Unlike several other people who wanted every nerve in her body to be tense, Ding Qing, who walked into the courtyard, was actually not worried about the possible accident, her only knot was that she had just brought Yu Sheng and the store manager into danger because of her willfulness.

This is not the practice of a qualified fighter.

It was her fault, and although there was no real danger, Ding Qing still couldn't forgive herself. It's just that she really didn't expect that the first thing that child would do when he woke up would be to draw a line with his abusive parents in such a resolute and cruel manner, and even push himself to the opposite side of this world.

But she soon remembered that when she was in the Three Chaos City, similar things happened every day.

When people experience sudden drastic changes or are under the pressure of long-term deformities, when they explode, the depth of the change and the magnitude of the change are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Ding Qing ignores this, her love and compassion have become her weakness to some extent, not only Ding Qing herself, but also the store manager and blacksmith.

There was a faint smell of blood wafting above the air in the small courtyard, and Ding Qing's perception was very sensitive, and he smelled it as soon as he entered the iron gate of the outer courtyard. She was secretly surprised in her heart, and the rest of her life was indeed not mistaken, Weng Xiaowei had already sent the horse god servant to see his true god.

This is not a good sign, killing is like everything else, once you experience it too much, you will naturally become skilled in your hands. But the most terrifying thing is the subtle psychological changes after the killing, and the mentality before and after the killing often changes from overwhelmed tension to habitual indifference, and finally the banter of life itself.

In the end, he completely became a madman like those degenerates in the Three Chaos City who even the imperial family and the military were unwilling to deal with easily.

There is nothing more terrible in this world than a fallen god.

An incomparably powerful individual without a goal or constraint will not only upset the delicate balance between the Near-Divine Army and the Wanderer, but will also tear apart the tacit understanding between the two sides that the Divine One will not be in the world, and may even force the two sides that are not ready to go to war in advance, completely changing the situation of the entire empire.

At this point, Ding Qing could completely understand why neither the Near-Divine Army nor the Wanderers were reluctant to appear in the world.

Because the world was not ready to accept the existence of the Divine One.

This is what neither the Near-Divine Army nor the Wanderers have wanted to see so far.

Therefore, no matter what Ding Qing thinks in his heart, if things don't go well and really develop to this point, the joint reaction of General Luo and the store manager must be to kill Weng Xiaowei on the spot within the forest city and control the situation to a minimum.

Ding Qing had no doubt that the store manager would think so and even do it himself, something similar had happened before, Ding Qing had experienced it when he first joined the Wanderer. Although Weng Xiaowei is still a child, Ding Qing doesn't think that the store manager will give in on this point, let alone General Luo, the first person in the military.

Even in order to save Weng Xiaowei's life, Ding Qing's persuasion is needed.

She'd let things get out of hand once, so she wouldn't allow that to get out of control a second time.

Ding Qing tried her best to slow down her pace, steady her breathing, and calm her rhythm.

She wanted to try her best to make Weng Xiaowei feel her calm, and this calm might help Weng Xiaowei, who was in the prime of murder, to stabilize.

The main entrance of the villa was ajar, and as Ding Qing slowly approached, she could already see the entrance inside.

The house was silent, there wasn't a sound, just the smell of blood in the air. Even if Ding Qing shouted, Weng Xiaowei in the house did not react.

Ten meters is very short, Ding Qing walked to the door in the blink of an eye and stopped.

She stood still, listening quietly to the sounds in the room, but could not catch any traces.

Ding Qing's soft breathing hit the button microphone at the collar, like a gust of wind through Lin Hai, Lin Hai rose and fell, and the heart of the rest of his life also fluctuated with this sound.

"I'm in. Ding Qing said calmly, this sentence is not only to appease Weng Xiaowei in the house, but also to remind the four people outside.

"Ding Qing be careful," the store manager whispered, "Everyone's attention. ”

Of course, the strength of the rest of his life was not as fledgling and unstable as he showed in front of a few people, but his attention still did not dare to relax in the slightest. The rest of his life "saw" Ding Qing into the hall of the small building through the eye of insight, bypassing the fantasy and facing Weng Xiaowei.

Ding Qing found the source of the rich bloody aura at first glance, and there was a disheveled young woman lying on the ground, she turned her head outward, and her face, which had gradually lost its temperature, was facing the direction that Ding Qing had entered.

Ding Qing could see the horrific wound on her neck from where she stood, a blunt cut like Mr. Weng's corpse.

The blood stain on the wound had become a little thicker, but it was still surging outward, forming a stream of blood on the ground that meandered like a snake.

But the woman closed her eyes calmly, and her expression was calm, as if she were just taking a nap in the afternoon sun. The hideous wound and the calm face, the white skin and the black-brown wound form a stark contrast, forming a strange picture.

Ding Qing looked at the woman's side, and the picture in her eyes was as impactful as a bombshell.

It was a pile of minced meat, stuck to the floor tiles, stuck to the crumbled chairs, and Ding Qing could only barely confirm that the bloody pile of pieces had once been a man through the men's slippers on the two broken feet.

This pile of fragments should be the horse god servant who was sent by Weng Xiaowei to see the true god.

The boy who had just taken a human life and chopped up the body stood behind the two, and the murder weapon that had been dismembered was no longer known where he had thrown it.

