Then, Xiaorou learned that the Hell Messenger was entangled in the terrible game, in order to protect the Hell Messenger from being killed by other similar people.

At this moment, it sets the so-called sha're:n opportunity rules for itself.

That is to protect him at all costs.

But its power is still too weak, the opportunity it just decided to be too powerful to achieve.

In the end, she had to settle for the second best, obeyed the advice of the Hell Messenger, and changed the opportunity to the person who escaped the space prescribed by the Hell Messenger in everything, and all those who escaped the opportunity to die.

The Hell Messenger said he loved her every day, no matter whether she was a human or a ghost, she would always be with her forever.

She is happy.

It is also painful at the same time, and the resentment that can never be dissipated in my heart is always retained.

It hated the scars on its face, which made her never able to look directly at the messenger of hell openly.

She was like a mouse in a stinky ditch, and she could never show her face openly and show her most beautiful smile to show her.

Although she knew that even if she had recovered her appearance, she still couldn't get along with her good-looking appearance.

The saddest thing is that when she was alive, she could not use medical means to repair the scars on her face because the wound was too deep and she missed the best treatment method, so she didn't even have the chance to relieve the scars.

After her death, although she became a ghost and possessed incredible power, sadly, she still couldn't use her resentment to remove the scars on her face.

Of course, it is not impossible.

Unless she is willing to sacrifice her life and become a ghost, as long as the resentment disappears, the scars on her face will naturally disappear.

But in that case, she could no longer maintain her identity as a ghost and completely dissolved into this world.

then.

As time goes by, her resentment becomes deeper and deeper, and naturally, her power becomes stronger.

All the scenes that were reproduced in the past disappeared at this moment. Xia Letian found that he had returned to that room again, and the black cat in his arms was back.

Xia Letian looked down at the cat, and focused all his attention on the female ghost. He couldn't tell whether it was pity or other emotions. Xia Letian's mood was very complicated at this moment.

This ghost is both pitiful and hateful.

What is pitiful is the inhuman torture she encountered during her lifetime. What is hateful is that she chose to help the evildoer after her death, and helped the Hell messenger in disguise to kill many innocent players.

I don’t know if the messenger of hell had seen the scenes just now. His expression was surprisingly calm, and he said to the ghost Xiaorou with a sarcastic expression: “Now you already know the truth, all of this was caused by me.”

His breath became weak, as if he was already in his dying state. He said, "I'm all lying to you. You are just a tool, a fool who I have used."

The female ghost lowered her head, her long hair covered her face, and she didn't say a word.

Xia Letian felt even more complicated when he saw it, and he sighed silently in his heart.

"You speak? Ah?!!" The Hell Messenger saw that the female ghost did not say a word, but instead shouted hysterically and anxiously: "Are you very disappointed with me? You finally know what kind of person I am?"

He seemed to be deliberately stimulating the female ghost, and before his death he still wanted to sha're:n heart-killing stimulation to this poor female ghost.

The female ghost still said nothing, and tears that turned into blood slowly flowed down her cheeks, her voice was hoarse, "I know."

The messenger of hell was stunned.

The same is true for Xia Lotte.

What does the female ghost mean just now?

She knew everything the Hell Messenger did? Then why did she fall in love with the Hell Messenger and even chose to help the Hell Messenger.

"You are lying to me." The Hell Messenger did not believe it.

This was not the scene he wanted to see. He thought that when he said these words, this poor and pathetic woman would become painful and desperate.

He had enough that this female ghost had been lying behind him and had to endure that this female ghost would always have terrible consequences of wanting to kill him.

This kind of day can finally end.

The female ghost slowly raised her head with her lowered bow, looking at the messenger of hell with some sadness and loss. The last bit of resentment condensed around her body slowly disappeared, and then the scene in the room changed again.

Xia Letian found himself appearing in a strange place again.

This is a high school, and all the students around them have blurred faces, and only noisy sounds can be heard.

Immediately afterwards, the only girl with clear facial features appeared. She looked around nervously, as if she was holding a pink envelope in her arms.

