Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 509 The Demon Capital and the Demon Walk (48)

The icy blue light flourished, enveloping the little evil ghost in it!

After a piercing scream, the evil spirit disappeared.

But Hu Ning's body is slowly fading, like the words on a movie ticket, slowly fading, maybe one day in the future, he will never be seen again, just like the people who used to be by his side also disappear without a trace trace.

"Xiao Ning! What should I do?! Tell me!" Hu Yingshu fell into extreme panic. He didn't know where he got the strength after being stabbed with a dagger, and he hugged Hu Ning completely!

"Let me go first." Seeing that the evil spirit had disappeared, she was also relieved, but the full blow of the evil spirit was naturally unbearable.

He did as he was told.

The girl's hands were getting colder and colder, without the temperature of a living being.

"Comb, don't be afraid, I may not be able to do it, but after a while, everything will be fine..."

Time is the best doctor, even if it cannot be cured, even if the wound will slowly fester, in the end, human beings will behave calmly when dealing with the things that once made him heartbroken.

The truly intense sadness has no tears.

"Don't...you can't go! I'll call a doctor for you, let the time move quickly! Hurry up!" He only felt that his throat hurt badly and it was difficult to breathe.

"Don't be sad, I hope, I can exchange the strength of my nine lives for the hope of half your life." She smiled, as bright as when we first met.

"so cold……"

It turned out that what she saw before was not an illusion, her room was decorated in such an ugly way, and the photos of her death were so ugly.

so sad...

No wonder humans are afraid of death, and she now feels this feeling of despair.

"Xiao Ning..." Hu Yingshu's eyes were gradually blurred, and as the blue glow slowly dissipated, his vision became clear again, and the wound on his chest... seemed to be healed?
But Hu Ning's body became lighter and lighter, and in the last smile, he turned into dust, wind, rain, and disappeared...

Bang!

The bell floating in the air fell to the ground and broke.

Time began to flow again.

"Huning!!!!"

One day in October 20XX, in the back row of Hall 10 of the Great Emperor Cinema, there was a man crying heartbrokenly.

No one knew why he was crying, and no one knew who the "Juning" he was talking about was.

The cat tribe lost another exorcist, and Hu Ning's seven brothers were all empty-hearted, and they didn't have the strength to cry at all.

The rickety old man sat on the roof, muttering to himself: "Don't ask the gods for protection, they won't listen at all."

[The mission is terminated, please return to the mission space. 】

Mu An'an fell to the ground, and the pendant around her neck emitted a faint light again, shining on the guy in the center of the mission space.

The man calmed down, completely different from his previous crazy appearance, but the mask on his face... was still ugly.

Her memory hadn't been erased—it was the first time, in the posture of a soul body, that she felt pain.

[System, if the host dies, will my physique be halved? 】

[If you don’t choose to go back, it won’t be halved. Master, the attack rate has reached 90.00%, and the system does not recommend resurrection. 】

【it is good. 】

As Mu An'an said, she sat down slowly - she was very tired, and her heart felt uncomfortable, as if some emotion that did not belong to her had been hooked up and stirred up in the atrium.

[System, since it is not resurrected, can it clear my memory? 】

Memory is really a tormenting thing.

　Second update today.

　　If people had nine lives, would they live very hard?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)