Chapter 137: When the fox demon gnawed the celestial master (1)
The bone-gnawing curse will gradually intensify until the deepest part of the night, and then gradually lighten with the arrival of daylight.
How difficult must it have been to have just passed away?
Yue Li was still nestled in his arms, and the black phantom smoke from her body gradually spread, wrapped around Qing Shang's body, and filled the entire cave.
It did give him a dream, but it wasn't necessarily a particularly interesting one.
The story of a silver fox and a mythical beast...
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"Sir, it's not good...!!"
Death finally came back, but he started shouting from far away, which made Qianye couldn't help but feel that something must be very bad.
"Sir, I have searched all over the area of twenty to thirty miles, and there is not a single grave with human remains!"
Qianye's eyes widened instantly, and he saw the two talisman papers held by chopsticks in his hand, "Impossible! So many..."
"Sir, it's true. I don't believe it either, but the talisman didn't react when I put it on the grave. I went in and looked at it. No matter whether it was a new grave or an old grave, there were no bones in it!"
This is impossible! However, Qianye also believes that Shan will not lie.
She could feel that he was turning into a physical entity outside to perform Qing Gong. She ran hard for an hour, but she couldn't find a single body?
In this huge land with a prosperous population, for hundreds of years... there have been no remains?!
Even if not, so many people died in the Rong family mansion before and they were just buried, so they should...
Chiba suddenly realized that someone might have intervened again. It must not be a human, but...a demon, or a demon...
My heart trembled suddenly, that Wu Zi...
She grabbed the talisman in San's hand and turned around and rushed back into the house. Has she reached this point where she has no use for it? She can't even relieve his pain?!
The room was pitch dark, with a faint smell of blood, but it was not quiet.
There were weak gasps, clenching teeth, and even uncontrollable moans.
"Wu Zhou..." Qianye slowly touched the darkness, first touched the bed, and then touched Wu Zhou against the wall.
His whole body was soaked with cold sweat, and even the long tail that appeared was wet with sweat. His whole body was trembling uncontrollably, and when he was touched by her, he instantly tensed up.
"Is it still possible? I can't find... the bones that can be used to assign guilt..." Qianye could only say so guiltily, and he also knew that what he said was nonsense.
Can it still work? What if it doesn’t work? If the remains can be found, who wouldn’t try their best?
"Get out..." Wu Zhou's voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth, and he closed it tightly for fear of leaking a moan.
Qianye groped for the hand that hugged his body, and it was sticky and moist. He scratched his arm again.
I wanted to pry his fingers apart so that he wouldn't hurt me, but I felt...that my idea was pretentious and ridiculous.
I want to say that I want to accompany him, but I understand that there is no point in accompanying him. Wu Zhou is in so much pain that he should have lost his ability to think. A little psychological comfort can be ignored.
So what can she do? Qianye thought hard, but at this time, she couldn't do anything.
Just when he entered Chou (at two o'clock in the morning), suddenly, there was an uncontrollable cry of pain, followed by a crisp sound, click, Wu Zhou actually broke his own finger, and he probably didn't even realize it.
"Wuhi..." Qianye felt that his heart suddenly became heavy, so heavy that he almost couldn't breathe.
Her heart seemed to be squeezed tightly by sharp claws. Even the most loyal soul could not make her feel like this. She admitted that she felt distressed, but more than anything she hated herself for being helpless.