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A girl of noble birth and good background fell in love with a man.

The man's family is poor, and his parents died when he was a child, but he just relied on tenacity to enter the girl's door and became an ordinary outer disciple.

Although there are many suitors, and her father also chose a fiancé for her whose character and appearance belong to the best choice, the girl still can't extricate herself from falling in love with men.

There are many reasons for falling in love with him, it may be just because he sent a group of entangled suitors for himself at the beginning, or it may be because although he has a humble status, he has otherworldly knowledge and manners, and of course, it is more likely that he accidentally learned that he is obviously an outer disciple, but he hides a superb cultivation that surpasses the vast majority of 'geniuses'....

But I'm afraid it's more about his confident and proud face, and the look and expression he looks like when he says that he is a child of destiny...

It's a pity that everything doesn't go as planned... No, maybe it was expected by the girl, after telling her father about her relationship, the other party naturally became angry and forbade any interaction with men.

Even if he has the strength to return Dan, even if the girl has already given her body to him, even if the fiancé is easily trampled under his feet....

But because the door is not the right one, the father will never agree that the girl has the slightest involvement with the man.

Even expel the man from the school, so that the girl will never see the man again....

Case....

Then you're no longer my father, so...

Let me kill you myself, kill you, the stumbling block in front of me and him...

"--The specific thing is like this, I thought it was a Korean drama, but in the end it turned out to be a hunting and murder drama for the pit father..."Zhou Youqing sincerely wiped a few tears for the deceased - he deeply sympathized with the sad head of the family on the two points of his daughter and the sick girl - and then said to Mo'er. After ending her father with a pack of poison, our Miss Zhao Qingyu killed several senior brothers who had pursued and taken care of her for many years, and successfully paved the way for Leng Tianao, an adulterer, to be the head of the family - to be honest, this is simply the standard template of virtuous help, but the way of implementation is a little too much. ”

"If my father wants to, I can do the same~" Mo'er said terrifying words with a smile like a flower, but after Zhou You's decisive refusal, she asked another question. "But Father, how did that guy you call the Dragon Suit know such secret information? If I'm not mistaken, he should just be an inconsequential outer disciple, right? ”

"Mo'er, don't underestimate this thing, people are the same as Japanese high school students, they belong to a hidden profession that shocks the world if they don't make a difference." Zhou You said while leaning on the stool that was about to fall apart, listening to the creaking sound under his buttocks. "But the reason why he knows so much is only because before the old boss was killed, this person has been in charge of helping the adulterer **** secretly contact, and the dose of medicine that is enough to poison the monk is also obtained with his help, so he knows all these dirty things."

Speaking of this, Zhou You suddenly had an expression that was difficult to express - if I had to describe it, it was like buying a bowl of steaming tofu brain after being hungry for a long time, and when I took a sip, I found that it was sweet, which seemed extremely tangled.

"And the fact that 'I' was expelled to the outer gate also has a lot to do with him - if nothing else, he who has worshiped Leng Tianao as a teacher will get the position of this inner disciple, so it is nothing more than this person running over in such a hurry, showing off and provoking me, a loser, and then taking his own life in vain."

"But..."

"But none of that matters." Interrupting Mo'er's question, Zhou You lightly uncovered the death of the dragon suit and the dog's legs, showing the indifference that an employee of an evil organization should have. "The important thing is how to cut in from Zhao Qingyu's point, you must know that as far as I know, this father-killer has a bunch of magic weapons, and his strength is only about the same as that dragon armor..."

"In that case, father, what do you need to do now?" In the face of this proposal, the girl seemed very eager to try. "Father, I'm always ready..."

"What we need to do now..."Zhou You raised slightly in his voice.

"Sleep."

Suddenly, there was silence, followed by a voice of utter joy.

"Yikes! Father, you're so bold, but I'm also very happy with such an active father~, please wait, I'll take off my clothes right away..."

"I said you... Don't think about it. Zhou You knocked a chestnut at the girl who came up. You haven't been asleep all the time and don't feel anything, but I've been through so much that I'm physically and mentally exhausted, and I really can't hold on if I don't rest. “

Pressing the light of the lighting device, he didn't make any floor cover, just leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

Then he felt something furry suddenly leap onto his lap—no doubt it was Miss Moer, who had turned into a cat—but he didn't care, but just caressed the silky fur and whispered.

"Good night, may I still live smoothly tomorrow."

"Well, good night, Father."

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I had that dream again.

Probably in a dark gray city.

At some point, the sky turned gray, and the earth also showed a deep color.

As far as the eye could see, flocks of crows in search of food were flying through the cracks between the tall buildings, and below them were towers made of corpses

――The scale is approximately.... Millions.

Children, old people, women, men, rich, poor, white, black, yellow, brown, joyful, painful, ascending, prostrate below.

In the pupils, countless human beings, regardless of each other, high or low, class, country, or race, all embraced each other and laughed. And then heap it up here.

This.... It's hell.

-- This is probably the most desperate place that mankind has ever known.

-- But there was not the slightest fluctuation in my thoughts.

I've been through it many times, so I'm used to it.

No, it may be wrong to say that there is a habit, there is fear, but it can only be regarded as "knowing".

The heart can't understand it, the brain can't understand it, even if it knows that it should be scared at the moment, even if it knows that it is afraid at the moment, the mind is still like a drama watched from a third party - indifferent viewing, indifferent appreciation, and then indifferent commentary.

That's all.

So what can be done... I can only follow the footsteps of numbness and keep moving forward....

Wreckage, wreckage, wreckage, wreckage, wreckage, wreckage,

And then.... Fall, perish, die, suffer, grief, end, madness, wail, scream, despair—all that can be heard here is the sound, and it makes no sense to cover your ears, and the curse of the dead is flowing from the beaks of the crows, echoing through the ruins of tall buildings, through your ears, through your blood and bones, and finally directly in your brains.

It's hell -- this is the second time I've thought about it, but this time it's just for me.

Even though he was disturbed by the disturbance that could cause ordinary people to collapse directly, his footsteps did not stop at all, and he went straight forward.

Panic, confusion, nervousness, pain.

I knew that I had these emotions and what these words meant, but I didn't feel anything in my chest, so I suspected that this warm heart was no longer beating.

I couldn't help but want to touch my chest, but my hand stopped abruptly when it was raised into the air, and then slowly fell again.

'Because it doesn't make any sense'

Thinking so, he took another step forward.

Finally, 'I' finally walked to a door.

Dilapidated, rotten, and smelling of mildew from the inside out.

――All in all, it is a wooden door that fits the scene here, and there are no problems.

Except for the unimaginably large.

It was as if the whole city had been cut open by this wooden door, and when viewed from below, it was as if even the gray sky had been divided from the inside out.

It's so eye-catching, but it's strange that no trace of this thing has ever been found from the time it came to the present.

A slight fluctuation appeared in his indifferent heart, and he stretched out his hand and felt the gap in the middle of the door.

Then, in front of my eyes, I appeared.