Zhuma's smile faltered, and her heart froze, and she had an inexplicable premonition.
"I'm going to die."
Sha Mao sighed, a trace of apology and regret flashed across his face, "Your kindness can only be repaid in the next life."
"No."
Zhuma's expression tightened, and he quickly spread his right hand. In the palm of his hand, a crystal clear round pill suddenly appeared. The rich aroma of the medicine filled the air, refreshing and fragrant. "Take this pill."
Go down and you'll be fine soon."
Seeing her delivering medicine to the enemy, Gu Tiancai's expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously wanted to stop her, but suddenly felt someone beside him pulling on his sleeve.
Turning his head to look, he saw Illya winking at him and shaking his head slightly.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally sighed and did not continue speaking.
"No need."
Looking at the precious elixir handed over to him, Sha Mao shook his head and had no intention of reaching out to take it, "It's useless."
"How could it be useless?"
Zhuma immediately said anxiously, "This elixir is called the Hand-Tearing King of Hell. It can bring life to life and death, as well as flesh and bones. It can be said to be the best elixir in the world. Even if you are seriously injured, you can still..."
"I wasn't hurt."
Before she could finish speaking, Sha Mao interrupted, "It's just that I can't live anymore."
"What are you talking about?" Zhuma asked confused.
"Did you know that the beast's outstanding strength and vitality all come from its strong obsession?"
Sha Mao had a calm face, as if he was telling something that had nothing to do with him, "And my obsession is A-Zhu. No, to be precise, it should be the illusion of being in love with A-Zhu."
"you……"
Zhuma's heart trembled, and her face suddenly turned ugly, as if she had vaguely guessed something.
"You guessed it right."
Sha Mao smiled slightly, "Now that the illusion has been exposed and my obsession has been shattered, I can no longer exist."
Before he finished speaking, his body suddenly shone, dissipating little bits of sparkling light, floating up into the sky, and slowly melting like weathered stone.
"don't want."
Zhuma was shocked and quickly reached out to catch him, "Don't leave!"
However, when her palm reached halfway, she seemed to have hit an invisible thick wall. She was unable to move forward any further. She could only watch the number of light spots floating in the air gradually increase, and the color on the fat cat's body gradually increased.
It is also getting lighter and lighter.
"Don't be sad for me."
Sha Mao had a bright smile on his face. He didn't seem to feel sad. Instead, there was a hint of relief between his eyebrows. "It feels really good to let go of your obsessions."
"fool."
Zhuma stared blankly at the figure in the light, tears could no longer be suppressed, and fell from her eyes, "You are such a fool."
"Yes, yes, look at my memory, I am indeed stupid."
Sha Mao suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he had thought of something, and slowly reached forward with his right hand, tapping Zhuma's eyebrows with his index finger, "Before I leave, I have something to leave you."
Zhuma felt her mind buzzing, and countless pictures and memories suddenly poured in. Her beautiful eyes were shining with white light, and her whole body was motionless, as if she had fallen into a sluggish state.
"What did you do to her?"
Illya was shocked when she saw this, and hurriedly came to Zhuma's side, stared at the fat cat with a wary face, and asked sternly.
"My energy is all marked by Yin Tian. If I give it to Zhuma rashly, I'm afraid it will be harmful to her."
Sha Mao turned around and explained softly, "This soul is special since she was a child. It is much stronger and purer than ordinary people. Let's just give her some compensation."
"you……"
Illya asked with some uncertainty, "Give the soul power to Zhuma?"
"When Zhuma wakes up, please give me a message."
Sha Mao smiled slightly and changed the topic, "She is the best friend in my life."
As soon as he finished speaking, his figure finally completely faded away, turning into the last scattered gleam of light, slowly floating between the sky and the earth.
"Crack!"
Just as he disappeared, an exquisite jade Ruyi fell out of nowhere and fell at Zhuma's feet.
"Well, well, well..."
A Zhu had a euphorbia stuck in his mouth, his face was as pale as paper, his eyes were full of fear, and his mouth kept making strange noises, as if he wanted to express something, but he couldn't even utter a word.
Then, under Shen Xiaowan's surprised gaze, streams of thick liquid suddenly flowed out of her body, falling to the ground like burning candles.
