could not tell how many pieces there were.
But he kowtowed every three steps, weaving the soul step by step, and finally found the broken soul bit by bit.
After a day, a year, ten years, a hundred years...
I don’t know how much time has passed.
Until the soul began to get lost in the three realms. He forgot his name and his past, and became an evil spirit feared by everyone in the mortal world.
He only remembered his mission.
Soul weaving, soul weaving...
The soul returns...
Lu Chaochao suddenly looked up at the sky.
The little guy's eyes were red, and tears hung in the corners of his eyes, stubbornly refusing to fall.
"Xing Hui!" A shrill cry interrupted the evil whispers.
Lu Chaochao pointed at Xing Hui and breathed heavily.
The strong wind messed up her hair, which blocked her eyes. Xing Hui looked up at her.
Look straight into her eyes.
Lu Chaochao's lips trembled slightly, her eyes were red, and she said in a trembling voice: "Xing Hui... come here."
The Xinghui God of War, who was already halfway into the devil, had a moment of clarity.
She didn't even recognize her own disciple!
She is so stupid.
In her memory, Xinghui was a cheerful boy who loved to laugh and uphold justice.
A child who always wants to travel the world with a sword, to eliminate all evil in the world and bring peace to the world.
But now...
Surrounded by demonic energy, he was lost in thousands of years of prayer.
Xing Hui was hanging high in the air, staring at her quietly.
"If you don't come, I will ignore you again!" Lu Chaochao puffed out his lips, snorted and looked at him.
"If you don't come, I will tell your embarrassment to the believers?"
"Hmph, the high and mighty God of War from the divine world dug a hole in my spiritual melon, ate the melon secretly with a spoon, and then peed into the melon. I had to cut the melon open and got peed all over." Lu Chaochao said with a snort.
The evil spirit in the air was shaken violently.
He moved slightly and stood in front of her.
He stared at Lu Chaochao, his confused eyes staring at her blankly, his lips slightly parted...
"Don't become a fallen god!"
Once a god rebels against the divine world and becomes a fallen god, he will be hunted down by the entire divine world.
"Don't be afraid, I'm back. I will never leave." Lu Chaochao gently touched his soul.
His soul was already extremely weak, his divinity unstable, and half of his foot had become evil.
At this moment, the sky is gradually getting brighter.
Lu Chaochao found the jade bottle from the space and put Xing Hui's soul into it.
She looked up at the deserted city.
At this moment, the deserted city was brightly lit and noise could be heard from afar.
Lu Chaochao hurried back to the deserted city.
Outside the general's mansion, countless people gathered in a crowd. Many of them had horrible red spots on their faces, and they looked crazy and desperate.
"General Lu, you lied to us!"
"We are doomed, we can't get out!!" the crowd roared heartbreakingly.
Lu Zhengyue stood at the door with a stern look on his face: "Your Majesty has already sent a team of doctors to the deserted city. He will never abandon any of his subjects! Everyone, believe in the court and believe in His Majesty!"
"It's all fake. It's all fake. Are you still going to lie to us now?"
"The imperial doctors are helpless. They don't have an antidote at all! There are countless casualties in the city. We can't control it. We can't control it! You lied to us. His Majesty has given up on the deserted city! His Majesty has already ordered a massacre in the city!!"
Hope was shattered in everyone's eyes, leaving only despair.
"If the epidemic gets out of control, the city will be massacred."
"We have to get out! We can't just sit there and wait for death. With so many of us, is it possible that we can't get out of the deserted city?"
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