When another spring rain fell, Chen Senran received an uninvited guest.

Now he was sitting at a table by the window in the drinking section of the grey oak tree, and little Anne sat obediently at the bar drinking milk juice, looking back from time to time.

Sitting opposite him was the uninvited guest, a cold and hard man wearing scarlet armor all over his body, Darius, the other party did not speak, but just looked at Chen Senran with a cup of Burning Heart.

Chen Senran was staring at the thing on the table at this moment, that thing was brought by Darius when dusk was approaching, it was a sword, an emerald green bright jade-like strange-shaped sword, there was once a man who had killed many people with it, but it was just lying quietly on this somewhat old wooden table in front of Chen Senran at this time, as sharp as ever.

The rain was pouring down outside the window.

"How did he die?" Chen Senran's voice did not fluctuate at all, and calmly asked about the cause of death of the man who had taught him the strongest martial arts in the mainland, as if it was not his teacher, but just a passerby who had died in the newspaper, and he was looking for some joy in life out of boredom.

"Kill me Noxus 3,000 iron armor on a rainy night, go straight to the military headquarters sacred mountain, and then die in my Noxus Burnham? General Darkwell under the sword. With a faint reverence, Darius spoke of the god-like man's killing and death on that rainy night, and a glint of excitement welled up in his eyes.

"Amazing man." Chen Senran picked up the strange-shaped big sword and flicked the blade lightly, and suddenly there was a crisp sound like birdsong echoing throughout the tavern, "But why did you give it to me?" ”

"Because I admire him." Darius said as a matter of course, the glint of excitement in his eyes grew, "Although he has killed countless of my comrades, his bravery and invincibility are enough to make any enemy awe-inspiring, and he is truly a remarkable man." ”

The two men in the opposing camp looked at each other and smiled for a moment.

Chen Senran stopped talking, and flicked the jade giant sword in his hand with his fingers again.

"Ding-" sounded.

"Ding-" again. The birdsong does not stop, like an ethereal music.

Chen Senran put his ear on the long sword, poured all his spiritual power into the jade sword, and the next moment, the kind of empty world like the sky appeared again, Chen Senran remembered the first time he saw Master Yi, he said to himself, I am a pure martial artist, you can look at my Tao if you don't believe it. A hint of sadness finally appeared on his face.

"Do you feel bad?" Darius asked.

Chen Senran opened his eyes, put the emerald green long sword on the table again, crossed his hands together, and looked fixedly out of the window of the spring rain.

"Want to hear a story?"

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"Brother...... "Who is calling me?"

"Brother...... is ...... Jessica......

"Brother...... Help me......"

"Jessica......" Heath Ledger snapped his eyes open, but the pain in his head made him almost faint again, and the cold rain hit him in the face, relieving some of his pain. He struggled to get up, but he couldn't muster any strength.

"Brother......" A terrible scream came from the tent in the back room, and Jessica was hoarse.

Not a hallucination, Jessica...... Heath Ledger gritted his teeth, the muscles in his face throbbing, and he finally got to his feet, staggered inside, and after a few steps, he fell to the ground, rain and dirt splashing all over his body, but he didn't know it.

Jessica ...... Wait for me. He roared in a low voice, clutching the muddy soil with both hands, and crawling forward like a scarred beast.

The source of the sound was his own tent, and he saw that the dagger he had given Jessica had been thrown outside, deep in the soil.

"Don't...... Brother...... Brother...... Help me......" Jessica's voice was already a little hoarse, and she cried out, almost running out of strength.

You can faintly hear the unbridled laughter of many men, who are speaking obscene words unscrupulously, and there is a crisp sound of tearing clothes in the air.

Heath Ledger climbed over to the old dagger, grabbed it, and then his whole body seemed to be filled with infinite strength, and he got up and walked to his tent step by step.

Lifting the curtain in front of the tent, he glanced at his naked sister, and then said to the four hungry wolf-like men, "I'm going to kill you." As he spoke, he felt like he had returned to the small room where he had been, with the rotting bodies of his parents lying beside him, and he looked at the surging villagers, raised the dagger he had sharpened for three days and three nights, and bared his worst fangs like a desperate beast. His body began to fade, and he endured endless nausea and decided to use his demonic abilities.

"You demon, you want to kill us?" Sacco glanced at Heath Ledger's situation, felt that something was wrong, and immediately offered a killer plan.

"Hmm-" Heath Ledger's stomach twitched, and a feeling of extreme nausea welled up in his heart, but he forcibly held back and held the dagger across his chest.

