Horror University Chapter 890: Zhuo 1hang, die!

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A sharp cry suddenly sounded like a night owl. The white-haired witch has disheveled heads, her face is hideous, her teeth white as shells are grinning, as if she can't wait to swallow Yin Kuangsheng alive.

It's all because of him, everything is because of him!

In the face of the menacing Yin Kuang, the hatred in the white-haired witch's heart soared. But seeing the slender jade neck flicked fiercely, as if it was not her neck, but her whip. With the flick of the jade neck, her three thousand white hairs rushed towards Yin Kuang, wishing to pierce Yin Kuang.

Yin Kuang, who was wrapped in the flame of the purple dragon soul, plunged one end into the overwhelming white hair. It was like a dragon entering the sea, and it began to overturn the clouds and rain. The sharpness of the Blue Nightmare Sword, coupled with the powerful destructive power of the Purple Dragon's soul power, deterrence, and powerful scorching of the soul, the white-haired witch, even if there is a sea of ​​white-haired silk, was also upset by Yin Kuang.

Swish! !

Along with the sword light, the white hair strands scattered in the wind. However, those hair strands are also extraordinary things. As Yin Kuang approaches, countless hair strands are also consuming the purple dragon soul flame. The closer the white-haired witch is, the more dragon-shaped soul flame that envelops Yin Kuang. The smaller. When Yin Kuang broke through all the hair and rushed in front of the white-haired witch, the purple dragon soul flame was left with only one layer covering Yin Kuang's epidermis.

The tip of the Blue Nightmare sword pointed directly at the white-haired witch.

Is the white-haired witch willing to die? of course not! With a little touch of her toes, her body jumped up and quickly withdrew back. The tip of the Blue Nightmare sword kept a distance of five centimeters from her throat. In the process of retreating and pursuing, the white-haired witch faced Yin Kuang. Her eyes were filled with bitter hatred, and she stared at Yin Kuang, as if to engrave him in her heart forever, even if She has to be able to recognize the other party ashes.

"Leave the green hills here, don’t be afraid that there will be no firewood! As long as I live, as long as I can obtain the wine of immortality, and cultivate into a fairy... Zhuo Yihang, and this bastard, even if you die, don’t even think about it. Escape from the palm of my neon clothes!" The white-haired witch thought in her heart. As a result, she retreated faster and faster.

"Not good!" Yin Kuang's heart shook, and he was about to use the spirit power retained in his body to kill the white-haired witch in one fell swoop, but he hesitated again when he thought of the "enemies" that existed in the dark. Perhaps, as long as he bursts out the reserved spirit power, the white-haired witch who is already at the end of the crossbow will die under her sword, but how will he deal with the enemy in the dark?

"Damn...this time!"

At the moment Yin Kuang hesitated, a white hair of the white-haired witch suddenly grew wildly, covering her whole body, forming a huge cocoon. Immediately afterwards, with a "bang", the white hair cocoon suddenly exploded, and countless white hair strands flew in all directions. Where is the shadow of the white-haired witch?

Yin Kuang sighed and stopped pursuing. I was full of regrets. Yin Kuang did not expect that the white-haired witch would give up Zhuo Yihang and retreat by herself. Sure enough, life is still more important than love. It's just that the white-haired witch can't be killed this time, I don't know when I will have a chance. There is not much time left for him.

In the end, the white-haired witch escaped.

Yin Kuang returned to the top of Qingluan Mountain, where the top of the mountain had been razed, and looked at Zhuo Yihang who was sitting under a broken wall, and said: "Do you know there is a poem that can describe you now? It's called "The husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and the catastrophe is about to fly." The only difference is that you and she are not husband and wife."

Zuo Yihang's life and soul was damaged, and his body was also seriously injured, so his current form is very poor. He took a trembling breath. He looked at Yin Kuang calmly, and said, "I have already regarded her as my wife. It's just that...even though this world is big, it can't accommodate the two of us."

Yin Kuang smiled slightly, looked at the sky, then pointed to the ground, and shook his head: "It's not that this world is too big, but your heart is too small."

Zhu Yihang's dark eyes lit up, but then they dimmed, "Perhaps what you said was right... But it doesn't matter now. Sadness is more than death. Zhuo Yihang seems to be in this state. Zhuo Yihang raised his eyes, looked directly at Yin Kuang, and said, "Although you didn't say it, I know you will kill me. Before I die, I have a question for you. If I don't figure it out, I am unwilling to die. "

Yin Kuang's thoughts now flew unconsciously. Looking down at Zhuo Yihang, he thought of himself. Will one day, a stronger "I" than myself, stand like this, while I am in the position of Zhuo Yihang and let him be slaughtered... How many "Is" exist in others? In the world?

"Say." Yin Kuang said lightly.

