Xianzun becomes a showman as soon as he loses his memory

Three days later, when Ming Jiuyuan came here again, there was only a dead silence left.

This time he didn't cover up at all, and flew directly over the city, like a pitch-black goshawk, circling across the sky.

But his actions did not attract any mortal's attention.

In the huge city under his feet, not many people are still alive.

Along the way, everywhere you see, there are corpses all over the place, everyone is covered with festering and pus-filled flesh, occasionally the bluish-white skin is exposed, and the flesh is also purple-black and swollen, covered with ecchymosis caused by the plague and plaque.

Most of the corpses were lying on the street, but no one restrained them, because the relatives of the deceased had also died of illness, and even the mansions of those rich families were empty, and the government and court were all empty.

It's just that there are a few mortals who are lucky enough to survive and hide in dark corners. They are also suffering from the same festering and disease-ridden diseases. Obviously, their lives are not long.

When these patients hovering on the edge of life and death were weakly crouching in the corner, occasionally someone raised their head and saw Ming Jiuyuan passing by in the sky, and there was no hope in their eyes, only a numb panic, festering pain remained. The body shrank weakly into the corner of the wall.

Perhaps in the eyes of these people, Ming Jiuyuan flitting across the sky, dressed in black and killing people, is just like the black mist that takes people's lives, and they are all ominous things exuding the breath of death.

Ming Jiuyuan didn't care at all that those mortals had already equated his image with death. He just frowned and walked across the street full of corpses, and came straight to the same empty imperial city.

At this time, Princess Yuan Ning stood beside the bed in a daze.

In the previous three days, because she was banned by her father from going out in the dormitory, she was also lucky enough to survive, but she also contracted the disease under the cover of the black mist, and her body began to be covered with purple and black bruises. Then the skin and flesh all over his body began to rot, stink, and pus, until finally he lost his shape.

The beautiful and charming princess in the past, now her face is festered, like a mass of rotten human flesh, staring at the window of the bedroom in a daze.

Everything doesn't matter anymore.

Yuan Ning thought numbly.

But in just three days, she has already witnessed countless life and death.

She still remembered how distraught she was when the news of the tragic death of her father and her sweetheart came from outside the city three days ago.But before she could accept this reality, a black mist, a plague that took everyone's lives, and a catastrophe had already quietly arrived.

Countless people fell down one after another, and their death conditions were horrific. Even the heavily guarded imperial city could not escape this epidemic. Countless people ran for their lives in a hurry, and countless people fell on the way to escape. She died suddenly before her eyes.

In a blink of an eye, all the previous praises for her turned into curses.

She was the one who brought the black box, she was the one who induced people to open the black box, and it was she who brought this catastrophe to the people of the whole country.

People don't care about Princess Yuanning's previous behavior of saving the country, and they don't remember the people's praise for the princess after the enemy was saved, and they don't remember the princess's previous behavior of preventing people from opening the box again.

Everyone just pushed all the disaster on Yuan Ning's head, turned all their previous praises into the most vicious curse, and tried their best to curse hysterically before their death.

Yuan Ning has been standing by the window these days, and has seen countless people passing by her window, and countless people cursed viciously.

In the end, even those who cursed her were gone, and the entire imperial city was empty, and there were not even a few people who were still alive.

For the past three days, she had blocked the door tightly and kept away from the outside world, so she died a little slower.

But she hadn't eaten anything or drank a drop of water for three whole days. At this time, her mind was a little blurred, and she was either starved to death or died of a sudden illness.

At this moment, she was standing by the bed, looking at Ming Jiuyuan who came again on the cloud, with a somewhat dazed expression.

But in just three days, it seemed as if he had already spent most of his life.

She also knew this disaster, and she who found the black box was indeed the culprit.

Or, others need her to be the culprit.

The price of death is too great, there must always be someone to bear it as the source, and people chose Princess Yuan Ning to bear it, so all the vicious curses belong to her.If one day these people find someone else to be the culprit, then the person being scolded will change, and Princess Yuan Ning may come out of the situation of being scolded and be praised again.

Unaware that he would be the target of those mortals' curses in the future, Ming Jiuyuan just stopped in front of Princess Yuan Ning's window, crossed his arms, and looked at her without saying a word.

The princess who had seen it away smiled weakly, her unrecognizable face twisted and twitched, and then she knelt down slowly on the ground, pleading guilty: "Forgive me, the fairy, that treasure was abandoned outside the city, and it cannot be returned to you." you."

Ming Jiuyuan gave a faint "hmm", and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, there is no need."

The restrictions he placed in the black box were gone, and the plague demon in the box had also escaped, so what was left was just an ordinary box.

