Divorced Actor Picking Up Garbage - Chap 176

“Chen Ce!” Yin Qinghe shouted immediately.

Xie Chence immediately took out the formation board and quickly began to change formations.

At this time, the seven great gods slowly opened their eyes, and the halberds in their hands pointed directly towards the east of the formation.

Countless bats collided with the raised spirit hood, constantly making bang bang noises.

After these bats died, they all turned into purple poisonous smoke, which continued to corrode the spirit shield.

At this time, Yin Qinghe was taking out the essence of Jing Shaoci from Yan Zixiu’s body.

At the same moment, his avatar also opened his eyes.

“Lu Wuchen, if you dare to step forward again, I will kill you right here.” Yin Qinghe’s tone was very sharp.

“Ah.”

A sarcasm full of laughter came into the ears of the two clearly, as if this person was standing in front of them right now.

“Yin Qinghe, do you think you can stop me?”

After saying this, Lu Wuchen took off the hood on his head, revealing a handsome face.

Although this face is beautiful, but Lu Wuchen’s eyes are too cold, coupled with his pale skin that has no blood color, his whole body is full of aura.

He looked up at the incarnation of Yin Qinghe in the formation, and said word by word: “I only want Zixiu.”

“You want Xiao Wu, unless I die.” Yin Qinghe gritted his teeth.

Lu Wuchen let out an extremely cold laugh, “Yin Qinghe, you have already died once. Your good apprentice destroyed my entire dynasty of Daxuan in order to avenge you.”

At this time, all the defenders will take action, and the ground will start to shake strongly.

Xie Chence kept changing his formation, but Lu Wuchen released too many dirty things, and the spirit shield was about to collapse.

At this time, Lu Wuchen raised his right hand to summon the blood corpse puppet, and confronted the god general head-on.

He stepped on the countless broken corpses of poisonous insects on the ground, and walked towards the gate step by step.

“The Daxuan Dynasty originally had 600 years of national luck, but the dragon’s veins were cut off, and the luck was also deprived. He ruined the entire country of my Lu family.”

Speaking of this, Lu Wuchen suddenly changed his tone of nostalgia, and said: “But even so, I still love him very much.”

“You don’t have to be a fucking disgusting person here!!” Yin Qinghe scolded while fighting, and said: “If your father hadn’t coveted my inner alchemy for immortality, how could Xiao Wu be stained with blood? Now you dare to repeat the old things Mention, what kind of beast are you, dare to be so shameless?!”

As soon as the words fell, the spirit sword in his hand split a blood corpse, but in the blink of an eye, dozens of puppets stood up again.

Lu Wuchen’s abuse of him seemed to be commonplace, and there was even a pleasant smile on his face.

“These blood corpses are all refined from the essence of Zixiu. If you kill one more body, his essence will be weaker. You can try it as a master. When can you kill his essence?” Chopped.”

After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand, and the glowing light in his palm was Yan Zixiu’s soul.

At this time, Yin Qinghe’s body was closing his eyes tightly, and he was also holding a ball of spirit in his hand.

His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and his corroded fingers in the black mist kept trembling.

To kill Lu Wuchen, for the current Yin Qinghe, there is no need to spend so much trouble.

But Lu Wuchen connected Yan Zixiu’s soul to himself, and once he died, Yan Zixiu’s soul would be incomplete forever.

Yin Qinghe, who came out of his body, began to be attacked from both sides. He even asked Xie Chence to control the generals to prevent them from attacking the blood corpses.

“Use me to transform the bondage, the human nature is peaceful, and the Xuanzu is passed on to the outside world, the earth protects the gate of heaven, and the—”

Eight golden gates fell from the sky, Yin Qinghe’s mouth was bleeding, and he surrounded all the blood corpses with his last spiritual power.

Seeing this, Lu Wuchen raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, and said, “That’s all.”

He took out a dark red box from his sleeve, opened the top cover, and whispered: “Go.”

“Roar——”

A nightmare dragon covered in pus and blood suddenly appeared out of thin air, and green saliva dripped continuously from between his teeth, smashing holes in the ground.

Yanlong flicked his tail and smashed directly at Yin Qinghe, he flew into the air quickly, flipped his wrist and slashed down the spirit sword vertically.

But the moment the sword body stabbed the dragon’s tail, the tip of the sword quickly turned black, and the entire spirit sword was stained with turbidity in a blink of an eye.

Yin Qinghe immediately withdrew his sword, bit his fingertips and wiped across the sword.

But at this time Yanlong had already turned his body and rushed towards Wenmei Pavilion.

Yin Qinghe wanted to stop it, but the aura of half of his body was covering Jing Shaoci’s spirit at this moment, and he couldn’t turn the situation around at all.

