Chapter 18 That's bullshit!

Chapter 18 is bullshit!

"...blood sacrifice?!" Hearing Xia Ya say this, Wan Ruoxiang was very surprised.

————He stared at Xia Ya and still didn't dare to believe it completely: "... That Dong Shao, do you want to be a demon?"

"It should be said," Xia Ya didn't look relaxed at all: "That vampire wants to be the host of ghosts... He not only wants to be a demon, but also a more deadly [big demon]."

"...the big devil?" The more Wan Ruoxiang listened, the more confused he became: "Isn't the great devil the original people of hell? Even if it's Satan, it can't..."

"Dark Elf," Xia Ya continued: "Maybe you don't know that the ghosts sealed by the curse of the moon come not only from the [ghosts] of [purgatory], but also some of the dark elves."

She frowned slightly and felt that things were really tricky: "The elves were originally just elves. The reason why there were later light elves and dark elves was the depravity of Lucifer. At that moment, the elves were distinguished." She paused a little. Seeing that Wan Ruoxiang could understand, she continued and said, "The light elves are small and exquisite. They live on plants, while the dark elves, similar to fallen angels, have human appearance, but amiable, often obey the demons who have the ability to summon them to do things." Speaking of this, she looked much more dignified: "...That's the problem. When the blood sacrifice is completed, Dong Shao degenerates into a demon and becomes the host of countless ghosts. At that time, it is fully capable of calling the dark elves who exist in the world because they are sealed..."

Xia Ya: "After all, the dark elves have the power of the five elements to make a demon become a big demon, which is not impossible."

"If that's the case, Dong Shao, the big demon, should be the most terrible existence except for [Seven Demon Kings]." She is very uneasy. The devil alone has already made her a headache. If there is another big demon, which is the strongest existence other than the seven devils, then she feels that only Lin can fight against it.

But the reality is very cruel, because the seal of the gate of hell and the ghost released by Satan on Lin, Lin is no longer the same as before. He will only slowly be swallowed up by the ghost, and eventually return to an ordinary person, even death.

But things don't seem to be what Xia Ya thought. Although it is difficult to understand, in the past few years, Lin's power has not dissipated, but has slowly grown up like a novice...

But I have to say that this kind of growth is too slow. Even if Lin is given a few more years, he may not be able to return to the previous invincible state. Moreover, there are only three days away from the full moon. Even if Lin's recovery is exaggerated and abnormal, it is impossible to grow to the point where he can fight against the big demon in just three days.

Xia Ya is very clear about this, and Wan Ruoxiang opposite her seems to understand more or less. Therefore, he looked at Xia Ya and was a little relieved: "The old man means to use the purple butterfly to make my ability to find the location of the bleeding sacrifice in the shortest time?"

Xia Ya nodded: "Although it is the most direct and effective way to kill Dong Shao directly, it is not so easy. We have tested Dong Shao's strength. He is not strong, but he has a terrible ability to rebirth. No matter how he is killed, he can recover unharmed. She paused deliberately: "... It's like a hellhound."

"Death?" Wan Ruoxiang immediately realized it. Indeed, only death or creatures created by the blood of death have the ability to rebirth infinitely.

Do you mean the devil?

No, no, no, demons don't have such ability, and they will also be hurt. The difference is that they rely on the human soul to recover. That is to say, if the devil hangs up, it is dead, and it is impossible to be reborn infinitely. But then again, in this world, how many people and how many such abilities can hurt demons?

So, naturally, except for Death, Dong Shao's rebirth ability is really inexplicable.

But Wan Ruoxiang believes that Death and Dong Shao are not in the same boat. In other words, Dong Shao's infinite rebirth ability seems to have no inevitable connection with Death...

This is where Wan Ruoxiang doubted: "I don't understand. Death's position is very clear. It stands on our side, but why... If it weren't for Death's original intention..." Thinking of this, he seemed to understand something: "Is it..."

"It shouldn't be wrong!" Xia Ya gave a clear answer: "Li Jun! The worthless smuggler, as long as the price is right, he can get anything you want - the blood of death naturally stops talking.

Er, by the way, Confident Brother's famous work is to steal back [Qinglong] from hell, under the eyes of Satan. By the way, at that time, the old man spent a lot of money...

"That bastard made the whole thing troublesome," Xia Ya was very distressed: "Even the old man has looked for him, but this guy really didn't give him any face. What he said, the customer is God, the end of the world or something, which has little to do with him."

Seeing Xia Ya say this, Wan Ruoxiang was not surprised at all, but smiled helplessly: "He is just an arms dealer. The world is in chaos. For him, there are only benefits and no disadvantages. It is reasonable not to give face to the old man." Speaking of the old man, he was a little curious: "The old man doesn't have any targeted actions? I mean, he's not going to pull out the thorn in the meat?

