Wu Lin walked to Liu Shangang's side, took Liu Shangang's pistol, and pulled out the magazine to see the number of bullets.

I couldn't stop him at all, but after he took the gun, he didn't attack us like I thought, and he silently returned to Renqing.

From the beginning, Renqing stood in the same place staggeringly. Like us, he seemed to be suppressed by this powerful mental power that was permeating the air.

On the contrary, Wu Lin was not affected at all.

At this time, he was removing the silencer from the gun head and said, "Luo Zhongxing, now you have achieved your goal, and the contract between us has ended here, right?"

Luo Zhongxing still looked at Wu Lin with his eyes squinted: "You just want to leave?"

Wu Lin curled his lips and said, "Tell me the truth. I have followed you for so many years and I want to kill you all the time."

As soon as he blurted out the last word, Wu Lin raised his gun and shot Luo Zhongxing on the forehead.

But the bullet hit Luo Zhongxing's face, but it made a metallic sound, and a spark was also drawn at his eyebrows.

Wu Lin looked at the gun in his hand and shook his head helplessly: "This thing really can't hurt you."

He was shot for nothing, but the expression on Luo Zhongxing's face did not change at all. From him, I couldn't feel any anger.

Luo Zhongxing exchanged movements on both hands, rubbed the ring finger of his right hand with his left hand, and said, "You were created by me."

Wu Lin smiled coldly: "Once was."

After saying these three words, Wu Lin threw his pistol and walked towards me. When he came to me, he stopped and pointed behind me: "I told you a long time ago, don't worry about the matter here, and told you to beware of the great witch of Cidan, but you just don't listen. You are asking for your own sake when you can reach this point. Zuo Youdao, if you survive today, leave the direction I pointed you. If you die, it doesn't matter. I'll come here next year to burn some yellow paper for you."

I looked at Wu Lin and couldn't figure out what he was going to do, but he didn't explain to me and walked straight in the direction he pointed it out.

Before he could walk far, Luo Zhongxing asked again: "I really want to leave?"

Wu Lin's footsteps stopped behind me. He seemed to hesitate for a while before responding: "Start today, we will be separated from each other, and the water in the well will not interfere with the river."

Before he could finish his words, Luo Zhongxing's mental power suddenly stopped, and he was concentrating his mental power.

I got extremely short relaxation, but in just one moment Luo Zhongxing condensed stronger mental power. With a light wave of his hand, the mental power whizzed past me.

When I see people casting spells, I use my mindfulness to guide the changes in the Qi field, but this is the first time in my life that I have seen a strong wind directly using my mindfulness to generate. When the wind passes by me, I can feel a very large force field in the center of this mindfulness.

This force field flew towards Wu Lin with the strong wind. I felt that Wu Lin seemed to be suppressed for a while, but after that, the force field dispersed at a very fast speed.

Wu Lin's voice came from afar: "Luo Zhongxing, you can no longer do anything to me."

Luo Zhongxing looked behind me and curled his lips. I felt his expression a little depressed, but this depression was fleeting. When he moved his eyes to my face, he turned into that expressionless look again.

He walked towards me, and whenever I saw him take a step, my heart trembled.

Although I am indeed very nervous now, I am not so nervous that my heart tightens. I feel as if an unknown force is holding my heart. As the force trembles, my heart trembles one after another.

Luo Zhong walked up to me and stared at me quietly.

I don't know what he wants to do, and I can't see any emotion from his eyes.

It was not until Renqing and Cidan came behind him like a walking corpse that he said to himself: "No wonder they don't want me out, so that's how it is."

While he was talking, he kept rubbing the ring finger of his right hand with his left hand.

After a while, he suddenly asked me: "Aren't you the head of the Shouzheng lineage? Why is the Yang Shen not damaged? The Black Water Corpse Coffin did not take away your soul. Why is this?"

I can't speak at all now, let alone respond to his words.

He pondered for a while, raised one hand and scratched his temples: "Oh, by the way, you can't speak now. I asked you, and you can't respond. I thought that someone who could speak finally came, but I didn't expect to be a mute, just so, then you just act like an audience, I said, listen."

While speaking, he stretched out his hand and pierced my cheeks and shoulders, twisted my body, and let me stand in the direction where the eternal light was.

Then he took Cidan Dawu and Renqing to the brightest area.

At this time, Luo Zhongxing gave me a very strange feeling. I always felt that there was a dryness on his body, and I didn't know when it would burst out, but he suppressed the irritation in his heart and prevented him from bursting out.

Especially when I saw him rubbing his ring finger quickly, I felt more and more crazy.

Luo Zhongxing turned around, pointed at me, and said, "Anyway, you are almost dead, listen to me. Oh, since Zhuang Laoxie died, few people have listened to me. In the past, he was standing in your position. He listened to whatever I said, and he never responded. And Zhou Lie, he was an anxious temper. Every time I spoke, he would interrupt me again and again."

