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Chapter 969 Tiger(3/3)

Huangshanjun's consciousness showed signs of recovery again.

Unfortunately, this sign only existed for a moment and then disappeared.

But Mo Hua's eyes brightened slightly and he confirmed his thoughts.

Thoughts of good and evil will wax and wane.

As long as the evil fetus is continuously consumed and the evil fetus is under pressure, the flaws will be exposed step by step, the evil fetus will be torn apart step by step, and Huangshan Jun's consciousness may wake up again.

This is the only hope to defeat this powerful evil fetus.

Mo Hua didn't dare to relax at all, let alone take a break.

Huangshan Jun was polluted and assimilated by this evil fetus. After countless years, his self-consciousness was like a candle in the wind. I don't know how long it can last.

Once it is completely eliminated, it is likely that everything will be over.

With such a huge disparity in realms, Mo Hua didn't know how to completely kill this evil fetus.

Despite being scarred, Mo Hua could only bite the bullet and fight against this evil fetus.

While fighting, he never stopped talking, one sentence after another, constantly disturbing the evil fetus' mental state.

"Tiger, wake up—"

“Tiger, don’t die————

"If you die, I really can't win -"

"Tiger!"

But after chanting for a long time, Huangshanjun inside the evil fetus still didn't seem to have much reaction.

Mo Hua could only think of another way, saying:

"Tiger, I am really your friend——·

"You have another 'you' who escaped from the lonely mountain and hid in a ruined temple on the top of a hill, sleeping in the open air."

"The roof leaks rain, the walls leak wind——"

"Drinking rainwater, eating steamed buns, guarding a few feet of clay sculptures, fearing both jackals and monks————

"I have given you sacrifices, treated you to meat, and drank with you..."

"You also taught me the knowledge of Shinto——"

"Tiger——."

Mo Hua was being beaten and talking at the same time.

This battle is long and hard.

After a while, I wonder if the life in this solitary mountain and wild ridge is too miserable, and it also touches the Lord of Huangshan who sits on the top of Guhuang Mountain and receives thousands of incense.

Finally, the evil fetus stopped again, and the evil energy surged around it, more violently than before.

The two forces are constantly intertwined.

Red and gold, flickering on and off.

The deformed flesh and blood scurried like a python.

Following a painful roar that was mixed with cruelty and reason, the evil fetus's gloomy face finally glowed with gold, revealing its majesty.

Huangshan Jun's consciousness temporarily gained the upper hand.

His divinity and memory went back a little and suppressed the "stillborn child" of the evil god.

He looked at the ink paintings silently with a pair of golden and narrow eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Do you really—know me?"

"My——other origin is still alive now?"

The ink painting, which had several broken bones and was covered in blood and scars, finally breathed a long sigh of relief and nodded repeatedly:

"Know! Still alive!"

Although his life was a bit miserable, he was still alive.

The wild mountains and ridges are also very quiet, without so much noise and worries.

Huang Shanjun took another deep look at the ink painting, and he indeed sensed a hint of cause and effect from the ink painting.

This feeling of origin connection is unmistakable.

The other self does indeed have some close friendship and fate with this little kid.

and··-

Huang Shanjun looked at the ink painting deeply and felt that the existence of the ink painting was quite strange.

Like humans, but much stronger than humans.

Like a god, his aura is not pure enough, and he is too full of humanity and talks too much.

Like a monster, in the hidden cause and effect, there is an evil spirit that is almost demonic. The killing is very serious, but it is upright and aboveboard...——————

"It's no wonder that such a being can be "friends" with me——

Huangshan Jun sighed in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel "cherishing talents", and said to Mo Hua:

"The fetus of the evil god is immortal and cannot be killed—"

"With my remaining will and the power of the evil god, I let you leave this dream. This is the last thing I can do..."
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