Chapter 227 Wake Up

"Am I a devil?"

Guang Lingui's body trembled.

The unbelievable expression in his eyes began to spread, like a spark on the withered yellow grass in late autumn, instantly starting a prairie fire, invading his entire eyeball.

"How can I be a devil?" He questioned loudly, but his voice was filled with fear that even he himself could not explain.

"What is your name?" The old voice in his mind rang out again. It was deep and gloomy, but it carried a soul-stirring and strange magic power.

"My name is… Guang… Lin…" Guang Lingui muttered to himself in a daze. For some reason, the fear in his heart grew stronger with his words.

"Bodhisattva Guan Zizai, go deeper like Boluomi" The old voice sounded again.

This time, Guang Lingui recognized their difference.

Although there was no difference in tone or timbre, it was clear that the rhythm in the eyes hidden beneath the voice was heaven and earth different.

One was dignified, while the other was full of ghosts and spirits.

"Old bald donkey, when are you going to stop me?" Guang Lingui's words were interrupted by the sudden recitation of the scriptures, and the ghost voice in his mind fell into rage. He roared loudly, and the loud voice caused Guang Lingui's eardrums to tremble.

"The Sea of Bitterness is boundless." Lin Ran replied in a calm tone, but it also concealed the might of the heavens.

"You still want to cross me?" The ghost's voice sneered with contempt. "Who can you cross? A piece of trash who has trapped you in place for two hundred years. You can't cross the world, you can't cross yourself, and you can't cross me!"

As soon as this voice fell, a huge pressure exploded in Guang Lingui's mind. Guang Lingui's eyes blurred and he fell to the ground again.

"Kid, tell me, what's your name?" Then, the ghost's voice sounded again.

"Benefactor, put down the butcher's knife and immediately become a Buddha." Lin Ran's voice followed closely behind, arriving as expected.

At that moment, Guang Lingui felt as if there were two people living in his body. They used his body as a battlefield to kill each other, and his body was also torn to pieces by that kind of fighting. He covered his head and rolled on the ground, roaring like a wild beast.

"Little brat, think about it. How did Liu Dazhuang die? Where is Liu Dingdang now? Think about what you've seen. Which point is true and which point is false?"

"Is there really a Buddha in this world?"

"If so, where was the Buddha when the good guy was in trouble?"

"Rather than believing in such an illusory thing, it would not be like converting to my devil."

"Buddha doesn't cross people, demons cross by themselves!"

The ghost's voice sounded again. He was like the last straw that crushed the camel to death. Guang Lingui's tumbling body suddenly stopped. He widened his bloody eyes and looked at the surrounding villagers who were looking at him.

"If Liu Dazhuang deserves to die, what about them?" The ghostly voice asked again. This time, he completely suppressed the cold voice.

"They … naturally deserve to die as well." Guang Lingui murmured, his eyes gradually turning bloody.

"Yeah, they deserve to die, but they're still alive. Then shouldn't we do something?"

"What are you doing?" Guang Lingui asked in a daze.

"Kill them." The voice sounded like words, and the bewitching intent in his tone became even more intense.

"Kill them!" Guang Lingui 's body suddenly stood up. At that moment, his clear voice became incomparably hoarse, as if it had been squeezed out of his throat.

Strands of black aura began to gush out from the pores of his entire body, surrounding his body, supporting his current appearance to become even more ferocious and terrifying.

"What … what are you going to do?" The villagers also saw that Guang Lingui was unusual at this moment. They subconsciously retreated a few steps and looked at Guang Lingui vigilantly.

"Tell me your name!" The ghost's voice urged in his mind.

The corner of Guang Lingui's mouth suddenly curled into a smile. His lips, which had turned crimson from being covered in blood, slowly opened at that moment.

"My name is Guang Lingui."

This time, he answered the question straightforwardly without any hesitation.

Boom!

As soon as this voice fell, the ghost's voice in his mind dissipated, and the shackles in his body suddenly shattered.

The imprisoned thing immediately surged out like an uncaged beast, rushing into his limbs and bones in an instant.

At this moment, his unparalleled strength returned to his body.

Feeling that familiar and powerful force, Guang Lingui 's heart suddenly gained some enlightenment.

He looked at the villagers of Niutou Village whose faces were filled with fear as if they had seen a ghost. The smile on his face was even more intense, "My name is Guang Lingui."

"I'm…"

"True Devil Crossing the World."

He whispered, but there was a strange rhythm in his deep voice.

He was like a descending king, a fallen exiled immortal.

At that moment, the surrounding villagers couldn't help but feel an urge to worship him.

However, this thought had just arisen in their minds, and it would forever remain at this moment.

"Now, I am in the name of True Devil."

"Give the guilty a death sentence."

Guang Lingui said. The smile on his face looked strange and ferocious in the dense night.

As soon as those words fell, the bodies of more than 200 village names in Niutou Village trembled and their faces instantly turned pale. Afterwards, they covered their necks tightly with fear and horror, and fresh blood began to spill out of their orifices.

After a series of tragic cries, all the villagers fell at the entrance of Niutou Village in an extremely horrible and horrible manner.

They're dead.

In just a few breaths of time, they felt incomparable fear and pain, and then they died with this pain, regardless of age or gender.

Guang Lingui, on the other hand, did not even look at the corpses on the ground. He turned around and narrowed his blood-red eyes to look in the direction where Boss Tiger had left. He smiled and said,

"You're next."

…

The horse hooves of the bandits were dusty. Liu Dingdang, who was sitting on the horse back, was tied with the reins of the tiger boss. She could not move and could only be slaughtered like a lamb.

She didn't panic too much.

