Chapter seven hundred and thirteen: return to the body
Yingbai's shout immediately pulled Fanchuan back, but before Fanchuan could react, there was a bone-chilling pain on his back, followed immediately by Wu Mian's pain.
Wang's wanton laughter when he succeeded.
Fanchuan endured the pain and turned around to see that the Uncrowned King was holding a short halberd tightly under his arm, smiling triumphantly. The halberd was still dripping with blood, and there were also wisps of golden light dripping from the blood.
Falling and flashing.
It seemed that the tingling feeling on his back came from here, but it was a bit beyond Fanchuan's expectation. He didn't expect that the Uncrowned King would be at this critical moment and would launch a sneak attack at the last moment. This would be tantamount to hastening his death.
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The useless king who was blocked not far away also sighed deeply after seeing this scene. Then the black smoke between his hands dissipated instantly, and it seemed that he no longer had any extravagant hopes and pity for the uncrowned king.
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Yingbai, who was frightened at first, hurriedly ran towards Fanchuan. Judging from his worried look, it seemed that he wanted to help Fanchuan stop the bleeding. But when he was approaching Fanchuan, Yingbai stopped strangely and swayed from side to side.
For a moment, I didn’t know whether to advance or retreat.
"Haha! How about it? Doesn't it feel good?"
The Uncrowned King laughed arrogantly, and kept beating his body during this period, causing the short halberd under his arm to drop. However, he ignored it, as if this blow could kill Fanchuan, but
If you observe carefully, you can see that the uncrowned king's demeanor at this time is slightly crazy.
However, for Fanchuan, this sneak attack really hurt his vitality. Fanchuan felt that the stinging pain on his back was not worth the pain in his heart, so Fanchuan bent over slightly and tore off a piece of white from his legs and feet.
The cloth is then wrapped and tied on the back.
After the wound was treated, Fanchuan raised his head slightly and glanced at the Uncrowned King. Without saying a word, he quickly took action. The Red Evil Sword instantly penetrated the Uncrowned King's chest, and the sword blade then
It stood out from the back of the Uncrowned King.
This scene happened so fast that the people in the underworld didn't even have time to make expressions or react appropriately.
Fanchuan blinked, then drew out the Scarlet Evil Sword, and then stabbed the Uncrowned King's chest again, back and forth, over and over again, Fanchuan stabbed dozens of swords in and out.
The Uncrowned King just wailed when the first sword was pierced, and then became unresponsive until Fanchuan stabbed his body to pieces with the Red Evil Sword.
In the end, the body of the Uncrowned King turned into a black smoke and drifted away.
Everyone present was stunned, including King Wuyou and Yingbai, not to mention those people from the underworld, who were already trembling all over.
However, Fanchuan's eyes were still blood red, the Red Evil Sword in his hand was trembling, and the wounds on his back were also gushing out blood, which had already soaked the white cloth.
Fanchuan was seen hunched over slightly, breathing heavily, as if he was tired from the assassination just now, or because the wound on his back was still stinging.
The air condensed again, and the entire cave was quiet. No one wanted to break this hard-won tranquility, but the smell of blood in the air provoked everyone's senses all the time.
"Fan... Fanchuan..." King Wuyou said in a trembling tone: "You... you killed him?"
"kindness?"
Fanchuan snorted softly, then turned to look at the King of Uselessness, his eyes full of evil intent, which shocked the King of Uselessness.
At this moment, Yingbai, who was also stunned, suddenly ran towards Fanchuan, holding a brand new black cloth strip in her hand, which she tore from her own skirt. When she ran to Fanchuan,
When Fan Chuan was behind him, regardless of Fan Chuan's surprise, he helped Fan Chuan's wound and put a new strip of cloth on it, temporarily stopping the bleeding.
Fanchuan was very moved when he saw this scene. His blood-red eyes were relieved at this moment, and his mood became much calmer.
"Xiaobai, you...do you remember me?" Fanchuan said slightly excitedly.
However, Yingbai shook her head dully and said softly: "No...no."
Fanchuan was not disappointed, but was very pleased. In spite of her amnesia, Yingbai not only did not get angry because she killed the Uncrowned King, but instead took care of herself, which was beyond Fanchuan's expectation.
Then, King Wuyou, who had been in a daze for a long time, also approached Fanchuan, stared at Fanchuan with wide eyes and said, "You...you killed him?"
Fanchuan's emotions had calmed down a lot at this time, and he sneered and said, "Yes, what?"
"He...he is the king of the realm of useless death! Fanchuan!" The shock of the useless king has not dissipated.
"So what?" Fanchuan said jokingly.
"You will set yourself on fire! You have to know, this is the underworld!" King Wuyou reminded.
"Getting burned? Haha..." Fanchuan sneered: "What? Are you going to fight with me too?"
"Me?" King Wuyou was stunned for a moment, and then said in agony: "I...I don't know."
"There's no need to torture yourself like this. If you want to take action, I'll be with you at any time." Fanchuan said calmly.
