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"Those who are speeding or running over the poor, ideals, and life are speeding away from the world. 》

Ping'an held the Tang knife that was only half cut and stared at the thin old man in front of him.

"Let me go. ”

"Wh. What?I.. I didn't.. Not much.. Listen.. Hear clearly. ”

Lu Li stammered and said teasing things.

"If you stammer, you don't talk much. ”

Ho-te

Ping'an spat out bloody phlegm, and the uncontrollable trembling of his standing body finally revealed his exhaustion and helplessness.

"I'm too.. I want to too, but... But I don't control it.. I can't stop it. ”

Lu Li spoke intermittently, his white eyes were bloodshot and he couldn't see, so Lu Li turned his face sideways and listened to the sound of the early morning flowers absorbing nature.

boom

Peacefully exerted force, and the afterimage followed his figure through the morning fog and approached.

shore

The sound of swords clashing briefly paused the natural proximity of the surroundings.

The backhand slapped Ping'an's face, and when he flew up, Ping'an actually felt that these few hours were the most reassuring and relaxing.

After eating the morning noodles, Ping An smoked a cigarette, although he smoked his eyes in his mouth, but he was very handsome, and Ping An liked to make himself free and easy, at least he could enjoy him when he was lonely.

Meeting Lu Li is the thing that Ping An regrets the most today.

If he hadn't been soft-hearted and had thrown him a piece of silver, if he hadn't been fed that box of lunch, if he hadn't told him his name.

In this way, there should be no death.

A two-hour chase from the city over the forest, to the hills, and over the tunnels.

An hour of fighting, from the Tang knife began to shatter, then to the injury, and finally to death.

Listening to Ji Nu (that is, a prostitute, the sensitive word is replaced) said, you can encounter nightmares when you fall asleep with your hands on your chest, Ping An always wants to try, she tried it for the first time last night, and she encountered a nightmare today. This was the first thought that came to mind when Ping An was slapped and fell to the ground.

Only half of the cracked Tang knife fell into the damp mud without making a sound.

"It seems that next time I will pinch Wang Xi. ”

"What? "Who.". Who is.. Wang Xi Guawa.. You.. You said yes.. Is it pulled over (which).. Hello me.. Let's go and kill him. ”

Lu Li carried a heavy sword transformed by the power of nature, and asked cruel words brilliantly.

Lu Li is very old, but it is not sad that his heart is very young and he is a good person, and the beggar is just what he wants to do.

People are very strange, they don't know how to be satisfied and they don't know what to be grateful for.

Lu Li likes to see the gratitude of the people he helps, and he also likes to be blasted out of the store by the so-called people.

That's the world. That's what makes all living beings.

“..”

Ping An tried hard to support his body, and Lu Li, who knew that Ping An would end up with only death, approached without hurry, stepped Ping An into the mud again, lifted his feet, and stepped down, which was probably the thing Lu Li enjoyed the most today.

"Please, please. Beg me.. I'm going to.. Don't kill... I'm going to kill you."

"Please... Please."

Ping'an's blood, tears and mud were mixed into wisps of oil paintings, trembling and raising their heads, begging for mercy like a lost dog.

"Hahahahaha, you.. This melon baby pours.. It's funny, it's. This is begging from Lao Tzu.. Begging for mercy?"

"Okay, that old man.. Today.. Not today.. I'm not going to kill you. ”

Hehe, I'm Lu Li but I do what I say, if I don't kill you, I won't kill the old man who promised you, after all, I'm not in a hurry to kill you.

"Giving. To Lao Tzu .. Get up.."

Lu Li pinched the back of Ping'an's neck, led the dead flesh, dragged Ping'an forward, and walked towards the boulder next to him.

Nature condensed in his hands, Lu Li threw Ping An on the boulder wall, and the nature controlled in his hands condensed into an iron claw to jam Ping An on the stone wall.

"People. . . In this life, this one... It's boring, it's difficult.. Rare pleasure, torture .. Grinding people is the source of Lao Tzu's happiness, Gua Wa you.. You know what?"

Lu Li grinned, and skin wrinkles appeared on his old face again.

Confused, hearing only the sound of one's own breathing.

The life of peace is slowly draining, perennial training, special physique, at this moment is not an advantage, but the capital of torture, how powerless, even death is a luxury, how pitiful people are, cells are dying and recovering, but the blood has no conscience to break free from the flesh and blood, and flee to nature.

Ugh

The heavy sword turned into a small knife and slashed through Ping'an's bloody arm, and his physical fitness was strong, so it was difficult to cut it, and Lu Li raised his left eyebrow, increasing his strength.

"Please, please, kill me, don't do this, please, please! please."

The consciousness of peace was pulled back from Sumeru, the intense pain, the wound on his skin made him beg for mercy heartbreakingly, and blood and tears gushed out like boiling water left in a broken cup.

"Hahahahaha, you.. Guawa: This little bit hurts.. Can't eat wow? It's a piece of rubbish, no.. But oh, I love the plug. ”

Lu Li became more and more excited and happy, raised his head and breathed the air hard, yes, such a beautiful day, there will be no one who does not want to enjoy it, who can be tortured at will, the bounty of more than 100 million yuan, and the warm early sun sprinkled on his face by the morning fog.

The second knife is cut into Ping'an's breast, and the whole head (that is, the milk, replaced) and the palm-sized skin are cut off.

"Ahh

How hoarse is the muddy voice in the throat, what kind of pain is this, is this hell, it hurts so that the muscles burst out, it hurts so that the body tightens peacefully, and it hurts so much that it hurts so that it is weak and silent hoarse and wailing.

The sun is in the middle of a blue-hued sky.

Big sun.

The weather was rare, the sun was very big, and the temperature that broke out reminded people that at noon it was time to find a tube to spend the planned money on the most ordinary food.

It's just three hours.

Ping An was missing an arm, an ear, and three pieces of skin and flesh larger than the palm of his hand were thrown haphazardly into the mud.

Like flowers, like paint, like wisps of blood, they have already infected the surroundings, invaded the soil under the peace, and turned into nutrients to nourish the seeds that do not know when they will come.

"Distance. There is still a lot until tomorrow. It's been a long time, too. It's so boring... Should... It's time to play.. What are you going to do?"

Lu Li wiped the fresh blood on his face.

It's so boring, it seems that everything is really boring, why don't you gouge out his eyes?

Hey, I'm a genius.

The knife was inserted into Ping'an's eye socket, and the eyeballs were cocked, and two bloody eyeballs fell into Lu Li's hands.