Chapter 1011: Hatred is Faith

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The night of the Tianmen Meeting, it was extraordinarily quiet, and the headquarters standing in the middle of the mountains made Chu Luo easily think of a place.

It's also located in the mountains, but it's not as luxurious as here, but for him, it's more like a home.

All kinds of memories came to mind, coupled with the particularly bleak moonlight tonight, which made Chu Luo's heart involuntarily float with a faint layer of sadness.

The past is more than a thousand years, Wei Wu whipped the whip, and there is a posthumous chapter in the east of Jieshi. The bleak autumn wind is now again, and the world has changed.

Although it is not as old as a thousand years, the taste of this poem is extremely in line with Chu Luo's current state of mind.

Chu Luo recalled his former self, young and ignorant, impulsive, irritable, and prone to doing irreparable stupid things.

In the same way, cowardice, incompetence, and inability to change something that could have been saved.

The misery and loneliness of the predecessors are like sharp irons, pierced in Chu Luo's heart, and whenever they recall, they will pull these nails, which is really heartbreaking.

However, the same tragedy may be repeated now.

"It's just a few drug dealers...... Do you have the ability to get the white wolf to send a telegram for help? Hehe...... I'm afraid it won't be that simple. Chu Luo muttered to himself.

At the same time, he involuntarily hummed a minor tune, which was his favorite requiem.

The teachings of the previous generation are still lingering in the ears, and hatred for the living cannot be transferred to the dead.

Treat the deceased, with a loving heart to tolerate, even if he is alive, he has a deep hatred with you, even if he does not share the sky, after his death, he must be requisitioned.

Especially after you kill him with your own hands, this is a necessary step, and it is also a tradition that the Red Moon Leader has always had.

Of course, Chu Luo didn't dare to forget the teachings of his predecessors, so every time he killed someone, he would play this song afterwards.

To renew the soul of others is also to transcend one's own sinful soul.

This song is particularly appropriate tonight, as if the bleak moonlight tonight is to match this song and make a perfect background.

After finishing the song, Chu Luo picked up the huge syringe in his hand and plunged it directly into his thigh.

At the same time, Chu Luo's thumb pushed the syringe, pushing the liquid inside into his body one by one.

This was a very dangerous move, and Chu Luo knew what the liquid inside the syringe was, and he also knew its otherworldly effect.

However, Chu Luo also knows that no matter how the world changes, there is one truth that will never change.

That's equivalent exchange!

How much you gain, how much you have to pay, in the face of this kind of otherworldly income, Chu Luo is already mentally prepared, although he doesn't know what price he needs to pay, but as long as he has no regrets, it doesn't matter what the result is.

Injecting all the liquid into his body, Chu Luo took a deep breath, and then with all his strength, he threw the empty syringe out of the window.

This loss can be lost far enough, anyway, Chu Luo doesn't know where it is, because he doesn't plan to pick it up again.

"It seems to be a lot more comfortable than I expected...... Damn old ghost Lin, should you come to play with Lao Tzu again? Chu Luo muttered to himself.

Of course, this is a criminal record, Chu Luo himself doesn't remember how many times he has been a guinea pig of Lin Lao Ghost, what he said in advance is amazing, but afterwards it is another concept.

But fortunately, there is also fairness in this world, and it is not only Chu Luo who is unlucky, but everyone else is not less poisoned by Old Ghost Lin.

Thinking of the reaction of those guys after taking Old Ghost Lin's medicine, Chu Luo couldn't help but laugh.

Sometimes reminiscing about the past is a good way to regulate your mood.

Chu Luo sat in a wheelchair like an idiot and laughed silly.

However, smiling and laughing, his smile suddenly froze.

It was at this moment that he suddenly felt something like fire explode from his lower abdomen, and in an instant, it spread to all parts of his body.

At the same time, this fire was like an ant, running down his neck and rushing towards his brain.

Everywhere I went, the pain was so intense that it was as if the bones had been completely shattered.

If the pain in the limbs is still within the tolerable range, but when this sharp pain continues to spread to the head, it is almost running for Chu Luo's life.

Chu Luo immediately picked up the hemp rope that had been prepared a long time ago and stuffed it into his mouth, Rao is body is iron, under this kind of intense and unbelievably severe pain, it is still very likely to scream.

Although the sound insulation of this room is good, it can't stand Chu Luo's screams one after another, and when the time comes, the whole house will have to run to Chu Luo's room to party.

That was not the result Chu Luo wanted, he didn't want anyone to know, he made his own decisions and used the newly developed potion of Lin Lao Ghost.

However, the sharp pain was still rising, and cold sweat had already appeared on Chu Luo's head, and the pain made his limbs tremble, and his expression was distorted.

