He and It

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Yu Mengzhou: *woke up and found himself with a peeping tom, and immediately twisted in horror* I will beat you to death!

Peeping Tom Demon: *racks his brains* No, wait! Although you have been dead for a long time and the world is about to be destroyed by your lover, your soul is still alive, surprise! Right!

Yu Mengzhou: *starts to tremble* How long have I been dead? lover? Destroy the world?

Peeping Tom Demon: *notices things are not getting better at all* Ugh, damn.

Chapter 90 Dark Sky Reserve (Twenty-five)

Yu Mengzhou said: "You have to help me."

The weaver's laughter stopped: "Huh?"

"You have to help me!" Yu Mengzhou rushed forward, grabbed the collar of the hood and shook it, "I can't stay here anymore, I have to go back, things can't develop like this!"

The weaver was so stunned that his eyes almost fell out. Even though Yu Mengzhou had no intention of harming him, the burning sensation from such close contact with the innocent soul still made him suffocate.

"Wait, wait, wait!" The weaver struggled, "What should I help you with? What can I do to help you?"

Yu Mengzhou stared at him, "You have been hiding in my memory for so many years. Even if you are just a cockroach, you should pay rent, right? I have to go back. You are a devil. Is there nothing you can do, such as reviving my physical body?" "

"Are you kidding me!" the weaver shouted, "your body has long been burned to ashes by Angra's poison, where can I find a body for you to resurrect?"

"Then think of other ways!" Yu Mengzhou shouted after him, "Think of other ways to get me back!"

The weaver had no choice but to give in. If he continued to sway like this, his fate would not be much better than Angra's.

"Okay, okay! There is no other way. Let me go first and listen to what I tell you!" The big devil saved his collar humbly and aggrievedly, and finally let Yu Mengzhou let him go.

"——You can go to hell." Taking a breath, the weaver said seriously.

Yu Mengzhou's fists slowly clenched.

"I'm not telling you a joke!" the weaver said hurriedly, "You died, and now you are in a soul state, so you can either go up to the innocent world, or go down to the hell where the devil lives. But because you are a sinless person, You also killed Angra single-handedly. If any demon without eyes wants to pull down your soul, it is estimated that a hundred thousand thunders and fires will be light on your body, so you have to voluntarily fall into the demonic realm."

"Then?" Yu Mengzhou asked suspiciously, temporarily relaxing his fists.

"Then, when the human soul falls into the Demon Realm, it will not change into what it was in life at first. Instead, it will be compressed by the energy of the Demon Realm into a sinful body, which is what we often call the frightened little demon. After dozens or hundreds of Years later, after the scary little demon eats enough other monsters, it will begin to change and become qualified to regain its own appearance and memory..."

Yu Mengzhou's fists clenched again.

"You mean, not only are you going to make me turn into a disgusting version of Pokémon, but you're also going to make me wait for decades to return to my human form?"

The weaver shuddered and did not dare to nod.

"We can discuss this..." the weaver said hesitantly, "Or, I can take you directly to the royal capital. Even if you are in the form of a frightened little demon, the emperor will immediately infuse you with magic power. How about turning you into a human form!"

"I want to face it directly, in human form," Yu Mengzhou said slowly, "Do you understand?"

The weaver was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but feel in awe.

Not to mention overthrowing the first prince, does this human being still want to kill his relatives and overthrow the second orthodox monarch of hell? Good guy, this is the God of War sent by the angel.

"What about your magic power?" Yu Mengzhou said coldly, "Can't you give me your magic power and let me transform into a human form?"

The Weaver said in disbelief: "Do you know how much this requires? My subordinates are gone, my followers are gone, my domain and lair have been burned to the ground, I am now alone, and you still want to steal my magic power?"

Yu Mengzhou said calmly: "When I tell them clearly, I will give you a piece of land to retire on. You can do it or not."

Weaver: "Dry."

One person and one demon quickly agreed on the details. Yu Mengzhou understood that demons could not be trusted, but he had to act in a hurry, and he could not find a better person or method to do this for him.

At the opening of the memory dream, the weaver stretched out his skinny, blackened fingers and drew the shape of a door on the ground.

"This is it, jump." He said, "As you fall, I will continue to pour magic into you, so that when you land, you will still be in the human form at this moment. But, for the sake of me Since I have been hiding here for so long, I might as well give you some free advice."

The ancient demon turned his head, and countless pairs of green eyes flickered in the dark gaps of the hood.

"Don't approach the emperor rashly," the weaver said. "He is no longer the magic horse you knew, and the oath between the horses has long since fallen apart. If you see the black and red king's flag fluttering on the earth, then your best You better run quickly, otherwise..."

He paused and said meaningfully: "...Otherwise, I'm afraid you will never be able to see the sky outside or smell the free and loose smell of sulfur in the wind."

Yu Mengzhou paused, nodded to him, and then resolutely jumped into the open door.

He didn't know how long it took for him to fall, and he didn't feel the weightlessness of the strong wind slicing his face or the backflow of blood. He felt that he was very light, as light as a piece of cotton wool, floating in the air, and drifted to the ground with the gravity.

He opened his eyes and sat up from the red ground. Looking left and right, Yu Mengzhou finally returned to this world after hundreds of years of absence.

He raised his hand and found that he was still wearing the clothes he had worn when he fell into the Demonic Realm that day, and maybe it was because of his spirit body. A faint white light could not help but seep out from under his skin, and it was so bright in the dark and silent wilderness. Out of place.

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