It was the black-clothed leader who stopped in front of Xingxing, and he was both angry and anxious when he saw his men being knocked out by Xingxin with thunderous means one by one.

Looking at the joy of being crazy and losing his mind, four words appeared in the black-clothed leader's mind: go crazy.

I am glad that the situation at this time is indeed crazy.

Let's not talk about cultivating true immortals and the like, just talk about martial arts. The cultivation of martial arts is never simply the power of cultivation, but more importantly, refining the heart, cultivating and polishing one's virtues, and the so-called martial arts are like this.

When he was a child, he witnessed the tragic death of his parents, and his heart was already greatly damaged, and then he was deceived by the woman who seemed to be kind, but in fact had a heart like a femme fatale, and once cut a huge wound on his young heart.

In order to take revenge and live happily and strongly, he survived those harsh trainings and became an elite of the dragon group that terrified the enemy and made the country proud. However, at this moment, the head is tied to the belt and the knife is licked with blood, so that the happy hands are inevitably stained with countless blood, and the heart is more and more cruel and ruthless, and at the same time, the desire for family affection is also more and more.

Once, while on a mission in Africa, Happy saved a poor little girl. The girl is fourteen or fifteen years old, of white race, and very cute-looking.

On a war-torn dusk, in a dilapidated slum, I saw a girl cowering in a corner, and beside her were three big men who had already been shot and died. The little girl's eyes were full of helpless despair, and with her lovely face, it made people feel pity. Seeing her gray, without a trace of brilliance, happy at that moment seemed to recall her lonely and helpless self, so she moved her heart of compassion and took this little girl with her, but in fact it was an unstable bomb.

The girl was a well-loved daughter of a wealthy family, but was kidnapped by a local warlord in order to get her arms smuggling leader's father to provide arms. I didn't want to, so the warlord brought the girl in, and the enemy got the news. In a bitter fight, the girl is taken to the slums by the warlord's men to avoid being tracked by the enemy, until she is saved by joy.

The little girl is very well-behaved, perhaps because she has experienced great fear, which makes her look extremely weak, definitely no worse than Sister Lin. It was in this way that she touched the softness in the heart of the cold joy, so that the joy liked her in just three days. Don't think about it, I am happy that I only have brother and sister affection for her, a kind of sympathy for the same disease.

However, just when Happy thought that life was no longer dark, reality once again brutally tore apart his dreams. One evening, when Happy was holding the little girl in his arms, a dagger of the standard of the hegemonic country on the east coast of the Pacific Ocean drilled into Happy Happy's abdomen and pierced into his newly warmed heart.

The girl is a young agent of the overlord country, and her mission is to get close to the Laughing Buddha and find an opportunity to assassinate him. Although, in the past three days, Happy has saved her life in the rain of bullets more than once, fighting those crazy warlords, but, in the face of the interests of the country, what is all this?

As she said to Happy, both of them are just state machines, each is just its own master, except for the interests of the country, it doesn't matter about morality, let alone friendship.

At that moment, I felt as if my heart had been stripped from my chest cavity and placed in the harsh winter, the bitter cold wind, the cold and tearing pain. It was also at that time that the heart that was happy to have some temperature was once again wrapped in darkness and coldness, and he became more and more cruel and cruel.

Killing people to the point of softness is a happy personal experience. For the organization that once buried his happy life and changed his fate, Happy will naturally not let it go easily. However, as he fed the bullet into the eyebrows of the last member of the Order, and faced their desperate and terrified families, Happy could no longer raise the gun in his hand.

When a killer can no longer be ruthless, is he still the sharpest killer? The answer, of course, is no.

Without the support of hatred, Happy feels as if life has lost its meaning. He became disgusted with killing, and even more disgusted with living in the infinite darkness, driven by the noble political interests he was doing. He began to feel tired and wanted to escape from this world and start a new life, and he thought of the popular crossing in the online article, hoping to start all over again.

With this dream, he began to prepare for the time crossing with the joy of carrying the "Secret of Longevity", learning knowledge and technology, and praying in front of the Buddha and Taoist Ancestors, wanting to get out of this world that made him feel tired and tired.

