Chapter 87 - Escaping from Burial Grounds (XVIII) (1/2)

Chapter 87 - Escaping from Burial Grounds (XVIII)

Editor: Kitty

Luo Jian’s body was out of control

His actions and language were being controlled by so he did not and had never known It cos he would never do ordinarily and say so was very uncoe sense of fear

So he tried his best and used everything he could to stop his actions—for exa the poor God in front of him with a knife

The God knew that Luo Jian did not want to stab him with a knife Luo Jian did not want to experience the feeling of mutual love and destruction with an ancient person fro controlled but found that he could not do anything about it

Fck! Won’t this fellow hide?!

The poor God as being stabbed incessantly did not bother to hide There were several bloody holes on his body, but he re Luo Jian to continuously jab hiry he wanted to curse his mother

At thisand stopped hisbeside hi the knife, and pulled hi, and Luo Jian, as held by him, could only remain motionless in his arms

This incident made all the people at the scene wake up as if from a dream Specter immediately responded, but he did not care about Luo Jian Instead, he went directly to the God’s side The poor God fell to the ground with his whole body soaked in blood, butstabbed by a knife that h his face was unusually pale

He could not let hi the clues they needed to escape this secret chamber, they all must be obtained froical props to use on the God, stopped hies frohtly around his chest

The feeble God just raised his head and looked at Specter He whispered, “Don’t save me”

“Why? Do you want to die?” Specter did not heed the other’s party request to stop saving hie hi to find hirasped Specter’s wrist

“Who are you looking for? Can you still find that person you are looking for?” Specter frowned

“Even if I need to go through high hell and cross the yellow springs, I still insist on finding him!” When the God said this, he seeh he was very weak, even though he looked very miserable, his expression showed that he was determined, and not one person here doubted his words

But Specter sneered He turned his head and looked at Luo Jian, as standing next to him, still in the stalker’s e Yan’s eet rid of the strange feeling of being controlled The obsession of ‘Ghost,’ who had attached to hi, but Luo Jian had felt the strong feelings

It was not just hatred, was it?

Although anger and hate accounted for a larger part of his feelings, other than that, Luo Jian could only feel his sadness; the ghost felt extremely, extremely upset, so upset and in pain and felt that he was not able to acquire what he pleaded for

This sort of feeling was so strong that it even affected Luo Jian’s own et over that sort of depressiveYan seehtly and rubbed his hair

Specter’s eyes stayed on Luo Jian for a while, and then he turned to the young God and said, “The man you love, didn’t he just clearly state it? You sold yourself to the devil and got him involved as well Where do you think your lover’s soul will be now?”