Quick Wear: The host continues to go crazy and becomes normal from time to time

Chapter 57 The Child Snatched by the Demon Lord 12

Hearing this, Bai Heng stood opposite Shang Wanqing and took off his mask. "How do you know it was me?"

"I just said it casually, but I didn't expect it to be right." Shang Wanqing sneered, and then slowly said, "Even his own granddaughter is willing to use her to practice Gu."

Bai Heng sneered, "What do you know?"

Then he said nothing more and slapped Shang Wanqing.

The difference in strength was so great that Shang Wanqing took the blow, spit out blood, and then fainted. Bai Heng glanced at the dumb "Mo Beige"

Looking back, I saw a thick black aura emanating from Bai Heng's hands, and he kicked away the stone table and stone bench in the center of the pavilion.

The caster used one hand to drag the unconscious Shang Wanqing to the center of the pavilion, and the next moment the formation was activated.

Mo Beige sat in the corner and frowned as he looked at the formation. "What a familiar formation!"

"This is the reincarnation array! Beibei," Guoguo replied.

"Oh~ I remember now, he wanted to exchange his life for Shang Wanqing's life for Shang Wenxuan's?

I remember reading in a book that it requires the blood of a loved one. Is that right?" Mo Beige stretched out a foot and asked while supporting it with his hand.

"Yes! Not entirely."

"Well, then we can't let him succeed. This is the original origin, and it's also in Bai Heng, right?

Poor original owner, I thought it was because of herself that this world was ruined." Mo Beige felt a little sorry, the original owner was a person with great love in his heart.

The next second, Mo Beige returned to his body. "Sh, the aftereffect is quite strong..." he said silently in his heart.

Guo Guo: "You are still in the mood to joke at this time."

Bai Heng cut Shang Wanqing's wrist, but was afraid that Shang Wanqing would run away after waking up, so he was about to cut her tendons. When he was about to destroy her cultivation...

Mo Beige curled his lips. The next second, he dodged past Bai Heng and interrupted his movements.

"You actually woke up?" Bai Heng was a little surprised. Mo Beige was indeed not feeling well. The puppet Gu was running around in her body like crazy.

"Are you surprised? Are you surprised?" The girl smiled with a pale face and then said to Shang Wanqing, "Are you still pretending?"

Shang Wanqing opened her eyes and coughed twice. She couldn't help Mo Beige now. That palm was fatal. She was lucky to survive.

"Anyone who stops me will die!" Bai Heng laughed grimly. He would never allow anyone to stop him. He had been planning for hundreds of years for this plan.

Mo Beige sneered with disdain in his eyes, supported Shang Wanqing with one hand, and received Bai Heng's palm with one hand.

Under the suppression of the power of the law, Mo Beige was unable to display his skills. He frowned, and a flash of gold and red appeared in his eyes.

The next second, Bai Heng's figure crashed into the wooden pillar and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Bai Heng covered his chest and stared at Mo Beige.

Mo Beige used his spiritual power to transform a sharp blade and rushed towards Bai Heng.

Bai Heng gritted his teeth and disappeared as quickly as possible. Mo Beige had no intention of really killing Bai Heng. He turned around, took out the medicine powder and sprinkled it on Shang Wanqing's wrist.

The wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. After dealing with all this, Mo Beige felt a fishy sweetness in his throat before he could even open his mouth.

"Are you okay?" Shang Wanqing asked weakly. Mo Beige wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the sweat on his face dripped down. "I'm fine, I'm alive."

"Eat it." He took out a bottle of pills from somewhere and threw it to Shang Wanqing.

Shang Wanqing took the medicine obediently and immediately felt much better. She was no longer so weak and stood up to sit on the wooden railing of the pavilion with Mo Beige.

"Is this the play you asked me to play?" Shang Wanqing looked at the pale-faced woman.

Upon hearing this, Mo Beige glanced at Shang Wanqing and nodded.

"I didn't expect that your strength is so unfathomable." Shang Wanqing said while looking at the railing.

"Really? I didn't expect that myself." The girl smiled, then took out a bottle of pills and drank it.

Shang Wanqing supported her head with her hands. She didn’t quite understand why Mo Beige wanted to save her.

Mo Beige seemed to see through her doubts and said slowly, "For him, and for myself."

Shang Wanqing roughly understood it. It turned out that love was the most hurtful word.

Bai Heng for love, Mo Beige for love.

Mo Beige didn't say anything else. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

"Beibei, this person's health condition is not very good." Guoguo sighed.

"I know." Mo Beige said nonchalantly. Mo Beige suppressed the riot of the puppet Gu with his life source and put a seal on the puppet Gu to keep it quiet for a while.

However, without the support of his life force, Mo Beige felt even weaker. He opened his eyes, covered his chest and took a few breaths.

"Are you awake? Have some water." Shang Wanqing took out a kettle from somewhere and poured a glass of water to Mo Beige.

After taking a few sips of the water, Shang Wanqing said, "The real enemy is Bai Heng, right?

Although I don’t know what happened in the previous generation, I have heard some vague stories from my father.”

"Yes." Mo Beige answered truthfully, "As for the specific reasons, Bai Heng himself knows it best, but his purpose is to resurrect your aunt Shang Wenxuan."

Shang Wanqing lowered her eyes and said calmly, "She's also your grandmother."

Mo Beige was speechless for a moment when he heard her words. He sat on the wooden railing, took a few breaths, and looked up at Shang Wanqing. "I give myself to you."

Before Shang Wanqing could react, she saw the man fall straight over. "Mo Beige, Mo Beige..."

Mo Beige actually fainted. Although the puppet Gu was suppressed and sealed by her, her source of life was exhausted after all.

If more power is absorbed from the outside, this body will not be able to bear it and will explode and die.

Shang Wanqing looked at the unconscious Mo Beige with some worry. His pulse was extremely weak and his breath was barely noticeable. She sighed and helped Mo Beige back to her room.

A doctor was found and some medicine was prescribed for Mo Beige, and Shang Wanqing took care of Mo Beige personally.

On the second day, Jun Beihuang came to Wanqing Pavilion. When Shang Wanqing saw someone coming, she consciously sat on a stool beside her.

He poured himself a cup of tea and looked at the unconscious Mo Beige, whose face was completely bloodless. Jun Beihuang felt a pain in his heart.

The fear of losing her came back again, but his heart remained the same, he still wanted her to live.

He pursed his lips and sat on the bed, stroking the girl's cheek without saying a word. He couldn't tell what he felt, but he felt a little suffocated, just like ten years ago.

He didn't like her lifeless appearance at all. He took the girl's hand, put it to his lips, and stretched out his hand to heal Mo Beige's wound. But it was in vain.

As the power was transferred, cold sweat broke out on Mo Beige's forehead.

"It's useless. There is a spiritual energy and a demonic energy in her body. When I try to heal her with the spiritual energy, the demonic energy will run wild. The same thing happens in reverse." Shang Wanqing sat on a stool not far away, holding a teacup in her hand and said

Jun Beihuang stopped after hearing this, and Shang Wanqing told Jun Beihuang what happened yesterday.

After hearing this, the man's eyes were fierce and cold, and he said, "Bai Heng"

After a while, Jun Beihuang looked away from Mo Beige's face and looked at Shang Wanqing. "Draw it."

Shang Wanqing nodded, stood up and walked to the desk and sat down.

Soon, Shang Wanqing showed the portrait to Jun Beihuang and said, "Pass on my order. All demons in the tribe must kill Bai Heng."