Quick Wear: Female Supporting Role

Chapter 263 The past is gone like smoke

He checked again and again, and still looked up uncertainly and asked, "Are all the things here?"

Wu Xin propped his head up and said with a smile: "What? Are you still afraid of ghosts?"

As she spoke, she cast a spell and a small clay figurine fell into her hand. She played with it without any intention: "Why do you keep them? Are you going to worship them as ancestors?"

"I knew you were holding back. Give it to me now." Liao Han's face darkened.

"It seems that you care about this little thing very much. Here." Wuxin threw the clay sculpture into the air.

After Liao Han caught it and looked carefully, he saw that the original clay sculpture had turned into muddy water and was flowing out from his fingertips.

Then the clay sculpture appeared in Wuxin's hands again. When she first saw these clay sculptures, only this one was painted, while the others were not. Coincidentally, this one looked like a woman.

The other clay sculptures sealed the souls of the superiors, and Liao Han occupied their bodies. But it happened that this little clay figure, Wu Xin didn't understand.

"You have imprisoned the souls of emperors from past dynasties in clay sculptures. You are truly going against the will of heaven. Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven and dying a miserable death in the future?" Wu Xin narrowed his eyes as he said the last sentence.

"You don't have to worry about it." Liao Han snatched the clay sculpture from the woman, carefully cared for it, and made sure that it was not damaged before he felt relieved.

"You have also taken possession of the body of that good woman. You have extraordinary taste." Wu Xin looked shocked. "Tsk tsk tsk"

For the first time, Liao Han took the unintentional ridicule seriously, "She is Xuerong, Qingxue's grandmother, my first wife."

Thinking of the past, Liao Han had a lot of thoughts in his mind. He paused for a moment and then let out a heavy sigh.

"..." Wu Xin was stunned, and then puzzled, "I am not interested in your past." To be precise, she had already seen it, it was just a story of a heartless man meeting a lovesick witch, but the man's heart was fickle.

"You have been here for more than three hundred years. Do you still remember your son's father?"

Wu Xin frowned: "What nonsense are you talking about? It's incomprehensible."

Liao Han laughed a little crazily, "At the beginning, you were worried about the gains and losses of a man, hiding in the dark alone to lick your wounds, but I never thought that you would jump out soon, and have male lovers one after another, including your master..."

There was a murderous look in Wuxin's eyes, "Looking for death." Fortunately, Liao Han dodged in time, but the wall behind him collapsed, making quite a loud noise.

"Is there any need to be so angry? I just want to talk to an old friend about my inner thoughts."

Listening to him talking, Wu Xin kept resisting the urge to go up and slap him, "I'm not interested in that."

Liao Han holds the colorful clay sculpture tenderly, recalling the time when "it was a sunny day, and she had just transformed not long ago"

(He danced gracefully among the flowers, his sleeves fluttering with his movements, like a butterfly, his bright smile instantly attracted people not far away.

The first person that Little Butterfly, who was not deeply involved in the incident, met was him. At that time, he was called Yang Ming, and he controlled Little Butterfly with just a little trick.

In order to be with Little Butterfly, he had given up the idea of ​​going back. He planned to stay here forever, the two of them as companions.

Good times are always short-lived. Wuxin sent the dazed person flying with a roundhouse kick.

She couldn't bear to listen any more. "Wake up. It was you who actually tricked Xiao Qingdie. Later, you got tired of her and she got away with it, leaving her alone in the mortal world. She was unlucky to meet a scumbag like you, and then she was raped and killed by a villain."

Liao Han's face turned pale, as if someone had discovered his secret. He became anxious and shouted, "You are talking nonsense!"

"I'm talking nonsense," Wu Xin snorted, "Do you really think I don't know that your wife and children suffered, and they all died in order to keep Xue'er alive."

“Tsk tsk tsk, now she is nurturing a remnant of her grandmother’s soul? The others who died tragically deserved it. If you have the guts, resurrect them all.”

"Bai Wuxin" followed by a roar.

Following the command, the runes on the surrounding walls moved.

The formation was activated and trapped Wuxin. She couldn't get away for a while and sneered, "Why do you want to kill me?"

"Of course this can't trap you." He lost his momentum and became depressed. "I don't know who to tell these things to. After all, you and I are the same."

"What's wrong with you and me? I'm different from you!" Wuxin was about to cast a spell, but he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Liao Han said self-deprecatingly, "Yes, at least the people around you had a good ending. Madam Lin died of old age, and Lin Chen is still a little immortal master. It's really glorious. Unlike me, everything I had turned into a bubble, and all that's left is a debt. Even Qingxue didn't come anymore."

A quarter of an hour later, Wuxin found a flaw and was about to come out.

Just as she was about to fight back, the guards rushed in.

She revealed her demon form here, but when she saw a large number of people rushing towards her, she quickly returned to her human form.

"Your men are trapped outside, and you are alone now. Stop struggling and surrender."

Wu Xin raised her eyebrows and said disapprovingly, "Really?" She snapped her fingers, and the royal guards who rushed in disappeared. The entire palace was turning upside down, and Liao Han was nervously controlling his body.

As reality distorted, the surrounding environment changed. It was no longer a huge palace, but a spatial structure.

The surroundings were terribly quiet. Suddenly, a strong wind whistled in from the darkness, and a bullet shell fell to the ground. It hit Liao Han, and he fell to the ground.

Bai Wuxin walked out of the darkness, and she was now fully equipped with a bunch of modern weapons. Looking at the person lying on the ground, Wuxin stepped forward and kicked him twice.

"Hey, get up," she said impatiently, "stop playing dead."

She was clearly hit just now, but she didn't feel any pain. Liao Han sat up and looked at her blankly, "I'm okay?"

"Where is this?"

"The Sumeru space I created is similar to a small world"

Liao Han put on her mecha and asked curiously, "Where did you get these things?"

Wu Xin pointed the submachine gun directly at his forehead and looked down at him calmly.

"No, no, no," he panicked, but still pretended to be calm. "Don't mess around, if Aoki knew, he would scold you and me for fighting each other instead of doing our job."

"Business?" Wu Xin put away his submachine gun and rolled his eyes. "It's been hundreds of years, and he hasn't said a word."

"You can't blame him for this. Going to heaven is not an easy problem to solve. There must be a complete solution," Liao Han patted his butt and stood up.

Liao Han reminded again: "Isn't there a way of heaven in the dark?"

"When we attack the heavens, we will activate the Wheel of Heavenly Secrets, and then I will be able to see Xue Rong again."

"You did it for Xue Rong" Wu Xin didn't understand, "That's not what you said at the beginning"

Liao Han did not shy away from her doubts. "Didn't you agree to Qingmu in order to reverse time and go back to the time when you first got married?"

"Married?"

He said a little unsurely, "Murong, do you remember?" Seeing that no one responded, he paused and said, "Okay, just pretend that Liao didn't say anything."

"Then why are you so anxious now?" Liao Han asked tentatively, "If we succeed and you want to go to heaven, what are you going to do?"