The key to a heavy mouth is to make up for the brain, and don't challenge the tsundere of the mother......

——

For the 19087th time, he smashed a wooden knife on a thin man who smelled of alcohol.

Just like the previous 19086 times, the same choice was made this time.

In the shadows where the street lamps could not shine, the man curled up on the ground in pain, not because he "didn't want" to kill him, but because the fourteen-year-old was not strong enough to kill him.

The difference between the two is huge and profound.

When the man's hand pinched his neck, he was rightfully murderous. Put the kendo you learn from a young age into practice and use it for real fighting, rather than winning boring matches again and again.

That kind of competition can't bring satisfaction to the child at all, and she is simply bored with the children.

In this few seconds of attack, Tsumiko, as a girl who is only fourteen years old, is like Eve who has stolen the forbidden fruit, and revels in the pleasure of this hand-stabbed enemy, which will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

A voice shrieked in her head—

- Admit it, you're a guy who takes pleasure in hurting others, everyone around you has been deceived, you're a bloodthirsty demon in human skin!

As a result, the surrounding scenery is intertwined again, and the scenes that have been reincarnated more than 10,000 times have been reappeared.

Tsuiko had just walked around a corner, and in front of him was a dimly lit path.

Because of walking in the dark, Tsuneko's delicate skin began to tremble slightly, and the fear of the unknown gave her a strange pleasure.

A minute later, as if repeated countless times, he heard footsteps coming from behind him again.

There are many people in Japan who smell of alcohol and are thin, probably frustrated in work and life.

Just like repeating it countless times, this time with a slight tremble, the son also took the initiative to walk towards the dim section of the road that couldn't even be illuminated by the street lights.

The man couldn't help it, and his dirty hand reached for the neck of the man.

Let's start, another reincarnation, kill him, kill him! The knife in his hand has been hungry and thirsty for too long.

Kendo is not used for competition, not for fitness, it should be a fight to the death from the beginning!

As a swordsman in the era of peace, she is so pathetic, with extraordinary talent, sharp thinking, and everything necessary to defeat the enemy, if it is placed in ancient times, she will definitely become a great swordsman in the past and the present, but now......

This destined swordsman can't even find the object of his sword, how sad!

Again, the wooden knife broke the bones, and the heart swelled with pleasure again, this complex, violent pleasure, similar to **, is the deepest instinct contained in human genes.

Humans, as beasts, have lived for millions of years, and having "civilization" is only a matter of 10,000 years.

If DNA analysis is carried out, it will be found that there is no difference between humans today and the beasts of hundreds of thousands of years ago at the physical level!

The "hunting instinct" accumulated over millions of years has brought many "impulses" that are inconsistent with "civilization", excessive **, and excessive appetite.

And the pleasure generated by violence is an instinct that is indispensable for ancient humans to be able to fight more heroically and get more food.

There are both men and women, regardless of age, it just depends on whether they show it or not.

In the final analysis, the "moral system" rooted in the civilization of 10,000 years is only for the better development of civilization, and those primitive instincts that have been suppressed are still buried deep in everyone's body.

Tsuiko, unfortunately, awakened this instinct, was tempted by this rich pleasure, and the practice of murderous sword dao exacerbated this instinct.

Because for swordsmen, bloodlust and tyranny are often the key to returning alive from the battlefield.

At the end of the day, Tsumiko, whose talent as a swordsman is too perfect, too perfect to be accommodated by this peaceful world.

——

This time, Tsunako lowered her head, and for the first time had the urge to "see what this man looks like".

So, a familiar face appeared in front of him.

"Father!!"

He, with a face full of anger, seemed to be full of anger towards his daughter, and he was also complaining to himself, how could he teach such a daughter who takes pleasure in hurting others.

Tsunza immediately understood her father's expression.

"No...... Not like that......" She slowly stepped back, throwing away the blood-stained wooden knife in her hand like an electric shock.

However, under my feet, it seems that I have stepped on something.

Hinzo looked down, it was another corpse, against the face of his classmate, the same incredulous, incomprehensible, and angry complaint.

Around, a full 19,088 corpses surrounded her, like a high wall, about to crush her.

"Nope! I'm not...... It's not ......"

The woman who always solves all affairs elegantly, has a strong heart, is gentle and kind, and has a temperament like a light cloud covering the moon, but at this time, in front of everyone she has seen in her life, she shows her true colors and accepts their anger before she dies.

