Chapter 87 (1/2)

Jane finds her body out of control.

His actions and language are controlled by something he doesn't know and doesn't know, which makes him do something that he would never normally do and say something he doesn't understand. But this feeling is not good for him, which makes Luo Jian feel extremely frightened.

So he almost tried his best to stop his actions - like stabbing the poor God with a knife.

God knows that Luo Jian doesn't want to stab people with a knife, and the other party has no injustice or hatred. Luo Jian does not want to experience the feeling of loving and killing the ancients thousands of years ago. He tries to escape the feeling of being controlled, but finds that he is powerless.

Fuck! Can't you hide?!

The poor God, who was stabbed all the time, didn't hide. There were several blood holes in his body. Leng was stupidly standing in the same place, and Luo Jian was still stabbing and stabbing by Luo Jian. She was so angry that she wanted to scold his mother.

At this time, someone finally understood Luo Jian's mind and stopped him as he wished. However, Xing Yan, standing beside him, reached out and grasped Luo Jian's hand holding the knife and pushed him into his arms. The hunter's strength was amazing. Luo Jian was held down by him and remained motionless in his arms.

This incident made several people wake up from their dreams. The ghost immediately responded, but did not take care of Luo Jane. Instead, he went directly to the God. The poor God was covered with blood and fell directly on the ground. But it was amazing that he was still alive after being stabbed so many times, but his face was very pale.

You can't let him die like this! The ghost understands. As for the secret room, there are also clues to escape, which are all information that must be obtained from the hypocrite. The ghost immediately took some magical props on the God, stopped the blood, and then pulled out a pile of gauze from his personal secret room and wrapped the human's chest tightly.

The weak God just looked up at the ghost and whispered, ”don't save me.”

”Why? Do you want to die? ” The ghost in the gauze will not listen to me.

”Don't save me. I'm going to find him.” Trembling, the weak God raised his hand and seized the ghost's wrist.

”Who are you looking for? Who else can you find? ” The ghost frowned.

”Even if I go to hell, I will get him!” The voice of the God said this sentence was very serious. Even though he was weak, even though he looked miserable, his expression revealed the determination that no one in the room doubted.

But the ghost gave a sneer. He turned his head and looked at Luo Jian. Luo Jian was still in the arms of the pursuer and was held by Xing Yan for a while. He found that he was gradually getting away from the strange feeling of being controlled. The obsession of ”ghost” attached to him gradually disappeared, and the lasting time was not long. However, Luo Jian felt the deep feelings 。

Not just hate, right?

Although anger and hatred accounted for a large part, but more, luojian only felt sadness, very, very sad, sadness, pain, can not ask.

This kind of feeling is too strong, even affects Luo Jian's own mood, which makes him unable to get out of this sad mood for a while. Xing Yan seems to feel it too. He hugs Luo Jian tightly and rubs his head.

The ghost's sight stopped on Luo Jane for a moment, then turned back and said to the young god, ”the man you love, didn't you say it clearly just now? You sold yourself to the devil and implicated him together. Where do you think your lover's soul will be now? ”

The God seemed to have realized something, and immediately changed his previous mentality of seeking death. He glared at the ghost and roared in a low voice: ”what do you mean by that?”

”What else can it mean?” The ghost seemed to be angry, but he couldn't see it anymore. He grabbed the amazing hair of the stupid God and forced his head up: ”what do you want to recover?”?! Go to a hell with nothing to find a soul that doesn't exist at all? That ghost is right. You are really stupid! Who did you deal with in the first place? Sell your poor lover unconsciously! So now, you have to take back what belongs to you from the other party, your people! ”

The spirit roared with such force that not only the God was bluffing, but also the people around him. Luo Jian shrunk her neck and forced herself to the hunter's arms. Fengyulan did not know when to stand beside Duanli, not only was Duanli hugging his shoulder, but also gnawed on his face.

The God shrank, closed his eyes, opened again, and suddenly said, ”I don't know who I made a deal with.”

”What do you mean?” Asked the ghost in disbelief.

”That was when I was in the most desperate stage, when I had just died of my favorite.” The God replied: ”at that time, I wanted to die. I went to the edge of the cliff and wanted to jump down. At this time, I met a wolf...”