"That's it!" said the white figure in Mu Annan's mind.

"Who the hell are you?" Mu Annan plucked up the courage to ask.

The white figure was silent.

After a long time, the white figure slowly said, "I'm just a waste person who escaped from reality, fled to my own sky, and was put on a side by my own ideals......"

Mu Annan can't understand, of course he can't......

The place where the white figure speaks is an altar in the land of the rising moon, this altar seems to be naturally formed, in the middle of the sand, an abrupt bluestone platform, surrounded by seven stone pillars, and on the stone pillars there are rows of seven stone lamps, the stone lamps flicker with blue flames, and in the middle of the platform is an ashlar, on which are carved incomprehensible lines, and a square symbol is written.

Mu Annan walked to the side of the square stone, and the square stone was written "Face your heart"

"Stand up!" said the white figure, seemingly fearful, but firm.

"Are you scared?" Mu Annan asked.

"Don't talk nonsense!

Mu Anan could only obediently obey, standing on top of the ashlar, the stone lamps on the stone pillars around the altar suddenly lit up, Mu Annan only felt dizzy in front of him, and fell on the altar.

"Mu Annan!" The white wolf saw Mu Anan fall on the altar, and hurriedly went up to take a look, but the moment he touched the ashlar stone, the white wolf also fainted on the ashline.

The dizziness gradually subsided, and the eyes returned to clarity, and the white figure looked at the scene in front of him, the familiar home, the familiar furnishings, the familiar face, and the familiar self......

"Say, did you take the money?" The familiar tall figure in his memory grabbed himself, punched and used it on himself.

"No! I didn't steal the money!" his arm desperately protected his face, but the slap he had just received hurt in his face, and he was grabbed by the collar and thrown to the ground, and kept his arm to protect his stomach, where he had just been punched.

"You must have stolen it, your brother didn't see it, your mother didn't take it, who else but you will take it?" The familiar man's face seemed to grow more and more hateful in his eyes, but the body seemed to be imprisoned and unable to move.

"I'm ...... There really isn't...... Didn't take the money!" he choked up.

The tall figure kicked on the back of the child who wanted to get up, and the child was kicked out two or three meters away, and the child's mother came to stop him, "Extinguish the fire, extinguish the fire!"

"You went over, it was the company's money, you have to ask where the money is today!" the tall figure pushed away the child's mother and walked towards the child.

Fear, fear, and pain make the child tremble, feel the pain on his body, and tremble with fear.

"Did you take it?"

Seemingly too afraid of being beaten again, the child nodded "Yes...... It's ......"

"Where did you spend the money?"

The child didn't seem to expect this question, choked up and couldn't speak......

The white figure was in the child's body, trying to break through the body, but he couldn't do it, he couldn't move......

"Where's your money?" The tall figure raised his hand to hit the child.

"I bought toys! snacks!" replied the child, he was lying, of course he was panicking! he didn't know where the money went! he was just afraid of being beaten up, and he tried his best to follow them......

The white figure exuded anger, he clearly felt his emotions, hatred, anger, and killing intent enveloping him, and suddenly, the scene in front of the white figure changed again! a familiar room, a familiar table, chair, bench, a familiar place......

"Aren't you very powerful? Report the old lady?" A little girl yelled aggressively.

The body where the white figure was located didn't pay any attention to her.

"What's wrong with the old lady copying the book? You still tell the teacher?" The girl grabbed the book and slapped it in the face of the white figure's body, the white figure looked at the invigilator passing by outside the window, and the two walked through the window talking and laughing......

The white figure looked at the classmates who were watching the excitement at their desks, they didn't care about themselves, they were just watching the joke......

The white figure was suddenly kicked, right in the stomach, and fell into the corner......

"Why endure?" A voice appeared in the head of the white figure......

"Why don't you speak? Why are you so cowardly?" The girl continued to scream, and her classmates cheered around.

The murderous aura on the white figure was even heavier......

As soon as his vision changed, a familiar figure was beside him, and a white figure walked past him......

"No matter how hard you try, you're not even a tenth of your brother!"

The white figure's footsteps sank, and he continued to walk forward, but the hatred in his heart was even stronger.

"Why suppress yourself?" The voice rang out again.

"I can't ......"

"Think of your hatred!"

The hateful faces appeared in front of him one by one.

"Enough!

"Why don't you dare to face your hatred?"

"Enough! don't think about it anymore!" the white figure cried out almost hysterically......