Speaking of this, Luo Zhongxing paused for a moment, then he raised his head, looked at the darkness above his head that could not be penetrated by the light, breathed a long sigh, and said to himself: "Two thousand years, once they left, they didn't leave anything, but I have been alone for two thousand years."

Judging from what he meant, he still remembered what happened when he was with our ancestor and Zhou Lie. In other words, he still had unreasonable memories in his mind.

But then, Luo Zhongxing suddenly became very irritable. He frowned tightly and rubbed his ring finger like crazy, as if he was about to rub all the skin off. His mouth opened and closed, but he didn't say a word for a long time.

"I am Luo Zhongxing!"

At one moment, I felt that he suddenly became quiet again, but then he yelled again, and he was yelling at me, his eyes were as if I was his irreconcilable enemy.

But after shouting this sentence, the dryness on his body sank again, and his face returned to his original expressionless expression.

And it was this sentence that made me understand that Wudang's consciousness might not have completely disappeared, and Luo Zhongxing could not fully control this body.

But what can I do if I know this? I can't do anything now.

Luo Zhongxing stared at me quietly for a while, then raised his hand and pointed at the Great Witch of Cidan: "Do you know who he is?"

I couldn't respond, but Luo Zhongxing gave the answer on his own: "He is my clone, and he is, too."

While he was speaking, he poked Renqing's forehead with his finger. I don't know how much effort he had put in. Two blood holes were poked on Renqing's forehead, but now Renqing didn't seem to feel the pain, and there was no painful expression on his skeleton-like face.

Luo Zhongxing stared at Renqing for a while, and then said, "Not right, he is not my clone, because he has the blood of the first generation of great witches. You should recognize Luo Youfang, you must recognize him."

When Luo Zhongxing spoke, every time he spoke, I felt that his spirit was in danger of collapse. Sometimes he would suddenly increase his voice, and sometimes his voice would become very low, giving people a very unstable feeling.

He still said to himself: "Luo Youfang is my son. He was created by me and is my most perfect clone. But why did he betray me? It's really strange. He was obviously very obedient when he was a child. There is also Wu Lin, who is my most perfect work, but he betrayed me, it's strange. Why do the best things always fall into my hands? I have put so much effort into it, why can't I get what I deserve?"

At the end of the day, his volume became very high, and I felt like he was about to burst out.

But after that, his voice became very calm again: "Well, I can't get it. It's not my fault. It's because the way of heaven is unfair, so I want to open the gate of ghosts and destroy the way of heaven. Since it is unfair, then I will redesign one. Yes, yes, that's it. At that time, Luo Youfang will come back, and Wu Lin will come back, maybe Zhuang Laoxie and Zhou Lie will come back..."

He seemed to stop halfway through his words, and then he stared at me. At first, there was no emotion in those eyes, but gradually, I found a faint anger in his eyes. As time passed, the anger became stronger and stronger.

Just when I thought he would suddenly kill me, he just clenched his fists and roared at me: "I am, Luo Zhongxing!"

It seems that every time I mention my ancestor and Zhou Lie, he will become like this.

This guy is a lunatic!

After that, he turned to the eternal lamp in the middle and carried Renqing to the lamp.

He asked Renqing: "You have the blood of that monk on you, right?"

With Renqing's current state, of course he cannot respond.

Luo Zhongxing turned his head and said to me, "Don't look at him not talking, but he has the blood of a monk. At that time, when monks could get married, I would divide a spirit from my body and create a woman. He is the descendant of the monk and that woman. Well, so he is also my work."

While talking, he lifted Renqing in his hand and shook it twice. Renqing's body was like leaves shaking by the strong wind in his hand, shaking continuously.

"I need the blood of the monk." Luo Zhongxing said this, while pressing his finger on Renqing's heart and stabbed it hard. A blood hole immediately appeared on Renqing's left chest, and the blood thrived out along the hole and splashed on the stone slab under Luo Zhongxing's feet.

The blood spread along the gap between the stone slabs. Renqing's body was trembling constantly due to a lot of blood loss, but he could still maintain a standing posture. Now Luo Zhongxing had let go of Renqing and squatted on the ground and watched the blood in the cracks in the bricks in a daze.

The blood flowed out of Renqing's wound became less and less, and a large area of ​​red on the floor was red.

During this period, Luo Zhongxing turned around and said to me: "You opened this door in the end, but you just opened it. If you want to get the things inside, you must use the blood of the monks and the first generation of great witches."

Now I can clearly feel that Renqing has no breath of life, and his body has stopped trembling, but it still has not fallen.

Luo Zhongxing stood up and circled around the Cidan Great Witch. After a while, he said to me again: "Look at him, do you look like me?"

As he said, he turned the face of the Great Witch of Cidan to me.
Chapter completed!