After the dragon dust let go of the little girl, there was a long steel nail inserted in the mouth of the dragon dust's heart, the steel nail was as black as ink, and the black gas was spreading at a speed visible to the naked eye at the wound of the dragon dust, which was obviously an extremely terrifying poison.

Zi Yan found that the fear in the little girl's eyes disappeared, but it was calm, just looking at the dragon dust, her black and white eyes flashed with pity, making people unable to believe that she was going to kill the dragon dust.

And on the puppet in her hand, a hole was broken, and it was obvious that the puppet was not a puppet at all, but a killing machine.

"How so?"

Yutong looked at the little girl, and then looked at the jet-black steel nail in Longchen's heart, and felt inexplicably hurt in her heart for a while.

"Do you hate me?"

Longchen slowly squatted down, looked at the little girl with a calm face, and gently stroked the little girl's cheek with his big hand, and said softly.

The girl was beautiful, carved in powder, and looked like an immaculate porcelain doll, which was unbearable to touch.

"I know, among the people who killed me just now, there must be your parents, do you hate me?" Seeing that the little girl didn't speak, Long Chen asked again.

The little girl shook her head, looking at the handsome face in front of her, just now it was like a killing god descending into the world, and in the blink of an eye, she was like a brother next door, making people feel warm and safe, and a trace of panic flashed in the little girl's eyes.

"I am a believer in killing God, we are not afraid of death, our death is just to return to the arms of God, killing is our priesthood, we will not have love, we will not have hate, we are born to kill" The little girl suddenly mustered up the courage to say aloud, as if these words could give her the courage to face the eyes of the dragon dust.

But such ruthless words, coming from the mouth of a little girl who was only two or three years old, made people shudder.

On top of the tall building, Zi Yan and Yu Tong couldn't help but feel frightened, such a young child was instilled with this kind of thinking, which was really chilling.

"Who told you all this?" said Longchen as he looked at the little girl.

"This is the guidance of the God of Killing"

"Have you ever seen it?"

"Nope"

"Then how do you know that it's the God of Killing's guidance, and do you even know that he really exists?"

"You...... You may not blaspheme the god of killing, you can kill me, but you can't blaspheme the god," the little girl said angrily.

Longchen looked at the little girl, with an angry look, and smiled slightly: "It seems that you are a devout believer, but your eyes tell me that you are a little nervous, you are a little afraid."

Because now you are using a force to force you to do things that go against your heart.

You have a sense of guilt for killing a stranger, and you try to exorcise that guilt for you with the help of the power of the gods.

It's a pity that the power of the gods is not strong enough, it can't exempt you from guilt and remorse, compared to the power of the gods, the power of the heart is more powerful...... Ahem......"

Speaking of this, Longchen coughed up two mouthfuls of blood in a row, and the blood turned out to be black, and even Longchen's face began to turn black.

"Brother...... You ......" The little girl finally felt a little unbearable when she saw the appearance of the dragon dust, and just opened her mouth, but she didn't know what to say.

"You can't die, you don't have to worry, in fact, the moment you were thrown, I saw the panic and uneasiness in your eyes, and there was hesitation, that and panic are two different concepts" Longchen smiled slightly.

"You ......," the little girl startled.

"Isn't it stupid and idiotic?" Longchen laughed self-deprecatingly, and his big hand gently stroked the little girl's messy hair and said:

"Seeing you reminds me of a person who is supposed to be a little younger than you, but I'm sure she'll be as cute as you, so I can't bear to kill you.

I don't kill you, it's not because of how kind I am, I just like to do things according to my heart and do whatever I want.

Therefore, no matter how many things I have done or how many people I have killed, I can eat and sleep soundly, because I have never been condemned by my conscience, and I am at peace at all times.

Little sister, remember my brother's words, there is no real right or wrong in anything, do it according to your heart...... Ahem, that would ...... Let you live a happier life" Longchen looked at the little girl with some doting, and said softly, and then coughed up two mouthfuls of blood.

"Big brother...... the little girl said in a trembling voice, her big black and white eyes full of remorse and sadness.

"Poof"

Longchen pulled out the tungsten steel nail in his heart, and what was shocking was that there were countless small barbs on the tungsten steel nail, and the heart fragments of dragon dust were sticking to it, which made people's scalp tingle.

Dragon Dust slowly closed his eyes, the chaotic space shook, and endless life force poured into Long Chen's body, Long Chen's originally blackened face returned to normal in an instant, and the wound on his chest began to heal slowly, and in a breath time, it returned to its original appearance, without even a trace of scarring.

Those poisons, for others, are deadly poisons, but for dragon dust, they are nothing, they only need life to force them out of the body, and they don't even need to be assisted by the antidote pill.

The poison was mainly aimed at the physical body, and the power of the dragon dust's physical body was so strong that even he didn't know how far it had been.

