Lin Ruochen suddenly made a move, and the rabbit flew up, but in a breath of time, Pei Zheng had already fallen into his hands. Ren Qiantang only stabbed out a stick, and then wanted to attack, but he had already thrown a mouse bogey, so he had to bite his lip and was stunned.

Pei Zai didn't expect that the young man he provoked today would make such a decisive move. With his ability, he only saw the phantom in front of him flickering, his throat tightened, and his life was no longer under his control!

"Is it fun? Do you think that if you recognize a father, no one will dare to kill you? ”

Lin Ruochen's left hand gently patted Pei Zai's cheek, there was no banter in his eyes, some were just cold.

Since he has already made a move, he will do what he has to do, and it is not in the realm of concern whose son he is.

Since he was a child, Lin Ruochen has hated and loved this world.

He is not Yu Shuanglong, he is not Hua Qingshan, and he is not Long Ruoshui. They may do their best for the stability of this world, trying to maintain balance in the whirlpool. But he's different.

Hua Tianguo is not his country.

Since he was a child, he lived in that small mud house that leaked everywhere, and the only one who brought him back food was his father, who worked hard in the factory for more than ten hours a day.

He had never seen a department that helped them. When his father died in the dark of night because of lack of medicine in that earthen house, he knew that in this world, he could only live on his own.

Hua Tianguo, who is full of flowers on TV, has nothing to do with him. Since the age of thirteen, he has been involved in a lot of work, and all he can get is a little food to survive.

Even so, he still has to grab and fight with countless people in the town who are more than ten years older than him for this little hope!

So, he only lived for hope. He would rather stay in the dark city than deal with politicians who are high up.

He is rarely deceived by them, because he doesn't trust them at all.

In order to survive, he can not hesitate to go to war with the military, the wealthy clan, and the local government! To survive is to rely on your own hands to take it over!

Pei Zai's blood all over his body became cold, and he clearly felt the indifference in the eyes of this young man in front of him. He will not change his mind because of his identity, and the only thing that determines his life and death is the essence of whether he should die or not.

Damn it?

Now, even Pei Zai himself knows that he will definitely die.

If he wasn't Pei Du's son, he didn't know how many times he had died!

"Only blood cleanses original sin. I'm going to take you with me today and let you die clearly. A pure soul is worthy of reincarnation. ”

Lin Ruochen's right hand was slightly harder, and the three fingers penetrated through the body, passed through the skin, dragged Pei Zheng, and walked towards the street.

Blood oozed out of the blood hole through his fingers, and Pei Zai gurgled in his throat, but he couldn't even scream, the stinging pain made him extremely conscious, and he couldn't even be unconscious.

Ren Qiantang gritted his teeth and followed behind, but he didn't know what to do.

He was arranged by Pei Zai's side to protect his safety. If Pei Zheng died, he knew what kind of fate he would be.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the King of Fighters Pei Du is a tall and majestic leader, but only they, the former personal guards, know what a terrifying existence the inhumane Pei Du is.

Follow Lin Ruochen to the death, looking for an opportunity to rescue Pei Zheng, or kill yourself here. Anyway, Ren Qiantang has already made up his mind, even if he dies, he will definitely not return to the main city of Wolong Mountain!

On the street, with a pair of stunned eyes, Lin Ruochen walked forward as if dragging a dead dog.

He didn't look back at Ren Qiantang, in his opinion, such a martial artist had already broken his backbone, then he would definitely have no chance to step into the real transformation!

A pseudo-transformation energy, at most, will bring him some trouble, but it will not catch him off guard.

Step by step, I walked through the streets, gradually moving away from the crowd. There are more and more people behind him, not only Ren Qiantang, but also a large number of martial artists who manage the small city, as well as groups of uneasy residents.

Those who want to do it dare not do it, and those who don't want to do it may just want to see the ultimate fate of this young man who dares to go against the sky.

Although in the eyes of most people, the fate of this young man was already doomed from the moment he reached out and grabbed Pei Zai's throat. But miracles always exist in everyone's heart.

The prosperity is gradually moving away, I can't hear the hustle and bustle of the traffic, I can't see the bustle of the crowd, and Lin Ruochen's eyes are already a wilderness.

A few wild dogs fled in panic on the hillside, and a few crows flew up, and the heavy dead air was in stark contrast to the rich town not far behind.

Mass graves!

Behind every prosperous era, the most real destination.

There are no neat tombstones, no flowers from worshippers, and no one even knows how many unjust souls there are.

Perhaps, only a few white bones that have been dug out by wild dogs occasionally tell the desolation of the prosperous era.

Lin Ruochen dragged Pei Zai, stepped on the overgrown weeds, and walked to the hillside. Occasionally, a few small snakes were startled, as if they couldn't stand the cold murderous aura, and fled into the bushes on the side.