"I don't know..." At this moment, the Wuwu King could no longer be charming. Instead, he looked a little haggard. He could only hear him saying as if talking to himself: "The Wu Mian King is dead, the Wu Mian King is dead."
Well, Pluto will not give up..."
"Pluto?" Fanchuan sneered: "How about this, how about you take me to see Hades now?"
"What? Fanchuan, are you kidding? Are you going to see Hades?" King Wuyou said in horror: "Although I don't know how you just transformed, but I tell you, no matter how you transform, you will still be
Immortal, and Lord Pluto is a god..."
"God? What do you mean?" Fanchuan asked in surprise for a moment.
But King Wuyou waved his hand and said: "No...I shouldn't have said this. You just killed King Wumian, and I am also the king of the same realm. I shouldn't be like this..."
The useless king showed a headache, as if he was struggling with himself and torturing himself.
Fanchuan nodded and said: "Okay, I won't force you to do anything. I still say the same thing. Even if you summon all the people in the underworld to deal with me now, I won't say anything. After all, we have different paths.
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After saying that, Fanchuan turned around and took Yingbai's little hand, which made Yingbai's body tremble immediately.
Seeing Yingbai's horrified expression, Fanchuan reluctantly smiled and said: "Xiaobai, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you, I'll take you away now, okay?"
Yingbai's eyes widened and she said nothing. After a moment of silence, she just nodded symbolically.
Fanchuan was relieved and took Yingbai's little hand and walked to Yan Mu'an's body.
Letting go of Yingbai's little hand, Fanchuan knelt down in front of Yan Mu'an's body again, helped Yan Mu'an up and let him lie half in his arms. Unknowingly, Fanchuan's eyes were a little red and swollen.
"Master... my disciple has avenged you." Fan Chuan looked at Yan Mu'an's peaceful face and said slowly: "My disciple will take you back to the fairy world now, and we will return to the place that belongs to us."
Just when Fanchuan was about to carry Yan Mu'an's body on his back, he suddenly realized that Yan Mu'an's body was disappearing upward from the heel, dissipating into golden particles, and then turning into mist.
Like golden light, automatic without wind.
Fanchuan was horrified and quickly put Yan Mu'an's body back to the original place, but at this time, Yan Mu'an's body had disappeared, leaving only the upper body. And just a moment later, Yan Mu'an's body completely disappeared.
As a result, it turned into golden light and disappeared.
It is exactly the same as after the death of the Uncrowned King, except that the Uncrowned King only changed into black smoke.
Fanchuan was a little impatient, so he looked at the useless king in panic, wanting to get an answer from the useless king in his eyes.
King Wuyoung understood, and saw him shaking his head towards Fanchuan and saying: "There is no way, this is the underworld, there will be no corpses, only undead and wandering souls, so you can't take away the corpses..."
"Why is this happening?" Fanchuan looked very sad.
King Wuyou continued to explain: "And all those who die in the underworld will cease to exist..."
"You mean...Master will disappear forever?" Fanchuan said sadly.
Fanchuan's heart was bleeding. Originally, Fanchuan still had a glimmer of hope. He wanted to take Yan Mu'an's body back to the fairy world, and then try to find ways to seek help from the gods to see if he could be resurrected, but now the body was gone.
This glimmer of hope was completely lost.
King Wuyou nodded and said: "This... is the so-called destruction of body and soul, and the soul is scattered..."
"Both body and soul are destroyed...the soul is scattered..." Fanchuan muttered to himself, his expression was very gloomy.
Unconsciously, the wound on the back burst open again, and the blood soaked the black cloth strip again. Seeing this, Yingbai quickly tore off a strip of cloth from her black skirt again and replaced Fanchuan with a new one.
of cloth to stop the bleeding.
Fanchuan stood there for a long time, unable to calm down.
After a long time, when Yingbai finally touched Fanchuan's arm and whispered "Let's go", Fanchuan suddenly woke up. In the previous lost state, Fanchuan had been thinking about himself.
Yingbai moved her little head slightly, signaling to leave.
Fanchuan nodded and said, "Okay, let's go."
After finishing his words, Fanchuan looked at King Wuyou again, bowed slightly and saluted: "King Wuyou, if you don't take action, I will leave..."
But when Fanchuan just turned around, King Wuyou said: "Wait a minute..."
Fanchuan turned back to look at King Wuyou again, waiting for King Wuyou's next words.
It can be seen that the useless king hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I...I can't just let you go!"
"Oh? Are you going to take action then?" Fanchuan said coldly.
The useless king pursed his dry lips and said slowly: "I don't want to fight with you. Of course, I also know that I am not your opponent now, but as the king of the underworld, I can't do anything with you."
After watching you kill the Uncrowned King, I want to let you go."
Fanchuan nodded, expressing understanding, and then echoed: "I understand, so tell me, what do you want?"
King Wuyou sighed and said: "I must hand you over to Lord Hades!"...