Wang Chuxuan slowly walked to the second floor, for fear of alarming the beetles that were gnawing in front of him and beside him.

Slowly ascending to the second floor, this time there were living people in every room, but they were all frightened, shrunk in the corner, unkempt, but the clothes were still the white clothes of the rain arches.

Wang Chuxuan watched for a while, wanting to save them, but those people had obviously become frightened and crazy, and completely ignored him.

Wang Chuxuan had no choice but to continue to climb upstairs, and when he reached the third floor, he happened to see Princess Wenjing, lying asleep in a guest room.

Overjoyed, he hurried over and patted her on the cheek.

Princess Wen Jing didn't react, as if she was dead.

Suddenly, the worm on the shoulder suddenly sounded a human voice: "If you want to save her, you must kill all the people here, you have no choice." ”

Wang Chuxuan woke up like a dream, and sure enough, the insect demon was also guiding himself to kill people.

Wang Chuxuan was hesitating, and suddenly footsteps sounded in the entire inn, and Wang Chuxuan hurriedly came out of Princess Wenjing's room to check.

At this glance, they suddenly became nervous, and all the white-clothed masked people in the rain arch were still looking like they were lost in the corner just now, and they all lost their minds at this time, and all of them walked out of the room slowly, their eyes were dull like zombies, and there was a beetle on their bodies that would come out of their mouths and enter their nostrils for a while.

Before I knew it, there were people who were offering rain around them, and some of them were still conscious, muttering, "Help me!

Wang Chuxuan was surrounded by a chill in his chest, these demons could actually find themselves, when would they stop.

Wang Chuxuan raised the moon blade to make a defensive gesture, and those living dead people walked faster and faster towards him, and actually wanted to bite him.

I don't know when, the beetles on Wang Chuxuan's body disappeared, and all the giant insects that were gnawing on the ground disappeared.

Wang Chuxuan didn't care about anything else, picked up the moon blade and slashed it, he didn't think that these people were still alive now.

The sound was loud, and the fourth floor shook on the side, and one person slowly woke up, he was Deacon Lan, he was seriously injured and was taken to this inn to recuperate and rest, because the crazy man's angle was too tricky, he lost too much blood and fainted.

There were tremors and wails downstairs, and he didn't know what was going on, so he quickly stood up against the wall, pushed open the door and looked down.

Deacon Lan chuckled in his heart, he had seen all kinds of killings a long time ago, and even to the point where he didn't want to kill anymore, what was the good thing about killing people, and his heart was only cold.

But the sight in front of him still made his heart uneasy, only the young man was still standing, covered in blood.

The rest of the people all fell, and the blood slowly pooled down the stairs into a stream.

He couldn't bear to look at it directly, but his arm had been broken and he had become a waste, and most of the aura of heaven and earth had been drained, and he was immediately disheartened.

He threw up his neck and shouted, "You butcher, you will be punished, come, if you haven't killed enough, kill me too, and my rain arch is your tomorrow." ”

Wang Chuxuan was silent, and threw all the blood on the knife down, and when he saw that he had full reason, he ignored him.

Just about to enter Princess Wenjing's house, he suddenly remembered something and raised his head to look at him.

Deacon Lan thought that he was murderous and wanted to kill himself, but there was a pair of painful eyes in front of him, helpless, uninterested, and even unbearable in those eyes.

Suddenly suffocated.

Wang Chuxuan swallowed and spit, there was actually a smell of blood, and he was extremely disgusted in his heart, he didn't know how many people he had killed, they wanted to kill him, he could only protect himself.

He didn't know if it was murder or not, some people looked completely dead, just moving corpses, but some people were glazed over, but they could still say a few words: "Help me!" Something like that.

Wang Chuxuan sighed and inhaled again, but he lost his words, he couldn't speak with his mouth open, he didn't even notice that the roots of his teeth were all trembling.

In the end, he forcibly said: "I, the academy, and the lone snake." ”

After speaking, he returned to Princess Wenjing's house, picked her up and walked out of the inn.

When Deacon Lan saw him swaggering out, he immediately lost his strength and squatted on the ground panting for breath.

When the man looked at himself, he was afraid of it, he was sure that the black-clothed masked man didn't want to kill him at all, his eyes were absolutely like this, but he was afraid, his whole body was cold, there was no cold sweat, only the coldness in his heart, fear, he was still afraid of death, Deacon Lan secretly scolded in his heart: "Academy, if you want to kill someone, you will kill someone!" Why does the sect want to offend such a bad star, and start a war without the slightest benefit to himself, in the end, it seems that a bad idea put forward by a person who does not have a long head, no, the matter has come to this point, and the matter must be reported to the elders of the sect as soon as possible. He also hurriedly ran out, and the more he walked out, the more frightened he became, for fear that his former teammates and subordinates would stand up from the pool of blood for no reason, and run out screaming.

Wang Chuxuan's face was dripping with blood, and the blood fell to Princess Wenjing's body one by one, and Princess Wenjing's brows suddenly wrinkled, as if she was disturbed in a beautiful dream, and slowly opened her eyes.

In the eyes was a man who had been soaked in blood from head to toe, and the black mask was tightly exhaled on his chin because of the blood, and Wang Chuxuan simply showed his nose.

What Wen Jing saw was such a man, but he was crying.

Wen Jing was suddenly shy when he was hugging her, Wang Chuxuan was grieving in her heart, and she didn't go to see her at all, so she didn't know that she had woken up.

Wang Chuxuan walked slowly like that, distracted, it was obvious that he had killed someone and saved himself, but his appearance was even more lonely.

That's right, it's loneliness! No matter where he is, someone will come to find him! Let him do what he can't and absolutely don't want to do in his previous life, and what he has added in his two lives, there are very few killings in total, and all of them have happened in this world.

Two helpless moves, against their own hearts, burdened with responsibility and lost themselves!

He was a man who had never killed a chicken, and he had no power to tie a chicken;

Have a peaceful state of mind, not sad or happy, not fighting or grabbing the happy mentality.

When someone bullies him, he just stays away from him.

Someone hits him, but if he can, he runs!

During the Chinese New Year, his parents wanted to kill a chicken for him to celebrate, but he couldn't bear it and secretly released the tied chicken.

There are hungry wild dogs outside the yard and will steal the family's steamed buns to feed it.

But! Now he's killed.