"Who are you?" Zhuo Yihang asked...

"...Who am I?" This is Yin Kuang's rhetorical question, "I really want to answer your question, but in fact I don't know the answer. However, I already have some clues as to where the answer is. "

"What is it?"

"Kill you. Kill someone exactly like me, and maybe there will be the answer I want, and this is the answer to your question."

"..."

Yin Kuang looked at the time, there were two minutes left... and he was not in a hurry, and said, "Do you believe it? In another world, there may be a person who looks exactly like you and me. He has another A name, another identity, and another person next to the pillow... Who is he? Who are you? Who am I? This question is actually very difficult to answer. So, I don't intend to go into it. Then my approach is , Find those'me' and kill them. I am the only one, and I can only be the only one!"

"I understand..." Zhuo Yihang sighed and said, "My last request before death: Don't hurt the neon clothes. If you agree, I will not resist and let you kill. If you refuse, I will blew the Yuan Ying ...I think what you want is to kill me with your own hands." Zhuo Yihang, who had pale cheeks, stood up suddenly, with a strange ruddy appearance on his face, and even his dark eyes glowed.

Back to the light!

"For the sake of you being another ‘me’... I promise you!"

There are still thirty seconds before the fifteen-minute deadline.

"Let's do it!" After speaking, Zhuo Yihang's mouth had a smile of relief, and he raised his head, quietly waiting for the coming of death... Then, a icy air flow poured into his brain from his forehead. After a brief period of severe pain, the consciousness was completely plunged into endless darkness.

Yin Kuang didn't make him suffer much. It's not necessary and meaningless. With a smile of relief, Zhuo Yihang slowly fell to the ground, just leaning against the broken wall.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Kuang suddenly felt a cool, liquid and non-liquid strange substance directly into his body. There was an unprecedented refreshing feeling, and every hair of Yin Kuang that was irritated was relaxed. Shushen's pores seemed to be alive, breathing the cool air greedily. Yin Kuang couldn't help but took a deep breath, as if drinking a bottle of cold beer in the hot summer, it was as refreshing, happy, and even!

This feeling is really addictive.

Call...

Yin Kuang exhaled heavily. And that particularly high cháo's joyous feeling also receded like cháo water. It made Yin Kuang feel quite regretful and depressed.

After that, Yin Kuang felt a little bit.

"It feels that the soul is more solid..." Yin Kuang himself is the Purple Dragon Soul Strengthening, so he is particularly sensitive to the changes in his soul. If you don't make a comparison, Yin Kuang still can't find out. Although his soul has completely merged with Zilong's soul power, forming a new powerful soul, but comparing the current soul state with the past soul state, the past soul state seems to give Yin Kuang a more transparent a feeling of. If the previous soul transparency was 90%, then the soul transparency now is about 80%.

"Sure enough, there are some ways! Huh?"

At this moment, Yin Kuang suddenly discovered that there was a purple flame in the consciousness space of his brain. It is more appropriate to say that it is one. That little flame is definitely not bigger than sesame. If it weren't in the brain's consciousness space, Yin Kuang wouldn't be able to find it.

"What is this?"

However, before Yin Kuang's careful exploration and thinking, two figures appeared behind Yin Kuang. Yin Kuang frowned, pretending to be surprised-he must show something, otherwise Ouyang Mu might be exposed. Although Bai Lun is impulsive, he is not a fool after all~ IndoMTL.com~ Yin Kuang's time is very accurate, exactly fifteen minutes. If he does not express a little surprise, it is easy to cause suspicion.

"Zhu Tong called you to come, right?" Yin Kuang turned around, glanced at the two in front of him, and fixed his eyes on Bai Tu. In his heart, Yin Kuang curled his lips. Even Bai Lun had a scheming game. It is impossible for him to not know that Zhu Tong's madness was all because of Zhuo Yihang, but Bai Lun hadn't come out early and couldn't play. He came out after Zhuo Yihang's death, obviously using Yin Kuang's hand to get rid of him.

Yin Kuang really couldn't understand, didn't Bai Tuo and Zhu Tong be at fault? Why did you get a piece now? It seemed that Bai Lun listened to Zhu Tong's words.

"Not all. I came because you are a purple dragon and I am a greedy wolf." Bai Lian said.

Yin Kuang said: "Unfortunately, I still have a lot to do today. If you want to fight, let's make another appointment." Yin Kuang is not stupid, Zhu Tong is mostly on the way over. As soon as she came, adding Bai Lun, even with Ouyang Mu's dark chess, Yin Kuang was very hanging. Besides, Yin Kuangye didn't fully trust Ouyang Mu.

"Sorry, I can't help you...and me today!"

Yin Kuang sneered, "I want to go, no one can stop me!"