Corpses, corpses everywhere.

When Ling Xi regained consciousness, the first thing he saw was corpses all over the ground.

The number of corpses is so large that it cannot be described as mountains and seas.

And most of the corpses are mutilated, with severed hands and feet, heads removed, and disemboweled, and the organs in the abdomen are scattered somewhere.

Corpses stacked on top of each other, corpses piled up on corpses, surrounding landscapes, buildings, all covered up.

The ground was soaked in black and red blood, and in some places it even became a pit of blood, and the larger one became a pool of blood.

He was so shocked by the sight that he was speechless, and even ignored that he had returned to his previous life.

Subconsciously took half a step back, and the landing place was sticky and soft, I don't know if the blood was too thick, or there were pieces of minced meat, or organs.

A mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, Ling Xi only had these four words in his mind.

He swallowed his non-existent saliva and struggled to move forward.

He didn't know where it was, and he had forgotten that he had been reborn as a mobile phone in another world.

The world in front of me is strange and bloody.

He was only sure of one thing, he had never been here.

In the mountain of corpses, the sword-shaped roof barely pierced out, and it was also a building style he had never seen before.

It was supposed to be a street, but now it was piled up into a valley of flesh.

The valley was very long and bloody, and Ling Xi walked very slowly.

It seems that there is no end in sight.

Ling Xi didn't know why he was so persistent in walking forward, carefully picking a gap between the corpses, and when there was no gap, he could only step on someone's chest or abdomen.

I don't know how long I walked, and there seems to be no concept of time here.

There is only a half-face sunset in front of him, which picks out the time, but there is no trace of sinking.

If you watch too many terrifying scenes, you will get used to horror and even become numb.

Later, in Ling Xi's eyes, the dead people became not much different from trees and garbage cans. He just walked forward, in a direction and goal that even he didn't know about.

After a long time, he stopped.

Ahead was a small hill made of corpses.

At the top of the hill, it seems to be the head of a statue, and on it, sits a man!

He was not strong, not handsome, dark-skinned, beardless, and dressed in a way reminiscent of a farmer in the fields.

Of course, he couldn't be a peasant, and a peasant wouldn't sit so casually and casually at the top of the mound.

The left knee is bent and stepped on a skull, and the right leg is large and casually pulled forward;

The left hand rests on the knee to support the chin, and the other hand is playing with a black short sword;

He was facing the west, and the fiery sunset was shining on his face, and his body seemed to be stained with a layer of blood, which made him less abrupt in this situation.

In this way, Ling Xi was at the bottom of the hill, looking at the man, and the man was at the top of the hill, looking at the sunset.

It's like a solidified, thick oil painting.

"You're here?" the man began.

Ling Xi knew he was asking himself, because there were no other living people around.

Only corpses.

"You know me?" Ling Xi asked.

"I don't know. "Just knowing that you're coming." ”

He didn't turn his head to look at Ling Xi, but just stretched out his hand and beckoned: "You come up." ”

As soon as Ling Xi's eyes flickered, he reached the top of the corpse mound and stood next to the man.

"It's been a long, long time since no one watched the sunset with me. The man kept staring obsessively at the blood-red sunset, as if he was talking to himself, as if he was saying to Ling Xi.

In his hand, the black short sword was turning from time to time, just like Ling Xi was always turning his pen when he was thinking or bored in his previous life.

The difference is that the pen is the most ordinary pen, while a layer of dry and congealed blood stains can be seen on the dagger.

Ling Xi saw the blood stains and the continuous mountains of corpses, and couldn't help but ask, "You killed these people?"

The man hummed to confirm that he didn't say much.

His face, his hands, and his body were all clean, except for the blood stains on the short sword, there was no trace of blood after killing the corpse mountain.

No matter what, it should be stained with a drop or two of blood, right?

Therefore, his affirmation made Ling Xi feel ridiculous out of thin air.

He looked near and far, his eyes were stinging with blood red, and he took a breath and asked, "Why?"

The man smiled, his gaze finally off the setting sun, staring at Ling Xi.

It's a pair of transparent, clean eyes, and even a hint of compassion.

It is extremely incompatible with the corpses all over the ground and the identity of the murderer.

"If I wanted to kill, I killed it. He understated, "What's the why?"

"Kill them all?"

"Pretty much. There are some I don't want to kill, I don't bother to kill, I don't bother to kill, but I can always find a place to live. ”

"All...... Killed?"

The same question, not the same thing.

The man's answer this time was much simpler: "Yes." ”

Ling Xi took a light breath, he didn't know who was alive, whether it would be a friend of the person in front of him, and his relatives were just strangers.

He subconsciously wanted to use the imager to observe this person's body, to see what kind of person could kill all the people in the world.

But the imager didn't start, not only the imager, equipment, skills, and system panels couldn't be used, but he couldn't even feel the true qi, and from the moment he woke up, he became an ordinary person.

"You're going to kill me too?" Ling Xi smiled bitterly.

The short sword in the man's hand slashed lightly in front of his neck, less than a centimeter apart.

Ling Xi could feel the slight coolness stirred up by the blade as it slashed through.

The man laughed, "I can't kill you." I knew I couldn't kill you. ”

Ling Xi had a very ridiculous idea, how do you know that you can't kill if you don't try?

Of course, it was best not to kill, he didn't want to be an inconspicuous one among these countless corpses.

"Since I can't kill you, then you can go and kill with me. "That's human.

He still said it so naturally, if he can't kill it, he will kill it together, which is a very logical bastard logic that can't be refuted.

Ling Xi couldn't refuse, so he could only say, "I'm afraid I can only kill a chicken." ”

The man burst into laughter, looked up, and burst into tears.

Ling Xi looked at the demon king with a very low laugh inexplicably, not knowing which piece of itchy flesh he had touched.

"That's right, and I'm going to kill a chicken. The man said with a smile.

Killing chickens?

Before Ling Xi could react, the man's hand was on Ling Xi's shoulder.

As soon as the vision was gone, they changed places.

The corpse mountain and the sea of blood all disappeared, and in front of Ling Xi was a mountain peak that reached into the sky.

The shape of the mountain peak is a little familiar, like the huge palace carved out of the rock on the top of the mountain.

It was only two circles thicker than he had seen before, and there were five slightly lower hills around the peaks.

He and the man were floating in the air, overlooking the palace on the top of the hill.

The next moment, on the five slightly lower peaks, five streamers rose up.

The red, yellow, purple, blue, and white streamers turned into five people, surrounding the two of them.

In the palace on the top of the mountain, the seven-colored pillar of light soared into the sky with the sound of the phoenix.

The Colorful Phoenix Emperor, which was more than 100 meters long, covered half of the sky......