nownovels Chapter 177 Suicide Fight
Chapter 177 Suicide Fight
After thinking for a while, Leng Xing looked at Angel seriously.
Cupped her cheeks in both hands.
"There is something that you may not know, and I have never told you."
While speaking, Leng Xing slowly took off his shirt, then turned around, and the word "crime" appeared in front of Angel.
Her little hand slowly reached out to the word "crime", stroking it lightly, for fear that Leng Xing would feel pain.
Due to the precipitation of time, the word sin has formed a scar, and some faint flames can be vaguely seen in the scar.
This is to prevent the wound from healing too quickly, so the monks in black, still in the scar, blessed some spiritual power.
As a result, the scar will heal, but it will also fester. Over time, it has formed the current appearance.
After getting dressed, Leng Xing turned around and looked at Angel again.
"Look, this scar is also what makes me different from other people."
"Everyone is actually different, but there are more or less gaps between each other."
"Although Aunt Sun is over 60 now, her voice is still the same as that of the little girl of the [-]th and [-]th. This is also her difference."
"Look, the little girl from Aunt Wang's family looks like a kid."
And so on, Leng Xing told Angel a lot, just to prevent her from feeling that she was a different kind.
Under the screen, Angel, who saw this scene, couldn't help feeling a dull pain in her heart.
Her eye sockets also gradually began to turn red.
She remembered what happened at that time.
During that time, although she had already lived on the mainland for three or four years.
The figure is also similar to that of the girl next door. That's because when she became a weapon spirit, she came out randomly, and she couldn't help it, nor could anyone master it.
It's similar to animal figures.
However, her mentality is about the same as that of an ordinary three or four year old child.
Three- and four-year-old children are extremely sensitive to other people's emotions.
She felt that she was different from other people.
After Leng Xing lifted his deepest scars and showed her.
Only then did Angel feel that she was actually no different from other people.
But what she didn't know was that the word "crime" was the biggest pain in Leng Xing's heart.
After that day, every time Leng Xing drew formations or went hunting in the mountains, he would take off his shirt.
Not because of anything else, but because of Angel, he wanted to tell Angel that she was not the only one special, not the only one who was different from others.
"Master, why don't you put on your clothes, so you won't catch cold."
"Haha, they wear clothes, and I like to take them off, isn't that different, right?"
"Everyone has different ideas in their hearts. We can't force our own ideas into others, and naturally others can't let us live according to their ideas."
Just these few words made Angel's figure start to tremble.
From that day on, Leng Xing took Angel away.
He can't go where there are monks, because the monks are basically those monks in black, even if they are not, they will fight against Fazong's people and hate them to the bone.
They hated Leng Xing, even if they couldn't kill him, they would reject him.
Therefore, Leng Xing had no choice but to take Angel with him and started wandering around.
He didn't care about the eyes of these people, so naturally he didn't think there was anything.
Unlike before, Leng Xing did not choose to contact those people this time.
Instead, take Angel, live in some places randomly, and then change places.
They seldom enter cities or villages. They really need to exchange some things before going there.
In this way, they wandered around together for a long time.
During this period of time, the situation on the mainland has gotten worse and worse.
This time it was not because of the demon clan, but because of the monks on the mainland.
"My lord, I heard from the old woman who sells cakes that the monks from the next village have left, and they are off to fight the remnants of the formation sect."
"I also inquired about something."
"It seems that some demon clan is planning to control the next village, so the nearby villages are all planning to move. Do we want to leave too?"
Leng Xing didn't answer, but ate the cake mechanically, bite by bite.
He seemed to be thinking about something in his mind.
After he left, the descendants of the Formation Sect hoarded a lot of weapons in his way.
Therefore, the time to confront the monks head-on has come.
They were killing each other.
However, the hole in the sky is still hanging high in the sky.
The Heavenly Demon clan on the mainland has missed the boat now.
The monks and the descendants of the Formation Sect were fighting, and when they fought together, the Heavenly Demons followed.
Either collect the weapons of some dead monks, or the formations drawn by the descendants of the formation sect.
Or it is to attribute the nearby villages to his subordinates.
"What they did was really want to ruin the Formation Sect completely. Hey." Leng Xing couldn't help sighing.
Angel didn't understand what Leng Xing was talking about, she just sat beside him and accompanied him quietly.
The battle sounds of the Formation Sect and the monks also reached Leng Xing's ears at this time.
"Come on, for the sake of our descendants not to bear the notoriety, who are you killing?"
"If you don't succeed, you will be benevolent. Chong, no one should back down."
"I'd rather die than be humiliated by these people anymore. They killed us generation after generation. It's too much."
Not only the village of the Formation Sect at that time, but now the voice is everywhere in the mainland.
The people of the Formation Sect roared, picked up the weapons in their hands, and rushed towards one monk after another.
Those monks, who were aloof at first, are a little scared now.
It has been a month since the formation sect started to resist.
They didn't feel anything at first, but until the people from the Formation Sect rushed out from their village.
They felt that something was wrong, and then they were ready to slaughter them again, keep some of them, and raise them again, just like before.
But they underestimated the determination of the formation sect this time.
A member of the Formation Sect stepped forward, holding a glowing dagger, and stabbed a monk in the chest in an instant.
The cultivator looked shocked, followed by an expression of disbelief. He felt that the spiritual power in his body could not be gathered and could not repair his body.
Can't even move.
Even self-destruct is impossible.
A monk rushed over and killed the member of the Formation Sect.
Just as he was hugging the injured monk, a member of the Formation Sect also stabbed him with a sword.
The almost suicidal battle is still going on...