An iron-gray light slashed through Luo Xian's defenses with the swaying of Tiancheng Fang, and swept through in an instant, blood gushing out from under the white skirt.

Luo Xian knelt on the ground and looked down blankly at the slash mark on her chest.

Immediately afterward, Amagibo heard the sound of the body shattering one after another, as if it had been destroyed by a thunderbolt, and every joint and every muscle was screaming in pain.

Hit.

With just one punch, he was completely defeated, if it weren't for the fourth-order sublimator, he might have been shattered under this punch, right?

But now, the winner has been decided.

"I'm sorry, little girl...... It's me who can't win, but I have to live. ”

He coughed violently, spat out his broken internal organs, and no longer looked at Luo Xian, who had been slashed by the tengu, staggered forward and stumbled to the medicine bottle.

Reach out and want to pick up the medicine bottle.

Immediately after, he froze in place.

He heard a curious voice behind him.

"I've never seen a swordsmanship, is it a new Yin Stream?"

"No, Tengu's words, it should be the Tengu of Kurama Mountain, no wonder it'......"

He turned his head stiffly, and saw Luo Xian, who was facing away from him, slowly getting up from the ground, but she who should have been cut off by the waist looked intact, but a tragic slash was revealed under the broken white dress, and the bones were deep and blood flowed out.

When he speaks, his tone is full of abruptness.

It seems that I have increased my knowledge and learned new skills.

Unbelievable.

Just minor injuries?

Obviously hit!

"How do you ......"

He turned around and stared at Luo Xian's posture: "Just now, what trick was it?"

"Huh, is that it?"

Luo Xian thought for a moment, and the outline of her body fluttered, and it solidified again.

The whole world has become a shoddy DVD, and it just froze. As a result, many unimportant details and plots were lightly skimmed over, including the fatal blow just now.

By virtue of the use of pure limbs, one is close to reaching the realm of miracles.

"This should actually be regarded as a step, but it's just a skill that I just figured out a few days ago......"

She spread out her hands and showed her opponent her technique without concealment: "You see, it's like this: when your opponent attacks, take a step to the left and a step to the right at the same time...... While the knife was not paying attention, he dodged it. ”

Obviously, every word can be understood, but when combined, it becomes ridiculous and weird.

Is that really a skill that the flesh can do?

Is that really a creation that man can imagine?

What kind of monster can create a scene in an understatement?

Unaware of the horror of this talent, after Luo Xian finished explaining, she smiled helplessly: "It's a pity that I'm still not very skilled, I thought I was really going to die just now."

But now that I've learned that trick of yours, I shouldn't get hurt again, right?"

“......”

In the dead silence, Amagibo felt a dry cough in his throat, making it difficult to breathe.

For some reason, the originally calm heart could no longer contain its trembling, and his fingers twitched and twitched again...... Difficult to control.

"Seriously. Luo Xian looked at him: "You will take a step." ”

He took a step and stood still, stunned in place, and immediately widened his eyes, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and launched an attack, but heard Luo Xian's whisper.

"Tang Zhu. ”

The hand knife fell, it was the shape of Tang Zhu, and the blow missed, Luo Xian shook his head: "The robe is chopped." ”

Then, Amagibo was robed and chopped.

Like a marionette, the cold swells all over his body, like falling into an ice cave.

He roared, turned around, and stormed.

The two of them hung and picked up Yan Fei. ”

In Luo Xian's whispers, all the attacks missed, but the fourth order was still the fourth order, the strong wind was howling, and the terrifying aura was dissipating, and it was like a bamboo, cutting her face and arms.

It's almost a hard hit.

But Luo Xian's expression was extremely dissatisfied.

He looked at him with disappointment.

"Is that all?"

Step forward, Yu step, the sky collapses.

With a loud roar, the Raven Tengu staggered back, and the remaining wings were completely torn apart, and he hissed violently.

Luo Xian stepped forward again, ignoring the countless flying feathers of the Raven Tengu, allowing her body to be torn apart by the blade-like feathers, and punched again.

[Subsidence].

Then the earth fell, cracked, and began at the feet of the Raven Tengu and spread out in all directions, and the terrifying power caused blood to ooze from every pore of Amagibo.

It's like playing.

Even if he broke an arm by Tianchengfang's counterattack, he still smiled casually: "You should be the kind of person who has enough background and can even break through on the spot, right?"

"Don't be discouraged, please try a little harder, Mr. Amagibo. ”

She stared at Tengu's pale face, and pleaded expectantly, "Before you die, or before I die, try to make some good memories." ”

"-So, please do your best and kill me!"

Amagibo did not speak.

He had been swallowed up by the joyful darkness in those eyes.

The chill was like a tidal wave, freezing his consciousness.

As the essence hidden under the darkness revealed its hideous outline, he couldn't help but tremble in despair, unable to restrain himself from his stupor.

What exactly is this...... What kind of monster is it......

He didn't know.

It was as if a viscous darkness had risen from the woman's emaciated shell, slowly engulfing itself, covering it inch by inch, chewing it, sinking into a final madness in the agony of crushing her bones.

The sound of bones breaking, then the sound of internal organs shattering, and even the sound of grinding teeth and sucking blood......

For some reason, he suddenly remembered the low melody he had heard out of nowhere.

So gentle, so seren.

Perhaps, today is a good day to die.

He closed his eyes numbly.

Raven Tengu ushered in death.

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When the roar ended, the screams and wails came to an abrupt end, and the flying dust and ashes fell.

