I saw the elderly grandson Wuji slowly put the knife on his wrist, and then stretched his wrist on the black box.
The next second, the blade flashed, blood overflowing.
"He cut his wrist?" I was stunned. In history, didn't he hang himself to death? !
Is the record wrong
Just when my heart was full of doubts, a scene that shocked me even more happened!
I saw a strange light suddenly emitted from the black box, and all of the blood of Changsun Wuji was absorbed all of a sudden!
Yes, it's all absorbed!
Suddenly, almost instantly, Changsun Wuji turned into a corpse and lay down in front of the table.
"This… "
There was a horror in my heart, and I couldn't speak in horror!
Changsun Wuji didn't hang himself, and the way he died was so strange
What is that black box
I looked at the black box quietly, although I couldn't touch it, but by looking at it, I could feel the evil spirit on it.
"Sure enough, the source of all this is here." I murmured softly, allowing the surrounding environment to change again.
When I regained my feet, I returned to the center of the hall.
"brother?"
Linger's worried cry came from behind.
I was taken aback for a moment, turned my head quickly, saw Ling'er's worried eyes, and quickly said: "What's the matter? Ling'er?"
"..." The expression on Ling'er's face was indescribable.
Instead, Yin Shaodong punched me without hesitation.
"Fuck, it hurts!" I cried.
But Yin Shaodong still said angrily: "Are you so embarrassed to ask what's wrong? You have been standing here like a piece of wood for more than half an hour? I won't call you back or beat you? How do you want to drop? "
"what?"
I was taken aback, and nodded inwardly. It seemed that I had only seen everything that I had just experienced, and they hadn't seen it.
Seeing me in a daze, Yin Shaodong hurriedly said: "Hey, don't worry about it anymore. If you lose your mind again, we will ignore you and leave you here."
"You throw him here, I agree very much." Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice came from the front.
My body was stunned for a moment. What is this voice
I quickly raised my head and looked ahead, and saw the originally empty hall. At this moment, a man was sitting on the dragon chair.
The middle-aged man wears a dragon robe and a dragon cap on his head. A pair of eagle eyes shot fierce gazes, which was depressing.
Yin Shaodong naturally saw him, raised his head and spoke dissatisfiedly: "Hey, who are you? What kind of X? Do you think that the emperor is sitting on the dragon chair? Bah!"
The man frowned slightly, and slowly stretched out his hand, aiming at Yin Shaodong.
Yin Shaodong was taken aback, "What do you want to do?"
"Seeing the supreme emperor, why don't you kneel down?"
"Mentiacism?" Yin Shaodong showed a look of contempt on his face.
But in the next second, seeing the man's hand gently press down, Yin Shaodong felt a huge pressure all over his body.
The tremendous pressure forced him to kneel down on one knee, firmly supporting him.
Under the tremendous pressure, Yin Shaodong's face turned red all of a sudden, and he said unwillingly, "Fuck! What's going on?"
"Brother?" Ling'er asked nervously.
I raised my hand to signal her not to be nervous. At this level, Yin Shaodong is not in danger for the time being. The top priority now is that the man in front of him...
Seeing Yin Shaodong look like this, the man nodded in satisfaction and put his hand back, "This is right..."
"I'm qnmlgb..." Yin Shaodong muttered, the man's expression changed, and the pressure on Yin Shaodong was twice as high in an instant.
"Fuck!" Yin Shaodong almost vomited blood.
"Enough, Changsun Wuji." I said, looking directly at the man in front of me.
Duanmu Lei was taken aback for a moment, Changsun Wuji? Think again, Tang Dynasty? Wuji, the eldest grandson of the Tang Dynasty
Suddenly, Duanmu Lei's eyes widened, and he looked at this scene in disbelief, his mouth opened into a round shape, and he sighed softly, "Isn't it..."
"Haha, Hu Tian." When the man heard me calling him, he smiled evilly, looked at me arrogantly from top to bottom, and whispered: "Unexpectedly, you can recognize me at a glance."
"It is indeed a bit different from when you died. I thought you would become a mummy without blood." I said coldly.
"Ha ha ha ha..." Changsun Wuji chuckled softly and said lightly, "In the past, you didn't have the courage to say such humorous words. At that time, you were a grassroots, in front of the powerful, you didn't even dare to even your waist. Straight?"
I sneered and replied mercilessly: "Speaking of this, you didn't have the courage to sit on it before, right? Don't you always wag your tail below?"
"You!" Changsun Wuji's face showed a trace of sorrow, but soon he returned to his smile again.
I saw him touch the dragon chair and said faintly: "What is the emperor? I am now the supreme divine emperor. Everyone must surrender under my feet."
