After Rebirth, I Returned to Miaojiang to Inherit My Family Business

It was raining heavily outside, and the snow-bright snake-like lightning tore through the night sky, and the earth instantly became white and bright. Lightning illuminated the entrance of the cave, and it was reflected in the pupils of white rose and emerald eyes.

She looked at Wu Rong with a dazed gaze, fear and terror still covering her face like maggots on the tarsus. She had been immersed in the dark nightmare for too long, the torment, pain and despair made her gradually forget everything, her heart was filled with hatred, and she fell into the darkness completely. Wu Rong looked deeply into her pupils, the eyes like emerald gemstones were beautiful but lifeless.

Just like a baby elephant that was restrained since childhood, even if he grows up to have the strength to break free from everything, he will still be tied by that rope. Baimei had worked hard and prayed, but in the end she found that she would never be able to break through everything and be free. There is no future and no way forward. Her life was torn apart in the torment. Even though they had left the Zhou Family Mansion and the prison, she felt that everything was unreal and a dream.

She imprisoned herself, and as long as she no longer had hope, she would not be hurt.

"You are already dead."

Wu Rong said slowly, seeing her pupils constrict suddenly, her face became even more frightened, and ghostly pearl-colored tears rolled down her cheeks. Wu Rong's tone was still unmoved, but it was his calm and hard face that had a trustworthy power. Bai Mei gradually stopped her tears, looked at Wu Rong sadly and with a hint of hope, and listened carefully.

"You are dead, you are free."

In fact, Bai Mei was imprisoned when she was still alive, and she was not at peace after her death. But when she heard Wu Rong say this, a trace of cautious joy appeared on her face. I'm afraid she fantasized about death countless times when she was tortured. To her death is an easier word than life.

Wu Rong's strength was a little low, and Yin Qi was rampant in his body. After realizing that he could not break through Wu Rong's body, Yin Qi began to blend into his body. This is another unbearable pain, as if thousands of sharp needles have pierced every flesh and blood in the body, and even the breath smells bloody. He didn't have much patience anymore, he pursed his thin lips tightly, and turned his head to indicate Zhou Jin's direction: "He is your living child, your baby."

"Baby, my baby..."

Bai Mei seemed to have regained some sanity, her eyes became clearer, she was still a little apprehensive when she looked at Wu Rong, but there was something more. That is the nobleness hidden deep in the bones. Even if they fall into the abyss of cruelty, some people can still retain the inherent nobleness. Bai Mei, who was raised by the church since she was a child, has a pure and clear temperament, like a gem that has been washed away from the dirt and shines again.

"Police, officer, thank you, thank you."

She murmured, the circles of her eyes were red, she felt a little sad, and the lowered eyelashes couldn't hide the sadness in her eyes. She looked at Zhou Jin who was unconscious, her eyes were blurred, as if she was looking at another person through him.

"Baby, my baby."

"mybaby..."

At this moment, Bai Gu, who was always on guard with Wu Rong, looked out of the cave, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said in a low voice, "Look, cousin!"

"Is Daoist Fu here?"

A golden flame ignited in the dark sky in the distance, and the raging fire filled the cold air with warmth. If it was normal times, Wu Rong would have noticed it earlier, but his condition is really bad now, talking with Bai Mei has exhausted most of his energy, his whole body is almost supported by Bai Gu, and he has a splitting headache. The flames spread like a phoenix soaring across the sky. Fu Qing was the only person Wu Rong knew who had such a bright and intense flame.

Did Fu Qing come? Wu Rong didn't remember revealing her whereabouts. Then why did Fu Qing, who was supposed to be in the Seven Treasures Buddhist Hall, come here?

Did he notice Bai Mei or his ghostly aura, or was he chasing someone? Wu Rong held Bai Gu's hand firmly, signaling to leave the cave now. People from the police station might come soon. If they find out that they are with Bai Mei and Zhou Jin, everything will be unclear. The entrance of the cave is narrow and there is an upward slope. If Wu Rong Baigu wants to leave, he must pass through Baimei.

"baby, mybaby."