Xia Ya shook his head: "Do you think that guy can live without any ability to do such immoral things? Even if it's an old man, even if it's a shadow killing department, that bastard is famous for his ability to hide... Think about Satan and steal back the green dragon. Satan can be considered to have a wanted notice for him, but until now, hasn't that guy lived well?

She also admires the confident brother, provoked so many top figures, and lived freely: "...That guy, only he can find someone, and no one can find him."

Wan Ruoxiang listened to it and thought about it. If he didn't have such ability, he wouldn't be confident.

Xia Ya smiled bitterly: "So, the current countermeasure is to use your inspiration to find the sacrifice space before the full moon and stop the blood sacrifice."

This is the best way at present. The breaking of the moon spell can no longer be stopped, and the ghost must awaken with the awakening of the saint. Xia Ya, er, should be an old man. What he is praying for now is only at the moment when the ghost revives, so that Dong Shao's big trouble can't succeed in blood sacrifice. As long as Dong Shao is still a vampire, the matter can still be solved smoothly.

But Wan Ruoxiang seems to have any doubts, or such a troublesome way of doing things is not the style that the old man should have in his impression: "Can I ask a question?" He was very straightforward: "Why don't you get rid of the saint?" He also made it clear that the curse of the moon was awakened with the awakening of the saint. If so, wouldn't the chance for the saint not to wake up? Simple and straightforward, without the current tediousness and trouble at all.

Wan Ruoxiang's words just now surprised Xia Ya: "I can't see that you are quite cold-blooded. For such a good man who is willing to take in such a jobless vegrant like you, he did not hesitate to let her die? It's chilling.

For Xia Ya's teasing, Wan Ruoxiang did not say much, but was very calm: "Everyone is with each other. You and I are not a saint who can sacrifice ourselves to let others live. If one day, I die and you live, I think you will kill me without hesitation."

"Humph!" Xia Ya smiled and said, "Are you afraid... I'm afraid that the people you care about will become your burden and the handle of others." Her smile slowly became bitter: "It seems that you still don't regard us as your own."

"Sorry!" Wan Ruoxiang seemed to feel a little sorry: "We are at most a cooperative relationship. As for friends and so on, I think we should keep some distance."

Xia Ya shrugged his shoulders indifferently, and no longer asked more questions: "The old man naturally has the idea of the old man. He let the saint live, and there should be his reason... We are just his pawns, yes, the kind that obeys." Speaking of this, she became more serious: "Time is tight. You'd better use the purple butterfly now."

"No problem," unexpectedly, Wan Ruoxiang seemed to agree without thinking about it: "However, I still want to live a few more years."

"What do you mean?"

"Half," Wan Ruoxiang said, "My ability is not up to me. Instead of taking the risk of swallowing the whole poison, it's better to take your time."

He took out the small bottle: "It mainly depends on luck. If you are lucky, maybe half of it will work."

"..." Xia Ya is still a little worried: "I may not think it's a good way to take half of the purple butterfly. If you don't do it well, the original ingredients will be halved, and the side effects will be greater."

"Maybe," he didn't take Xia Ya's worries seriously. When he was talking, he opened the cap of the bottle, which was very strange. The purple butterfly that appeared in the air was golden, like dazzling gold. But this strange scene did not last long. After all, the dimmed purple butterfly is just a small black pill, and there seems to be no strange place.

Then, he easily broke open the pill and took half of it...

.................Nothing happened, just like ordinary pills, bitter.

"............?!" Wan Ruoxiang himself was also surprised: "...that's it?" He also thought that he would be as painful as the adventure characters in the novel.

Then, he looked at Xia Ya, hoping that she, who had taken the purple butterfly, could give some suitable advice.

"Don't look at me with such innocent eyes," Xia Ya was also puzzled: "The purple butterfly reacts differently to everyone, not to mention that you just took half of it. I don't know it's normal."

Wan Ruoxiang: "..............."

At this time, Lin, who took a nap comfortably, walked out of the room and yawned sleepily: "Is the story over?" He came over lazily and sat next to Xia Ya: "This child should know what he is going to do, right?"

Xia Ya smiled bitterly: "What should be said depends on whether he comes to the damn inspiration."

She looked at Wan Ruoxiang, who was now confused, and couldn't help laughing: "Yes, he took the purple butterfly... half."

"Ha?!" Lin suddenly came to his spirits, and then looked at Xia Ya with great interest: "Half? Does that work or not?"

Xia Ya shook his head: "Don't stare at me. I don't know."

Lin: "..." He was a little speechless: "It's fun now. The woman who obviously cheated to bed doesn't know if it's a real woman at this time... It's bullshit!"