There was no trace of blood on Bai Lian's face, and she didn't know if it was because her body was too weak after the injury, or because she was too frightened at this moment. Her body trembled violently, and it seemed that she wanted to retreat very much, out of the terrifying palm of Tianlan Zhenjun, but all her strength seemed to have left her at this moment, making her like a poor and helpless ant, she could only scream in despair in the palm of the giant, unable to even struggle.

This is always the case in the world, the law of the jungle has long been the norm, and even some gentle and compassionate people always follow such rules unconsciously. We revere and worship the strong, despise and ignore the weak, and may occasionally pity those who are in misery, but in fact we forget that more compassion is not in our hearts.

Out of sight, more of the weak are not even seen, or after seeing them, everyone is accustomed to them, and even those who are kind in their hearts have no thoughts of compassion, like a swaggering lion who will never see an ant trampled to death under his feet.

What does it take to have compassion?

In other words, in the hearts of people like Tianlan Zhenjun, will there really be compassion and mercy?

Bai Lian looked at him with sorrowful eyes full of fear and pleading, it was the fear from the depths of her soul, it was her body's instinctive desire to survive, she wanted to live, she didn't want to die, she could give up everything for this, she could give everything.

Her eyes clearly explained her thoughts and thoughts, but Tianlan Zhenjun was untouched by this, maybe for a giant like him who had stood at the top for too long, these so-called desires and so-called paying for everything were just a joke to him.

He discarded it as if it were a shoe, and did not pay any attention to it.

Of course, there are things he values, but they are not in Bai Lian.

So he laughed indifferently and mercilessly, and after a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, he probably saw the things of the Demon Sect that he hated, and touched the thread in his heart, so his palm slowly moved down from Bai Lian's jaw.

Bai Lian's body trembled violently, and she clearly felt the rough skin brushing over her smooth neck, and then stopped in the middle of her neck.

The bald giant looked at her faintly, and the giant palm that seemed to be able to destroy everything began to slowly tighten, squeezing out all the breath in her body rough and strongly. Her heart received the painful reflex of her body, and she became angry, and began to beat wildly, desperately trying to infuse the red blood into her skull, but everything reached her neck like an impregnable dam, and it came to a standstill.

White Lotus's feet softened, and then she emptied, and her body had already left the ground, and she was grabbed by the neck with one hand by this terrifying bald true monarch and held it in the air. Her eyes began to be confused, her feet began to kick wildly, and before the last bit of lucid will was gone, White Lotus was sad to find that she was too frightened to attack this person under such circumstances.

But it can't be done.

The breath of life is passing rapidly, and the world is gradually darkening.

Her mind went blank, and at some point, a song from a long, long time ago suddenly echoed in her mind.

It seems to be a ballad related to acacia flowers.

She wanted to sing but couldn't, for some reason, some fragmented images suddenly passed through her mind, like fragments of memory that had long been lost, and in that trance, she seemed to see a kind woman holding herself and kissing her. Bai Lian desperately tried to see that face clearly, but it was always blurry, until suddenly a huge black shadow fell from the sky, took everything, destroyed everything, and smashed the only figure she felt warm to pieces, and then turned around, like a mountain peak, and slowly walked towards her......

Her eyes went black, she fainted, and she lost consciousness completely.

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The room was quiet, Tianlan Zhenjun looked at the girl in his hand who was slowly hanging her head, there was still a little strength left, he could completely destroy this budding life.

Just a little more force on his fingers.

Just tighten the gap between his palms a little more.

Even he knew that he didn't need to bother at all from the beginning, he could have crushed this woman with a single finger cleanly, instead of doing such torturous things like those demonic shit.

But he still didn't do it immediately, he suddenly felt that he was doing this a bit like a person in the Demon Sect, so wanting to make Tianlan Zhenjun feel a little unhappy, but he still didn't let go.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of footsteps from outside the house, and a familiar voice came in after a while, it was Lu Chen who came here:

"White Lotus, are you okay?"

Tianlan Zhenjun was silent for a moment, and then threw away the white lotus like a rag.

With a "bang", Bai Lian's body unconsciously fell to the ground, knocking over a table and making a loud sound. There was an instant silence outside the house, but then there was no imaginary scene of breaking into the door, but there was silence, as if Lu Chen's voice just now was just a little auditory hallucination blown by the wind, and no one came here at all.

Tianlan Zhenjun tilted his head and glanced at the door, but then his gaze slowly swept over the wall, sweeping over some unknown place on the wall. A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if his mood had suddenly improved, as if he had seen something he liked and satisfied, he stood quietly in the middle of the room, staring at the surrounding walls, and then waited patiently.

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In the corner of the wall, which was about seven feet away from the gate, there was suddenly a very soft sound, so small that it was almost inaudible, as if a man had inadvertently touched the wall.

But Tianlan Zhenjun's gaze had already taken a step earlier, staring at that place.

He stood quietly, if he wanted to, maybe he could have done it without the slightest breath leaking out, he could have turned into nothing, or he could have turned into a fake, making people think that it was a table, chair and bed without any suspicion.

But he didn't, he just smiled and looked at the corner, casually uncontrolled his breath.

The sound in that corner was instantly still.

Like a vigilant wolf sensing some unknown threat in the dark, he endured it despite the urgent bait in front of him. The sound outside the room fell silent, followed by a looming killing intent.

Inside the house, Tianlan Zhenjun's gaze became brighter and brighter, and his gaze began to drift again, looking at the four walls, whether it was rapid or slow, it seemed that no matter how the people outside the house moved, they could not escape his perception.

And that terrible aura locked the people outside the house, making the murderous aura more and more intense, and it was about to explode......