I, the Great Emperor Fengdu, are you trying to trick me into playing with strange rules?

The sudden change made everyone stunned.

Hua Wujue has no psychological burden, because these people are not clean, and if they are killed, they will be killed.

According to the laws of the underworld, these people are also going to be cast into the animal path.

Now it's just early retribution....

On the other side....

The old village chief touched his blood-stained face, his pupils suddenly dilated, and he sat down at the base of the wall as if he had seen a ghost.

The surrounding villagers were also screaming in fear, and their hands were shaking like sifting chaff.

Tools such as hoes were all thrown on the ground.

Where have honest villagers ever seen such a bloody and terrifying occasion?

Squatting on the ground with her head in her hands, tears streaming down her face, there were words in her mouth: "Don't do our business, it's none of our business!"

Meng Xiaoying also opened her mouth slightly, and she couldn't close it for a long time.

Doubts and incomprehension flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"What just happened?"

Although Meng Xiaoying has a group of ghosts and wolves to take care of, she has never seen this kind of real, one-word life and death.

The impact is needless to say.

But just the voice....

"You did this?" Meng

Xiaoying looked at Hua Wujue and asked in disbelief.

Hua Wujue smiled slightly: "I said, I will not let any guilty person escape, nor will I let any innocent person be harmed."

Meng Xiaoying was stunned.

Only then did she begin to look carefully at the angry man in front of her.

Mengjiazhuang is located in the mountains, and most of the villagers are croppers with their backs to the loess.

The face is rough, and the body is sunburned to a wheat color.

Hua Wujue has an elegant temperament, delicate skin, and a cold side face, which shows a peculiar charm.

However, Meng Xiaoying is not looking at the flower's unconscious appearance.

"You're not a scholar, who are you?" asked

Meng Xiaoying vigilantly.

Hua Wujue's temperament and appearance are all similar to those of scholars.

But the other party seems to be born with the aura of a superior.

People can't help but want to surrender to their hearts.

The most critical.

Why don't scholars bring bookcases?

You must know that scholars are famous for their books.

A scholar doesn't have any books on him, and he's not a local.

So how can this scholar be a scholar?

Something is wrong, something is very wrong.

Hua Wujue admired: "You're right, I'm really not a scholar.

"You're very observant, and I won't be against you, but I'd like to hear your story from the past.

"Well, would you like to tell me?

Meng Xiaoying's brows furrowed, and she looked at it carefully.

"You're from the Demon Town.

Hua Wujue's eyebrows furrowed, but he didn't speak.

Meng Xiaoying seemed to confirm her guess, and her expression was like ice: "When will your Demon Suppression Division also listen to the case?"

"It's really strange."

Hua Wujue shook his head: "I'm not from the Demon Suppression Division, but I still want to hear your story."

As soon as these words came out, Meng Xiaoying's iceberg-like face paused slightly.

She looked at each other's eyes, like an ancient well, dark and deep, without joy or sorrow.

distinct.

But she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from it.

Meng Xiaoying thought for a while and said: "My story is just a story of a freak that everyone shouts and beats and is raised by a group of demon wolves that people regard as monsters.

"If you want to listen, I'll tell you when I have a chance.

"But for now, please take off control of my loved ones and let me finish what I have to do... I will thank you.

Meng Xiaoying paused, and added: "If I can still live."

Hua Wujue also pretended to be contemplative, and finally smiled slightly: "It sounds like a good deal, I agreed." "

A snap of the fingers.

The demon wolves regained their ability to move, Meng Xiaoying exclaimed, hugged the hanging forehead of the demon wolf king, and kissed each other.

The Demon Wolf King raised his head upward, and Meng Xiaoying was sent back to his forehead.

The demon clan, most of them are existences with a strong sense of dignity.

The wolf clan is the best of them.

Places like the forehead are basically not approached by anyone.

Even if it's the same kind of clan, it will be angry.

Unexpectedly, Meng Xiaoying could be recognized by the Demon Wolf King and even the Demon Wolves to such an extent.

It's really not easy.

"The mountains are high and the water is far away, the green water flows forever, and we are destined to see each other again.

Hua Wujue smiled slightly, turned to leave, and a breeze blew, and it had already disappeared in place, leaving an empty night.

If black and white impermanence is here, it must be asked.

Now that Meng Po has found it.

Why don't

you take Meng Po back? Actually, it's not that Hua Wujue doesn't want to take Meng Po back.

It was Meng Po who placed a deep seal on herself.

Only when the right opportunity is there can Meng Po return to her position.

Thinking of this, Hua Wujue's face was also a little strange.

Because Meng Po sealed her own utensils, it was the Nai He Bridge.

Of course, Hua Wujue can forcibly break the seal.

However, when he met Meng Po, his mind changed.

Red dust and red dust.

Maybe letting Meng Po experience the world again can have a good boost to her cultivation.

"One day in the underworld, ten years in the world.

"I'm just waiting for her for ten years. Hua

Wujue was on a small hill, overlooking Mengjiazhuang at his feet.

Meng Po has been reincarnated 98 times.

Now this life is the last life.

Hua Wujue didn't want to destroy the practice in this life.

...

Meng Xiaoying didn't know that she was actually the legendary Meng Po in the underworld, and at this moment, she just wanted to avenge herself.

"Old village chief, I have always had a question for you for so many years.

"Is it true that my mother died of childbirth after giving birth to me?

Meng Xiaoying looked at the old village chief in the corner.

The old village chief probably knew that he was more than lucky, but he was a little more open-minded.

"Xiao Ying, for more than ten years, the village has been treating you as a disaster, are you blaming me?

"Shouldn't

I blame you?" "Why are you scolding me when I didn't do anything

?" "Why do you blame me for all the bad things in the village

?" "Why do you all call me a madman, why was I born to be discriminated against by you?"

I was dying of cold in the village that winter, and I begged you to give me even a piece of clothing to keep me warm, but you just looked at me coldly, and none of you were willing to lend a hand.

"If it weren't for the wolves keeping me warm, I would have died in the snow and ice many years ago.

"Even though I am just an innocent person, you have made things difficult for me in every way, and even tried to kill me.

"The Taoist priests and officials of the year before last and last year, you put on a trumped-up charge on me and let them kill me. "

In order to make it easier for them to kill me, you also led the villagers to coax me and coax me to celebrate the festival together..."

You tell me, is it... Shouldn't I hate you?".