A thick white mist covers the rugged and complex valley.

In one of the corners, there is a group of Brahmans dressed as people who have their own movements.

Judging from their costumes, these people are the high-ranking elders of the sect.

They all had their own duties, and they all held different magic weapons in their hands.

Magical instruments such as golden bells, drums, conches, pagodas, and seven-colored feather fans were either waved in their hands or sounded.

Accompanied by the sound of chanting the Sanskrit scriptures, the fog in the valley is driven by its own will.

Not far ahead, there is a bronze mirror engraved with a mysterious pattern.

On the bronze mirror, a ray of dreamlike light is reflected.

The hazy light, piercing through the white mist, fell on Lin Yu's body.

At this moment, Lin Yu stood blankly in the mist.

Tears slid down her face, it was so cold.

Looking back at the twilight, the wind and rain are dashing.

The parents in my memory slowly left after all.

He involuntarily stretched out his hands to grab something.

Helplessly, his hands are empty.

The next moment, the baby in swaddling clothes has grown into a five-year-old child.

A group of children ran through the village, laughing and playing loudly.

Suddenly, the children stopped.

Because, a car with a military license plate is slowly coming from the direction of the village.

The car finally stopped at the door of the old house.

Lin Yu looked at it in a daze, a trace of inexplicable fear, from the place where he had long been annihilated from the bottom of his heart, emanating in wisps, covering his entire heart.

The car door opened, and an old man in a military uniform stepped out.

He has a white flower pinned to his chest and an urn in his hand, on which is inlaid with a black-and-white photograph.

In the photo, a young man and woman are snuggling up to each other.

Seeing that photo clearly, Lin Yu trembled all over his body and burst into tears.

The heart dam, which had been built for more than ten years, collapsed in an instant.

A blood-red gaze dominated his eyes.

Fierce killing intent gushed out.

The whole person seems to be incarnated as a demon crawling out of hell.

His eyes were as red as blood, shining with a faint light.

In the viciousness and ferocity, there is deep despair.

Pei's unstoppable anger rushed out from Lin Yu's body.

The scars buried in the deepest part of my heart are bloodily revealed.

The heart-rending pain is unimaginable.

As if crazy, he waved the long knife in his hand.

The sharp and incomparable sword aura overflowed in the valley.

Under the sky, the wind and rain blow, sad and desolate.

A wave of anger is rising to the sky, wanting to go to the sky.

The fierce aura that was as thick as the substance was extremely fierce, stirring the fog and churning.

The eighteen Brahmin elders who were in charge of their duties around them all changed color in shock when they saw this.

Such a condensed aura is unprecedented.

Lin Yu's face was hideous and fierce, and his facial features were distorted.

The look of pain loomed in his eyes.

A hysterical roar came out of his mouth, as if he was rebelling against the injustice of fate.

The sorrow deeply engraved in the depths of his soul turned into a demon and gnawed at his heart.

In his heart, there had never been such a strong anger.

The despair of angry roars breeds infinite hatred.

The red eyes exuded a chilling coldness.

At this moment, Lin Yu has completely become a different person.

The temperament of indifference and arrogance is gone.

Instead, it was murderous and extremely hideous.

He opened his arms and roared to the sky.

The tragic sound echoed in the heavens and the earth, breathtaking.

The scenes of the past are alive in front of you.

The scars that were uncovered made Lin Yu's heart painful.

Fierce thoughts are still roaring in my mind.

Bloodthirsty killing and destruction filled his mind.

He seemed to have completely fallen into madness, and there was no limit of hatred in his eyes.

The long knife has the power to cut the river and break the river.

"Ahh

The roar shook the four fields, and the heavens and the earth changed color.

At this moment, the chanting of the eighteen Brahmin elders suddenly became loud.

The sound of Sanskrit chanting, far from being solemn and solemn, is strange and blurry.

In the valley, the bronze mirror where the array eye is located blooms with ten thousand golden rays.

Brilliant golden light shrouded Lin Yu's body.