Before his reason was completely overwhelmed by severe pain, Chu Luo knotted the hemp rope directly, he was afraid that when it would get out of control, he would not be able to bite the hemp rope.

"Old ghost Lin, your uncle!"

Chu Luo shouted in his heart, but this was not enough to offset the sharp pain that kept coming from his body, this kind of pain was terrifying, and Chu Luo was terrified, he had never tried such a feeling in his life.

The sharp pain from the inside out seemed to be tearing apart his body, as if a pair of sharp claws were constantly stirring inside him, trying to find a breakthrough, and then directly tore Chu Luo's body apart.

The scorching sensation had spread to his face, and Chu Luo only felt that the muscles on his face were completely frozen, and the bones were being crushed little by little, like grinding rice flour.

Chu Luo finally couldn't continue to sit down, and fell to the ground with a "poof", he held his head and banged his head desperately, eager to smash a hole and let the terrible thing leave his head.

For a while, under the stimulation of pain, countless pictures suddenly appeared in Chu Luo's mind.

Joy, anger, sadness, happiness, different emotions with different pictures, just like raw popcorn has been cooked, and it jumps out of the container at once.

Model Chu Luo's Heavenly Spirit Cover was strong enough, otherwise he really thought that the things in his head were already about to break out of the encirclement.

Under the continuous beating, it still failed to relieve the pain, Chu Luo could only hold his head tightly, curled up his body together, and kept twitching.

Finally, at the end of the day, this scorching sensation had taken over the last part of his body.

At this moment, Chu Luo only felt that his skull was on fire, but this was not the end, it was just the beginning.

As if hearing a loud "boom", Chu Luo's body twitched violently, he couldn't hear the sound anymore, and it was pitch black in front of him.

But Rao is like this, this terrible pain is still lingering in his body, and his skull is like a balloon that has reached a critical point, which may burst at any time.

With hemp rope tied to his mouth, Chu Luo couldn't shout, and could only let out wisps of painful whimpering.

At this moment, he felt more lonely than ever, as if he was in a cellar where no light could be seen, as if there was a "tick-tock" sound of falling water, as if there were also "squeaky" rats hovering around him.

Chu Luo couldn't even determine whether the fall was an illusion or a real sound, and he couldn't even determine whether he was alive or had returned to his hometown.

Is this dark place, where there is only the sound of falling water and the neighing of rats, the hell of legends?

Is hell just a dark dungeon? His soul cannot be forgiven, so he is to be imprisoned here endlessly to atone for his sins?

What can he do in this lonely and terrifying dark cellar? Will there be unimaginable torture that befalls him day and night?

The terrifying thoughts, the moment they appeared, occupied Chu Luo's brain and spread like a plague.

He began to feel scared, he was even so scared that he wanted to cry, but in fact, Chu Luo's eyes did flow two lines of tears.

Why is this happening?

Because there are many evils in this life? Because your hands are stained with hot blood, you need to pay a hundredfold price after death to pay for your sins in life?

Then why is Chu Luo the only one who suffers here?

Dragon, Qin Tianxiao, and all the damned Nine Snakes, where are they? Don't they deserve to be punished by death? They don't deserve to be locked up in this dark cellar and suffered?

It's not fair! Why is it just me, Chu Luo?

Chu Luo's heart was beating wildly, as fast as a balloon about to explode.

Uncontrollable anger exploded in Chu Luo's body, this was unwilling anger, he was going to scream, he was going to get out of here, out of this damn place.

Chu Luo didn't know what he was doing, his body was accompanied by instinct, crawling forward little by little, but his body except for his hands seemed to be drained, he could only move forward little by little with his hands like a reptile.

Ten fingers kept rubbing against the ground, how he wished he had a pair of indestructible claws, not for killing, just for crawling.

He needed to get out of here, out of this damn place.

The pain from the ten fingers was harmless to Chu Luo now, he couldn't feel it at all, in front of this wave, what was the next drizzle?

Chu Luo bit the hemp rope to the death, exerted all his strength with difficulty, and crawled forward desperately.

When his fingers touched the obstacle in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

Yes, this must be the door to escape, as long as he pushes the door open, as long as he stands up, he can leave here, leave this dark dungeon, and return to his world.

Even if this is still his destination in the end, he still has to pull all the people of the Nine Snakes down together, and on this Yellow Spring Road, he needs companions.

Chu Luo's hands, like ten steel nails growing out, grabbed the wall tightly, even if it seemed that all the bones except for his arms had been crushed into powder, he had to rely on these hands to pull his body up.

At this time, he had no special strength, no mercy and favor from God, only a trace of faith, which was the last straw.

Finally, Chu Luo stood up, and with the belief of hatred, he stood up.

However, when his body was fully upright.

It was as if a black hand covered with scales had pulled him back again.

After that, he didn't know anything.