Listening to the words of the two little girls, the little boy curled up his ugly lower body helplessly, and his hands trembled lightly and clenched. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although he was unintentional, was he really so mean? He had a warm family, but ...... He also had a sound body, but ......

With a deep attachment, the little boy unconsciously closed his eyes - a dream of his own was born!

Tianlin's body gradually calmed down from the tremors, it was a very real experience, as if everything was close at hand, poor, poor, and even not belonging to this world at all.

The screen suddenly shifts

Kill, kill, kill, kill everyone, and tear down all obstacles.

One knife, one person, one Qiankun.

A middle-aged man with a disheveled hair waved the big knife in his hand and vowed to slaughter everything.

The knife, because it was stained with blood, looked very bewitching, as if he could understand the heart of his master, the master was crazy, he was messy, the master was boiling, he applauded......

Drops of blood slowly dripped down the blade, as if telling a hurtful story.

kill, kill, kill,

The master of the killing was completely out of his mind at the moment, his bright red eyes showed his madness, and he swung one knife after another, as if he had never been tired......

"Formation"

With an order, the people who surrounded and killed this person stood in a row in a row, these people were dressed in exactly the same outfit at a closer look, it was obvious that it was a gang, in fact, the owner of the killing was also the same as their outfit at the moment, if it wasn't red by blood, if it was a little more careful......

"Stop it!"

"The little demon can't come back, you accept the reality!"

At this moment, a few people in the crowd couldn't bear to confront each other like this, how could they be a family?

"Hahahaha"

Hearing someone talk about the little demon, the killing man seemed to have regained a trace of consciousness.

The knife finally calmed down, and although he was still drinking blood, he didn't seem to have the arrogance of Fang Cai.

Although I stopped fighting, how could I give up since I chose?

The killing man looked back at everyone with a contemptuous smile, it was the most ridiculous joke he had ever heard in his life.

"My little demon is dead, but the culprit is still at large"

"My little demon is dead and will never come back"

"My little demon is dead, but where is the sect to me?"

A question resounded through the hearts of the crowd, so that some people lowered their proud heads in shame.

The little demon's actual name is 'Xiao Yao', and he was humiliated by the old man of the clan 3 days ago, and the little demon was not allowed to live or die, and finally he was humiliated and committed suicide alive. At that time, the killing man was punished by the master for some things and asked him to think about it for 5 days, and after the killing man came out of the customs, he learned such bad news, how could he feel at ease?

But the old man who insulted the little demon is really powerful, how can it be a small one that he can shake, his master is also ashamed, and asked the high-level to stop letting the forces above the level interfere, so he has the madness he has now.

"Kill, kill, kill"

The killing continues, but who is the winner?

Killing a man is so good, if he can hold his breath, but if he can endure it?

But if he really endures, then he will no longer be him, and there will be no more meaning in living a reluctant life......

The blood had gathered into a blood stream due to the excess, and the red was desolate, and it was also so red that it looked uncomfortable.

One knife, another knife, without a trace of pause, as if only continuous killing could wipe out the hatred in his heart.

A set of sword formations is on display, gorgeous and sonorous.

Once you fight, there is no longer a back road, ten rounds, a hundred moves......

"Wow"

A sudden cry attracted everyone's attention.

This is an infant child, although he does not understand human affairs, but he is deeply frightened by this sudden and brutal knife.

Pain is an instinct, whether it is a newborn baby or a terminally ill old man whose body has been half-covered with loess - his presence cannot be ignored.

"Kid?"

"You mad demon, I'll fight with you"

The white-haired man sends the black-haired man, watching the child not grow up and feel the beauty of the world is about to end, the woman is unbelievable, how can she be willing?

Without considering it, life and death no longer have much weight for the current woman, and a ruthless sword pierced straight into the chest of the killing man, just like the expression of a woman, so cold that there was no trace of temperature.

Feelings are always the biggest weapon, who can break through the difficulties of love?

Without any action, the killing man just watched as the merciless blade of the sword stabbed mercilessly into his chest.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, and he almost burst into tears with disgust,

The boundless pain passed through every nerve in him, but compared to the woman's indifferent expression, it seemed so insignificant.

There was no resistance, and there is no more resistance.

No matter how obsessed you are, there is no reason to be so vicious to an innocent child.

Seeing the killing man let down his guard, how could everyone not seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

The setting sun stained the sky red, as if it were competing with the blood on the ground, ignoring the frenzied rush of swords, and time seemed to stand still at this moment. It seems that half a lifetime of chasing is not so kind in the end.

"The heavens deceive me"

"If there is an afterlife, it will definitely live up!"

The empty narrative reflects the dissatisfaction of the killing man at this time, no shouting, let alone complaining, just lamenting the injustice of the sky and human life......

Tears slapped heavily on the floor of the hall, and the dignity of killing men was not recognized by too many people, but Tianlin couldn't put it down, couldn't put it down.

"What?

"I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"Reincarnation of a Thousand Ages"

The people outside the 'Heavenly Rebuke Tower' were really unbelievable, with envy and even deep jealousy. Everyone hasn't felt it yet, but the pictures on the crystal screen are stating a fact, this is a once-in-a-lifetime test, a rare opportunity in 10,000 years. Because such a test is not to be underestimated for the accumulation and understanding of life experience, especially the superposition of soul power, which is completely multiplied.

The crystal screen screen screen turns again.

"Sora, where are you?"

"Please, where the hell are you?"

"Even a little clue is good, just a little"

It was a young girl who looked very young, with a neat face that there was no trace of impurities, and if you paid attention, you could see a simple object like a transverse flute flickering in her hand. The girl leaps from era to era, constantly exploring, and her mouth keeps muttering to a person, and even with a faint plea in her words.

The girl has been searching, one era, one era - tireless.

The pen is getting bigger and bigger, and the span is getting longer and longer, from one field to slowly becoming shuttling and pursuing several fields, and one era has become an infinite number of epochs, just to wait for that person, just to see him again......