"Big brother...... You...... Are you leaving?" the little girl looked timidly at the dragon dust.

"Well, I still have a lot of things to do, goodbye" Longchen turned and slowly left.

"Big Brother Dragondust, I'...... My name is Xiao Yu'er," the little girl suddenly plucked up her courage and shouted.

But the dragon dust man had disappeared at the entrance of the alley, and he didn't know if he heard it or not, and a look of disappointment appeared on the little girl's face.

Suddenly, in the crowd, an old woman who looked to be in her fifties and was so frightened that she was huddled in the corner and shivering, after seeing the dragon dust leaving, she suddenly rushed out, picked up the little girl, and disappeared in front of everyone's sight with a few ups and downs, making many people exclaim, it turned out that there was a killer hidden.

Looking at the direction in which the old woman left, Yutong muttered, "Longchen has actually noticed her, but he didn't kill her, just to let her take that little girl away."

What kind of person is this dragon dust? For a while, he was cold-blooded and ruthless, like a bloodthirsty demon king slaughtering the common people.

But when he was kind, he was so stupid, and if he couldn't resist that poison, wouldn't he have to put his life on the line?

Zi Yan shook her head, and an indescribable emotion appeared in her beautiful eyes: "With Longchen's character, he disdains to do such things, just like he said, he does things whether they are right or wrong, he just acts according to his heart."

So many things seem stupid and irrational to outsiders, but he is at ease and never cares what others think. ”

"Heart...... I ...... my heart," Yutong muttered these two words.

"Don't think about this, maybe this is the existence of the legend, the feelings that should be there, we can't understand it" Zi Yan said softly, but after saying this, she couldn't help but feel a little sad for the future of Dragon Dust.

Falling under the Heavenly Dao, that is the only destination of Dragon Dust, it is an impassable road, because the obstacle he faces is the Heavens.

"Well, sister, who is the god of killing in that little girl's mouth? Why haven't you heard of it?" asked Yutong.

"The God of Killing in her mouth is not a true God, and there is no record of the God of Killing among the one hundred and eight True God Fruit Positions recorded in the secret book of my Immortal Palace.

In our Immortal Palace, there are countless strong people who have cultivated to be powerful, but only the Ninth Divine Envoy, with his strong strength, ranks among the one hundred and eight true gods, ranking one hundred and three.

These killers are cultivating killing techniques, not divine methods, and their breath is completely different, and their fighting methods are very similar to the scum of the Divine Realm, Enpuda, maybe it's his Dao system!" Zi Yan said lightly, but when it came to Enpuda, a trace of mockery and disdain appeared in Zi Yan's eyes.

This kind of emotion rarely appears on Zi Yan's face, which has always been quiet and indifferent, which shows that this Enpuda is an extremely despicable and shameless guy.

"My sister has watched the secret book of the Asgard Palace, and she knows so much!" Yutong couldn't help but say with some envy.

"Your state of mind is not enough, and when you reach that state, you will naturally be qualified to see it, but you have to be mentally prepared.

Because once you see those records about the Immortal Ancient Era, it will have a devastating blow to your Dao Heart, and if you can't bear it, it will be a disaster!" Zi Yan's eyes were a little complicated, and her face looked a little unnatural, and even in the depths of her eyes, there was a hint of sadness.

"Okay, let's not talk about this, we're leaving tomorrow, my sister and I will go around together, buy some small things in the secular world, and bring them to the senior sisters and sisters of the Immortal Palace, so that everyone can be happy!"

......

There was a hint of depression in Long Chen's heart, and seeing that little girl's innocent eyes reminded him of his sister he had never seen before.

Now that the time is calculated, the little guy is almost two years old, only slightly younger than the little girl, but his sister should still grow up carefree under the pampering of his parents, and the child in front of him who should also be happy under the knees of his parents has been cultivated into a killing machine, which makes Longchen feel a little painful in his heart.

So he knew that the little girl was a killer and wanted his life, but he still forgave her stupidly, and Longchen didn't know why he was so stupid, but he really couldn't kill such a naïve child.

This kind of belief is terrible, it will make people crazy, lose their minds, and the killers of the Blood Killing Hall are a bunch of crazy people.

In the past, Longchen even regarded them as a group of idiots, who had been killed so many people by themselves, and still didn't know how to converge, and wanted to kill themselves.

Long Chen sneered in his heart, since you see yourself as a killing machine, whether you kill or be killed, you have no fear in your heart, right, take death as a return to the arms of God, okay, next time I see you, I will give you a free ticket, and send you directly to meet your god, so that you can meet happily.

Longchen is tired of these days, there are a thousand days to be a thief, and there are no thousand days to prevent thieves, and they must be given a painful lesson to end this endless entanglement.

Along the way, there was no induction, it should be that this wave of attacks and killings of that group of guys was over, and seeing that there was Huayun Auction House in front of him, Longchen walked directly in.