Zhao Kehan seemed to have expected Yan Yu's next choice.

When Yan Yu slashed Kadro Hidden Knife at him, there was only a taunt that responded to Yan Yu.

"Weak, I still haven't seen it clearly......"

He seemed to hate iron and steel, and asked Yan Yu angrily: "My existence is because you feel that you are not strong enough, so you have shaped me, and now I have given you a choice, and you don't want it, it's really pitiful and hateful!" ”

Yan Yu didn't expect that this knife didn't kill Zhao Kehan, and his mind was already a little shaken.

"This is my inner world, I am the master, I want you to die, shouldn't you die?"

Zhao Kehan seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, but he couldn't laugh out loud while holding his stomach.

"You want me dead? I am you, you are me, how can I die? ”

He stopped laughing, became serious, and the atmosphere was cold.

After taking a few steps forward, Zhao Kehan stopped in front of Yan Yu and shouted in a deep voice: "You should be realistic, take a good look at my face!" ”

The black mist on Zhao Kehan's face revealed several golden points of light, as if it had penetrated the scorching sun of the haze, and then connected into a piece of golden light, which was a little dazzling!

Yan Yu narrowed his eyes slightly, and when he looked closely, the golden color was actually a mask, and this mask, Yan Yu recognized, was the one he took off the face of the mysterious murderer!

"This ...... That's impossible! I'm not a murderer! Yan Yu's heart was shocked, he really didn't want to believe that the mysterious murderer was Zhao Kehan, his second personality!

Yan Yu quickly calmed down.

If you think about it, it's really unlikely.

Because he had fought with the mysterious murderer several times, and was witnessed by Yu Guofeng, Hong Dafu and others, it was impossible to fight with his own fantasies!

Zhao Kehan is his second personality, and he naturally has a spiritual connection with Yan Yu, and he can also perceive Yan Yu's thoughts.

"It's really stupid, although you and I are not murderers, but you envy the strength of the murderer, and want to mold me into his appearance, I, I am the self you want, don't you understand?"

"Even the power of a murderer, you are so hungry, and now I have given you the opportunity to become stronger, do you really want it?"

As Zhao Kehan said, he is the personality created by Yan Yu, and he is the powerful self that Yan Yu longs for, but why does Yan Yu know nothing about it?

Does this mean that Yan Yu is ignorant of his own power? Or maybe Yan Yu hasn't found a way to make himself stronger?

If you really follow Zhao Kehan's guidance, can you really become stronger?

As soon as this thought was born, he could even feel Zhao Kehan's smile, obviously he was very satisfied with Yan Yu's idea.

However, Yan Yu quickly dismissed this idea.

Whether Zhao Kehan can make him strong or not, Yan Yu is still uncertain, but if he really does what he does, he will definitely become bad, there is no doubt about it.

"So what you mean by becoming strong is to abandon all conscience?"

Zhao Kehan shook his head and sighed: "It's still too tender, why can't you figure it out?" ”

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't be alive now, and you think that by your own indecision, the kindness of a woman, you can survive under that man several times or three times?"

Yan Yu pointed at Liang Shumei's neck and asked Zhao Kehan: "The strong man is such a style, he only bullies the weak?" ”

Zhao Kehan disagreed: "She knows the secret that she shouldn't know, if you don't block it, hum ......"

Yan Yu's heart was a little chilly: "If I don't stop it, do you really want to kill her?" ”

Zhao Kehan was also not ambiguous: "I'm not you, without a soft heart like you, a soft heart is destined to be a soft bone, and there will never be a day, Jiang Huijie's throat is the best proof!" ”

Yan Yu once suspected that this personality was awakened precisely because Jiang Huijie had her throat cut, because it was the most desperate moment in his life, except for the murder of his mother.

Zhao Kehan said at this time: "You finally thought right, if it weren't for your weakness and incompetence, there would be no me at all, Liang Shumei was almost killed, it was also because of you, and don't forget, I only live in your heart, and it's always ......you who do it."

Yan Yu hated Zhao Kehan very much, but he hated himself even more!

This is an existence that can be regarded as an enemy, but it cannot be easily eliminated, if you want to eliminate Zhao Kehan, you must become strong, but at this time, he has to rely on Zhao Kehan to become strong.

"Do I really have to rely on him to be strong? No! ”

Yan Yu's angry thoughts rose up, and he dropped the Kadro Hidden Knife and walked in front of his father.

This is the first time he bows his head to his father, not to recognize his father's status, let alone to pay tribute to his father, but to take over his father's fate!

He got under his father, but instead of seeking his father's refuge, he supported his father's heaven!

