The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 755 Of course it's for you
He didn't seem like a suitor; he seemed more like a waiter.

Song Wanning couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Is this how the wood-plastic composite industry pursues human qualities?
That's somewhat humble.

The two chatted and laughed all the way, and occasionally Song Jing would raise his hand for Song Wanning to help him.

Song Wanning smiled on the surface, but she was speechless inside. They were all immortals, why did they need help climbing a slope?

Moreover, Song Jing tried to take advantage of the situation, occasionally overstepping his bounds.

However, Song Wanning did not agree, which made the golden sword even more disgusted. It shouted that even if Song Wanning to tear it to pieces, it would not be enough to vent its anger.

Finally, night fell, and the two stopped in the mountains.

Song Jing hunted the game and began to roast the meat.

Song Wanning then took out some fine wine and some fruit.

The two chatted happily, and after drinking, Song Jing became more unrestrained in his speech.

Song Wanning then began to subtly try to elicit information from Song Wanning.

She mentioned that she had recently been attacked by people claiming to be intruders, and had almost lost her life several times.

That's why I was so angry when I saw Song Jing.

"What? There are other intruders?"

Song Jing's face was flushed from drinking, and he asked drunkenly.

"Yeah, those people all claimed to be time travelers, and they were all yelling that they wanted to kill me."

Song Wanning pretended to be scared.

"I don't know what the Wood Sculpture World they're talking about is like, or what I told them that made them so desperate to kill me."

"I don't even know what I did wrong."

As she spoke, her eyes reddened.

Her tearful appearance immediately captivated Song Jing.

He said with heartache, "Those people in the wood carving industry are really despicable, actually making things difficult for a weak woman like you!"

"I can't figure out what it's doing targeting you. It even made me absorb your luck, saying that it could become its entry point for invasion during a world war!"

"But I love you so much, how could I bear to?"

"Don't worry, I'll protect you from now on and I'll never let the wood-plastic industry harm you in the slightest."

"Those so-called invaders, none of them will live a good life!"

He patted his chest, looking quite arrogant.

He thought he could give Song Wanning a sense of security at this moment, and he also thought it was a good opportunity to take advantage of her vulnerability.

Women are most vulnerable when they are afraid, aren't they?

"Oh? Absorb my luck? How?"

Song Wanning's eyes flickered slightly, a cold glint appearing in them.

The wood plastics industry hasn't given up yet; they not only want to kill me, but also want to absorb my luck?
Haha, you really have a lot on your mind!

"Hmm... He gave me some kind of incantation, saying it could only be used after I killed you..."

"But don't worry, baby, I will never use it on you. We're going to get married and live a good life together in the future."

"We're family, what's the big deal about that wood-plastic composite industry!"

Song Jing was dizzy and his head was starting to hurt from drinking.

Song Wanning drugged his drink, and he felt weak all over and couldn't see anything clearly.

He even felt he hadn't heard himself clearly.

Soon, double images appeared before his eyes.

He seemed to see Song Wanning stand up, holding a sword in her hand.

Song Jing reached out and grabbed Song Wanning's skirt.

He raised his head and shook it vigorously.

"Wan Ning, I really like you. Will you be my girlfriend?"

"I will definitely be good to you."

Even at this point, Song Jing was still confessing his feelings to himself.

Song Wanning looked down at him, a cold glint in her eyes.

"You like me? What do you like about me?"

You've never even met her in real life, let alone known who she is, and you like her so much?

"I... like... like..." Song Jing almost blurted out that he liked her face, but quickly stopped himself and said, "I... of course I like every aspect of you."

"hehe."

Song Wanning kicked Song Jing away, twirled her long sword, and slashed at him.

As the sword flashed, Song Jing was startled and his eyes widened.

The next instant, the sword light had already struck.

Song Jing's drunkenness vanished almost instantly. He wanted to retaliate, but found that the immortal power within his body had disappeared completely.

"You...you drugged me?"

He was shocked and looked at Song Wanning in astonishment.

But the sword light had already arrived.

In a panic, Song Jing tried to open his storage ring and take out his magic weapon to resist.

But the immortal power disappeared, and the storage ring could not be opened.

He could only be rendered immobile by the immense pressure, helplessly watching the sword light approach.

"boom--"

The sword light slashed down fiercely, cleaving directly from the center of Song Jing's head.

Break it open directly from the middle.

At the same time, a divine soul emerged from the sea of ​​consciousness; it was the remnant soul.

He flashed and attacked Song Wanning's sea of ​​consciousness.

Song Wanning seemed "completely unaware" as the divine soul entered her sea of ​​consciousness.

To the outside world, Song Jing was dead, his last hope gone.

The body was split in two, and the soul was also shattered; the death was extremely swift.

Originally, Song Wanning was supposed to be a soul-searcher, but after she discovered that Song Jing was acting strangely, she gave up the idea.

Sure enough, she got what she was waiting for.

There is a problem with Song Jing's consciousness.

Fortunately, I didn't try to search my soul, otherwise someone would have exploited a loophole in my consciousness.

Within her sea of ​​consciousness, Song Wanning's soul stared intently at the intruding soul, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"Oh it's you."

This man was the white-haired man who had previously acted alongside Song Jing.

It turns out that only a remnant soul remained, residing in Song Jing's sea of ​​consciousness; no wonder it couldn't be found.

"You are indeed a smart man."

The white-haired man stared at Song Wanning, a hint of admiration in his eyes.

Song Jing, that idiot, is truly the dumbest of idiots.

He was completely fooled by Song Wanning; it wouldn't be a pity if he died.

"Are you an intruder too?"

Curiosity flickered in Song Wanning's eyes as she asked.

The white-haired man lifted his eyelids slightly and replied calmly, "No."

“I’m not like that kind of idiot.”

"And that so-called wood-plastic industry is no good either."

The remnant soul is, after all, a citizen of this world. Even in death, it is impossible for it to favor the Wood Sculpture Realm.

Therefore, even when he learned of Song Wanning's true intentions, he did not remind Song Jing.

And that fool really did fall for it, getting killed so easily; no wonder he was used as cannon fodder.

"Oh? And what is it for?"

Song Wanning was genuinely surprised. She had assumed that this remnant soul was also an intruder, which was why she cooperated with Song Jing.

But a cold glint flashed across the remnant soul's lips. "For what?"

"Of course it's for you."

It wasn't out of generosity on his part that he allowed Song Jing to possess that body.

Rather, he simply didn't think much of it.

With that kind of talent, he wouldn't even be worthy of shining his shoes in the past!

However, that body was somewhat special, allowing him to survive temporarily.