Until, the face of the most important person in his life also appeared in front of him.

Her heart trembled, and in an instant, all the uneasiness dissipated.

I just thought about it, the man who was not good at talking, and the clumsy comfort.

"I've probably had the pleasure of killing itself."

"Because we're the same kind, we're attracted to each other."

"Don't care what others think, I recognize you and appreciate you."

From the first time they met, Miko had a feeling of "electric shock" towards him, not a vulgar "love at first sight", but indeed from the soul, they were attracted to each other.

It's only been a year, but the tacit understanding is like an old friend for decades, and even without speaking, Yanzi can vaguely feel his thoughts.

It's great to meet each other.

In this vast sea of people, there is no one step earlier, no one step later, and the infinite slim chance is just happening.

So, what's the point of other people's thoughts?

I have already entered the cruel world of reincarnation and escaped from the world, so why should I be bound by the rules of the world?

Even if you are an outlier who can be "wet" because of killing, isn't it also appreciated and loved by others?

"Lian, my sword, will always exist for you."

She muttered softly, completely detached from the self-loathing that had plagued her for more than twenty years, and truly accepted everything about herself.

So, it's time to wake up.

——

And, in Li Lian's dream, there was nothing, not even the five senses, and it was impossible to even sense his own breathing.

I can't feel the passage of time, every minute is as long as a year, and as short as a moment.

First of all, fear, no matter how powerful the talent for mental suppression is, it is only "suppression", not "elimination".

The empty space magnified his fear, causing him to roar hysterically, but he couldn't hear his own roar.

As a result, there is greater fear.

He began to recall every memory in his head, to think about it carefully, to try to immerse himself in the memory.

I don't know how long it took, all the memories were looked over countless times, and he began to fear again, and in addition to that, irritability, endless irritability, as if he was squeezed into a very small space, out of breath.

After another unknown amount of time, all his emotions began to run wild.

One moment crying, one moment furious, one moment ruthless, and one moment immersed in love for the son.

On the opposite side of the talent of spiritual suppression, as a completely opposite talent, the soul explodes, Li Lian has both contradictory talents.

Intensify his emotions and form a special effect, so far, Li Lian has only triggered it in the first battle with the war ghost.

That time, Li Lian's "Mirror Heart" was strengthened, so much so that he could preliminarily analyze the principle of "Secret Sword, Yan Hui".

It can be said that the analysis of the principle of wind laid the foundation for Li Lian's current strength.

At this moment, as long as there was a trace of joy and anger in Li Lian's heart, it would be amplified by the endless void and endless time, and it would become a violent fluctuation that permeated the entire soul.

The so-called emotion, in terms of **, is the secretion of hormones, but from the perspective of spirit and soul, different emotions are the fluctuation of soul frequency.

In the final analysis, the perception of "reason" is actually to adjust one's soul frequency to be consistent with that "reason".

It's like a radio, the frequency is not right, and you can only hear noise, while "Li" is like various channels, and if you want to get the information in "Li", you have to adjust your soul to the right frequency.

The talent of soul explosion cannot increase the perception of reason, but it can increase the "upper and lower limits" of soul fluctuations, so that the owner can get in touch with the "reason" that others cannot reach and is the farthest away from human life.

Those principles often touch the origin of the world......

For example, the reason why she was able to come into contact with the "Principle of Direct Death" in the realm of emptiness was because of her three years of coma, and her soul frequency was infinitely close to zero, close to the essence of death, and because of the origin of her "", she could still remember this frequency after waking up.

When she opens her magic eye, her soul frequency is infinitely close to zero, so that she can see the death of all things.

But the wavelength of her soul is not zero after all, and if it does reach zero, she will become a real "Grim Reaper", and as long as the living objects in the world can erase them, no matter how far away.

Because there is a causal connection between all things, the dead thread that overflows from one object entangles the entire universe.

——

When, when Li Lian's heart was so agitated, angry, and anxious that it surpassed the limits of human beings, that soul seemed to be stretched into slender noodles, violently deformed, and violently fluctuated, and finally surpassed the limit of Amaterasu's dream.

So, with intense emotions like a tsunami, Li Lian began to wake up.

The scar under the right eye, bleeding bright red blood, follows a mysterious trajectory, painting a terrifying totem on the entire right side of the face.

It's like a fudo king who shows great anger.