"Who the hell are you! Why do you want to hurt me like this? "It's clear that the Kurong monk wants to die. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Well, I told you that you probably don't know, who still remembers the victim's name when he kills." Nan Ling pouted and said to Kurong Jushi.

"Senior! Please tell me why! I believe you are not an indiscriminate murderer! Lin Hehe, the future successor of the country who grew up under the red flag of the new century naturally cannot bear this kind of scene.

"Okay, okay, if I don't make it clear, it looks like you're planning to find someone to take me. Cheapskate! Drink cold water! After drinking cold water, become a devil, slightly. Nan Ling, who was dissatisfied with Lin Hehe's questioning attitude, launched a wave of ridicule against Lin Hehe.

"Presumably he won't be able to remember it, so I'll let him die." Nan Ling pointed to Kurong and said.

"A long, long time ago, well, in fact, it wasn't long..."Nan Ling began to tell this story that was not beautiful or full of chivalry, in the tone of a storyteller.

While telling the story, Nan Ling waved his right hand, and the dirt and dust on the ground floated up, gradually gathering in the air, pouring out small buildings, and after a while, a miniature town template appeared in front of Lin Hehe's eyes.

"At that time, I was so young, maybe five or six years old, and now I am already a big child of seven or eight years old." Nanling said, and the model of the town made of dirt gradually moved with it.

"I still remember that my father was a settler, and although the monthly salary was not high, he could still make our family of three worry-free." As the voice sounded, countless small clay figures gradually appeared in the dirt town, and three small clay figures were added with halos, which could be seen at a glance.

"I remember that day very clearly, my father just paid the monthly money and took me and my mother to eat at the largest restaurant in the city." The three little clay figurines also began to move, and walked towards a building with flying cornices.

"Daddy ordered a table of my favorite Qiankun barrier-breaking pork knuckle, but that's when that all changed." Nan Ling's voice sank.

"Do you remember seeing this little town? Withered glory! Nanling pointed to his model of a small town made of dust.

"I don't remember, I've killed countless people in my life, how can I remember such a trivial matter. Do you remember what you ate at once? Kurong grinned, blood spilling from the corners of his mouth.

"It's okay, you'll remember, you're just going to have to talk about it now." Nanling said to him, continuing to tell his story.

"It started because of a quarrel between a guest at the next table and another person." The two little clay figurines in the restaurant glowed red and began to slam each other with their mud fists.

"The fight became more and more intense, and Daddy felt that the momentum was not right, so he planned to take us away, but..."

"The owner of the restaurant naturally couldn't sit idly by, and got up to persuade those two, but he didn't expect that one of them was an innocent diner who caused the tragedy!" Nan Ling's tone suddenly became excited.

"Because the quarrel between that innocent diner and the other diner was so intense that they both started saying hello to each other with their fists, there was a peacemaker among the other diners." One of the small clay figurines in the restaurant lit up with yellow light, and he was originally the same as other little clay figurines, but at this time, a sword and hat made of mud appeared on his body, which was different.

"The kind-hearted diner really didn't want anyone to be involved in the dispute, so he drew his sword and killed them all, and the tavern was silent in an instant." Nan Ling continued, and the little clay figure with the sword used his small sword to cut the two of them into two pieces, and the two small clay figures with red light were divided into two pieces and scattered near the table and chairs.

"The swordsman saw that his purpose had been achieved, so he took his sword and returned to the wine table to continue eating, and when we all thought it was over, you appeared." Nanling's story has finally reached a critical point.

As he spoke, a storm of dust appeared over the city, and it swept through the city, but wherever it swept by, the little mud people would turn into grains of sand and become part of the storm.

"You killed all the people in a city in order to practice your evil skills, and they are all innocent, can killing people make you feel pleasure?" Nan Ling asked.

Lin Hehe also probably knew the reason for the matter at this time, and his feelings were the hope of the small city, and the flame grew into a monstrous demon flame and came out for revenge.

"I was crushed by my parents and narrowly escaped, I know that I don't have the talent for cultivation, and the sect master gave me hope." After Nan Ling finished talking about his origin, he waved his hand, and the entire city became sand again.

"I later found out that although you are murderous and have no sense of guilt, you seem to have a special value for your family, and I wonder if it is because they can give you warmth. Knowing this, I founded the Valley of Bliss, and I'm waiting for you to move in and enjoy your family. Nan Ling smiled.

"Hahaha! So what, my family has already been killed by your design, I have nothing to worry about, no matter how you torture me, I won't spit out half a painful word! "Anger is written in every wrinkle of the Kurong monk.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you that the ones you killed just now are actually fake, real, here." Nan Ling grinned, waved his robe in his right hand, and released a bunch of people.

"See? These are! I'll play a game with you, it's called 'sit in a row, eat fruits', we form a circle, I'll give you a Sinan, you come and go, if the handle of Sinan's spoon points to me, I'll put one, otherwise, who kills whom, how about it? Nan's grinning mouth showed Bai Sensen's baby teeth, which were full of joy.

"Good! You have to swear by the heart of the Tao! Word! Kurong Jushi gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Naturally, although I am a demon cultivator, I am also a thousand crystals, and I am not bullied." Lin Hehe looked at a child who could say that Tong Su was not bullied, and he also felt subtle.

"Then you turn around." Nan Ling took out a Sinan and threw it to Kurong Jushi.

Kurong Jushi crawled wrinkled like withered branches with his fingers on the handle of the spoon, although he had lost all his true qi and his realm plummeted, but he still had control over his body, and he was still very confident to point the handle of the spoon at Nanling.

"Listen, don't come to avenge me when you go out! Don't! I did it all at my own peril! Kurong Jushi shouted hoarsely to his family with his mouth open, his white hair trembling.

"Oh? Sorry, it looks like you're doing it wrong! Nan Ling looked at the old man who was quietly pointing at the handle of the spoon, and then said to the Kurong monk.

"Impossible! Impossible! I've done the math! It's you! You've actually used your true anger! Ahh Although the realm of Kurong Jushi has dropped, his IQ has not dropped, so he naturally figured out the joints immediately, so he pointed at Nanling and shouted.

"Clever! Huh~" Nan Ling's index finger shot out a ray of light with the words, piercing the old man's heart.

"You! Ahh Kurong Jushi shouted heartbreakingly.

"There are so many people here, and you might be able to save the next one!" Nan Ling reminds Kurong that it is okay to collapse, but the game still has to continue.

"Go on, don't stop."