Bai Mei murmured softly, her tone full of tenderness and love. It was only then that Wu Rong realized that she had hugged Zhou Jin into her arms at some point, hugged his upper body like a baby, coaxed him in a low voice, and patted his back like a comforting hand. Wu Rong felt something was wrong when he saw it. Zhou Jin's lips were white and his seal was dark, but being a man but being hugged by Li Gui Baimei showed that his yang energy was exhausted.

When Yang Qi is exhausted, people will die soon. Wu Rong's eyes were sharp, and she saw a strong Yin Qi emerging from Zhou Jin's chest, in pieces, like newborn wings. But Bai Mei didn't notice it, she still hugged Zhou Jin and hummed an unknown foreign song. This is a holy and pure requiem that can bring the soul back to peace

"quick."

The heart shrank, as if it had been stabbed by something. An inexplicable and weird sense of solemnity came from the depths of his soul, and Wu Rong immediately ordered Bai Gu briefly. The two stepped over Bai Mei one by one. Bai Gu wanted to push Wu Rong out of the cave first, but it was too narrow for the two men to move. Wu Rong directly pushed Bai Gu, and supported himself against the wall to stand firm.

Without wasting time, Bai Gu got out immediately and turned around to pull Wu Rong. Wu Rong couldn't stand stably. When he stretched out his hand to grab Bai Gu, his body swayed. When he was about to fall down, a hand held onto his shoulder, allowing Wu Rong to regain his footing.

Wu Rong was about to use Bai Gu's strength to go out, but when he raised his head, he froze for a moment. Bai Gu was in front of him, holding onto the rock wall with one hand and pulling Wu Rong with the other.

The hand supporting Wu Rong's shoulder came from behind.

It held Wu Rong's left shoulder, the hand was not big, but it was icy cold.

"Sir"

English comes from behind, pure and authentic, standard pronunciation, melodious, male and female indistinguishable, holy and ethereal, like children in a cathedral choir, the drawn-out tone becomes lighter at the end, silky and light like a feather.

Although the voice was almost identical to Bai Mei's, Wu Rong was extremely sensitive to changes in voice and immediately noticed the strangeness.

This is the young voice of a girl, not Baimei's.

Bai Gu didn't feel the danger, so he pulled Wu Rong away with all his strength. But Wu Rong's body suddenly became heavy, and he remained motionless as if filled with lead.

"cousin?"

Wu Rong couldn't respond, the bone-piercing coldness had quickly spread from his shoulders down to his whole body, and the restless Yin energy in his body was instantly frozen. This feeling was different from meeting Bai Mei for the first time in Zhou Xinhong's study. Wu Rong's soul trembled, and it was the first time that he felt a sense of horror and danger that made his scalp tingle and his hair stand on end. The **** of death seemed to come at this moment, and the sharp sickle that brought death pressed down on his throat.

A girl's pleasant chuckle sounded, and Bai Gu finally realized that something was wrong. Without letting go of Wu Rong, he decisively raised the scepter with the other hand, biting the tip of his tongue and about to spurt blood. But in the next moment, his whole body was stiff, as if he had been turned into a stone statue by the gaze of Medusa. Scarlet lotus patterns crawled up his face like life, and two blood lotus flowers bloomed under the left and right eyelids.

The Yin Qi, which was so strong that it was almost substantive, suddenly struck, instantly intensifying the blood lotus pattern on the back of Bai Gu's neck! And Wu Rong's whole body was in the center of the impact of Yin Qi. The thick black Yin Qi condensed and thickened to the point of suffocation, completely submerging and swallowing people like a swamp, and invaded Wu Rong's body in an instant.

It's not Bai Mei, it's definitely not Bai Mei who brings this feeling!

"Godblessyou (may God bless you

The ethereal female voice sounded behind her again, the infinite and terrifying coercion descended, and the danger of death was shrouded, piercingly chilling! The Gu species screamed in fear, frantically sounding the alarm to Wu Rong. But now Wu Rong was completely unable to move as if he had been frozen, and even his consciousness had become rigid, and he couldn't even summon a big ghost. That extremely cold yin energy seemed to be able to cut off the contract, and Wu Rong could no longer sense the big ghost.

