Chapter 1171: The Underworld Is Not Worthy of Growing Flowers on the Other Side!
Yan Jun was injured, and the ten ghost kings who quickly got the news in the underworld all rushed over, and Cui Rang held the judge's pen in front of Yan Zhi, and the Yin soldiers of the underworld separated the Lechuan River from the Huangquan Road.
Tang Wan was suddenly lonely, she was dressed in red, standing there, Linlang hesitated whether to persuade her.
Yan Zhi breathed slightly, his blood flowed a little, and he ordered in a low voice: "Get out of the way." β
"Yanzhi, don't go crazy anymore, even if you want to detain her in the underworld, you can't get close to her anymore, do you know that this woman is the princess of the demon world after recovering her memory, she will really kill you."
Yuebai stopped him.
If he arrives one step too late, I'm afraid the consequences will be unimaginable.
"Don't hurt her." Yan Zhi ordered again, the ghost king Yin soldier was obviously summoned by Cui Rang, he didn't want Tang Wan to return to the demon world, but at this moment, he was seriously injured, if she stayed in the underworld, it would not be appropriate, not to mention, her physique was easily eroded by ghost qi, and for a long time, the demons in her heart would be more vigorous.
"Tonight, I'll send you to the worldβ"
"You want to send me to reincarnation!" Tang Wan was startled, she immediately stepped back, and looked at him vigilantly and resentfully: "I didn't kill you today, he will not hesitate for a moment if he has another chance in the future." β
Yuebai couldn't stand it anymore, and said with a calm face: "Tang Wan! Do you know the enemy, kill indiscriminately, the things in the demon world back then, Yan Zhi didn't know at all. β
"Really? Do you really think I'm so easy to deceive? Tang Wan slowly stepped back, if he really didn't know, why did he have to tell her that he was sorry for the Demon Realm?
Her hair was flying behind her back, Tang Wan pulled the red wedding dress on her body, she was wearing the white dress when she came, raised her hand, the wedding dress fluttered, and finally hung on the boulder, stained with the blood of Yanzhi.
And he looked at her almost in pain.
Neither of them spoke again, but he could clearly see the silent words in her eyes.
She said: "Words, I will never love you again."
Yan Zhi's eyes darkened, and he whispered softly: "Don't go......"
And in the next second, he heard Cui Rang command: "Can't let her leave the underworld!" "He sent Yin soldiers to arrest Tang Wan, the matter has come to this point, if Tang Wan returns to the Demon Realm, the Emperor of Heaven will definitely be held responsible, and when the time comes, ......
However, without waiting for the Yin Soldier to make a move, Yan Zhi opened his mouth again: "Let her go." β
There was a see-saw in his body, one desperately asked her not to leave, and the other didn't want her to be injured by the Yin soldiers of the Ghost King of the Underworld.
At this moment, Linlang exclaimed, only to see that on the Huangquan Road, the red like fire, like a paved red carpet, the flowers on the other side were disappearing rapidly, so abruptly, disappearing cleanly, instantly like a dry desert, without a trace of life.
"The underworld is not worthy of growing flowers on the other side!"
Tang Wan's voice came from 800 miles away, and the little flower demon Manzhu, who had sealed her 500-year-old memory, was taken away by her, and Manzhu followed willingly.
If you want to leave the underworld, these revenant memories Manzhu can't be taken away.
Fortunately, she already has a demon body, and the memories of countless souls are floating in Huangquan Road, in a trance, like large and small bubbles, which are scattered with some of the most important scenes of a person's life.
Once these memories drift into the mortal world, and the mortal memories are tampered with, the entire human world will be in chaos.
Everyone was taken aback, and at this time, they couldn't care about Tang Wan's affairs, Yan Zhi was dressed in black, and he couldn't see the wounds on his body, only the strong smell of blood, which caused the ghosts in the Lechuan River to gather in one place, like a beast ready to attack in the dark. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Fast Wear Poison: The Cold BOSS Can't Be Moved", WeChat pays attention to "Youyue Literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~