People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

Yan's consciousness was gradually recovering. At this time, he seemed to be in an illusory world, and here there was an extremely terrifying giant weirdo standing in the sky staring at him. His head turned out to be a purple spider. The eight spider legs are like his eyes, constantly swaying as if they are blinking. And his body is made of condensed blood, exuding a bloody aura. Everything seemed so strange, yet so harmonious.

"Is this the place where the dead go to die?"

Yan looked around this strange world with a calm expression. He knew that he was dead. He didn't have a trace of fear now, and the dead people had nothing to fear. He once read in a book that people who died would go to a strange world. In that world, it was full of strange things, and the scene in front of him was basically very different from the place of death he imagined.

Then a trace of worry appeared on Yan's face, "I don't know if Xie Yue escaped."

"Yan, do you still have any regrets?" The giant spider-headed monster on the horizon made a hoarse and penetrating voice.

Yan looked at the giant on the horizon, guessing that he should be the God of Death in charge of this place of death. Faced with his inquiry, Yan did not feel fear, his eyes were full of perseverance, and he replied confidently: "To protect the Spirit Hall. Die with honor and truly die without regrets.”

"Isn't that girl named Hu Liena a regret in your heart?" the terrifying giant asked.

Hearing this, Yan smiled calmly and said: "Of course it's not a regret. Regret refers to something that happens because you can't control it or can't remedy it. In my heart, Hu Liena can't be regarded as a regret. It can only be said that my wish has not yet been fulfilled." Because I understand that no matter what I do, she will not like me, so she is not my regret. "

I saw the spider legs on the head of the giant on the horizon shaking constantly, as if he agreed with Yan's statement, "I am very satisfied with your answer. I have another question, if Wuhun Palace asks you to do something that is contrary to the glory of Wuhun Palace in the future. What would you choose? For example, if you were asked to kill some unarmed ordinary people, what would you do? "

As soon as he said this, Yan fell into deep thought. After a long time, he gave his answer, "I will follow the arrangements of Wuhun Palace and kill them."

"But isn't this tantamount to giving up that honor? It goes against justice? Isn't it because of this honor that you chose to die with the evil soul master?"

"I am not a saint. I also have my own selfish motives. I have been an orphan since I was a child. I have been homeless and have been bullied everywhere. It was Wuhun Temple who adopted me and raised me. For me, Wuhun Palace The temple is my home. If my family asks me to do something, I will do it. Even if I know it is wrong, I will do it because I know that when I receive any bullying, justice will not be done. Anyone with a strong fist can grasp justice, and Wuhundian will definitely help and kill those who bully me."

"So I chose to follow the arrangements of Wuhun Palace. Also, the evil soul master and I died together, not only because of the honor of the duty of Wuhun Palace, but more importantly, to keep my brother Xie Yue alive. For him, I just chose to blow myself up.”

Yan's face was full of determination. Even if he faced the "god of death" in front of him, he still had his own pride. He would never forget the glory brought to him by Wuhun Palace. This was also his belief.

"I didn't expect you to be such a person. It seems I don't know enough about you. So if you could have another chance, what would you do?" the giant asked slowly.

"If there is really another chance, then I will work hard to practice, strive to eradicate all the evil soul masters in the mainland, and defend the glory of Wuhun Palace!" Yan responded firmly.

"Then how would you face the girl you like?"

"I will not provoke her again. Today's battle with the evil soul master made me understand how important it is to work hard to improve my strength. If I had spent all the time I spent pestering Nana on training, the two of us would not be able to do anything today. Will encounter such a big crisis, Xie Yue will not be severely damaged, all the reasons for this are on me. "

Yan's eyes became firm, and he clenched his hands into fists. He hated himself for being too weak, and hated that he was not strong enough. He couldn't even protect his dearest brother, and even at the most critical moment, he couldn't guarantee it even if he sacrificed his life. Xie Yue escaped safely, and it was all his fault.

"Sometimes, giving up is another kind of gain. I hope you can stick to what you say."

After saying that, the giant in the sky stretched out its blood-red giant hand and grabbed Yan. Yan just floated slowly in mid-air without any movement. He allowed the giant to catch him. He understood that this was probably the time when the God of Death was about to send him to death.

Just like that, as the giant hand grabbed Yan, he temporarily lost consciousness.

In the outside world, Yan has fully recovered at this time, except that his consciousness has not completely returned, and Jun Yi is now guiding his soul to revive his consciousness, and those questions just now were asked by Jun Yi to confirm Yan. What is his nature? If he is really a bad person, then Jun Yi will extract his soul and keep his body as a container for others to seize his body. However, Yan's answer made Jun Yi very satisfied. He also decided to resurrect it completely.

After his soul awakened and his consciousness recovered, Yan's body gradually responded and trembled.

"Resurrection! My... well, something seems a little wrong." Jun Yi originally wanted to recreate the famous scene of Tang Buddha, but he didn't know what adjectives to use to describe Yan.

Then, Yan slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a man wearing a spider mask and a red robe, who was exactly the same as the "God of Death" he had just seen.

"Am I passing away? Then why did the God of Death appear in front of me again?" Yan said slowly.

Jun Yi looked at Yan's stunned look and said in a low and hoarse voice: "You wake up, stand up and take two steps to see if you are lame."

"What do you mean? Am I not dead?" Yan asked doubtfully.

Jun Yi turned his head silently and reminded Yan: "Don't talk about whether you are dead or not. You put on some clothes first. Although there is no one here now, but you are naked, if you are seen by someone passing by, you will think I pout you, I'm not as good as Long Yang."

Yan looked at his body in surprise and found that he was naked, but there was not a single wound on his body. Even the scars from previous injuries had disappeared, which made him extremely shocked. . . . . .