Isn't this young man the seed he deliberately left behind when he slaughtered the Guo family?

He remembered the pent-up smell of hatred and fear clearly, and when he smelled it again at this moment, he immediately recognized it.

The seeds fell on the soil of hatred and blossomed fragrant poppies.

Looking at the yin and evil aura that lingers on this young man's body, he thinks that he has done many things that hurt heaven and reason, or practiced with his living soul, and he has not known the bitterness and hatred of people, who are always eager to become stronger, and can do whatever it takes to do so.

Since he is the orphan of the Guo family, the woman just now is his former "fiancée".

It's no wonder I don't remember, as the predecessor of the "Nanming" has never seen her a few times, the most recent time was a glimpse of the Nan family's divorce scene, and then she was beaten half to death, and then Nanming woke up, and never saw that woman again.

She also seems to have a hatred for herself, which makes Nan Ming feel a little strange.

When he destroyed the Guo family, he was wearing the skin of Guo Yujing, the second master of the Guo family, thinking that even if she wanted to hate, she should hate her second uncle, how could she find his head?

There must be something he didn't know.

A hint of interest in exploration arose in Nan Ming's heart. Peeling back the cocoon and finding the truth is like peeling off the layers of sugar paper and tasting the innermost sweetness, which makes people full of anticipation.

"Bang dang!"

The cell door closed, and Nan Ming was brutally thrown to the ground.

He was the only one in this dark prison, in the deepest part of the earth, isolated by layers of stone walls, and there were unknown formations engraved around it, which should have prevented escape.

There is no way to heaven and no door to the earth.

The ground was cold, with dark red blood stains remaining, various splattering shapes, as if washed by water, but still not washed.

Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Nan Ming got up from the ground, and his body became like a shadow, flowing out through the crack in the prison door.

Outside is a long corridor, and under the dim light, you can see that there is a execution chamber at the end.

A large cross was nailed to a rotting and smelling skeleton, apparently dead for some unknown amount of time.

Around it, there are some strangely shaped torture instruments scattered around. Nan Ming picked one up, fiddled with it curiously for a moment, and then put it down again.

The faint smell of blood permeates every inch of air, and when you take a deep breath, you can feel the struggle and torture of countless people before they die.

"It seems that this Quartet Sect is not a righteous sect either. ”

He thought for a moment, and felt that his opportunity to do the right thing for heaven had come again. As a "good person", it is in......cumbent upon him to punish evil and promote good, and to destroy evil forces.

I don't know how long it has been.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps in the distance, and a breath was approaching.

Nan Ming returned to his cell and sat cross-legged as if he were in a state of flux. After a while, the cell door was slammed open, and two Sifang Sect disciples walked in.

"Hey, get up!"

Someone went to pull Nanming's arm.

However, it did not move.

Nan Ming glanced at them, obviously raising his head, but giving people a condescending feeling of overlooking.

The two suddenly felt that they were like tiny ants, stared at by terrifying giant beasts, and they couldn't help themselves in life and death.

This feeling only lasted for a moment, and when I came back to my senses, I found that I couldn't help but take half a step back, and my heart suddenly panicked.

But Nanming had already stood up.

Walked between the two casually and strolled out of the cell door. The two hurriedly followed, and they should have been escorted by one shoulder, but they didn't dare to approach, so they had to follow step by step, like two dogs.

He was taken to that execution chamber.

The rotting skeletons on the cross had disappeared without a trace, and the seats had been vacated, presumably as they had been disposed of.

Looking at the appearance of the two Sifang Sect disciples, it was clear that they wanted to hang him up, but their movements were clumsy and trembling, and they didn't succeed for a long time.

"Why don't I come by myself?"

Nan Ming really couldn't stand it, so he snatched the shackles from one person's hand, and buckled them around his neck with a "click", which was neat. Then he did the same, put the handcuffs and shackles on, and pulled the rope at the thought of hanging himself.

He grinned at the two men, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth.

“......”

The two Sifang Sect disciples felt a chill in their hearts, and their legs and feet involuntarily swayed, always feeling that this scene was extremely weird, as if the other party would open their big mouths and swallow themselves at any time.

They didn't dare to stay here for a moment, so they hurried out to report it.

The cell was quiet again.

Nan Ming also waited quietly, next, there should be someone to torture him, torture or something, he has never tried it, he can't help but be a little curious.

But after waiting for a long time, there was still no one to play with him, and he was bored, and he yawned and fell asleep.

Until a basin of cold water was poured over his head and woke him up.

"Awake?"

A cold and playful female voice sounded in my ears.

Nan Ming opened his eyes and saw Guo Ruyi, dressed in red, standing in front of him, looking up at him. On the face that bears a slight resemblance to "auspiciousness", hatred and pleasure are intertwined, showing an almost distorted weirdness.

"You seem to hate me, why?"

He lowered his head and asked, a little puzzled.

Guo Ruyi smiled coldly at him, and his five-finger nails suddenly lengthened and slammed into his shoulder.

"Poof!"

Blood splattered.

Nan Ming's face did not change, as if it was not his own body that was pierced, and he couldn't even feel a trace of pain.

He just looked at the woman calmly, watching her vent and abuse herself, with no waves in his heart, and even wanted to yawn.

No struggle, no screams, no pleading.

Like the deepest and most vast sea, no matter how many stones are thrown into it, it cannot stir up a wave.

This calm appearance obviously couldn't make Guo Ruyi satisfied.

"Why?"

"Why don't you feel pain?"

"What is your expression? Why don't you show your humble look...... Why?!"

She roared almost frantically.

And Nan Ming frowned, humble...... He is only good at humbling others, and as for himself, he is really inexperienced.

He thought about it, showed a clean and upright look, and said indifferently: "Evil does not suppress the good, how can the torture on the ** make Nan succumb." ”

"I don't believe it!"

Guo Ruyi stared at him, his eyes were bloodshot, "You have never been a person who sacrifices your life for righteousness...... A sanctimonious hypocrite, see how long you can last?"

As soon as he said this, Nanming was not happy.

The good image she worked so hard to create, how could she be so slandered, and listening to this tone, I always felt that it was not me......

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