Can no longer rely on external forces, he must save himself. Move, move quickly, move quickly, Wu Rong gritted his teeth and tensed his whole body, but the irresistible terrifying chill still ravaged and spread all over his body. Such a powerful, irresistible force not only freezes the body, but also oppresses the body. The will makes people involuntarily admit defeat and beg for mercy, becoming a slave to fear.

But the strange thing is that Wu Rong is not afraid, especially when the cold takes over from the body to the soul, the anger even far outweighs the fear in the dark. In the depths of his soul, it was as if a lazy beast was sleeping, awakened by the breath of a powerful enemy and roaring angrily. The strange yet familiar cold power was gestating and growing in the depths of his soul, as if something was about to break through the shackles of the soul and gestate. Bouncing back when being impacted by external bad yin qi.

Boom!

The deafening thunder and the explosive sound of Yin Qi colliding exploded at the same time, and the thick Yin Qi pervading Wu Rong's body was swallowed up in an instant. The soaring energy and overly full feeling made Wu Rong feel that the energy in his body had reached its peak, and it was as full as a balloon that had been inflated to its limit, and was about to overflow.

puff.

Wu Rong's fingertips suddenly ignited a cold and dark flame.

When the flame ignited, the depths of the ocean of memory surged, and it seemed that fragments of memory that had been dusty for many years passed by. But Wu Rong didn't care to look at it. The instant the flames ignited at his fingertips, all the dense yin energy around him was swept away. He regained control of his body, and immediately drew out the old Miao knife and slashed at the palm on his shoulder. When it left, Wu Rong stepped out of the cave with one step. , Looking back with a horizontal knife.

Facing the upper pair of indifferent pupils, one black and one white.

The cave should have been dark and dull, but the eyes of 'Bai Mei' were shining. The black and white filaments protruding from Zhou Jin's chest envelop the mother and child like gorgeous wings that are constantly growing. The terrifying and cold breath is coming from Zhou Jin's chest. Where black and white energies are intertwined, a small and delicate shape slowly emerges. Two-color music box phantom.

The moment it appeared, the flame at Wu Rong's fingertips flickered like a candle that was about to go out, almost going out. An infinitely powerful and terrifying coercion came from the music box, and 'Bai Mei' lifted it from Zhou Jin's chest. The black and white music box and her black and white pupils now glowed strangely.

The relic of Saint Vivienne!

The current Baimei is not Baimei, she has been controlled by the spirit in the relic!

Who would have thought that the relics of the saint Vivienne hidden in the bodies of the two generations of Bai Mei and Zhou Jin actually contained spirit bodies!

Wu Rong's body swayed slightly, and the pain and exhaustion seemed to accumulate to the extreme and explode, trying to drag his consciousness into a coma. The icy flames burning at his fingertips drained all the strength in his body, and his body, which was tortured by Yin Qi, couldn't bear any more. The cold flame became weaker and flickered dimly. When the flames were weak, the black and white filamentary energy gushing out from the music box instantly surged, eager to swallow Wu Rong.

Seemingly understanding that Wu Rong was at the end of his strength, there was a mocking smile in the black and white pupils of 'Bai Mei'. Like a vicious predator who plays with its prey, it is willing to wait for Wu Rong to kill himself in his spare time.

But the next moment, she saw Wu Rong wielding the knife with a slightly trembling hand, cutting a **** wound on her left arm.

jingle.

A clear and crisp bell rang out from nowhere, and the ethereal and light blood clothes flew up. The tall and indifferent blood-colored figure changed from blurred to clear like an ink painting. He embraced Wu Rong from behind, magnificent and indifferent, like a demon king descending into the world.

The author has something to say:

Wu Rong playing poker with Daytime Hou

After the day: I will release a piece of Li Gui Baimei

Wu Rong: I will issue a card to hide the ghost king Wu Rong.

After the day: I will release a saint relic spirit body, bomb!

Wu Rong [throws out a big blood-clothed ghost card]: Wang Bo!