Shen Xiaowan felt nauseated and instinctively threw her away, falling to the ground with a "bang".
"No, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"
When he landed, A-Zhu finally got rid of the blockage of Euphorbia. He couldn't help crying and shouting, screaming, "Help me, help me quickly, Fat Cat, Yibu, who will save me?"
ah!"
However, any shouting and crying were in vain. Her body still melted at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just ten breaths, it completely turned into a pool of liquid on the ground, exuding waves of nausea-inducing smells.
stench.
Without Fat Cat, she seemed unable to exist independently.
"The fat cat is not a bad person."
Just as everyone was stunned, the Silent Death lying on the ground suddenly said in a weak voice, "It's just that he is too simple and stubborn, and can easily be taken advantage of."
"Huh?"
Shen Xiaowan's eyes lit up and she quickly ran over to help him up, "So you're not dead."
"Not quite dead yet."
The Silent Death replied expressionlessly, "But it will be soon."
"I have healing elixirs here, hurry up..."
Shen Xiaowan subconsciously wanted to take out her hand and tear the King of Hell apart to treat him, but her right hand suddenly stopped in mid-air. Then she remembered that the physique of the person in front of her was very weird, and no treatment method could work on him, and her expression suddenly felt awkward.
"Don't worry about me."
The Silent Death said calmly, "I have killed people without any purpose in my life. I have saved as many as 80,000 lives in my hands. It's time to pay back. Besides, if I die with the fat cat, I will have a companion on the road to hell. It's pretty good." of."
"You and him..."
Illya hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but ask, "What is the relationship?"
"Maybe they are friends, maybe they are colleagues, or maybe they are just two unrelated people."
The Silent Death's answer made people confused and confused, "Who can tell clearly?"
"friend."
At this moment, Zhuma suddenly woke up, turned to look at the Silent Death, and said word by word, "In Fat Cat's heart, you have always been friends."
"His memory?"
The Silent Death's eyes changed slightly, as if he had guessed something.
"Yes." Zhuma nodded.
"What a lucky girl."
A rare smile appeared on the Silent Death God's face, "The fat cat's soul is very special. If you can make good use of it, your future achievements will be limitless."
Zhuma stared at him quietly and remained silent.
"Okay, it's time for me to go, cough, cough!"
The Silent Death coughed several times, opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes suddenly fell on Yu Ruyi at Zhuma's feet, "If you guessed correctly, that thing is the key to the Han Yue Kingdom's formation. As long as it is destroyed, This battle should be over by now, so you can just take care of yourself."
After saying that, without waiting for Zhuma's answer, he slowly closed his eyes, his breath became weaker and weaker, and soon he stopped breathing.
When he passed away, he looked peaceful and had a faint smile on his face.
The dignified Hanyue Kingdom's second-largest emperor walked peacefully and peacefully. How could he look like a top assassin with his hands stained with blood?
Zhuma just stared at his body quietly, her expression changing and her expression indescribably complicated.
"Zhuma."
Illya came closer and asked with concern, "Are you... okay?"
"I am fine."
Zhuma slowly turned her head, her eyes sparkling with a bright light that could not be described in words, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, "It has never been better than now."
Meeting her eyes, Illya's heart trembled, and she suddenly had a strange feeling.
Zhuma is no longer the same as before.
She couldn't tell what the specific difference was for a while, but her intuition told her not to mess with the beautiful girl in the floral skirt in front of her.
She can't afford to offend her!
As if aware of her emotions, Zhuma smiled slightly, lowered his head, and carefully observed his palms.
Suddenly, she closed her fingers and clenched them into fists.
Endless golden evil energy spurted out from her body, spread crazily, and covered the entire battlefield in the blink of an eye.
If you observe carefully, you will find that the evil spirit in the air is slightly different from before.
In the golden mist, there are dots of white spiritual light mixed with stars, flickering on and off, looming, like stars in the night sky, and like a group of shy elves blinking their bright eyes shyly.
Being surrounded by evil spirits, not only did everyone not feel uncomfortable, but they felt vaguely clear-headed and relaxed.
The poisons and zombie species that came into contact with the evil spirit completely boiled.