"I advise you to wake up early. The Purgatory Nether Dog you put didn't stop us from finding you. No matter what you want to do, you can't succeed." I gritted my teeth and said.
But who knows that after Changsun Wuji heard what I said, instead of a little accident, he showed a smile.
There was a chuckle in my heart, why should I laugh
Changsun Wuji looked at me and said with a smile but a smile: "How can you be sure that it was used to stop you? Maybe the facts are just the opposite of what you think?"
Hearing what Changsun Wuji said, my heart was taken aback.
"Did you deliberately use the Purgatory Nether Dog to bring us here?" I asked in surprise: a trace of cold sweat was already oozing out on my forehead.
"Hey, fortunately, you are not so stupid as to be unforgivable." There was a hint of playfulness in Changsun Wuji's eyes.
I squeezed my fist and said, "Elderly Sun Wuji, you led the wizard and burned my whole clan. You won't take revenge for this, and you won't share it!"
"Heh, don't be like this." Changsun Wuji Yun said with a light smile, "A very obvious benefit, didn't you become immortal because of this? You know: immortality, something that many people dream of Even I have paid a great price, but I haven't..."
"To shut up!"
My eyes turned blood red all of a sudden, and I roared: "Eternal life? Do you know what immortality is? A person lives alone in the world, bearing the lives of the whole family, bearing the most close hatred, and bearing endless endless Guilt, regret, living in this world, you will never know how painful it is!"
At this moment, Duan Mulei behind him had already opened his eyes wide in shock. He looked at me incredulously, thinking in his heart what Hu Tian was talking about. Is he an immortal person
Indeed, Duan Mulei only knows that I am a ghost hunter who can deal with many supernatural cases, but he doesn't understand my life experience. So at this moment, hearing these conversations between me and Changsun Wuji, Duan Mulei was shocked.
Not only him, but even Yin Shaodong murmured, "What the hell is this? Too nonsense, right? Writing novels?"
Seeing my anger, there was no wave in Changsun Wuji's eyes. For a long time, he just lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at me faintly, and said, "That's it, you still can't look away."
"Look away?" I stunned for a moment, and then sneered, "How do you make me look away? Like you?"
"Do you think that you are the only one who has experienced that kind of ordeal? Tell you, what I have experienced is far more than you." Changsun Wuji said, and suddenly stood up from the dragon chair.
Then, under my surprised gaze, he tore open his dragon robe, revealing his chest.
"scare!"
Every one of us stunned subconsciously when we saw his chest.
What caught my eye was a piece of dry skin, and what was even more frightening was that this dry skin was covered with various bloodshot eyes.
Black, brown, cyan bloodshots... There are also protruding ribs, but the blood is missing.
"This..." Looking at the horrible sight, I was speechless for a while.
"Did you see it?" Changsun Wuji stretched out his hands and murmured: "I have to pay such a high price in order to gain immortality! I have used it for more than a thousand years to restore the limbs, head, neck... but Only, this last body is still missing. Therefore, I need... the poisonous heart of the evil ghost, the essence of the gossip beast, the righteousness of the underworld staff... I will be able to succeed immediately, becoming like you, not only Not limited by the book of life and death, you will also have the supreme mana!" Changsun Wuji suddenly laughed wildly.
I stared at him coldly, "So what was the black box back then?"
"That is an undead witch box made from the ashes of eighty-one flame wizards! I refine my blood in it, and use all of the blood to get my name out of the book of life and death; with a broken body, Avoiding their pursuit and seeking eternal life... Hehe, it's really ironic, Hu Tian, you and I are both poor people. In order to save Li Ke, you caused all the people to be buried in flames; and I, trembling, dedicated my life to Datang , In the end, he will be gifted to death by Taizong’s heir! I am unwilling! You are unwilling! You and I are all together! There is no need to be enemies! You and I are both immortal! We are truly a fellow!"
Changsun Wuji said excitedly, his eyes bursting with enthusiasm.
I sneered and said contemptuously: "You don't have to pretend to me anymore? You and I are the same? So, can you spare us? No, your purpose of bringing us here, I'm afraid it's more than that."
"Oh?" A light flashed in Changsun Wuji's eyes.
My eyes darkened, and I said faintly: "Seven faults reincarnation technique."
"What?" Changsun Wuji finally panicked, "How do you know this?"
"Heh," I sneered, and continued, "Don't overestimate yourself, and don't underestimate others too much. The source of the Seven Faults Reincarnation Art is the magic book, right?"
"..." Changsun Wuji couldn't calm down at this moment. I saw a trace of panic in his eyes. (End of this chapter)