I stumbled and did not return to the floating life, but went to the world to find a secluded place, drinking strong wine, only wine can numb my heart, I know, I have done wrong again, there are so many infatuated people in this world, I can't count them, but I can't help all people, if they die, that is, they don't have that creation, I meditate on my own mistakes, I stay in the world in vain, just to find a person, for this person, I can give up my life.

I feel that I am wrong, that there are countless sad people in the world, and I can't take care of others, I can only take care of the most important people in my life, even if it is destroyed, this kind of day is a kind of torture.

I scattered and went to the deepest and darkest hell, the wails of the six souls in hell, the roar made me goosebumps all over my body, although I came once a thousand years ago, but for a thousand years, there are only many souls and ghosts in hell, no less, all kinds.

People, ghosts, asuras, demons, demons, immortals, all the undead in the six realms are in the underworld, there is a way for good and evil, and the six realms must eventually be reincarnated, I came a thousand years ago, and suffered a lot of sins, but unfortunately I returned in vain.

It's a pity that after a thousand years, those juniors in the underworld don't recognize me, so this time I still single-handedly entered the eighteenth layer of hell, this is an old scene, I don't know what to do in my heart, like sadness, like sympathy. I experienced all of this firsthand a thousand years ago. I saw some of the ghosts with long tongues sticking out of their tongues with iron hooks hanging from them, some of them being whipped up a mountain full of knives, and some of them were tied up tightly and handed to a pot of boiling oil.

When those ghosts saw me, they were scared enough, I glanced at it, there were no half acquaintances, it seems, it is all the changes of the past thousand years, I don't want to be their enemy, and they can't beat me.

The spirit is born of the extremely deep obsession between heaven and earth, does not belong to the six realms, exists between heaven and earth, as long as the obsession is not extinguished, if it is strong enough, it can coexist with heaven and earth, if you want to destroy the spirit, there are two ways, one is that the heavens and the earth are destroyed, and all things no longer exist, and the other is to eliminate the obsession, and the spirit will naturally disappear.

I glanced at the ghosts who wanted to rush up, sneered, and with a slight lift of my left hand, the space around them was still, and I deliberately released one for him to ventilate and report the news.

I'm looking for the king of Hades, this matter still needs his nod, I don't want to take the lead, fortunately, after waiting for half a stick of incense, he finally arrived, just like a thousand years ago, the appearance of a middle-aged uncle, wearing a dark purple gold dragon pattern dragon robe, wearing a purple gold crown, not angry but mighty.

I smiled and said, "Old friend, meet again!" Hades wanted to reprimand well, "Who is so short-sighted, how dare you..." When I saw that it was me, my legs trembled, and I almost fell off the clouds.

"How dare you..." I touched the sword on my waist as if unintentionally, and his face turned blue with fright, and he ran all the way to me, even using the greeting "You... How did you get here? He was sweating profusely, and he nodded his head while wiping.

I enjoyed it a lot, after all, this is what he owes me, the suffering he suffered thousands of years ago, in other words, no one can bear it, but I actually endured it, these thousand years, I haven't troubled him again, he is so afraid of me this time, but it should be.

I touched my wrist, the scars were still there, and I suddenly remembered the dark days when I was in the eighteenth layer of purgatory, the hellfire burned every day, the skin and flesh of my body were good and rotten, rotten and good, there was never a place that was not rotten, my body was full of pus and blood, and I had to try hundreds of criminal laws every day.

Hooking tongues, gouging out eyes, going down to the oil pot, going up the knife mountain, and so on, especially when I am in a state of yin spirit, no matter how tortured I am, I can't die.

Staying awake every day and enduring these inhuman pains over and over again, I remember that there was only one thought in my heart at that time, I must wait for him. Even if I live in hell, I will wait until him.

Speaking of which, those days were all thanks to the person in front of me, but I also want to thank him, without him, there would be no me now, thanks to him who tortured me back then, I can't die, I can't survive, I can become a spirit.

I took out the soft sword at my waist, smiled evilly, and played with it between my hands, and the laughter of Hades finally couldn't be hung up, my face froze, the sweat beads on my head rolled down in big drops, and I swallowed my saliva, completely losing the majesty of Hades.

I put the sword in my hand and played with it, as if casually mentioning a thousand years ago, "A thousand years ago, you made me suffer a lot." What are you going to pay it back with? Hmm... Without taking advantage of his reply, I pierced through his body with great speed, piercing hundreds of holes, and I dragged out the sound for a long time, like a ghost in the dark night.

Blood dripped down the tip of the sword, staining a large area of the land, opening a demonic Manzhu Shahua, hundreds of small holes in the body of the king of Yama trickled with fine blood, I secretly said that my hand was too light, and he gave me a lot of pain thousands of years ago

Far more than that, now I just give him back what he deserves, I have never been a good person, so I don't need to do this good thing, the dark side of my heart completely exploded, and as soon as I came to the eighteenth layer of hell, my head hurt.

I always remember the days when I didn't see the light of day, living in darkness every day with despair, coldness, and the screams of the lonely ghosts, day by day of sobriety, day by day of torment, since the world bears me, why should I care about their life or death.

I decided, from this moment on, I will never help others again, whether others are dead or alive, what does it matter to me? My most important person, who disappeared into the world for thousands of years, is all harmed by this so-called world?

Famous and righteous, hahaha, ridiculous, Pudu people, you all Pudu people, but who has ever had mercy on me? My eyes were red, three thousand hairs were flying, and I held the demon Ye like a blood-soaked floating life, which seemed to be full of blood, and the entire sword body was blood-red, and there was a strong smell of blood.

The eighteen layers of hell were violently blown by the wind around me, and the knives on the mountain of knives made a humming sound, and those who were frozen only felt that the air around them was getting faster and faster, and if they continued like this, they would have to be hanged by the gangfeng.

Four sharp fangs grew out of my mouth, and my mouth whistled, and I let out a wail that did not belong to the world, and the king of Hades did not care about his own wounds, and shouted, "She has turned into a demon, she has turned into a demon, go and ask the Jizo Bodhisattva, quickly." “

It's a pity that the eighteenth layer of hell is shrouded by my gang wind at this time, and half of the ghosts can't enter, so he can only be regarded as an empty howl.

I carried the sword, the tip of the sword was sharpened on the ground, the sound of the tip of the sword was very harsh, I carried the sword one step at a time, and walked towards him step by step, my account, my pain, I didn't look for you a thousand years ago, and today I will count it together!!

All I could hear in my mind was the crying and heart-rending screams of a thousand years ago, the darkness enveloping me, there was no light, no retreat, only darkness.

And all this is thanks to him, the sound of breaking the sky sounded, and the floating life broke away from my hand and flew out like an arrow, and it was he who was the target!!