"Demon, you demon, have you forgotten how your parents died?" Sacco kept talking about Heath Ledger's past, pushing a few scumbags next to him as he spoke.

The guys were stunned for a moment, and then reacted, and one by one they began to shout.

"Demon, you demon......

"Demon, don't come here......"

"Demonic ......"

You devil.

"Brother...... You're not a demon, you're a good person. Jessica shouted weakly, but was finally annihilated by the demons in the sky because her voice was too small.

Demon......

Demon Demon ......

Demon Demon Demon ......

Demon Demon Demon ......Demon

Countless demonic words resounded in the empty rainy night, rushed into Heath Ledger's mind, and at once shattered his whole faith, and he fell to his knees in agony, as if he saw the painful faces of his parents again, the burn at the stake, and the distorted faces of countless village names flashed before his eyes, and each of them shouted, "You demon...... Die for it......"

"Ah......h

The rain was heavy.

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"When he left, I told him not to die."

The story told by Chen Senran is that of the killer who went alone to assassinate the dignitaries of a desert country with more than ten times the defense power he could bear.

"And then? Is he dead? Darius asked with interest.

"Dead." Chen Senran said expressionlessly, "Later, I felt a little sad, after all, we used to drink together, so I spent money to hire a few of the best killers on the road at that time to kill that political dignitary." ”

"What a good story." Darius drank the liquor in his hand in one gulp and applauded, "So you decided to avenge Master Yi?" ”

"yes, anyway, we used to drink together." Chen Senran smiled mildly and said bloody words, "So one day, I will cut off your head." ”

"Well, I'm looking forward to the day when your head is cut off." Da laughed, and was very satisfied with Chen Senran's Noxus-flavored words, "See you again then." He walked leisurely towards the door, not at all worried that Chen Senran would burst out at this moment.

"No." Chen Senran propped his head and looked at the direction in which Darius had left, and remembered the agreement with Galen, Demacia...... That's a good place to start.

"Kacha-" The door opened. Darius was about to get out of the rain when a man in a top hat rushed in from the rain, and he turned sideways past the strange man, looked at him with some confusion, and walked into the rainy night.

"Oops, oops—there seem to be other guests today." The guy who rushed in from the heavy rain was naturally Trist, he dusted off the rain on his body and sat down opposite Chen Senran honestly and unceremoniously.

"Something?" Chen Senran saw Trist's face and said impatiently, he didn't expect to be really told by this guy, and he really changed his mind.

"I'm just here to talk about our collaboration, how about it, I bet you've changed your mind now, right?" Trist flicked his black top hat with some smugness.

"Tomorrow." Chen Senran was silent for a moment, although Trist was a little annoying, but ...... He's really a great character, and work with him...... It doesn't seem to be bad either.

"It doesn't matter." Trist shrugged his shoulders, but didn't mean to leave.

"Are you okay?"

"I can't drink?" Trist smiled, "Oh, by the way, I do remember one thing, if you go to the circus in the east of the city right now, there's a great show going on there." ”

Chengdong Circus ......

"What do you mean?" Chen Senran turned the wine glass in his hand. That clown......

"Komori Sen...... He just said...... "Little Annie, who has been paying attention to this side, heard the word Chengdong Circus at first glance, and immediately remembered the poor brother and sister, "Is something wrong with that clown and his sister?" ”

"Don't look at me, if you want to know the way, go and see for yourself." Trist glanced at Chen Senran and Little Annie, and shook his head innocently, "Bartender, give me a cup of crimson blood." ”

"Xiao Sensen......" Little Annie tugged at Chen Senran's sleeve.

Looking at the pitiful eyes of Little Lori, Chen Senran's heart softened, and he couldn't help sighing, stood up, took a black umbrella from the corner and started to walk out.

"You're not allowed to go." Pushing open the door, Chen Senran stopped Little Annie, who wanted to follow. Wonderful performances...... That must not be a good thing, so he can't let little Anne see the possible gore and filth.

"Komori ......"

Chen Senran ignored the little girl's pleas this time and walked straight out of the tavern. Little Lori snorted a little angrily, but she didn't follow after all, just watched the big black umbrella disappear into the boundless rain.

The cruel story is still unfolding.

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The first update. It's a bit hard to write about the Joker's transformation.

The rest of the plot may be a little unbearable, but I have to write it or I won't be able to write the character of the Joker that I want to create.

Unbearable readers, I'm sorry, skip it.