After being reborn as Wang Baochuan's sister, she decided not to persuade her

Chapter 222

Wei heard that the black air around him suddenly began to surge, surging noisily and making bursts of roars. Suddenly, they dispersed and rushed in one direction.

And just when the black air dispersed, a figure that looked like a ball of light was instantly revealed.

The black energy seemed to have a target and attacked the light group. It was just a heavy blow. The light group didn't even have time to dodge. After letting out a scream, it suddenly dissipated.

There was no more noise in my ears.

Wei Ting finally felt that his ears were much purer.

He was surrounded by a faint black air. The black air that had just dispersed the light mass disappeared and returned to him, like a cat or dog, rubbing against his fingertips, as if it was coquettishly.

However, Wei Ting had no time to care about them.

He picked up Wang Yinchuan, wiped her clean, found a pair of clothes that were comparable to her previous clothes, dressed her up, and then buried her in a valley full of flowers and like spring all year round.

In the valley, the flowers that remain unbeaten all year round are surrounded by a faint black air. They seem not to be affected, but bloom more brilliantly.

The reluctance, resentment, and anger accumulated in my heart day by day. In the end, the place was so dark that it was regarded as an ominous place by outsiders.

He can't die.

The day he realized he couldn't control it at all, he woke up among corpses strewn all over the valley.

——He lost consciousness in the middle of the night and killed half of the creatures in the mountain, as well as two hunters who broke in accidentally.

So, he simply left the valley, possessed the leader of a civil uprising army, and killed Xue Pinggui with his own hands. Xue Pinggui died in front of him, his eyes were full of fear, and he no longer had the pride he once had.

Wei Ting felt that if he went down one day, he would definitely become a murderer and drink blood, an irrational lunatic.

Perhaps only by dying can the cruel killing end.

Neither life nor death, full of black energy.

He has become a monster.

In the third year after Wang Yinchuan's death, Wei Ting gradually realized that he was a little out of control. He could still control the black energy around him at will, but he could not control his emotions. He was addicted to it all the time.

In the impulse of bloodshed.

Wei Ting stayed at her grave for a long time.

Wei heard that his great revenge had been avenged, and he was so confused by his complicated thoughts that he did not realize that he had unintentionally contributed to the future that Guangtuan once said.

Wei Ting thought about dying.

Sometimes he just can't control himself.

He found to his chagrin that now, he couldn't even die with her, so he could only stay here with her, neither human nor ghost.

There is nothing in this world to miss, and the only feeling of guilt is gradually disappearing in the years of longing and loneliness, and he feels like giving up.

If the body is completely dominated by the emotion of killing, will it be considered dead?

However, just when he allowed himself to let his emotions completely control his body, suddenly, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and a ray of golden light flew out from the statue in the ruined temple, flying straight towards his body that was neither human nor ghost.

among.

The golden light was like a strip of cloth, repairing his broken body.

Wei Ting discovered that his shrine had been clear for a few quarters of an hour.

"The world is innocent, just like your dead wife." A voice that was somewhat similar to Guangtuan's but not quite the same said, "Do you want her to live again?"

(End of chapter)