Chapter 1516 Returning the Property to Its Original Owner

Wu Yingying, who was suddenly embraced by Jiang Cheng, was stunned. She actually forgot to break free, and her mind went blank.

Where Wu Yingying couldn't see him, Jiang Cheng quickly winked at Wu. The next second, Wu flashed in front of Chairman Jiang Cheng and killed him with a knife. Not only that, but he seemed to be worried that he was not completely dead. He quickly applied more than a dozen cuts, all of which were critical. This cruel scene made Huai Yi feel chills in his heart.

When Wu Yingying saw this, she subconsciously wanted to stop her, but her body was held tightly by Jiang Cheng. "There is no need to pity him! He deceived Yingying to this extent, and he deserves to die!" Jiang Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "How dare he If he hurts you, I would like to kill him ten times, a hundred times!"

At this moment, not only was the president's life completely gone, but even his face was cut into pieces of flesh and blood. This time, there was no proof of death.

It could be seen that Wu Yingying was quite touched by Jiang Cheng's heartfelt words, but she still had doubts about President Jiang Cheng's death. After all, when he said those words, the scholar Lu Jianli had a polite expression on his face, and he also The aura of her body cannot be faked. This is a memory that belongs only to her and Lu Jianli. How can outsiders know about it.

Unexpectedly, a gentle hand touched her head the next second. Wu Yingying raised her eyes suddenly, and met Jiang Cheng's affectionate eyes. Jiang Cheng in front of her also changed into the handsome temperament of a scholar. He looked at her. Looking at Wu Yingying, the complexity and pain on her face are intertwined, and she can't help but make people feel distressed, "To be honest, sometimes...sometimes I really envy that guy, he can actually see through a person's memory, if I If I have this ability, I can find the past between the two of us.

At the same time as these words were spoken, two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of Jiang Cheng's eyes. In an instant, Wu Yingying's heart was broken. Her knot was untied. She didn't hate Jiang Cheng, she only hated herself for being such a jerk that she suspected the person in front of her. Man, it is clear that this man loves him, he just lost part of his memory, and just now... that president just now was obviously a fake! A fake look! While imprisoning himself, he used his ability to detect his memory, thus forging a Lu Jianli. Such a simple trick actually deceived him, damn it!

Wu Yingying felt a sigh of relief in her heart. She stepped forward angrily, trying to take Wu's knife which would cut him into pieces, but Jiang Cheng stopped her, "He's not worthy of you to do it yourself, leave it to me." "

Jiang Cheng looked back and Huaiyi, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately understood. He took Tang Qisheng and the two of them around to collect usable firewood, then threw it on the president's body, and was about to light a fire to send him to heaven.

"Wait a minute!" Mr. Shui suddenly interrupted him and walked forward with a strange smile. "Master, I'm telling you that you don't know anything. It's a pity to burn this corpse. Let me use it. After saying that, Mr. Shui stretched out his hand to grab it. To the corpse.

But the next second Master Shui made a move, because a knife was blocked in front of him, Master Shui's face darkened, "What do you mean?"

"That thing doesn't belong to you." Wu's voice was very calm, but there was no room for compromise.

Mr. Shui laughed angrily, waved his hands, and said as if he was lazy and unarguable, "I understand the rules. Everyone who meets you has a share, and you can count on it, too. That's alright."

"It's not that the person who saw it has a share, it's that the thing returns to its original owner." Wu refused to give in. After a while, he looked at Jiang Cheng, paused and said, "That thing belongs to him."

Jiang Cheng was also confused, but Wu was rarely so serious. This also let Jiang Cheng know that this matter was not trivial. Based on his trust in Wu, Jiang Cheng also looked at Mr. Shui seriously, pretending to be deep and arch. He handed over his hand and said, "Senior, I just take back what belongs to me, and I hope that I can save my face."

Mr. Shui narrowed his eyes slightly, but as he looked around, he understood that there was no discussion about this matter today. After all, in addition to Wu, the other party also had Dahe Empress, and four weird figures to help, and the rest of the people were also He was standing on the other side of the family, and he was just a lonely old man, no, he was a lonely man.

After Mr. Shui reluctantly withdrew, Wu came to the corpse, squatted down, covered the corpse's face with his hands, and then pulled hard. A strange scene appeared. The corpse was not torn, but A ball of black gas was torn out from the flesh and blood. This black gas seemed to be alive and was still squirming. Master Shui stared at the ball of black gas with greedy eyes.

Not only Master Shui, but also the four puppets who were uncontrollable became eager to move at this moment. For things like them, this black energy is similar to the origin.

The one who felt the deepest feeling was Jiang Cheng. The moment the black energy was pulled out, he could no longer take his eyes away. Within his body... no, no, it was a deeper place, far beyond the body. It was the soul, even deeper than the body. The soul was buried deeper. In short, something awakened there, and this burst of black energy attracted it.

Jiang Cheng walked towards the black air uncontrollably. If he stood in front of him, he could see that his original black eyes were gradually spreading, like ink droplets dripping into the water, but this kind of black was far more intense than ink. The middle is gradually filled with black, and the whole person's temperament becomes more and more unfamiliar.

Master Shui panicked when he saw this scene and immediately retreated, "Sure enough! He and that guy are the same thing, but he is much more dangerous!"

"Give him the thing quickly!" Mr. Shui yelled at Wu, "Are you fishing? That thing is coming out!"

At the critical moment, Wu threw the black gas towards Jiang Cheng, but the black gas seemed to have life. When it left Wu's palm, it immediately fled in the opposite direction of Jiang Cheng, but this was doomed to be futile. A pitch-black arm suddenly stretched out from Jiang Cheng's body, instantly grabbed the escaping black gas, and then retracted it into his body. The whole process was so fast that only a residual image could be seen.

After all this was over, Jiang Cheng's body trembled, and then he seemed to recover. He looked around blankly, and those people looked at him as if he were looking at a ghost.

Among them, Tang Qisheng still had the strongest reaction. His mouth opened wide. The scene just now could no longer be described as a disciple or a strange door. He was also a disciple. When the residual image appeared just now, he almost suffocated. The sense of oppression was above everyone present, even that fierce Wu was far inferior.

It was an existence of another level, above the weirdness. If he had to describe it, it was somewhat similar to the bus he was on. He was referring to the feeling, the feeling of being oppressed and unable to breathe just by approaching it.

He could vaguely feel that the oppressive feeling of the bus came from the front of the bus, the foggy cab.