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1918. Chapter 1918 The Desperate Man【10】

Dark eyes suddenly darkened, and the body fell straight backwards. His short life disappeared like this.

Ji Yue didn't even look at her, she just raised her hand and took the Demon-Slaying Divine Sword and the Vajra in her hand.

When he raised his head to settle the score with Jiyuan, he had already disappeared.

He used darkness to hold his footsteps, but he ran away.

The corner of Ji Yue's mouth raised a cold, mocking arc, and she slowly walked forward.

When passing by Shenyue Qianhe's body, he didn't stop for a moment, didn't even bother to look at it, and just left like that.

This woman who saved him with her life did not get even a single glance of pity from him.

He is worthy of being the ancestor of all demons.

On the other side, at the bottom of the light beam that goes straight into the sky, a figure is hunched over, supporting his body with a snow shadow sword, panting slightly.

Can this beam of light take Hua Xi to paradise?

She has tried her best. What happens next depends on Hua Xi.

After taking a few deep breaths, suddenly an eerie voice sounded in my heart.

"Huang Beiyue, we meet again."

She was startled for a moment, then came to her senses and slowly straightened up, her back straight, as seriously as if she were facing a powerful enemy.

"Wujiang, I finally see the real you."

In the black water prison, Huang Beiyue could see the evil man dying in the black water behind the huge copper pillar.

No borders...all beasts have no borders...

She thought that the battle in the northern mountain range of Siyoujing was over, but she didn't expect that Mo Lian failed to kill Wujiang even at the cost of her life.

He escaped and now caused even greater trouble.

"It is said that evil will last for thousands of years, but good people will not live long." Wujiang Jiejie smiled strangely, but it was different from the previous evil and evil, and there was sadness in his laughter that could not be concealed.

This sadness, like the setting sun at dusk, makes people feel desolate in their hearts.

Huang Beiyue said: "I didn't expect that you would also have feelings."

"Is it because I was born a demon?" Wujiang was calmer than ever before, without bursts of rage or destructive evil aura.

Huang Beiyue shook her head slightly and said, "Too many people died because of you."

Almost all of her relatives died under Ten Thousand Beasts, and her friends were also implicated.

Although she escaped unscathed in the end, it was at the expense of many people.

Because they have no borders, they have suffered too many tragic fates.

"Did he die because of me?" Wujiang laughed coldly, "At first, the gods were afraid of me and sealed me away. Then they were afraid of me and chose to kill me. Later, Xuanyuan Jin and Jie Jie were greedy.

My power, and refine me into the realm of all beasts!"

"But are you just taking advantage of their evil thoughts and greed?" Huang Beiyue said.

"If I don't do this, what can I do? I was born a demon. The moment I was born, I didn't do any bad things, but I began to be condemned and suppressed by the gods. They drove me away, humiliated me, and hunted me down...

I didn’t understand at the time, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

Huang Beiyue's heart felt like a heavy stone pressing down on her, unable to speak.

Her hatred for Wujiang will never be eliminated forever.

But this time, she couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for this born demon.

"Wujiang, actually you are not wrong. What is wrong is fate."


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