"This is the goods for tomorrow night's field, put it away!"

In a shadowy spot with no street lights, a middle-aged man threw a backpack at a seventeen or eighteen-year-old child across from him.

The boy still looks very immature, with a lot of youthful bumps and beautiful acne on his face.

"Hehe, Brother Long, I'll go back and bring it to the boss. The boy pulled the backpack open, revealing a bag of white powder, and then smiled and pulled the backpack back on.

"Well, remember, bring the money tomorrow. The middle-aged man nodded.

"Don't worry, Brother Long, our boss has always been the most trustworthy in business!" the boy nodded.

Suddenly, the boy saw that Brother Long's face was full of horror, and he couldn't say a word.

"Brother Long, what's wrong with you? Long ......"

The boy saw a red-haired man with scarlet eyes and flames burning on his shoulders from the middle-aged man's pupils.

Before he could turn around, Brother Long in front of him had already landed on the ground.

"You...... You killed Brother Long!"

The boy turned, clutching the backpack in his arms, and kept backing away.

With a stumble on his feet, he sat on the ground, and it turned out that he stepped on Brother Long's head.

"Don't come here! Don't come here, let me go, it's the first time I've come out to do something like this!" the boy was really frightened.

Qiu Cheng glanced at the boy and found that in his more than ten years of life, he had indeed not done anything heinous, and the only bad thing he did was to steal a hundred yuan from his mother.

"Steal, death!"

Qiu Cheng raised his hand and shot out a flame, and before the boy could even scream, it turned into flying ashes and scattered all over the ground.

Grabbing the two struggling souls, he was just about to stuff them into his chest when suddenly a gunshot rang out, and Qiu Cheng's left shoulder was pierced.

Qiu Cheng slowly turned around, only to see Han Fei raising his pistol to aim at him, and a puff of white smoke rose from the muzzle of the gun he had just fired.

Seeing the struggling soul in Qiu Cheng's hands, Han Fei said angrily, "Qiu Cheng, you fucking bastard!

"He's guilty. Qiu Cheng's scarlet eyes looked at Han Fei indifferently.

Under Han Fei's gaze, he personally stuffed those two souls into his magma-filled chest.

"There's your mother's sin, he's just a child, a child!" Han Fei roared.

"The sin of stealing. ”

Han Fei took a deep breath and steadied his hand, which was trembling with anger.

"I told you last night that the next time I meet you, I will definitely kill you, tonight, don't say that I don't care about my classmates!"

Han Fei raised the muzzle of the gun, aimed at Qiu Cheng, and pulled the trigger with his fingers hard.

With a "boom", accompanied by a white smoke, a projectile the size of half a fist burst out.

Qiu Cheng didn't dodge, he stood in place and let the projectile hit his body, blasting a large hole in his left chest, and the magma inside gurgled out and spilled all over the ground.

"The Witcher......

Looking at Han Fei, Qiu Cheng thought of what the Demon Lord had just said to him.

"Die!"

Qiu Cheng rushed towards Han Fei, and the wound on his chest had healed at this time.

Han Fei put away his gun and took out the deadwood-like spellcasting stick, chanting a jerky spell in his mouth.

Suddenly, a huge six-pointed star appeared at his feet, shining with dazzling light.

The ground cracked, and a wall of fire rose from the ground, and Qiu Cheng passed through it directly, without any hindrance.

Before Han Fei could cast the next spell, Qiu Cheng had already come to him, grabbed him by the throat with one hand and lifted him whole.

"Damn it!"

Qiu Cheng's strength was a little unexpected to him, it was not the first time he had confronted the demon Covenant Spirit, although the process was a little difficult every time, but the Covenant Spirit would eventually be killed by him, but he didn't expect it to fall into Qiu Cheng's hands this time.

Han Fei felt that it was becoming more and more difficult to breathe, and the spellcasting stick had fallen to the ground at this time, and he had become a lamb that could be slaughtered without the power of a chicken.

He pressed his hands on Qiu Cheng's hands, trying to break his hands away, but he couldn't do anything, Qiu Cheng's hands were like pliers, clamping his neck tightly.

Soon, only the whites of Han Fei's eyes remained, and looking at Han Fei, who was already dying, Qiu Cheng's face was full of struggle.

In the end, he casually threw Han Fei to the ground, stepped on the spell casting stick, and said indifferently to Han Fei: "Next time, you will kill him." ”

Han Fei knelt on the ground coughing and breathing in the fresh air, he turned his head to look at Qiu Cheng's departing back, frowning slightly, thoughtful.

......

Qiu Cheng walked aimlessly on the street, he had already returned to his original appearance, but because of the transformation he had just transformed, the clothes on his body had become one by one at this time, like a beggar.

He was in a very complicated mood right now, he killed three more people tonight, and he almost killed Han Fei.

Especially the boy, he didn't actually do anything bad, stealing his mother's money, who didn't do it when he was a child? But it became a mortal sin.

After turning into a demon, Qiu Cheng couldn't control himself anymore, and only after collecting three souls would he return to his original state.

But what kind of person is a good person, what kind of person is a bad person, what kind of soul is guilty, and what kind of soul is not guilty, Qiu Cheng is a little puzzled.

If you judge according to the standards of the demon lord, everyone in the world is guilty, after all, who hasn't done one or two bad things? Just like the boy before.

"Qiu Cheng?"

A familiar voice sounded, Qiu Cheng raised his head, and saw that it was the uncle from the book café, he was carrying a garbage bag in his hand, and it turned out that he had walked to the school unconsciously.

Seeing that the sign of the book café was still lit, Qiu Cheng asked, "Uncle, it's so late, and the door hasn't closed yet?"

You must know that it is already past one o'clock in the middle of the night, and there are no pedestrians on the street.

"I'm old and can't sleep, so I've been driving it!" the uncle threw the garbage bag into the trash can, then looked Qiu Cheng up and down, and said, "Where have you been?

Qiu Cheng smiled embarrassedly, not knowing how to answer.

"Come into the house, I'll get you something to drink. Uncle said.

......

"It's easy to fall asleep when you drink coffee at night, so drink this. The uncle pushed a cup of milk tea in front of Qiu Cheng.

Qiu Cheng took a sip, it was warm, and the tired feeling on his body disappeared a lot.

"Yesterday, that girl from Zixia came to me to look for you, I heard that you didn't go to school today, you didn't answer your calls, and you disappeared all day?" said the uncle, sitting in front of Qiu Cheng.

Qiu Cheng smiled bitterly: "I encountered something more troublesome. ”

"I see. Uncle nodded.

"If there's anything in trouble, tell me, after all, I'm older than you, and I might be able to give you some advice. Uncle said.

Qiu Cheng thought for a moment, and then asked, "Uncle, what kind of people in this world do you say are good people and what kind of people are bad people?"