Su Ya once again retracted from the smoke in the sky, and the evil ghost smiled sarcastically.

"Have I told you that humans are not trustworthy?" Su Ya patted the dust stained on her body, smiling so proudly.

Ye Feibai didn't speak, nor could he speak. He didn't know how to express it. His heart was like a fire, completely extinguished by this bucket of water.

At this moment, he can hold Xingqiong firmly and not be left with a loss of energy, and he has a huge psychological endurance.

A mass of air stuck in Ye Feibai's chest, and he also began to ask himself, why did he fight to protect humans?

"Yes, Uncle Chou did this, he was just to protect me from death. I could have lived a lifetime with the feeling that it was not me who killed you, but every time the ghost appears, I think of you, how can I forget it? How can I forget it? But this is enough, I really tried my best."

Ye Feibai lowered his head and muttered softly, tears blurred his eyes unconsciously, and Li Qinghuai also sat on the ground with sadness.

There was only the villager who put out the fire, and he looked at the people in the audience as if I could not blame me for survival.

Su Ya couldn't help but clap him. The sound of slapping sounded in the small square, but the sound seemed to hit everyone's face.

"I did a great job. You have been useless for so many years." Su Ya bit her head and praised in reverse. He was convinced by this person.

"What do you mean?" The villager was still a little unhappy, but he was still hiding behind the bonfire in fear.

"No, there is no other meaning." Su Ya waved her hand quickly and turned her head to stare at Ye Feibai with a smile: "Now, can I kill them?"

Ye Feibai cried and laughed. Even though his heart was full of holes, he still stood up again and stood in front of everyone.

"Personally, I wish you could kill him a thousand times." Ye Feibai looked at the villager who was dying with cold eyes, and he hid in fear.

Then he turned his eyes to Suya: "But as a Yin Hunter, you can only step on my body!"

Su Ya's gritted teeth and looked full of doubts: "Why? Why do you rather die than protect those useless things? Didn't you hear what he said just now? Need me to repeat it? Lord Yin Gui?"

This sentence once again stabbed Ye Feibai in his heart. Even without any physical attack, Ye Feibai's body staggered.

"Born in darkness, creating light." Ye Feibai spread his hands and recited this sentence that seems ridiculous and sad now, and silently closed his eyes.

"I'm sorry I may not be able to listen to you." Su Ya tilted her head, gathered her five fingers at once, and the black knife pierced the villager from behind. He didn't believe it until he died. This plan was so far from what he expected.

Ye Feibai smiled, laughing helplessly, put down his hands and lifted Xingqiu again.

"No need to thank me." Su Ya smiled evilly. How could he not understand? Ye Feibai deliberately took nothing. There was obviously no way to stop Su Ya from massacre. He could not commit suicide by himself, so he had to borrow his own hands.

Ye Feibai is kind, but he will revenge his enemies.

Ye Feibai also smiled. It was undeniable that he thought so, but this was not a signal that he asked for peace with Su Ya.

He held Xingqiu tightly again. His strong self-healing ability has reappeared the broken left hand during this period. Although he is still a little weak, it does not affect his movements.

Ye Feibai rushed towards Suya again. This time he tried everything. He had no trump card to kill, but even if he died, the hunting Yin Master could only die in battle.

Su Ya's evil face also showed a hideous smile. Ye Feibai is now treating him like a young chicken.

The black sword was atomized and turned around, and the thrust was slashed and continuous thrusts were as fast as the wind and the sharpness was as bright as lightning. Ye Feibai was already difficult to resist. After more than ten rounds, he had dozens of wounds of all sizes on his body.

The blade passed by again, and it was difficult for Ye Feibai to fight again. He was covered in pain of tearing the blade and corroding the black gas. Ye Feibai finally understood what it felt like to die under his sword.

"You can't win me like this." Su Ya turned the black knife into a black fog ball, throwing it into fun in both hands like throwing a table tennis ball.

Ye Feibai's power was really exhausted. Su Ya was the guy he could not defeat at the moment. It was a pity, but Ye Feibai had seen what a more exquisite swordsmanship looked like.

"Who were you before?" Ye Feibai knelt on the ground half-kneeled, gasping heavily, and wanted to know who Su Ya was before he died.

"Me? Oh, it's been a long time ago, and I have forgotten who I am, but I guess I must have been a bad person before, and then I was sealed in this mask by those good people for a hundred years or a thousand years. I can't remember it." Su Ya has forgotten everything, and now he lives only for his own ideas.

"Do you know how to get out? I beg you something." Ye Feibai raised his hand with difficulty and pointed at Li Qinghuai: "Can you let him go? I will have no regrets if I die if I send him out."

Li Qinghuai covered his mouth tightly, and tears burst out from his eyes, but he did not dare to make a sound to provoke Su Ya, so he could only express his excitement with trembling all over his body.

"Hiss, are you all the Holy Virgins Masters like this? You're going to die and still care about others." Su Ya sat halfway on the steps, and suddenly seemed to be interested in Ye Feibai.

"You are wrong. The Virgin should be a word of praise. If humans had no kindness and would not help, humans would have perished in the hands of ghosts long ago."

"Oh, is that?" Suya's hand supported her chin and her fingertips streaked across her face: "I haven't seen the ghost before?"

Ye Feibai looked bitter: "I look, I am now, just look at me and it's over."

Su Ya smiled indeed: "Don't fool me, I know you are not, because you were called ghosts by them, but I felt your heartache."

"Well, does the heart of the Yin Hunter also hurt?" His miserable smile was full of self-deprecating expressions.

"You mean, the outside world is full of ghosts? Where is humans." Su Ya not only did not start killing, but asked in detail.

"you do not know?"

"I have been imprisoned for so long, of course I don't know. If you didn't say it, I wouldn't know this at all." After Su Ya said this, Ye Feibai couldn't guess what Su Ya's personality was.

But Suare is not so complicated, it exists completely as you wish, does whatever you want, remembers existence without identity and morality, and nothing can be restrained.

"The human world is not right, it can no longer be called the human world. Now most of the world is controlled by ghosts, and humans can only occupy a small part of the place and have a hard time living."

Su Ya tilted her head and hit her fingers on her scarlet face, unable to tell what he was thinking.

"Actually, I really want to go out, but I have forgotten how I got in, so I don't know how to go out at all." Su Ya shook her head and didn't think of anything.

"Or, stay here to talk to me. In the past twenty years, they have only been hiding, which is quite boring." Su Ya seemed to be talking lightly and the wind was surging, and Ye Feibai heard the wind and clouds.
Chapter completed!