Did she get her head lowered?

Jiang Xiaocha fell into deep self-loathing.

I thought that after being controlled, she would forget everything, but instead, she remembered everything.

Huan Huan looked at the blood-stained dagger, slowly wiping the bloodstains, he leaned against the wall, looking at the complex lines on the dagger, this dagger was Dugu Qingluan's.

It is also of the Alien Fire Clan, and since it is the weapon of the Alien Fire Clan, it carries a special charm, and this knife can kill people, especially the body of the ordinary human race cannot withstand the power carried in the dagger.

After the extermination of the race, the top of the clouds was almost destroyed, the walls were ruined, the treasures were looted, and the special weapons were also looted, scattered all over the world, and now the top of the clouds has long closed itself and has nothing.

Why is this dagger back in the world?

Panson asked, "Do you remember what happened?"

"As soon as I got in the car, I heard ...... Some special voices, I can't tell what the specific sound is, and then I get more and more sleepy, and then ......" Jiang Xiaocha frowned, "I have always remembered part of the memories of Dugu Qingluan and Nalan Sheng, Dugu Qingluan's sad memories were amplified, and hatred was also amplified, I was infected by emotions, and at that moment I especially wanted to kill Shengjing, and I couldn't wait for a moment, I just wanted to die with him." ”

This is what Jiang Xiaocha feels is the most terrifying.

That voice came from the depths of her heart, and no one provoked it, so naturally this thought appeared, she was miserable, helpless, and helpless, but there was nothing she could do.

"Where's this dagger?" Huanhuan asked, "where did it come from?"

Jiang Xiaocha's memory was not confused at all, "It's in the back seat of the car, I saw it as soon as I got in the car, and when I saw this dagger, I also felt very familiar, so I picked it up easily, doesn't Shengjing heal itself? Why is it so badly injured?"

Huan Huan said, "This dagger is Ah Niang's, it is forged by the alien fire clan, and it is compatible with the self-healing of the alien fire clan, and Daddy can't resist this spell, and he will inevitably be injured." ”

Jiang Xiaocha couldn't remember it for a long time, "No wonder I am very familiar with this dagger when I see it, so what should I do, what's wrong with me, who controlled me?"

Now, her thinking is clear, she doesn't seem to be controlled at all, killing Sheng Jing is only a matter of a moment, why she wants to do that, she also understands it.

She hates the splendor of the scene!

This hatred has always been hidden deep in my heart, but at a certain moment, it was magnified.

Even if she hates, Jiang Xiaocha has been trying to say goodbye to her past self and forgive Nalan Sheng who hurt her in the past, and she has been trying hard to forget that she wants to start over.

But the strange sound she heard in the car suddenly brought her back to a thousand years ago, those dark times, those years of hating the prosperous scene, and those scenes that witnessed the destruction of the alien fire race.

She couldn't control it...... own hatred.

"Beauty. Huanhuan and Pan Sen glanced at each other, except for the beauty clan, they couldn't think of anyone who could have such a ability to make Jiang Xiaocha lose control and kill people.

Ordinary abilities, even if they have the power to deceive people's hearts, they can't make Jiang Xiaocha lose their minds, there is hierarchical suppression between abilities, and ordinary abilities can't suppress Jiang Xiaocha.

Unless it's a pure-blood of the Beauty Clan.

The lights in the operating room went out and the doors opened.

Mu Liansheng walked out, and the doctor also came out.

"Sheng Jing is dead. "The doctor announced Sheng Jing's death.