Pei Zai's legs were hanging on the ground, his valuable leather shoes had already fallen off, and the branches cut across his trouser legs, and there were also blood marks left on his legs. His eyelids were heavy, and if it weren't for the pain in his neck, he would have almost fallen asleep.

I don't know how many people, directly or indirectly, died at his hands and were thrown into this mass grave. But he never thought that this place would eventually become his home!

Ren Qiantang hunched his body, followed behind, and with every step he took, his body was like a spring, bounced up slightly. His ready-to-pounce posture has been maintained all the way, but he has never found a real opportunity.

Lin Ruochen in front of him seemed to be walking casually, but he could feel that a fierce killing machine locked on him, and he never had half a bit of slackness.

Hundreds of martial artists, bypassing the dilapidated hill, have almost surrounded this place, Lin Ruochen finally set foot on that small mountain bag!

Reaching out to lift Pei Zai, he pressed it to the ground, and landed on his knees, Lin Ruochen's right hand was released, and he grabbed his hair against his scalp to prevent him from falling.

The carotid artery compression relaxed, Pei Zai's brain was cold, and he opened his sour eyes.

"Raise your eyes and see, how many wandering spirits are floating here, with nowhere to return?"

Lin Ruochen's voice was low, but it could penetrate the clouds, and even the crowd of onlookers at the foot of the mountain could hear it clearly.

It was already early summer, but on this chaotic grave, there were gusts of wind blowing, and Pei Zai only felt that his bones were already cold.

Dark clouds instantly enveloped the heavens and the earth, and the night fell early. In the darkness, on the mass grave, there were faint blue ghost fires floating up, like a pair of dead eyes!

"Born to be buried, the same people. Why, when they are scattered, can only wander here coldly? And you, but can enjoy luxury in the city? ”

"They could have lived by their own hard work, so why should they be controlled by you people? How can you control their life and death? ”

"They feed you as their own sons, and give you the best of what they have produced, and the fruits of their labor. Why, can you ignore their lives and deaths? ”

"In your eyes, they are just a bunch of lowly pariahs, exploited, oppressed, deceived and even tortured and killed at your disposal! Where does your nobility come from? Is it the inhumane Pei Du who gave it to you? ”

"If I kill your flesh, you will also become, the filthy blood food of the wild dogs in this mass grave! Tell me, where is your nobility? ”

"As long as you can answer one, I will let you go back alive today!"

Lin Ruochen's voice grew higher and higher, roaring from the dark mass grave. At this moment, he felt his soul come out of his body, expanding infinitely between heaven and earth, and countless wandering spirits surrounded him, dancing!

Pei Zai's mouth opened and closed like a fish out of water, but he couldn't say a word. The humble, pitiful, cowardly, and helpless faces of the past drifted in front of his eyes, and the empty eyes seemed to tear at his soul one by one.

"Please! Don't kill me, I don't want to die! ”

Pei Zai closed his eyes, and all he could say was this sentence of begging for mercy over and over again.

"Being in a high position, but not thinking about repaying the favor! How can a man like you not die! ”

Click!

A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and light flashed for a moment on the mass grave.

Pei Zai's head was held high in his hand by Lin Ruochen, and the long knife in his left hand pointed down the mountain!

"Those who deserve to die are doomed to die! Who else is going to follow him? I, Lin Ruochen, might as well give you a ride! ”

The rain poured down, and the fragrance of the earth rolled up, diluting the blood.

The hillside was surrounded by heavy figures, surging under the white rain curtain.

rushed to the first place, it was Ren Qiantang!

He has no way to live! From the time Lin Ruochen raised Pei Zheng's head high, he had already lost his life. He rushed up, not for any so-called revenge, because there was no revenge at all. He simply wanted to die here, because he didn't want to go back to Wolong Mountain and be tortured again!

As a martial artist, dying in a hearty battle can be regarded as a well-deserved death!

Maybe it was to put him to death, but he let go of all the shackles, Ren Qiantang's momentum suddenly reached the peak, leaving the martial artist behind him far behind, and killing him first.

Without any nonsense, the stick was smashed, drawing an arc of light and shadow in the air.

Lin Ruochen's right hand still held Pei Zai's head high, and he rose up by the momentum of the water, his figure was like a dragon soaring into the air, and the dragon slaying treasure knife in his left hand stabbed out, piercing a passage in the water curtain!

"Come on! But whoever is in the company of sin has only one way to die! Let your blood cleanse you from your sins and leave a pure soul to be reincarnated! ”

"Kill!"

With a loud shout, the dragon slaying in Lin Ruochen's left hand poked straight out, and the tip of the knife was on the slinger stick in Ren Qiantang's hand!

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