Weng Xiaowei tilted his head slightly, and looked at Ding Qing with a smile on his face, this smile should not have belonged to his age.

In the depths of Weng Xiaowei's eyes, purple light flashed like a jewel.

"I remember you," Weng Xiaowei smiled at Ding Qing friendly, "you were the one who woke me up." ”

"It's me. Ding Qing nodded to Weng Xiaowei, pretending not to see the two corpses on the ground, "It seems that you are getting better soon." ”

Weng Xiaowei raised his hands full of donated blood, looked at them carefully for a while, and then took a deep breath before nodding slowly.

"Yes, I can feel the air when I breathe, I can see it with my eyes, I can hear it with my ears, I can touch it with my hand, I can feel it all," Weng Xiaowei smiled shyly, "It's really good." ”

The good in Weng Xiaowei's mouth is not the same as Ding Qing's good, but Ding Qing understands what he is talking about, in the past days, Weng Xiaowei was not only physically imprisoned, but more serious was the mental imprisonment of the people around him, and the control of various drugs made him almost cut off from the outside world for a month.

For him, it really feels like coming back from hell.

"Look," Weng Xiaowei pointed to the corpse on the ground, "this is the servant of the horse god, and he claims to be the servant of the true god. ”

Sure enough, it was him, Ding Qing thought.

"Actually, at first, I just had a headache, my dad wanted to take me to the hospital, and my stepmom didn't agree to anything. The woman was so obsessed with believing in God that all sicknesses were the punishment of the true God, so she brought this man home and exorcised evil spirits for me. Then in his mouth, I became a demon-possessed heretic because I had no faith. ”

"My stupid father, my stepmother didn't like me in the first place, and he believed in the words of his second wife. He just let others and his second wife torture his biological son repeatedly in front of his eyes, again and again. Even when he told about his misfortune, Weng Xiaowei was still smiling, "Maybe until he died, he believed in the words of the two outsiders." Perhaps he also began to believe in the so-called true God, believing that there were demons under my skin that needed to be purified. ”

"But you see, in the end, I'm still alive without faith," Weng Xiaowei was still smiling, this empty smile made Ding Qing feel a chill, she found that she had overlooked one thing, all of them forgot how much a person has changed after being overwhelmed by the bottom line, even adults can collapse, let alone a child, "It seems that the true god cannot protect them from demons." ”

The corners of Ding Qing's eyes suddenly trembled violently a few times, listening to the meaning of Weng Xiaowei's words, it was very likely that Mr. Weng and his wife did not tell them the truth at that time.

Maybe they weren't mistreated because Weng Xiaowei didn't reveal the power of the god and was considered a demon, but on the contrary, they arbitrarily judged Weng Xiaowei to be a demon on the grounds of stupid religious beliefs, and the other party really faced them with a demonic face.

"But now it seems that maybe I'm really a demon, I can feel that power......" Weng Xiaowei said, "Oh, you know ......"

Ding Qing smiled, "Yes, I also want to thank you for showing mercy to my subordinates today." ”

Ding Qing's smile made Weng Xiaowei a little dazed, and the evil aura on his body that had just taken many lives with his own hands immediately faded a lot, and he showed a rare childish side at this moment, "You're not afraid of me?"

Ding Qing's smile deepened, "Why should I be afraid of you?"

"I can make you unconscious with a wave of my hand, and then I can easily kill you," Weng Xiaowei looked at Ding Qing and then at his hand, "I am a demon, I have abilities beyond ordinary people......"

Ding Qing shook her head, "beyond the ability of ordinary people......" She raised her right hand, "Is it like this......"

As Ding Qing spoke, her right hand glowed with a green soft light, first the emerald white vines snaking, then the bright green leaves stretched, and finally the large red flowers bloomed, revealing the golden stamens in the center.

Weng Xiaowei was stunned, dumbfounded for a while, and forgot to speak.

"Look, I also have superpowers," Ding Qing tried to behave like a sister next door facing her younger brother, "but having abilities beyond ordinary people, and being able to do things that ordinary people can't do, doesn't necessarily mean that I'm a demon." ”

"Being different may be ostracized and ignored by others, but that only means that the vulgar people are jealous of us, just as they are jealous of all those who are stronger than them in any way. "But we can't be judged to be bad people just because we have special abilities." ”

"But...... I've already killed someone......" Weng Xiaowei only showed a corner of his weak side at this time, "I ......"

It's just a lost boy, and Ding Qing tells himself that he needs help.

"They treat you the way they treat you, so you treat them the way you treat them with the actions of the devil, which is really wrong, but it is equal. "But there are still too many people like them in this world, stupid, selfish, or blinded by prejudice." There is no way we can kill them all, and if we do, it will only confirm their prejudices. We want to change the way the world thinks about us, we want them to know that we are not demons, we are not angels, we are just ordinary people, and we deserve to be treated as ordinary people. ”

"You...... You're not a doctor...... "Weng Xiaowei came to his senses, "Who are you...... Who are we......"

"We are people who live in the shadows of this world, we are people who are not recognized by the world, we are people who are hunted by the Empire, we are people who have wandered away, we are also gods, we are wanderers. Ding Qing said.

"Weng Xiaowei," she finally extended an invitation to the boy, "please join us." ”