Chapter 581 Endless Killing
"I know what you think and what you think. Here, you can be yourself at will..." The immortal raised his hand and waved, and everything around him began to twist and change.
"Here, you can get everything you want regardless of the rules of heaven and earth and all moral principles."
Here, you can indulge your infinite desires.
Shanshan was slightly stunned.
Infinite, release your own desires? Anything is possible?
He clearly didn't say anything, but the immortal seemed to see through him at a glance.
"Of course, you can be unrestrained here. You are the king here, you can kill at will..."
"Qi Jue, go, you were not born to be controlled."
"Release your killing, find yourself in killing, grow in killing..."
"Killing is your home." The immortal's voice seemed to be bewitching, and his ears began to be filled with the cries of countless wronged souls.
He stood in the middle of the white fog in confusion, Qi Jue?
Killing?
Can you be yourself without scruples?
In the past, the sound of crying in my ears gradually became real.
He seemed to have turned into a newborn baby girl, who had just cried for the first time in the world and was carried out naked. No, she was carried out upside down by her calves.
She felt cold and didn't even have a piece of clothing...
It was as if she had entered the mountains and was cut by sharp branches and covered in blood.
Then, she was thrown out heavily.
She was in pain all over and cried sharply and childishly in her throat.
"You loser, you bitch, you dare to reincarnate into my family!!"
"Tell those losers who want to reincarnate into my family, I'll kill them all!"
"You useless dead girl! You blocked my son's way!" The man cursed fiercely, threw the baby girl into a ravine full of bones, and turned away cursing.
The baby girl cried until her voice was hoarse, and waved her hands, and she didn't know when she grabbed a bone.
Under the moonlight, Shanshan seemed to have become the baby girl who was thrown into the baby ditch at birth, with bones all over the mountains.
Countless tender white bones, small ones...
At some point, pairs of green eyes appeared around.
He waved his fists to drive away the jackals, but the wolves swarmed in, piercing the tender skin and flesh with sharp teeth...
The cry was shrill and miserable.
He felt his flesh and blood being torn to pieces, his bones being bitten off, and felt that his resentment and hatred were almost turning into substance.
He suddenly broke away from the resentment of the baby girl.
The baby girl was him, but not him.
He stood in the white mist, his eyes gradually turned red, killing, killing...
This dirty world, everyone deserves to die.
He seemed to turn into a gust of wind and came to the house where the baby girl was abandoned. I could vaguely see the woman in front of the window covering her face and sobbing...
"Little girl, my little girl, it's your mother who can't protect you..."
Shanshan stood outside the courtyard gate. At this moment, his face was exactly the same as the former Qi Jue.
He was full of murderous aura, and he could feel several breaths in the house.
They all deserved to die.
He wanted to burn everything and almost drowned him. Only blood could stop the anger in his heart. He walked into the house step by step.
The man probably drank alcohol, and he was drunk and cursing.
"Dead girl, are you dead? Hurry up and boil water for me... boil water to wash..." The man cursed with his eyes closed.
Outside the door, the thin little girl lit the fire tremblingly.
The grandmother next door even spat.
"Money-losing goods, things that can't give birth to sons."
The woman looked pale. She had just given birth to a child and washed clothes in cold water before the confinement period.
The people in this courtyard were as weak as ants.
It seemed that he could take their lives with just a wave of his hand.
He longed to let the burning blood quench his anger. He was shaking with excitement. He slowly raised his hand...
His eyes flashed with excitement and bloodthirstiness.
It seemed that some mysterious cruel door had been opened in his bones.
His whole body was clamoring for killing, and he was looking forward to the upcoming killing.
At this moment, he had lost all his reason and seemed to have lost himself in resentment.
He raised his hand, and poofed...
The warm blood splashed on his cheek. He even stretched out his tongue and sipped it gently. The pleasure in his bones was clamoring.
He was longing for killing, he longed for a big kill!
The man's head rolled to the ground. He raised his foot and kicked his head outside the door, rolling twice.
His irritability seemed to be smoothed out in an instant, and he began to enjoy this comfort.
He walked out of the room and stood at the door of the kitchen.
The thin and weak little girl was crying while lighting the fire: "Daddy, I'll boil water right away, don't hit mom. Mom just gave birth to my sister..." She was mumbling something in a low voice, as if she was practicing how to persuade her father, and quietly giving herself courage and encouragement.
"Zhao Di will definitely be able to summon a brother..." She stepped on a stool and filled the wooden barrel with hot water.
As soon as she turned around...
She saw the man in black looking at her coldly.
His pale palm was still dripping with blood...
Bang...
The wooden barrel that she had just barely lifted with both hands fell to the ground with a thud, and the hot water spilled all over the ground, and white smoke rose up...
"Zhao Di, did you knock something over? Idiot, you can't even ruin the house!"
"As useless as your mother!"
"Poor my son, he can't even give birth to a son who breaks a pot! It's so unlucky to meet you, a jinx." The old lady next door pretended to curse.
Zhaodi fell to the ground in fear. She was so frightened that she couldn't even cry. Her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't say a word.
The man in front of me slowly raised his hand...
Zhaodi closed her eyes tightly... shivering nervously.
But she still held on to her fear and said, "No, don't kill my mother... Please, don't kill my mother." Although she was afraid, she still wanted to protect her mother.
The scene in the mourning hall seemed to reappear in my mind when I lost my mind.
as well as……
Lu Chaochao was eyeing him, ready to chop off his head at any time.
Shanshan's whole body trembled and he suddenly woke up.
He looked at the blood on his fingertips in shock, "It's over, it's over, I killed someone!" !
But there seemed to be endless anger clamoring and bewitching him in his mind.
Shanshan struggled to get away from the anger.
He staggered away from here.
The killings all over the body cannot be vented, and the anger all over the body cannot be dissipated.
As he walked along the long street, he saw watchmen, vendors closing their stalls, and fishermen fishing by the river... He couldn't restrain the murderous intention in his heart and his desire to destroy everything.
He was hesitating and struggling...
After a long time.
He appeared in a familiar location.
Pfft...
Pfft...
The sound of his throat being bitten became more and more obvious.
Qi Jue, dressed in black, sat in front of the chicken coop with a cold look on his face, killing the chickens expressionlessly.
Collapse, my heart has already collapsed! !
He couldn't even figure out why he was here! !
Everything is like a dream but not a dream.
When Shanshan opened his eyes, he felt that his teeth were sore and weak, as if he had been tired all night. (End of chapter)
