A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 94: Wolf and human nature

Every day in the school, people disappear. However, the school is a mixed place. People come and go. Even if they disappear in the school, they just leave the school and don’t know where to go.

No one thought that a dark shadow would appear in the college every night, fascinating, harvesting the lives of every cultivator who oppressed the gray disciples, leaving them under the college forever.

However, the paper will eventually enclose the fire. The missing of one or two people may not be noticed, but when many people lose contact in the university, careful people will find some clues. Sombra can't do things without a trace forever. When someone really finds out about it, they will find some witnesses.

Xiaohu's death caused a great sensation. It was a matter of face, and it was impossible for the Qingsong School to ignore it. Based on the mysterious disappearances of many disciples from the school, the Qingsong faction investigators have also begun to pay attention to some previously overlooked details.

In the dark and damp drainage channel, the deacon lay in the channel. He was breathing heavily and coughing unceasingly. With every cough, his body would tremble severely, and sometimes he could barely breathe.

"It seems that it will not last a few days."

The Deacon Xun closed his eyes, and after a long time he let out a heavy breath. He thought of Mu Yu who was trapped in the Soul Eater Cavern. "It's considered an acquaintance. I may not even have the strength to go back. Will he come here to take my body out after he gets out of trouble?"

Without seeing the sun for many days, Deacon Xun's face was as pale as a piece of white paper. When he was in human form, he only had the cultivation base during the Qi training period, and when he was in the wolf form, he only had the foundation period. He sometimes laughed at himself a few words, his talent was so bad that it tainted the noble species of Soul Eater Wolf. When Soul Eater Wolf grows up, it is a monster that is on par with the Golden Core Cultivator, but he only has the strength of the foundation stage.

The moment of becoming a soul-eater was painful. The bones and internal organs of his whole body were squeezed, but the speed and power of the soul-eater fascinated him, and he could easily put one down. The cultivator in the foundation-building period, this was something he could hardly even think of before.

Looking at the high-ranking foundation-building cultivators who died in his hands before, he felt that the evil spirit in his heart was a little less every time.

It's just that the evil spirit is less, but the hostility is heavier.

When he turned into a soul-eater, he always thought of killing, but he could forcibly restrain that desire, he could stay awake, and quietly take those people away in the form of a wolf. Alarm other people.

Now that he has become a Soul Eater, his consciousness is already a bit unable to control the wolf nature. He knows that he will transform a few times, I am afraid he will never become a human again.

"Sand!"

Deacon Xun heard the sound of a paper ball falling into the drain. This note came from a gray disciple. The gray disciple was named Zhou Xinyu. He used to be the person he valued the most. He was diligent and pragmatic, and he was eager to one day step into the ranks of cultivators, without having to suffer the anger of a lifetime in a school. So when Deacon Xun found him quietly and discussed the plan with him, he also agreed.

The Deacon Xun struggled to crawl over and picked it up, looking at it with a faint light.

"The Liuyue faction, Mo Ziyu, lives in the left wing and interrupted the left arm of the school disciple Lu Xiaohui."

The Deacon Xun clenched his fist and tore the note to pieces. Every time a note was received, it meant that another gray disciple was injured and crippled, which made him feel uncomfortable. They are all human beings, so why do the high-ranking cultivators make such a heavy hand when they are unhappy? The life of the gray disciple is really worthless.

"You can't kill a few people, you can kill only one!"

Xun Deacon looked at the sky, and it was dark in two hours. He found a comfortable position to lie down, the sewer was damp and cold, but fortunately his body became stronger because of the soul-eater wolf demon spirit, so that he would not freeze to death here.

There was a stench all over him, and there was a smell of wolf, and the rats in the drain did not dare to approach him.

The moon climbed onto the branch. He likes to look at the moon the most. Every night when he sees the moon, he wants to scream and vent all his dissatisfaction, but he can’t scream, he must restrain himself. Otherwise, it will wake up other people in the university.

You don’t have to cry to vent dissatisfaction in your heart, you can also vent by seeing blood.

Deacon Xun got up, his face showed pain again, his whole body changed rapidly, and soon a chaotic soul-eater appeared in the drainage channel. The hair on his whole body was scabs, his skin was bare in many places, and his two tails looked so tired.

The Soul Eater Wolf was a little languid, whimpered twice, and gasped violently. It shook its body, and slowly walked towards the drainage outlet of the Liuyue School's other courtyard. The sharp claws flashing with cold light popped out, cutting a whole piece of sewer land like tofu, and then flashed into the other courtyard.

The candlelight in the left wing has been extinguished, that Mo Ziyu should have fallen asleep! If you don't treat the gray disciple as a human being, you don't have to be a human anymore.

He stretched out his claws, pushed open the window, and rushed in. His eyes were gleaming in the dark, and he could see a person lying on the bed. That is the goal! He popped out sharp claws, his claws were paralyzed and poisonous, as long as a light stroke on the skin of the cultivator, the cultivator would fall into a coma.

He leaped forward, his claws were already leaning forward, so easily succeeded, it made him feel happy for a while, he couldn't kill this Mo Ziyu here, he had to drag him to the sewer, and then swallow his Heart——

"Boom!"

The window I just came in was suddenly closed, but the deacon Xun didn’t respond, but the light in the room turned on. I don’t know when, several people were already standing in the room, and everyone had their magic weapon on their hands. .