Happy to have successfully crossed, but his hands have been stained with too much blood, and too many lives have ended, whether they are innocent or not, they are all fresh lives.

Cultivation is taboo to kill, whether it is martial arts or ethereal immortal cultivation. Because killing will make a person stained with murderous and bloody, with anger and evil in his heart, it will affect his surname, and he may become a demon in his heart, affecting his cultivation.

Happy with the souls in his hands, he himself doesn't know how many, not to mention some are innocent, innocent deaths for the benefit of politics. Therefore, when the inner self-blame and anger are mixed together, the most powerful demons will be formed, and they will explode at the critical moment.

"The Recipe of Eternal Life" has a total of eighteen layers, and every three times is a stage, and there is a big level, which is relatively difficult to break through. I am glad that after five months of cultivation, I am at the peak of the third level, and I am about to break through to the fourth level.

In his previous life, the happy "Recipe for Longevity" had only been cultivated to the fifth level, so he had only encountered the inner demon once. Fortunately, at that time, Xingxing was near a terrorist organization, and without saying anything, the brutal killing perfectly released the demons in his heart, and Xingxing's strength was exhausted, and he finally broke through the difficulties and entered the fourth level.

In the past few days, Happy feels that he has signs of breakthrough, and with the lessons and experiences of his previous life, Happy is naturally more careful, and tries to make himself happy and relaxed. The unlucky Wang Yan just became the object of ridicule.

In front of the Drunken Moon Building, for some reason, I was happy to feel that Zhang's mother had a unique attraction. Originally, the words and actions of teasing,Just to confuse the person who is watching you behind the back.,But for some reason, I had the urge to fake the real thing.,Happy that the first intimate contact with the female surname happened.。

has lost his usual calmness, and then caught up with the breakthrough of "Longevity", happiness inevitably triggered his inner demons. After so many years, I don't know how much blood has been stained on Happy Hands, and there are also those soldiers who were ruthlessly killed by him after surrendering, such a deep anger is destined to be unprecedentedly strong in Happy Heart.

The remaining Qingming in his mind made Happy try his best to restrain the outbreak of killing**, but it couldn't stop the pleasure, and the killing and bloodthirsty ** in Happy's heart grew wildly. Everything in front of you is the hateful enemies and enemies, and they need to use their blood to wash away their miserable encounters and unleash the power of the explosion in their bodies.

"Gao Gongzi, it's me!" A soft voice sounded, but it was a woman.

The happy body was stunned, and the palm that pinched the neck of the man in black also stiffened in the air, and a trace of clarity appeared in his eyes full of murderous intent and bloodthirstiness, and he looked at the black-clothed leader with some doubts, but soon he was overwhelmed by the crazy ** of killing and bloodthirsty in his heart again.

"Kill!"

A hint of joy just appeared in the eyes of the black-clothed leader, but he was once again buried by a low roar in his throat.

Happy Jizhang's palm, like a sharp eagle's claw, grabbed the throat of the man in black again.

It is said that there are two kinds of people who do not cherish life, one is the person with a sick brain, who moans without illness and thinks that there is no hope in life; The other is the immortal, who have lived for too long and really don't know what to do, and death is their enjoyment.

In the face of the threat of death, the black-clothed leader naturally would not stand still, but his thin body was as agile as a cheetah and a civet cat, tossing and turning, and fighting with happiness. He had already felt the great power of joy in his previous carelessness, and naturally he would not fight this arrogant monster at this time.

There is no thrill of punching to the flesh, and there is no scene of blood splattering, which is unforgivable and unacceptable for the pleasure of thirsting for blood at this time. He roared wildly, his arms growing even faster, and the tremendous force pierced through the air with a terrible whistling sound.

After fighting for a while, looking at the joy that became more and more irritable and angry, and the momentum became stronger and stronger, feeling a trace of exhaustion from the body, the people in black couldn't help but feel anxious. He knew that if he couldn't calm down and exorcise the demons in his heart, he would either become a completely irrational killing monster, or he would die because his body couldn't withstand the huge power in his body.

The man in black dodged Happy Attack, and at the same time looked at Happy Happy's red crazy eyes and grim face, and for some reason, he felt a trace of heartache in his heart.