In the midst of the devastation, only a mutilated figure slowly walked out.

Nearly fragmented.

The white dress was already full of cracks, one eye was blind, both arms were all broken, and one calf was crushed to pieces, but there was still a trace of a trance smile on the corner of his mouth.

The final winner appeared in front of all the audience, but there was no cheering or even warm applause in the venue.

There was only a dead silence.

A dead silence like suffocation.

In the chill that never dissipated, everyone's eyes were stung by the gentle smile on the screen.

When it came to understanding what that happy smile meant, everyone subconsciously held their breath.

Fear was felt.

Shudder.

"Incredible......

Di Ting let out a long breath, I don't know whether to sigh or exclaim: "Is this the so-called genius?"

In front of the TV, an old man with protein powder lowered his eyes indifferently.

Talented?

Perhaps.

Perhaps, her talents have long gone beyond the scope of ordinary people's understanding...... But is this excessively large talent, the favor or curse of fate?

In the silence, only the phone rang beside him.

Zhu Hongchen's name appeared on the screen.

The old man calmly picked it up: "I saw it." ”

“......”

After a long silence, a tired voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm sorry. ”

"There's nothing to be sorry for, it's not anyone's fault, it's just that you've been misgrasping her essence and expecting her from her. ”

Luo Lao said lightly: "I am still looking forward to her being able to return to human life." ”

“......”

Zhu Hongchen was silent for a long time, and then said, "I will solve it." ”

"It's not something you can solve, and it's not something you should be looking for. Luo Lao shook his head: "Don't worry, I can handle it." ”

"Is there no other way?"

"Nope. ”

The old man asked, "How can we free her other than kill her?"

“......”

In a long silence, the phone hung up.

The old man put down the phone, leaned on the chair, looked at the smiling face on the screen, and closed his eyes for a long time: "After all, it's ...... Isn't that necessary?"

He chuckled softly.

I don't know if I'm proud of the evil results I planted, or I mock my own innocence.

Twenty years ago, when he knew that his path was at an end, it didn't take long for him to accept that this could be a bolt from the blue for others.

So calm that I'm scared.

Besides...... He just made a wish.

I hope that someone can inherit everything from themselves, I hope that someone can surpass themselves, and I hope that someone can come out of the blue.

Later, he met a woman in hell.

Two years later, he opened the door and saw swaddling clothes on the steps.

From that day on, he knew that his wish had come true.

The baby who appeared in front of him grew strong and fast, even if he was not good at raising children, he still stubbornly survived his rough nurturing methods, and then, showed his incredible talent.

The former self was ecstatic for the emergence of this talent.

Since when did you realize how abnormal this talent is?

Too many anomalies were overlooked by him, and the too distorted nature was overshadowed by this unprecedented talent......

Until one day, when he crossed the cordon and walked into the messy classroom, he saw six-year-old Luo Xian.

The lonely girl stood among the corpses of her classmates, staring at the teacher's distorted face before she died, and looked back blankly at her father.

"Father, are you here to take me home?"

"Why kill them, Xiaoxian. ”

He crouched down, stared into his daughter's eyes, and then saw the heartfelt smile of joy on her face.

"The teacher said he was going to take us to play games. ”

A game.

“......”

From that moment on, he realized where the abnormality in this child came from.

Only in the death of something can she be happy.

Happiness can only be felt when something is killed.

You can only feel the so-called love when you are about to be killed......

The abyss had indeed fulfilled his wish, fulfilled his prayer to the letter, and in the way he wished, there was so much to give, and this blessing was too generous.

Generosity beyond the reach of the human world.

Since that day, he has never taught Luo Xian anything, but there is still no way to stop her from growing up day by day, and her wishes are coming true day by day.

It is like a monster that came to the world of man.

No amount of delicate appearance can hide the abnormality in her soul.

She has never had any growth or understanding from her life as a human being. It's better to say that everything about ordinary people is an esoteric game-playing game for her, the bondage and shackles in the cage.

One day, this short childhood will come to an end.

She responds to the call of the abyss and returns to hell, abandoning the human shell to become some kind of monster that she fears too.

But not now, not today.

The old man slowly raised his head, stared at the blank hanging scroll on the wall, and found the answer in the void that he had already knew.

Perhaps, this hypocritical family game should not have started from the beginning.

'Love' is too much of a luxury for people like them.

Thankfully, he still had time to write the ending for the game.

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Huai Shi woke up from a trance.

The manuscript in front of him silently turned into a ray of light, as if it had completed its task, and after two turns, it broke through the air, and then the cello in his arms disappeared into thin air.

In the audience, the fire in the skull's eye hole had been extinguished at some point.

But for some reason, it seems that there is still a serene smile on its face.

Huai Shi was still immersed in the wonderful feeling just now.

In the short and quiet melody, the whole person seems to be relieved and serene, flying in the sky carefree, looking at the turmoil and struggle in the distance.

Quietly gazing at everything that has nothing to do with you.

Catch a glimpse of those insignificant deaths flying into the sky and disappearing into the dark world behind the clouds.

In just a few minutes, it seemed like three or four days, and all his essentia had been completely exhausted.

Almost collapsed.

Then, I inexplicably understood.

When he habitually opened the book, he found that his cello performance, which had not moved for a long time, had actually given birth to another level, which was a surprise.

But what made him even more dazed was that the damn skill of [Death Premonition] also jumped from LV1 to LV2 inexplicably.

What happened?

He took the book of destiny and looked at it over and over again, confused.