The dragon's head was very heavy, heavier and heavier than expected, Yan Yu almost crushed the back molars, desperately pushing up, knowing that the power was gradually transferred from his father's shoulders to his shoulders!

He hated the people of Laohebao, if it weren't for this ghost place, he and his mother would not have suffered so much and suffered so many grievances, and his mother would not have been killed because of this.

But Laohebao also has people with foreign surnames, lonely families like Lin Xiaoyu, and other innocent people.

He is not Zhao Kehan, the moment he holds up this weight, he seems to understand his father's "stupidity", because his shoulders are the power of life!

However, Zhao Kehan laughed: "Do you think this is a responsibility? It's just stupid! You don't even understand the facts, and you just take the blame on yourself, it's not selfless, it's stupid! ”

"You know these people are not worth saving, besides, even if there is no water source, they can still live, this group of filthy things, like reptiles and cockroaches, the scourge will not be easily extinct for thousands of years."

"You are just like your father, you just want to live a great life, but you ignore the fairness of the world!"

"Repay grievances with virtue, how to repay virtue, I don't understand this truth, no matter how many books I read, it's just a dead brain, and I will never get stronger, and in the end it's Lao Tzu and I who work hard!"

Zhao Kehan babbled and complained, but Yan Yu couldn't listen anymore.

He felt the weight that his father had been carrying for many years, and he was finally able to understand his father, he knew that no one wanted to suffer like this, and his father did not need to prove his greatness in such a way.

If he could, he would rather choose to accompany his wife and children, who would abandon his wife and children and choose to be crushed under the dragon?

Yan Yu wanted to say a few words to his father, or listen to his father say two words to himself, but his father collapsed violently, leaving only a pile of rotten clothes, not even bones and slag, and the whining black wind swept in and went away!

Regarding his father, Yan Yu has always only been angry, not sad, even if he came back here and investigated his father's affairs, it was to calm the anger in his heart.

He wanted to know why his father had abandoned him and his mother, why he had given up his lofty position as the head of Longfu Mountain, and why he had given up everything he had to come to this ghost place.

He had to figure it out before he could rightfully hate his father.

But now, for the first time, he had grief for his father, and this belated grief was not much lighter than when his mother was gone.

Although he also knows that all of this happens under hypnosis, and everything is his subconscious conjecture or fantasy, which may not be true, but the emotions at this moment are also real to the bones.

Yan Yu's grief seemed to be an insult to Zhao Kehan, he couldn't bear it anymore, stopped chattering and complaining, and walked to the front instead.

He picked up the Kazhuo Tibetan knife at his feet, and said to Yan Yu: "You look like this, it's really annoying, the mud can't support the wall, it's a person like you!" ”

"Let me give you another hand!"

Yan Yu felt endless malice from his words, as if the entire dark world was created by Zhao Kehan, or rather, he was the god of all this!

"What do you want to do!"

Zhao Kehan didn't answer, but sneered and walked to Liang Shumei's side.

He smiled sinisterly and evilly, Liang Shumei was already too frightened to move, he stroked Liang Shumei's long hair, put it under his nose and sniffed it, and then praised him: "You are so fragrant, I really miss it a little......"

Several pictures suddenly flashed in Yan Yu's mind, which was his almost "light" violation of Liang Shumei after he went berserk!

He had never known about it, and at this moment Zhao Kehan seemed to have deliberately returned these memories to him!

"You...... Don't you dare! ”

Yan Yu wanted to stop it, but at this moment, he had been pressed by the dragon's head, and the anger in his chest was surging with anger, but he couldn't move for half a minute.

He could even feel his father's helplessness, there were too many things in the outside world that he needed to complete, but he could only be pressed here, and even his soul could not escape!

Zhao Kehan was angry when he saw Yan Yu, but he was even more energetic, he lifted Liang Shumei's long hair, revealing the snow-white back of his neck.

"Kneel down, don't move, or the knife won't look good."

Liang Shumei's eyes widened, her eyes were full of horror, she was so obedient that she really knelt down and was killed!

"Nope! No! You can't do this! I command you! Give me vanish! Disappear! Disappear! ”

Yan Yu shouted frantically, and for a moment, he even wanted to break free from the suppression of the dragon's head, but he couldn't move half a minute.

Zhao Kehan grasped the handle of the knife with both hands and raised the Kazhuo Tibetan knife high, and under the light of the flashlight, the blade exuded a hazy silver light!

"Poof!"

As soon as the red splashed into Yan Yu's field of vision, the red line gradually turned into a long river of red, swept in, and completely submerged Yan Yu!

He is like a ghost, floating in the red world, like a lone footless bird, flying above the sea of blood, with no end in sight, no exit, and no rest.