Chapter 512

After listening to Wu Chen's explanation, Liu Huimin also clearly realized the seriousness of the matter.

After all, once something happens to Fang Ruoxue, Wu Chen will never give up, so he has a reason to leave now.

Wu Chen left Lvshui village and went straight to the address given by Luo Deshun to catch up with him. Now he can only strive to seize time with Luo Deshun, or the so-called "hatred".

Wu Chen didn't understand why he had to find himself, but for Fang Ruoxue's safety, he had to come.

Luo Deshun's home is an ordinary family building, which is basically an old resident who has lived here for many years.

Therefore, they are quite familiar with each other. When they saw Wu Chen, several enthusiastic aunts said to Wu Chen, "young man, you look strange. Who are you looking for here?"

"I came to see my relatives."

Wu Chen didn't go deep into the matter with them, nodded politely and left quickly.

After entering the building area, Wu Chen felt that the dark and evil power was getting closer and closer to him, and even this power was calling himself, emitting a strong desire.

If there is no wrong guess, this should be the so-called hate.

Following the address given by Luo Deshun, Wu Chen easily found their home. Seems to know that Wu Chen has come, the door did not close, revealing a small gap.

Suddenly, Wu Chen had an ominous premonition - if he opened the door, what would be waiting for him? He doesn't know at all.

But he was puzzled by the flowing wind in the crack of the door: Although this season is very hot, there is no such wind.

Until the evil smell of hate completely disappeared in the house, Wu Chen clearly heard the sound of grief and wailing from inside.

I can hear that voice is really painful!

Do you hate leaving the old man's body? Why else would he?

Thinking of this, Wu Chen bit his teeth and rushed directly into it.

As soon as he entered, he saw the old man sitting in front of the windowsill, quietly watching the scenery outside the window. Although there was only one figure left for him, Wu Chen could still feel the loneliness and sadness in his heart.

In order to be safe, Wu Chen looked again with his psychic eyes and found that the power in the old man's body had really disappeared!

"Here I am, Mr. Luo."

When Luo Deshun heard Wu Chen's voice, he was so frightened that he jumped up from his chair, curled up in a corner in horror and watched Wu Chen with alert eyes.

Seeing him like this, Wu Chen frowned and said in a low voice, "Mr. Luo, I'm Wu Chen. We've met."

"Wu Chen?" Luo Deshun looked at Wu Chen in surprise. He seemed to recognize him and said in surprise, "Mr. Wu, how can you show up here? Can't you just let me die quietly by myself? "

Wu Chen glanced sideways at the small medicine bottle on the ground, his eyes wide open: "did you take medicine just now?"

Luo Deshun did not deny it. He nodded quietly and sighed: "my most filial son has been killed by me. What reason do I have to live in this world?"

"Listen to me, it's not your fault at all. It's the devil who occupies your body."

Wu Chen tried to explain to him, hoping that this would reduce his inner sense of guilt, but he didn't expect Luo Deshun to look at himself and smile bitterly——

"Do you think I don't know there's a devil in me? But at that time, I didn't protect my son. Instead, I watched him die in front of my eyes. What face do I have to live in the world as a father

Seeing the other party's emotion so excited, Wu Chen didn't know what to do for a moment. Can't you just persuade people not to die?

Now Luo Deshun almost has a kind of obsession. After all, no one will feel better if he kills his son himself.

Wu Chen asked cautiously, "Mr. Luo, what did the devil say to you at that time?"

"Said what..." Luo Deshun pondered for a moment, "he has been bewitching me, said what to forget, but that kind of feeling is very bad."

After confirming that Luo Deshun had completely ended his attachment, Wu Chencai slowly came up to Luo Deshun and stretched out a hand to him: "Mr. Luo, give me your hand, and I'll remove the medicine for you."

"I beg you, please..." Luo Deshun suddenly looked up to the sky and roared, "you let me die, let me die, OK? I really don't want to live in this world any more! Will you let me go with my little son? "

Wu Chen looked at Luo Deshun, who was nearly collapsed. He rushed to him, held his hand firmly, and poured spiritual power into his body.

As long as this is the case, he can easily take those sleeping pills to resolve the power of clean. Otherwise, really watching him die in front of his own eyes, Wu Chen really can't forgive himself.

At this time, Wu Chen suddenly heard a small chirp.

This kind of voice contains endless resentment and pain, which makes people feel creepy after listening to it. Because this voice is definitely not from Luo Deshun.

But... The source of the sound is clearly in this room!

Suddenly, Wu Chen thought of the possibility that the reason why he hated him was that he wanted to be attached to himself!

If not, how can you do this kind of routine with yourself?

In the next moment, Luo Deshun's face showed a very strange expression, that kind of Yin Jie feeling is very uncomfortable.

He picked up the fruit knife on the table and ran it straight through his mouth and into his brain.

However, after such a heavy injury, he did not die immediately. Instead, he looked at Wu Chen with tears in his eyes: "run, come... Here."

Wu Chen also wanted to leave here, but he found that his body had no way to move.

The lights in the room kept flashing, and there was a "prick, prick, prick" electric spark, and the fatal shadow had come to Wu Chen.

The beaded sweat had already trickled down Wu Chen's forehead. That feeling made him have no way to resist.

He can only be at his disposal.

When he really faced his hatred, he realized clearly how terrible the so-called evil beast was!