Rebirth of the tyrant love husband

Chapter 112

Now his heart is about to fail, and he must immediately go to the world to find a fresh heart to sustain his life, otherwise, the skin on his body will wither until it disappears into ashes.

He took out the antidote from his arms, walked to the bed, slowly helped Shen Yan's body, and poured it for him.

"Immortal Venerable, I'm sorry." His pale lips parted and closed, "Tong Hua, let Immortal Venerable go and get back your elixir with Su Nian."

After finishing speaking, he tidied up his robe, combed his long hair in front of the mirror, and strode out with his sleeves flicked.

The night was pitch black, with only a half moon to show him the way.

He flew out of the Heavenly Demon Palace with his sword, and the black robe curled up with the fragrance of flowers flowing in the air.

After walking all night, the sky gradually brightened and mist filled the sky.

He stopped by a winding stream on the outskirts of the city, because there happened to be a young man bending over to fetch water there.

He quietly hid behind a big rock by the stream, and saw that the man who carried the water was strong and powerful.

The veins on the back of his hand bulged, he struggled for a while, and finally made up his mind.Raising the sleeves, he moved behind the man in an instant, and stretched out his hand silently. The fingernails of the five fingers suddenly became sharp and long, and the nails slowly pierced into the man's back.

"Chang'er, why are you so slow in carrying water today?" Suddenly an old voice broke the tranquility by the stream.

Gu Wanqing was startled, and immediately turned her head to look, only to see a hunchbacked old man with a cane coming from a distance, faintly visible in the mist.

His nails had already touched the man's coarse clothes, and the man straightened up suddenly, and shouted in the direction of the old man with a bright voice: "Mother, your eyesight is not good, why did you come to me? I'll go back right away."

"Mother, I'm not afraid that something will happen to you." The old man staggered towards them leaning on a cane.

Gu Wanqing immediately withdrew her hand and quickly retreated towards a hidden tree.

He leaned against the tree panting, his hands trembling slightly, and the young man's long-lost "Mother" made ripples in his heart.Thinking of the horrible scene of his mother hanging on the beam, his heart only felt unbearable pain.

He raised his hand to cover his chest, and his complexion was instantly pale as snow.

He had to find his heart and swallow it right away, but the person in front of him couldn't.

He immediately turned around and rushed out towards the jungle behind him. The bright sunlight shone on every corner of the capital, and he stumbled onto the streets of the capital, clutching his chest.

Wherever he walked, everyone stared and retreated.

After a while, many officers and soldiers appeared on the street, slowly approaching him with silver swords in their hands.

"Where did the demon come from?" One of the leading young officers and soldiers shouted angrily, pointing the tip of his sword at him.

Gu Wanqing raised her eyes and looked around, only to see that everyone was frightened, and even some officers and soldiers with swords shrank back as little as possible while shaking their bodies.

"What are you afraid of! A group of trash!" The young officers and soldiers headed by, holding a sharp sword, rushed towards Gu Wanqing alone.

Seeing that the sharp sword was about to pierce Gu Wanqing's chest, his hand suddenly stopped, and the tip of the sword dangled in the air.

"The monster has dug out its heart! Run away!" Suddenly, a sharp roar erupted from the crowd.

Only then did everyone react, their faces turned pale, and they screamed again and again.

The officers and soldiers threw away their swords and ran in all directions.

The common people also threw away the vegetable baskets in their hands, and fled around quickly with the children.

"The monster has taken his heart out! The monster has taken his heart out!"

Holding the bloody heart in both hands, Gu Wanqing ran towards a bridge in the distance.

The flowing water under the bridge is gurgling, the fish are playing around the lotus leaves, and there are ripples on the water surface.

Gu Wanqing gasped for breath, and suddenly saw a white-haired and white-skinned face on the water.He paused and shook his head, only to see the face in the water shaking his head with him.

He couldn't believe that the person in the water was him, no wonder people shunned him when they saw him.