It seems to be a confession love letter.

This girl is exactly the same as the female ghost when she was in her teenage years. Although she looks ordinary, she is particularly youthful and energetic, with her eyebrows and eyes full of expectation and tension.

She seemed to be confessing to someone.

Then, a high school girl with a blurred face appeared and said to the girl: "Are you really planning to confess to the senior of the next university?"

The girl nodded shyly.

After finally waiting for the school gate to open, she ran out quickly, and her ponytail drifted out of the air, as if it was the girl's heart that was singing.

Then, the girl stopped the young man with clear facial features. He was the young version of the messenger of hell. At this time, he still had a melancholy temperament that was completely different from others, and he was gentle and doting when he smiled.

The girl held the love letter and confessed, "I like you! I have liked you for a long time."

The young version of the Hell Messenger smiled, approached the girl's ear, and said like a devil whispering: "Even if it's to die for me?"

The girl was stunned.

A sarcasm flashed in the eyes of the Hell Messenger, but then a gentle smile appeared on his face and said, "I'm kidding, you go back quickly, it's impossible for us."

The Hell Messenger left.

The girl slowly lowered her head with the love letter in her arms, tears flowing down her face and muttered, "Do you die? If I can be with you, I...will."

But the Hell Messenger will not hear it again.

The girl chose to protect him silently from a distance. Gradually, she found that there seemed to be some crisis in the messenger of hell. She was very worried but didn't know what was going on.

Until later she was arrested by the Hell Organization, when she experienced the painful torture, she was still thinking about the messenger of hell.

She wants to survive.

You must never die here.

Then, at the moment she was on the verge of death, she saw that person, although that person seemed to not remember her anymore.

But she got everything she had dreamed of.

That person actually said he fell in love with her. Although she knew this was not true, she was willing to indulge in this false love. As long as she could be with the other person, she would not even be afraid of death.

But later, what the servants did made her feel ashamed. Hate and despair made her choose z-i'sa, who had not collapsed even in torture.

The screen disappears.

The female ghost slowly lifted up her long hair, and all the resentment disappeared in an instant. Naturally, the scars on her face disappeared, and her skin was smooth but extremely pale.

It is obvious at a glance that she is no longer a human being, but a terrifying evil spirit in red.

The female ghost slowly approached the Hell Messenger and reached out to touch him. A hoarse voice rang out, "I'm so happy... I know you."

She blinked and smiled. Finally, the force slowly condensed into a red ball, attached to the Hell Messenger, instantly recovering half of the injury of the Hell Messenger.

This is the only thing she can do for the other person.

"Life well, I... want you to live." The female ghost stared at the hell messenger, as if she wanted to keep the other person's face in her heart forever.

She wants to strangle the hell messenger to death every day, hoping to turn the other party into a ghost and be with her.

But now, she chose to let go and let the Hell Messenger survive.

Gradually, her figure began to blur and finally completely dissipated in this world.

The hell messenger's hands had grown back. He supported himself and stared blankly at the place where the female ghost disappeared, subconsciously trying to catch her.

But I didn't catch anything.

The Hell Messenger never thought that he and she had had such a story a few years ago, but he no longer remembered it.

Most importantly, she did what the hell messenger asked.

"Even if it's for me?"

"I do."

Xia Letian immediately took out b-i'sh0u. Although he was moved by the female ghost's behavior of sacrificing himself to save the hell messenger just now, this still could not stop him from choosing to continue to kill the hell messenger.

Such people should die.

The Hell Messenger did not choose to escape at the first time. He sat there still staring blankly at the place where the female ghost disappeared.

After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes and suppressed all his emotions in his heart.

He regretted it.

He has done many bad things and has never had any regrets or guilt. He will not be punished for himself, but now he has a mentality that he will indeed be punished by doing bad things.

The one who was just retribution should not be this evil ghost named Xiaorou.

It's just yours.

Xia Letian had already walked to the Hell Messenger, "Do you have anything else to say?"
To be continued...