Seeing this, Xie Chence immediately threw away the formation disk in his hand, and hugged Yin Qinghe’s body horizontally.

Just when he finally carried Jing Shaoci out, Yanlong slammed into the entire main building with its top corner, and the beams and countless tiles on it fell directly. At this moment, Xie Chence exhausted all his strength to knock Jing Shao The words flew out, but he was buried by the collapsed rubble.

“Chen Policy!!!”

Yin Qinghe’s eyes turned red instantly, and he rushed over like crazy.

Seeing his appearance, Lu Wuchen took out two silver needles and threw them into the air. After they stopped, the needle tips began to stir with his finger movements.

At this time, Yanlong also seemed to have received some orders, and plunged into the ruins.

At this time, Yin Qinghe’s avatar was extremely weak and could no longer maintain it.

Jing Shaoci’s spirit had returned to his body, his fingers began to tremble slightly in a coma.

Yanlong picked up Xie Chence from the ruins biting his arm, but just as he was about to bite, Lu Wuchen raised his hand: “Slow down.”

At the same time as the voice fell, Yin Qinghe’s body had already awakened.

He jumped up, and a powerful golden light burst out from his body.

“Yin Qinghe, it’s easy for you to kill this nightmare dragon, but before it explodes and dies, Xie Chence will definitely not be able to live.”

Lu Wuchen’s figure appeared above Yanlong’s head, he slowly raised the corners of his lips, and said in a light tone: “Apprentice and husband, you can only choose one.”

Yin Qinghe’s right hand that raised the sword had blue veins. At this moment, Xie Chence opened the left eye that was not stained with blood, and then touched the dagger at his waist.

“Xiaohe…” His voice was extremely weak, but there was still a gentle smile on his face, “Protect Xiaowu.”

Yin Qinghe yelled as if his eyes were cracked, and watched helplessly as Xie Chence stabbed the dagger into his right arm.

Just when he was about to cut off his arm, Lu Wuchen made Yanlong let go of his mouth.

Yin Qinghe flew to catch Xie Chence, and after placing him on the ground, he immediately sealed the wound on the opponent’s body with spiritual energy.

“Lu, Wu, Dust—”

Lu Wuchen also knew that he had forced Yin Qinghe to this point, and he would definitely not be able to get out of here alive today.

But it doesn’t matter, he was originally here to die.

Just when Yin Qinghe raised his sword and slashed at him, Lu Wuchen neither turned nor avoided, standing straight in place as if trapped.

The moment the spirit sword pierced his chest and abdomen, he grabbed Yin Qinghe’s sword body with his bare hands.

Black and red blood kept dripping from mid-air, Lu Wuchen said with red eyes: “You misunderstood me, Zixiu is my beloved, how could I be willing to hurt him even a little bit.”

Yin Qinghe sneered, and after dissolving the spirit sword, he grabbed his collar tightly and punched his head one after another.

Until half of Lu Wuchen’s skull was sunken, Yin Qinghe still didn’t stop.

But even though Lu Wuchen became this inhuman and ghost-like appearance, he still didn’t die.

“You used sorcery to make yourself into such a disgusting appearance, and you have done so many evil things, what right do you have to mention his name?!”

Black blood dripped from Lu Wuchen’s mouth and nose, and a ho ho sound came out of his throat.

“But this time I came… just… just to return his spirit…”

Yin Qinghe laughed back angrily, pinched his neck and said, “Do you think I will still believe what you say?”

Lu Wuchen smiled in relief, and suddenly raised his right hand to grab at his chest.

The fingertips wrapped in faint black mist directly inserted into his heart, and after Lu Wuchen personally tore off his own lifeline, Yan Zixiu’s soul also slowly floated up from his body.

“He is…free…”

Yin Qinghe was startled suddenly, he subconsciously let go of his fingers, and Lu Wuchen fell to the ground heavily from mid-air.

Before dying, he still struggled to crawl towards Yan Zixiu’s direction, even if his limbs were severed, Lu Wuchen still crawled forward with his body crawling.

Just one look, just one look.

At this time, the soul also leaped towards Yan Zixiu’s body, and just as it merged into his soul, a satisfied smile appeared on Lu Wuchen’s face.

“I want him to live forever… I hate you to the bone…”

“Look at how you two stay together…”

What he likes most is to see how the gods who save the common people go to hell.

Lu Wuchen loves Yan Zixiu deeply, but he also hates Yan Zixiu.

But what he hates the most is that in a different life, Yan Zixiu still loves Jing Shaoci.

Just when Lu Wuchen lost his anger, he did one last thing.

He sacrificed his soul with his remaining breath, and exchanged the end of his soul for the awakening of Jing Shaoci’s past life memories.

But Lu Wuchen wanted Jing Shaoci to only remember the past and never forget the day when the truth came to light.

