Wu Zhu slowly came to the drunkard and asked in a low voice.
"Back to Master Wu Zhu, Master God of War, I want to ask you about the whereabouts of this person."
The drunkard respectfully took out a portrait from his arms and handed it to Wu Zhu.
Wu Zhu stretched out his skinny hand and slowly took the portrait.
It slowly unfolded, revealing the head of a handsome young man.
"What a handsome young man, what a pity."
Wu Zhu rolled up the portrait again and tapped the portrait with the crutch in his hand. Suddenly, a strange blue light suddenly appeared and enveloped the entire portrait.
After a long time, Wu Zhu sighed, frowned and said, "Strange, why can't I sense this person's movements? Unless..."
"Master Wu Zhu, unless what?"
The drunkard also frowned. In his heart, Wu Zhu was an omnipotent existence. How could he not feel the aura of this kid?
"Unless this kid is dead! Or is being protected by something."
Wu Zhu shook his head. He was confident that his witchcraft was unparalleled in the three realms.
I remember that back then, even the almighty God of Death asked him to divine a person's whereabouts.
It makes no sense, not even a Chinese warrior can be found. There is only one possibility, that is, this Chinese warrior is dead.
"What does Master Wu Zhu mean?"
The drunkard groaned slightly, waiting for Wu Zhu's answer.
"This person must be dead."
Wu Zhu uttered a faint word, turned around and left, and his body slowly dissipated in the air, like mist.
The portrait floated from mid-air, swaying, and slowly fell to the ground.
The drunkard bowed down, picked up the portrait, and stepped out respectfully.
Since Lord Wu Zhu said, that person is dead, that person must be dead.
The drunkard took long strides and walked towards Ji Cang Yue's residence.
In the dark and damp crypt, on top of the ruins, Hua Feihua sat quietly on the ground, looking at the shattered peach forest, just watching quietly, her small blood-red eyes filled with tears, maybe in her
Deep down in my heart, my desire for family love is stronger than anyone else's.
Thoughts were flying, a lonely little girl with a face full of scales, wandering around and being scolded, what a situation that was, she didn't dare to show her true face to others every day, so she could only seal herself tightly in that big hat, that
What kind of mood is it.
"Tsk tsk...what's wrong with the beautiful lady?"
Just when Hua Feihua was lost in memories, a frivolous chuckle came from behind.
"It's you...you're not dead yet!"
Hua Feihua suddenly turned around and looked at the young man in front of her, with murderous intent surging in her eyes. He must die!
"You...you can just sit down. There's no need to come over."
When Cheng Chi saw that fish face again, he still couldn't help but take a few steps back and said hurriedly.
It was really hard for him to accept a woman who looked like that.
"Hahaha...what, are you scared?"
Hua Feihua's eyes flashed with ridicule, humans who judge people by their appearance!
"Nonsense, you're already like that, how can I not be afraid!"
Cheng Chi said confidently, after all, he had never seen such a scary person, no, he should be a half-demon.
The head chopped off by the knife is still covered with fish scales, the arms and shoulders are pockmarked, the face is pockmarked, the nose is turned upward, and the pair of small scarlet eyes are extremely strange, making him look as if he is alive and Zhong Kui is alive.
"Since you are afraid, I have a way to make you not afraid."
Hua Feihua put away her emotions and suddenly said calmly.
"Um...really?"
Cheng Chi looked at Hua Feihua suspiciously. To be honest, he always felt that something was wrong.
"Of course it's true, look!"
Hua Feihua's voice suddenly turned cold, a cold light flashed in his hands, and his figure flew straight towards Cheng Chi.
Cheng Chi was startled and hurriedly drew out his war soul blade to defend himself. He stepped back a few feet. His sword moves were as fast as thunder. The golden sword light vowed to kill the enemy in front of him.
With a "swish" sound, Hua Feihua's figure suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes. Cheng Chi hurriedly stopped his sword move. Just when he was about to carefully feel the surge of air around him, his back suddenly felt cold, and a dark dagger passed through his heart.
.
"you......"
Cheng Chi looked at the cold blade in disbelief. The red blood gradually spread on his chest. What flashed in his eyes was doubt but no fear. This was something Hua Feihua couldn't see, because at this moment, she was feeling proud.
Standing behind Cheng Chi.
"How can you understand the power of demons, stupid human being!"
Hua Feihua's indifferent voice sounded, her figure fluttered, and she spared Cheng Chi's body.
"etc!"
Cheng Chi hugged Hua Feihua's legs and said pleadingly.
"Do you have any last wishes?"
Hua Feihua's red eyes revealed indifference, a kind of compassionate indifference.
"I think... I want you to rescue those people, that's all! They... they don't know your secret, and besides, they are not dead yet. Buddha said: Save a life
It is better than building a seven-level pagoda."
Cheng Chi said weakly.
"Okay, I promise you."
The indifferent voice said slowly, Hua Feihua broke away from Cheng Chi's arms and continued to walk forward.
"etc!"
Cheng Chi pushed forward, hugged Hua Feihua's legs again and begged.
"What's wrong with you!"
Hua Feihua frowned and said very unhappy.
"Please, take my body back to the ground and bury it."
Cheng Chi said even more feebly, as if he was about to die at any moment.
"Is this necessary?"
The corners of Hua Feihua's mouth curved and she said mockingly.
"Of course, my mother said that if you die in the water, it will be difficult to reincarnate."
Cheng Chi said with difficulty.
"Your mother?"
Sadness flashed in Hua Feihua's eyes. She had never seen her mother before.
"Okay, I promise you!"
Hua Feihua broke away again, and Cheng Chi's arm slowly walked forward.
"I, Cheng Chi, have been famous all my life and have been jealous of my talents. I died here today. It's a shame!"
Cheng Chi suddenly stood up, looked up to the sky and screamed sadly, then fell to the ground and died with a "pop". Cheng Chi's sudden behavior made Hua Feihua take a few steps back in fright.
"Scared me."
Hua Feihua patted her plump chest. It looked extremely cute, unless you look at her face.
On the bank of the Rose River, a patch of reed bush as tall as one person was now filled with various people. All of them were naked, their eyes were closed, and they were breathing evenly, as if they were sleeping soundly.
"Finally we got this bunch of rubbish here."
Hua Feihua panted heavily and muttered to herself to the nearly a hundred people in front of her. She waved her hands gently, and there was a sound of water behind her. A trace of confusion flashed in Jin Jiao's eyes, and he slowly sank to the bottom of the water.
With a "bang", Cheng Chi's body was thrown to the ground. Hua Feihua spat lightly, a trace of ridicule flashed under her broad hat, a cold light flashed in her hand, and with a "boom", the ground beneath her feet instantly
A crack opens.
"Just bury you here, and my promise to you will not be in vain."
Hua Feihua turned around and murmured softly, but the next moment, the expression on her face completely froze.