"Very well, you didn't lie, there really is a Soul Eater!" Bai Lang snorted coldly.

Why did the white waves appear here?

Deacon Xun panicked, he retreated to the door and saw a shivering young man behind Bai Lang, who was the gray disciple Zhou Xinyu who gave him a note every day. Why is Zhou Xinyu here too? He shouldn't be here!

Zhou Xinyu tremblingly looked at the Soul Eater Wolf who had become a Deacon Seeker, a trace of unbearable flashes in his eyes, but was quickly replaced by a trace of cruelty. He is a gray disciple. After so many years in the school, he knows that it is almost impossible to get ahead. Only Xun Deacon can help him get ahead!

Xun Deacon seems to understand something!

"When I catch this beast, you don't need to be a gray disciple anymore." Bai Lang said to Zhou Xinyu.

Xun Deacon's heart sank, he suddenly realized that he was betrayed! The gray disciple he defended everywhere stood on the side of the cultivator and confessed to him, so that the truth of the murderous case of the college was revealed!

In order to get rid of the gray disciple's identity and become a cultivator who can insult the gray disciple, Zhou Xinyu made a choice without his conscience.

Xun Deacon whispered, angry. Over the past few months, I lived in the drainage channel, slaughtered, killing every cultivator who insulted the gray disciple, and venting his anger for the gray disciple, but in the end was betrayed by the gray disciple?

His heart was cold for a while, he roared wildly, and his anger drowned his sanity. He wanted to rush up to question Zhou Xinyu and ask him why he did this? He even wanted to take out Zhou Xinyu's heart to see what it tasted like! Does it exude a hateful rancid smell!

But Bailang had already taken action, and a sword slammed on Deacon Xun's body heavily. Deacon Xun screamed, fell out, slammed the door through a big hole, and smashed his body into another courtyard.

"Beast! Death!"

Bai Lang has followed, and another sword slashes down. But Deacon Xun is now a soul-eater, he himself is a Tier 3 monster, but he can't give play to the strength of the Golden Core Stage, his speed and strong physical quality still exist. Bai Lang's sword aura only cut a **** wound on his body, although it was deep, it was not fatal.

He whimpered and jumped into the drain. At the moment he fell into the drainage channel, he clearly heard the gray disciple Zhou Xinyu shout: "Quickly, he got into the drainage channel, and he can't catch up if he escapes."

Why?

Xun Deacon didn’t understand, the sorrow and sorrow of betrayal swept over him. He thought that the same gray disciple should be the same enemy, but in order to get rid of the gray disciple’s identity, Zhou Xinyu actually regarded himself as a stepping stone to become a cultivator?

There was a crazy sense of killing in his heart. He wanted to taste Zhou Xinyu's heart, but he couldn't kill anyone. He had to escape in front of the white waves. However, just a few steps after he fell into the drainage channel, he felt a whirlpool. He was weak. He didn't kill or eat his heart last night. Now he is injured again. He feels that he can no longer maintain the wolf form.

The skeletal muscles on his body began to twist, he couldn't run anymore, and he became human again. He knew that he was finished.

"Why? Why is this?"

Xun Deacon was not reconciled. He desperately tried to kill those practitioners who insulted the gray disciples before he was about to die, just for them to be less wronged in the future. He did so much for the future days of the gray disciples. It's better, but what is the reward for yourself?

He doesn't understand, he really doesn't understand!

I killed those bullying and weak cultivators. The gray disciple should be grateful to me, but why betray me?

Deacon Xun suddenly remembered what Zhou Xinyu once said to him:

"I want to be a person who can bully others, not someone who is bullied by others."

Deacon Xun showed a bleak smile, Zhou Xinyu seized the opportunity and betrayed Deacon Xun. In the future, he could become a cultivator who insulted others as he wished~IndoMTL.com~ But with Zhou Xinyu’s talent, he could not go any further on the road of cultivation. Far, it is impossible for him to insult a cultivator with a higher talent than him, and it seems that only the gray disciple can be insulted!

The gray disciple got rid of the identity of the gray disciple, and turned to insult other gray disciples!

The coldness filled his body, making his heart seem to be covered with a thick layer of frost. This world is such a reality, so-called trust and justice are all a joke.

When there is a brilliant road in front of you, those are not worth mentioning!

"Being a gray disciple for a lifetime and pursuing the dream of cultivating immortals for a lifetime, how can I forget that all gray disciples live to stop being gray disciples?"

The Deacon Xun smiled sadly and coughed up a puddle of blood again. The gray disciple is accustomed to being bullied. In order to stop being bullied, it seems natural to do things that violate his conscience.

"Chasing! Don't let that beast run away!"

Deacon Xun heard the footsteps of someone stepping into the drain and the angry chasing shouts. He vaguely saw a person running to his side, squatting down, and then grabbing himself. He wanted to push that person away, but he didn't have the strength to continue resisting.

He knew that he was finished, and the gray disciple had already confessed that he was the murderer who killed everyone. They saw that they were transformed into a human form at the moment, and they would definitely catch themselves back. As a subordinate of the academy, he killed so many cultivators, I am afraid the end will be quite miserable!

What's more serious is that Xiaohu, the proud son of the Qingsong School, also died in his own hands. I am afraid that when he wants to die, it will become a luxury.

"Die! You will be free when you die."

Deacon Xun's consciousness gradually blurred, and a tear flickered across the corner of his eye.

He kills to protect others, but the protected person brings others to kill him.