"Are you afraid?" a petite hand hugged the white figure's neck from behind, and the petite hands were covered with bandages, and even the owner of the hands, a little girl in a red cloak, was covered in bandages, like a mummy. The mummy girl's empty eyes looked at the white figure, and her bandaged lips lightly opened, "Don't be afraid, don't be restrained, follow your heart!"

The white figure grabbed the little girl's arm and threw her behind her, one hand on her throat, his eyes full of anger......

The little girl smiled slightly and turned into a phantom, the white figure changed again, in the familiar courtyard, the voice that echoed in her head, the white figure was still in that body, he couldn't move, he couldn't speak!

The white figure struggled to open his mouth, but couldn't speak, and he received a lot of resistance......

Ulla......... The white figure's mouth seemed to be torn apart from the body, "Go, you, mother!"

"What did you say?" The familiar figure stood up.

"I say, I'll fuck you!" the white figure tore out of the body completely, turned around and punched the figure in front of the door, staggering it, reaching out and grabbing his collar, and punching him in the face again.

"I'm your father, you can't beat me......"

"Fuck you!" the white figure slammed his face door with a punch, "You're just a bad gambler, you know how to gamble all day long, what qualifications do you have to be my father?" The white figure knocked him to the ground with a punch, bent down and grabbed his collar, threw it against the wall, and punched him in the stomach, the figure covered his stomach in pain, and the white figure smashed his back with his elbow, as if even his spine was broken, and the figure gradually blurred and dissipated......

The white figure returned to the body and stood in the classroom, in front of him was the aggressive schoolgirl, the white figure wanted to raise his hand, but was tightly held by the body......

The white figure pulled out, tore the body with both hands, and kicked it out, "Get out of your mother's little Bichi!" turned around and pulled out a broom from the tool kneeling, which snapped on the leg, and the white figure walked straight towards the female student, and the other students seemed to be stupid by the white figure.

"Xiao Bichi is very powerful, isn't he?" said as he smashed the wooden stick in his hand at the female student, "I heard that your brother is a school bully, right?" The wooden stick smashed into the female student's head, "Your dad has a good relationship with the school, right?" The wooden stick smashed into the female student's chin, the wooden stick broke in two, and the female student fainted.

"Everyone's a murderer! None of you can escape!" the white figure scanned everyone, and the teacher outside the window heard the commotion and shouted, "Are you crazy?"

"You're no exception!" said the white figure as he plunged the stick into the teacher's head, which plunged straight into his skull, and the teacher fell to the ground.

All the students were stunned, shouting "Murder!" and fled in all directions.

The white figure picked up the bench and threw it at the students who wanted to escape, picked up a wooden bench leg and dented the head of a student who wanted to escape, and stabbed the heart of a student with a cracked end, kicked the corpse away, grabbed the collar of a student who wanted to run away, threw it out of the window, stepped on the desk and kicked a person who wanted to escape, stood up, shook the blood on his hand, the white figure at this moment was no longer white, he became blood red!

One hand dragged the schoolgirl by the hair, and walked all the way forward, the student next to him looked at the white figure, he walked towards the roof step by step like a killing god out of the pile of dead, the schoolgirl asked for help from the people around her, but no one dared to pay attention to her......

Standing on the roof of the building, a white figure carried her hair and hung her in the air.

"Please, let me go! Please, don't kill me!"

"Xiao Bichi, if you have time to ask for help, it's better to take a look at the world!"

"Don't!

The white figure let go of his hand without hesitation, and everything in front of him turned into nothingness again......

The tall figure's fist was about to smash into the child, but the white figure's hand suddenly reached out, blocking his fist and pushing him away......

"You rotten man!" the white figure flew and kicked him out, "You scumbag!" The white figure stood up, punched the tall figure in front of the door, grabbed his legs, shook him violently, and slammed it to the ground......

The child's mother ran over with the phone, "Dad, Lao Wu is calling!" The money was not taken by the child, Lao Wu gave you 1,000 yuan, and he took another 500, and the money is not less...... Qian ......" The child's mother's voice stopped abruptly because she was stunned by the scene in front of her......

"All the misery and misfortune are caused by the lack of ability of the person concerned! If I am strong enough, I have enough right to speak, do you dare to do this?" the white figure grabbed the bruised man by the collar and threw him out......

He is no longer bound by cowardice, no longer bound by morality, no longer bound by himself, he does not have any guilt, on the contrary, he is enjoying ......

This is who you really are!