After hearing his answer, Yuan Ning paused for a moment, then lowered her head even deeper, and murmured: "In that case, I begged the immortal to accept the supernatural power..."

"This plague is not what I call it." Ming Jiuyuan interrupted her: "So there is no question of supernatural powers... The plague in the box was released by your own hands."

"We released it with our own hands, released it with our own hands..." Yuan Ning knelt on the ground, pointing his festering forehead to the ground, muttering to himself, suddenly trembling all over, and said like crying and laughing: "What did you say?" Yes, we did it with our own hands..."

Because of their greed, they caused this disaster with their own hands. During the period, there were countless opportunities to stop and make up for it, but they still embarked on this path of destruction without hesitation.

Ming Jiuyuan looked at her as if she had an epiphany, but he didn't bother to waste any more words, he just turned around and was about to leave.

He didn't want to care about these mortals anymore, but the plague that was still raging in other places still wanted to be captured, and he had already promised Qiu Chenzhi.

He had never been threatened by a mortal before, but he had already promised the mortal who had threatened him that he would not take her life.

So he came to this place this time, just to see what kind of end that mortal would end up with even if he didn't make a move.

Looking at it now, it really is.

He just felt bored, turned around and wanted to leave, but suddenly heard the mortal behind him calling him: "The fairy stays for a while."

Ming Jiuyuan turned his head, and saw Princess Yuan Ning standing on the high window sill of the bedroom, looking at him with bloodshot eyes, her face full of apology.

Yuan Ning said in a hoarse voice: "The immortals were originally kind to our country, but they were destroyed by everyone in our country. The little girl was even more guilty of intimidating the immortals and planting all the causes and effects."

"At the beginning, I threatened the immortal not to kill me, but now it seems that I am really stupid. Now the little girl has nothing but one life to apologize to the immortal, and I hope the immortal will forgive me."

After all, the princess, who had managed to survive with such difficulty, jumped, fell from the high window sill, and fell heavily on the ground. Her already festering body immediately fell into a puddle of rotten flesh.

The body finally died, Yuan Ning's soul was finally freed, and floated up unsteadily.

Ming Jiuyuan looked at the death of this mortal with a blank expression, raised his eyebrows slightly, but finally sighed and said: "After all, you are still smarter than other mortals."

Although she is a woman, compared to other cowardly and incompetent mortals who can only shirk responsibility, she dares to face up to and take responsibility for the mistakes she made back then.

After thinking about it, all souls belong to the Styx River anyway, so Ming Jiuyuan simply reached out and grabbed Princess Yuan Ning's fluttering soul, got up and left, threw himself into the Styx River and left, lest this strand of soul be destroyed. Continue to wander in the world without finding a way.

This can be regarded as his last bit of kindness to the mortals of this country.

What he didn't know was that there was a maid in the imperial city who was lucky enough to survive and hid in a corner not far from the princess' bedroom. The tragedy of the fall.

So not long after Ming Jiuyuan left, a saying began to spread among the few mortals left in this country.

The evil god with black clothes and black hair descended from the sky, brought the plague that destroyed the whole country, and took away the soul of the princess.

As the plague has been slow to recover, the last statement has been turned around, and somehow it has become that the black-clothed and black-haired god is the god who brings death, because he has taken a fancy to the princess of his country, but the princess The heart has its own affiliation, so the god of death destroyed the country and snatched the soul of the princess...

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"That's why I hate mortals!"

Back to the present, Ming Jiuyuan said to Qiu Chenzhi with a gloomy face: "Ordinary people like to talk nonsense like this. It hasn't changed at all since ancient times. Don't talk about what it was like before, but now it's getting more and more depraved."

After listening to his long narration, no matter how calm Qiu Chenzhi was, he couldn't help being a little dumbfounded at this moment.

It turns out... Xiaojiu and Xuanxu Kingdom had such a relationship before.

No wonder he was in a bad mood when he came back from catching the mortal monsters. His attitude towards mortals changed drastically, and he was unwilling to explain what happened when he descended to the lower realm.

It seems that Xiao Jiu felt that he was not only threatened by mortals, but also fabricated by a group of mortals, so he was annoyed and didn't want to lose face in front of him, so he chose to keep silent.

At the beginning, I didn't choose to ask further questions.

No wonder the entire western country was in such a miserable state in the mortal world. When I went down to save people and treat the plague, I was secretly surprised.

Looking at it now, it is no wonder that the predecessor of Xuanxu Kingdom dared to use the plague as its own weapon everywhere...

He pondered in his heart, but suddenly thought of something, and his heart suddenly trembled: "Wait..."

He raised his head, looked at Ming Jiuyuan, who was still humming, frowned, and asked: "The... who was in that small country back then?"

What about so-called prophets? "