She just wanted to wait for Boss Tiger to bury Liu Dazhuang and find an opportunity to leave this world.

The people and things here made her feel disgusted. She had no memories of this world, as for death? It was just a relief to her.

The horses galloped on the mountain road, bumpy and rugged.

However, Liu Dingdang was still unaware of this. Her body swayed up and down like a puppet as the horse jolted. The expression in her eyes was numb and empty.

This was in stark contrast to the joyful Tiger Boss.

Originally, he only wanted to use You Lao San's injuries to blackmail those bumpkins from Niutou Village, but he didn't want to actually pick up such a beautiful woman. He was naturally very pleased with himself, and as for Liu Dingdang's feelings … Boss Tiger didn't care. Overlord had done so much to force his way to the bow, so he naturally wasn't lacking this one.

"Whoosh!"

However, just as Boss Tiger was thinking about how he would play with the lovely little lady when he returned today, a black figure suddenly appeared on the mountain path in front of him, standing like a sculpture in the middle of the Grand Dao.

Boss Tiger's heart tightened as he grabbed the reins with one hand, and nearly a hundred bandits behind him also stopped at that moment.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost in front of us!" Boss Tiger was able to stand firmly in Niutou Mountain in such a chaotic world. Naturally, there was something extraordinary about him. He quickly regained his senses and shouted loudly at that figure.

However, halfway up Niutou Mountain, there were only crow birds hissing and no other sounds.

The figure standing like a ghost on the mountain path did not respond to him. He was still standing there, motionless.

The atmosphere in the mountains was a little strange.

Boss Tiger swallowed a mouthful of saliva. This was Niutou Mountain, and there was no place to go. If someone died here, he would throw the corpse down the mountain. Not to mention the current chaotic times, even in the past, he would only be able to leave behind a reputation as a dead man. In such a place, he led more than a hundred bandits. If the other party wasn't an idiot, if he dared to block his path like this, then he would definitely have something to rely on.

Boss Tiger wouldn't naively think that he could run rampant by relying on his hundreds of men. This world was too big, and true experts could kill them all with just a wave of his hand. It was precisely because of this reverence that Boss Tiger had lived to this day.

"Senior, do you have any intention of coming here? You said clearly that as long as someone has a tiger, there is no ambiguity." Boss Tiger, who had figured this out, immediately changed his address and spoke in a much more respectful tone.

"Is that so?" This time, the black figure did not remain silent.

His voice sounded abruptly in the silent mountains, like the shrill howls of a wolf in the forest.

Hearing this, Boss Tiger felt a little relieved. It seemed that the other party was only asking for money. He gritted his teeth and secretly told himself to stabilize the other party before exploring the truth and making a decision.

"Senior, just open your mouth. Tiger will definitely not refuse."

"Alright." The figure in the darkness nodded. Boss Tiger took the opportunity to stretch out the torch in his hand to see the other party's appearance through this gap. Strangely enough, the night seemed to freeze in front of that person. Whether it was the starlight in the sky or the flames in his hand, when they landed in front of that person, they were all cut off by the dense night. In the end, he still couldn't see that person's appearance clearly.

"Then give me your lives." At this moment, that person's voice sounded again.

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Boss Tiger frowned, "Senior, what do you mean?"

"Don't you understand?" The man asked, his deep voice sounding like it was coming from a few miles away, as if it was coming from all directions.

The dense darkness in front of him also slowly dissipated at that moment, revealing the face that was wrapped beneath it with a fierce whip that was like a poisonous snake.

"I want your lives."

"It's you!" When he saw that person's appearance, Boss Tiger's heart trembled and his expression changed drastically.

However, just as he exclaimed, a dense black aura surged out from the figure's body. In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of Boss Tiger and the others and enveloped their bodies.

Afterwards, waves of miserable screams suddenly sounded from the quiet mountainside of Niutou Mountain, but they were also heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching.

That person did not pay attention to this scene that was like a purgatory in the mortal world for a moment. He took steps, his thin body passed through the crowd that fell to the ground and wailed, and arrived in front of the only figure among the crowd that was not contaminated by this black gas.

He hooked his body in front of that person, and under the stunned gaze of the other party, he reached out and picked him up.

"Good and evil must be repaid in the end. Since there is no Buddha to do it,"

"Then from now on, it will be up to you and me."

"How is it?"

The person in her arms was stunned when she heard this. She blinked her eyes, and a light suddenly lit up in her originally dull pupils.

"Alright!" Then, she nodded heavily and wrapped her hands around the man's neck. A pungent smell of blood spread from the black figure to the tip of her nose. However, for some reason, she felt that the taste was wonderful to the extreme at that time, as if it was sweet wine that made her intoxicated.

She took a deep look at the man and didn't say anything else. She just buried her head deep into his embrace.

As a result, two small bodies surrounded each other and passed through the wailing evil spirits on the ground.

Along the way, they walked very slowly.

His steps were firm and slow, and his expression was solemn and solemn, as if he was entering a ceremony.

About the world, about them.

As they walked, the starlight extinguished.

Darkness surged from his silhouette.

The darkness wrapped around them like a tidal wave until they were completely devoured.

…

After an unknown amount of time, the hundreds of corpses on the mountainside of Niutou Mountain had become somewhat stiff.

At that time, a black-robed figure suddenly walked over from afar.

He came to the corpses all over the ground and used his bloody eyes to sweep through them, as if he wanted to see some clues from them.

He watched for a long time until the sky brightened slightly.

Only then did a different expression appear in his eyes, as if he was laughing…

His scarlet lips slowly opened at that moment.

He said softly.

"Li Dongjun, you're finally awake."

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