God Prison

1She felt that she was already in tears. It was just that the ghost mask blocked her tears.    

    

She instantly evaporated the tears from her face, her eyes regained their calmness. She stood up, giving off an even more terrifying feeling. Her body was filled with a bone-piercing coldness, causing the surrounding Demonic Sect disciples to retreat far away.    

    

She lowered her head to look at the dead body of Niu Thirteen. There was a pained expression on his face, as if he had left in pain when he died.    

    

Seeing the pain on Niu Thirteen's face, Xuanyuan Xue felt as if her heart was being pierced by needles. She took a deep breath and instantly calmed down.    

    

Right now, she was everyone's pillar of support, and she could not reveal these fragile emotions. She had to remain calm and remain strong in order to lead everyone to live on.    

    

With a light wave of her hand, the corpse of Niu Thirteen disappeared, as did her figure.    

    

The surrounding Demonic Sect disciples saw Xuanyuan Xue's body disappearing while carrying Niu Thirteen.    

    

On the first level of the battleship, which was led by the leader of the Heavenly Demon Sect's more than 100 battleships, Xuanyuan Xue carried Niu Thirteen's corpse and appeared.    

    

Xuanyuan Xue gently placed Niu Thirteen's body on the ground and stared blankly at his face.    

    

Even now, she still could not believe that Niu Thirteen had died just like that. Everything happened too suddenly, catching her off guard.    

    

She wasn't ready yet. Niu Thirteen left just like that. She threw herself onto him and cried.    

    

She had already set up a sealing formation around the area, so her voice couldn't be heard. Besides, she and Niu Thirteen were the only ones on the first floor.    

    

Others wouldn't come in, this place belonged to her. She could release her emotions without fear of being seen by others.    

    

There was no need for her to pretend that she was strong. She had been enduring her emotions for a long time. In an instant, she charged out like a flood!    

    

Her heart felt like it was being stabbed by a knife. How she wished that all of this was fake!    

    

"Wake up, I won't bully you anymore!"    

    

"Speak, haven't you always wanted to take off my mask? You still haven't taken off my mask, so you can't leave!"    

    

"Get up! What are you lying down for? If you don't get up, I'll beat you up!"    

    

Xuanyuan Xue's voice resonated throughout this floor. It was not heart-tearing and lung-splitting, and it was just like a normal person's voice. However, one could feel the sorrow and despair within.    

    

Suddenly, Xuanyuan Xue felt a ferocious vibration coming from the pet bag on her waist.    

    

With a light wave of her hand, Whitey's figure appeared beside her.    

    

After Whitey appeared, it let out a low growl at Niu Thirteen's corpse and then looked at Xuanyuan Xue with a puzzled expression.    

    

"Aooo …"    

    

She bit Xuanyuan Xue's sleeve and puzzledly asked why Xuanyuan Xue was crying so bitterly. Was this a death?    

    

"Your master is dead, you heartless ingrate!"    

    

Xuanyuan Xue ruthlessly shook Whitey's head off and glared at it with red eyes. She finally understood why Niu Thirteen often called Whitey the Ingrate now. Now that its master was dead, it wasn't sad at all.    

    

Wasn't this the ingrate? Her master was dead, but she wasn't sad at all. She even asked who was dead, but she couldn't see the corpse of Niu Thirteen!    

    

"Aooo …"    

    

Whitey suddenly looked at Xuanyuan Xue in shock. Then, it looked at Niu Thirteen's corpse and seemed to have thought of something.    

    

It pounced on Niu Thirteen's body and viciously pressed down on his chest with its large, blood-red claws.