Messenger of Yin and Yang

"White Clothes Ghost King": "See? These are people, these are their selfish, stupid and pathetic people. Have you seen it clearly? Do you still want to protect them?"

"No, what you see is only one-sided. You haven't really understood human beings." Xiao Fan retorted.

"Natural disasters only took the lives of a few people, but everyone united and rescued the majority of people; criminals who have been in memory for a long time will eventually be tried by the law and bear the punishment they deserve; those youthful and confused children will eventually return to the On the right way, the things and people they pursue will teach them right and wrong; and a kind-hearted young man saw the old woman's request, sent a large piece of meat to the old woman, and bought several cans of milk powder for her grandson; The old man who picked up the bottle met a young man again, and not only helped him pick up the discarded bottle, but also gave him a big bag of bottles; the beggar was full because the woman had a full meal; Pull it back; the brave and fearless hero will eventually be appreciated and remembered by the whole people; the man after the pain returns home and finds that his wife has prepared a table of steaming meals, and gently comforts him not to be discouraged; Be a person with a straight waist, and a proud person will eventually bend down; and those who are down-to-earth, life must not be bad..."

"Hmph, no matter how much you argue, no one can stop me this time." The "Ghost King in White Clothes" took off all his fake smiles and elegant looks, and put on his blood-oozing true face again.

He stared at Zhang Dezhi suddenly, and said in a cold tone, "I want you to watch me kill this stupid man, crush him to ashes, and blow his soul away!"

Zhang Dezhi had no strength to resist at all, and before he could react, he was already in the hands of the "Ghost King". He was like a small white flag swaying in the wind, allowing him to tear and rub...

"Brother..." He heard a soft, distant cry.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single syllable. He just wanted to say "I'm sorry" but couldn't say it.

His face should be flushed now, he felt as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, he seemed to see a flash of bright red in a daze, but he didn't feel any pain, he just felt a little tired...

"Ugh~" He heard a muffled hum, he didn't know who it was, but what he knew was that he came back to life, "cough cough cough cough cough..."

What followed was severe pain in the chest cavity, and before he had time to look down, a cloud of dust splashed in front of his eyes, "Xiao Fan!" His voice suddenly became deep and hoarse.

"Brother, are you okay?" His face was stained with blood, but Zhang Dezhi could still see the deep worry.

He shook his head subconsciously, and saw Xiaofan's gaze shifted to his chest, and he also looked down, the whole chest was covered with bloodstains, the blood came from nowhere, it seemed that it was just splashed by human blood. It's the same on him, just a little numb pain.

Xiaofan didn't say anything, just put his hand on Zhang Dezhi's chest for a moment, then took it away again.

Before Zhang Dezhi felt anything, he suddenly fell into a warm and dark embrace. The sound of his heart beating violently was like an exciting welcome song. In front of him was the battle field of gold and iron horses, but he was in a Behind the iron-walled safety shield, nothing can hurt him...

"elder brother……"

Xiao Fan seemed to say a few more words after that, but suddenly his ears rang, and he didn't hear anything except the word "brother". He panicked and grabbed Xiao Fan, "What did you say?"

Xiaofan just let him go and smiled, and didn't say anything more!

He looked at Xiao Fan, his heart suddenly became restless, he was eager to know what Xiao Fan said just now, "Xiao Fan, what did you say?" His voice was ugly and hoarse, but he still wanted to ask clearly.

"Are you sure you can save him?" The "Ghost King" in the distance looked at the two of them coldly and asked.

The corner of Xiaofan's mouth twitched, "You'll know if you try it!"

The "Ghost King in White Clothes" seemed to sigh softly, "I don't want to hurt you, it's not that I dare not."

Xiaofan didn't speak, but just looked back at the dazed Zhang Dezhi, then threw the long sword in his hand into the air, and went up to meet him...

When Zhang Dezhi realized what he was going to do, the long sword had pierced his heart, "Ah!!!"

"Ghost King" widened his eyes and looked at the person in the air, "You actually want to sacrifice your flesh and blood..."

"Just for him, just for this person who wants to hurt your life?" He couldn't believe it.

Although Xiaofan was embarrassed, his eyes were still disdainful. He looked down at the "Ghost King in White" and said, "Evil ghosts like you can't understand the value of human beings. Although human beings are insignificant and life is short, human beings can learn. People who can cultivate themselves can improve themselves, and the value of a person lies in the person himself.”

Although his face had been pale all the time, Zhang Dezhi could clearly feel that his face had turned paler again. He seemed puzzled and couldn't believe it. , in this case, I will fulfill you."

He soared up and placed on top of Xiaofan, with a wave of his sleeve, the long sword passed through his body and sank straight into the ground, "Xiaofan!" His whole body was nailed to the ground.

"Eyes, nose, ears, mouth, you can see, hear, and speak. Since you want to die, I won't let you die too happily!" The suddenly accentuated tone made Xiaofan's eyes widen. Opening his mouth, he couldn't make a sound, but a lot of blood gushed out.

Zhang Dezhi was stunned, he just watched more and more blood dripping from Xiaofan's face, splashing a gorgeous flower on the ground.

The white figure gouged out Xiaofan's eyes, cut off his tongue, and hurt his ears and nose. Xiaofan couldn't make a sound, but kept shaking.

He raised his right hand again, and grabbed Xiaofan's heart like an eagle's claw. Xiaofan's whole body trembled suddenly, without making any sound, "Hmph, I haven't eaten a human heart for many years."

With a pull of his right hand, there was a bloody beating heart on it, Xiao Fan completely lost his movement, and his half-raised hand fell straight down.

Zhang Dezhi was stunned for a while, until Xiaofan fell heavily on the ground, and then he suddenly woke up and crawled towards him, "Xiaofan," he called softly.

He became a blood man, his face changed beyond recognition. Zhang Dezhi raised his trembling hands and didn't know where to start. His blood was still hot, but his body was already cold. The blood hole on his chest was striking. Water dripped on the blood hole, and then disappeared into the blood hole. The two blood holes on his face looked more terrifying than the blood hole on his chest. The flesh and blood turned out, and blood kept gushing out. The cold Xiaofan put his head lightly on his shoulder, but he couldn't say a word, couldn't make a sound, just opened his mouth, opened and closed like a mute.

But his chest was about to explode, it was filled with a warehouse of gunpowder bombs, and the match in the gunpowder warehouse was ignited, the power was enough to destroy the world and ruin the world, "Xiao Fan!" Amid the huge explosion The two words of hysteria floated on the fire, lingering in his heart, like a long-lasting nightmare, forever!

Amidst the sound of explosions and flames, he saw a pure white figure floating into the air, the figure gently hugged him, and with just one finger, the evil spirit begged for mercy on its knees, and everything returned to its original state...

[The author has something to say]: Although human beings are small and life is short, human beings can learn, cultivate themselves, and improve themselves. The value of human beings lies in themselves——Mr. Yang Jiang's Miscellaneous Memories and Miscellaneous Writings