Ziyi's first thought was Blood Shadow, and he let Blood Shadow directly cast his natural skill: transformation.

The blood shadow's body exuded a blood red, and the steaming gas floated directly into Qing Yan's body.

However, Qing Yan didn't react at all, his breathing stopped, and the body temperature of the whole person gradually dropped!

There is not the slightest breath of life.

Thinking about it carefully, Qing Yan's whole heart is completely gone, how can it be saved?

This situation is completely different from Xuanyuan Shaoyang's injuries at that time.

At that time, Xuanyuan Shaoyang had no problem with their vital signs at all, but their limbs were a little mutilated.

And now, Qingyan is dead, and the blood shadow can't come back to life.

Ziyi looked at Qing Yan in his arms in astonishment, and was directly stunned.

"No!"

"You're not going to die like that!"

"Who agrees that you're dead?"

Ziyi's lips were trembling, his hands kept shaking Qingyan, and his expression was flustered.

I didn't feel anything when I killed someone before, but this kind of death of my friend, a person I was familiar with, lying unconscious in front of me, made Ziyi feel a different feeling.

It was an unspeakable anger, a helplessness, an incompetent anger at oneself.

Anger that forms from dissatisfaction with oneself!

If he had killed them earlier, then Qing Yan might not have such a thing.

At this time, Ziyi took all the fault on himself.

He didn't think about it at all, he didn't know it at the time, and he didn't know anything about the beginning of the battle when the man in black suddenly attacked him!

In such a situation, how to let him kill directly with all his might, he originally thought, first to find out the bottom, and then, it is best to inquire about their origins.

However, in the face of Qingyan's death, Ziyi ignored them all.

"It's my fault!"

"It's all my fault!"

Ziyi hugged Qingyan and cried bitterly.

He was sad, sad, angry.

His whole eyes were full of tears, and he looked at Qing Yan in front of him in a daze.

Until now, he couldn't believe that Qing Yan was really dead.

The rotten eggs also fell silent.

He seemed to know what was going to happen to him, and he became safe.

The gray color in his eyes appeared, and the whole person sat strangely quietly.

The whole scene became unusually quiet, only the wind blew.

The leaves in the woods were still drifting away because of the aftermath of the battle, and Ziyi didn't know how long he was in a daze, and looked at the rotten egg fiercely.

"Next, it's your turn!"

As a murderer, Ziyi will definitely not let him go.

"Do you want to know how you died?"

For Ziyi's words, the rotten egg did not react at all.

He still sat on the ground in a daze, unable to move his body wrapped around Muto Lan.

Ziyi picked up the kitchen knife in his hand and gently slashed it at his face.

The stinging sensation made the rotten egg come back to his senses instantly, and goosebumps on his body suddenly spread all over his body.

"You're now, and you still have nine fingers!"

"Next, I will divide it into eighteen times, so that your fingers do not belong to you!"

After Ziyi finished speaking, he slashed one by one.

Yes!!!

A scream came from the mouth of the rotten egg.

However, after Ziyi finished shaving his fourth finger, he became more and more hesitant to start.

He asked himself:

Is he no different from the person in front of him?

Looking at the knife in his hand, the blood on his body suddenly came back to his senses.

He is a self he doesn't even know.

The rotten egg had stopped screaming, and the huge pain made his old voice hoarse, and he was gritting his teeth at this time, suffering in silence.

The two villains in Ziyi's heart are already arguing.

"Isn't this no different from the person in front of you?"

"No! I'm punishing him! He killed Qing Song, he killed Qing Yan, he deserves to die! He deserves to suffer like this!"

"If you do this, it proves that you are evil in your heart, and you should kill him with a single sword. ”

"Cut, it's too cheap for him, I want him to survive, he can't die!"

"What about the morality in your heart, what about the bottom line in your heart? If you do this, you will completely fall into the abyss!"

"Morality, the bottom line, no! I didn't break it, but I was taking revenge!"

.......

The two voices were arguing in their heads, this was Ziyi's good thoughts and evil thoughts.

Influenced by his previous life, Ziyi's mentality has not been converted back.

The education and code of conduct received in the previous life are still maintained.

As the quarrel became more and more serious, Ziyi's expression became more and more struggling.

Severe pain in the head!

As time passed, I don't know if it was a minute or ten minutes, and a sentence suddenly flashed in my mind:

"Whether it's bad faith or good intentions!"

"I just want to be myself!"

Ziyi thought of this, and his eyes were clear.

It doesn't matter if it works, as long as it is what you want to do and does not go against the will of your heart, then do it.

Treat friends as warm as a spring breeze!

Treat your enemies as harshly as the cold!

After Ziyi figured it out, he looked at the knife in his hand and the rotten egg in front of him, and there was no trace of turmoil in his heart.

"Then, then, it's time for you to enjoy!"

The rest of the time, Ziyi mainly came to punish the rotten eggs.

And Ziyi's method is Ling Chi!

Yes!

Ling Chi!

It was the harshest form of punishment he could think of.

And doing this made Ziyi spend a long time.

The rotten egg's whole body was shaved off piece by piece.

He died of bloodshed.

Ziyi stepped down, but none of them touched his major arteries, the main blood vessels.

Just meat!

In order to let the rotten egg fully feel the pain.

Even, Ziyi was still on the way to Ling Chi, and asked the blood shadow to treat the rotten eggs from time to time.

After dealing with the rotten eggs, let Muto Lan grow bigger and pierce a hole to come out.

The Flame Horse's Flame Burning Flame Suddenly burned green!

This is the funeral that Ziyi thought of based on his previous life.

Most of the people of this world are buried on the spot when they die, and they are not burned.

Ziyi chose this way.

However, what Ziyi didn't expect was that the Immortal Flame Horse's Burning was so powerful that there were no ashes!

Ziyi had no choice but to use Qingyan's clothes, neatly stacked together, and neatly placed in the hole.

Erect a wooden board with the words:

Tomb of my friend Qingyan!

Ziyi stood quietly in front of the tombstone, and whispered to Qingyan:

"Don't worry, I'll help you bring your honor back!"

"I'll avenge you!"

"The people in that place before me thought that there would be another world when people died!"

"So, I also hope that you will be fine when you get over there!"

.......

Let the Blood Shadow directly take the rotten egg corpse out, throw it next to a soul beast, and then leave directly.

The dead are dead, and the living, still alive.

Ziyi suddenly thought of a sentence:

Man, by birth, suffers!

Ziyi thought about it, originally thinking that this sentence was unreasonable.

Come to think of it, those who are poor are suffering, and Ziyi has no opinion.

However, are those who are born with the golden key also suffering?

Now, Ziyi inexplicably has a feeling that even those people are rich, but they will also feel bitter.

Family, friendship, love, etc., seven emotions and six desires, all kinds of troubles, all kinds of trivial things.

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read!

Ziyi thought of this and smiled: What do you want to do with this!

When did I feel so sentimental!

looked at the tombstone thoughtfully, Ziyi couldn't laugh.

Pack everything, however, the mood doesn't pack up.

Continue into the forest.

"This time, I'm going to decide!"