There was a smile on the corner of his lips, and his body was completely turned into blood.

A mass of dark red spells silently sank into Jing Shaoci’s chest, and when Yin Qinghe found out, it was already too late.

This is the curse of the death sacrifice, even if he realized it immediately, he couldn’t stop it at all.

The spirit sword fell to the ground, and he knelt down heavily, his whole body trembling uncontrollably.

Tears continued to drip down Yin Qinghe’s chin, and in an instant, he let out a heart-wrenching growl from his throat.

At this moment, Yan Zixiu slowly opened his eyes.

As soon as he sat up, he saw Yin Qinghe lying on the ground, as if in great pain.

“Master!” “Shan, and. 氵, タ”

He immediately ran over and held Yin Qinghe’s arm, but the other party refused to get up.

Yan Zixiu looked at the wound on his body, and was about to use spiritual energy to heal him when he was grabbed by the hand.

“Xiao Wu…” Yin Qinghe raised his head, eyes filled with grief, “You can go with Master.”

Yan Zixiu was taken aback, not understanding why Master would say such words suddenly.

He looked at Yin Qinghe and murmured: “Master, Jing Shaoci is here…”

“He won’t love you anymore.”

Yan Zixiu’s pupils suddenly dilated, and he didn’t even realize that he subconsciously shook his head.

“It’s impossible.”

Even if the master said this sentence, he would not believe it.

Listening to his firm tone, Yin Qinghe had a bitter expression on his face.

He knew that under such circumstances, Xiao Wu would never give up no matter what.

Yin Qinghe closed her eyes in despair, then stood up supporting Yan Zixiu’s arm.

“Master, help you find a way, definitely… help you find a way.”

Yin Qinghe muttered to himself in despair, while raising his hand to touch his face.

He looked into Yan Zixiu’s eyes, and slowly said: “Xiao Wu, you have forgotten some things, but Jing Shaoci remembered it.”

Yin Qinghe’s voice choked and said: “He won’t forgive you.”

Yan Zixiu looked at him anxiously, and even stammered, “Why, what did I do, him, why didn’t he forgive me?”

As soon as the words fell, his head suddenly swelled and ached.

But in the blink of an eye, the pain ripped through his body, causing Yan Zixiu to clenched his teeth.

Yin Qinghe immediately held his hand and tried to relieve him with the little spiritual power left, but it didn’t work at all.

Yan Zixiu hugged his head, and couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan.

Countless incomplete pictures were embedded in his mind, and those memories that had dissipated began to stir up, as if being pulled out of his soul by a big invisible hand.

Yin Qinghe hugged his trembling and unknowing body into his arms, tears kept sliding down his cheeks.

“Little five, little five…”

Yan Zixiu’s eyes began to turn black, and the pain eroded away all his strength, and it didn’t take long for him to fall into a coma.

He seemed to have had a very long dream, all the pictures of the past life and the present life interspersed together, in this dream, it was all about Jing Shaoci.

When Yan Zixiu opened his eyes, his back was completely soaked.

He forced himself to sit up and found himself lying in the bedroom of Tianyun Pavilion.

Just when his eyes were dazed, the paper bird placed beside his pillow flew up, and Yin Qinghe’s voice was uttered with its mouth opening and closing.

“Xiao Wu, Lu Wuchen cast a curse on Jing Shaoci, so he only remembers what happened 32 years ago in Chongwu, but I have already thought of a way to break the curse, please wait for me when I come back.”

Although he just woke up, Yan Zixiu’s face was extremely pale.

He remembered everything.

Remember what should be forgotten and what should not be forgotten.

At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the door: “You’re awake.”

Yan Zixiu raised his head suddenly, just in time to see Jing Shaoci walking in.

He got out of bed immediately, but when he stood still, he didn’t know how to speak.

The two just looked at each other without speaking.

Jing Shaoci looked at him, and suddenly laughed mockingly.

“Yan Zixiu, you originally said that you were full of crimes in your previous life, and your crimes were heinous. I don’t believe it.”

Listening to his tone, Yan Zixiu felt a biting coldness all over his body.

After Jing Shaoci finished speaking, he walked towards him step by step.

“But I remember now.” He stopped in front of Yan Zixiu, and said word by word: “You really deserve to die.”

Only now did Yan Zixiu see clearly what he was holding.

It is a sharp dagger.

Yan Zixiu shifted his empty gaze to Jing Shaoci’s face, like a marionette without a soul.

After an unknown amount of time, he opened his chapped lips, “You’re going to kill me.”

Jing Shaoci’s eyes were sour and hot, but his heart was as cold as ice.

“Yan Zixiu, do you still remember how I begged you in death row when you slaughtered me and sealed the palace?”