Under the shroud of golden light, Lin Yu became more and more crazy.

With all his strength, he swung his long knife and slashed indiscriminately through the empty mist.

It's like a person who has fallen into madness, wantonly squandering his energy.

Until you are exhausted, you will slowly stop.

Eighteen Brahmin elders raised the corners of their mouths with a smug smile.

The fog of phantoms kills invisibly.

At this moment, Lin Yu's complexion changed, and he couldn't stop the movements in his hands at all.

The anger is accumulated in the body, and it feels like it will explode at any time.

One enemy after another, appearing in front of your eyes.

He was slashed apart by a knife, and in an instant, it condensed again and split again.

The cycle is endless.

Every swing of the knife took away a cent of his strength.

Rao is blood is like a dragon, and he gradually feels a trace of exhaustion.

Helplessly, he found that he couldn't stop at all.

Mind, as if it can no longer control the body.

Crazy knife swinging, can't stop.

The mind is confused in a dream.

Twenty years of turbulence, half a life of sinister, all the scenes come to mind.

The people who are familiar in life and miss in my heart are all passing through my mind one after another.

But everyone, without leaving a trace, just quietly drifted away.

There is too much unwillingness and too much reluctance in his heart.

I subconsciously wanted to keep it, but in the end it was all for nothing.

Wisps of golden light, through the mist, sprinkled on his body, reflected on his face.

The light faded—the strength of the disguise was gone, and the lonely heart was submerged into this desolate world, and returned to silence.

All kinds of entanglements, all kinds of thoughts, all kinds of pain, all kinds of hatred, all gathered in my heart.

There seemed to be a voice in my heart, whispering softly.

"It's better to die!"

Welcome death, for only death can bury all your troubles and sorrows.

Only death can make people forget all their concerns.

The red world, the beautiful scenery of the good day, after all, is just an emptiness.

Only death and darkness represent eternity.

The golden light that bloomed from the bronze mirror of the array eye became more and more prosperous.

A pillar of light enveloped Lin Yu's body tightly.

The journey towards death seems to have endless temptations.

The long knife gradually stopped swinging, and the wrist swirled, and the cold blade slowly approached his throat.

With just one stroke, he will no longer have any troubles, and he will be free from the pain of the world.

The movement of swinging the knife to kill itself is so slow.

In front of me, the figures of parents and grandparents appeared in a trance.

They opened their arms and looked at Lin Yu happily.

It is also like the joy of life brought by a cry in the hospital many years ago.

Parents, grandparents, are silently calling out to themselves.

They were waiting, waiting for their return.

But at this moment, Lin Yu suddenly struggled.

In my heart, it seems that there are still concerns that are difficult to give up.

The golden light is eerie and cold in the brilliance.

Suddenly, Lin Yu let out a low and suppressed roar.

The blade, which slowly slashed towards his throat, suddenly stopped moving.

Eyes, quietly gazing at the golden bloom.

Looking, through the hazy white fog, saw the bronze mirror.

The round bronze mirror, like a dark moon, exudes a dream-like brilliance.

Suddenly, his wrist shook violently, and the long knife slashed towards the source of brilliance like a sword.

The sword light bloomed, cold as ice.

At this moment, the golden light suddenly transformed into the figure of a young couple.

The couple looked at Lin Yu silently.

The eyes are full of deep veins and affection.

Just like 20 years ago, when I was relieved to welcome a new life.

At this time, Lin Yu's heart ached sharply, as if he had been cut by a sharp blade.

The heartache made him tremble.

But the blooming sword light did not pause and freeze at all.

The light of the knife was like electricity, piercing into the body of the couple violently, and the blood was like a blooming peony flower, so bright.

The palm of the handle is tightened to convey a clear texture.

Blood splattered and hit the face, and it was bitterly cold.

The figure disappeared, and Lin Yu's heart was numb.

Suddenly, the light shifted sharply, and an old couple appeared again.

At this moment, Lin Yu's breathing came to a standstill.

But the gaze is still firm.

The sword light slashed at the figure in front of him again!

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