The place where the Chinese wind and clouds are surging, the place where the Chinese dragon veins are condensed!

In the center of a quaint hall that exudes a vast atmosphere and has experienced countless years of baptism, a pale and blood-stained young man sits quietly in front of the dilapidated stone statue in the hall, looking at the world's best face that has long been lost in his arms.

Time seems to stop at this moment, and the space seems to freeze in this picture, and everything seems so beautiful.

"Zihan, you go slowly, wait for me, I will come to accompany you soon. In this life, I am a killer, and the reincarnation of the world responds, and in my eyes, but floating clouds, when I kill, I never show mercy, because I only have this life. But at this moment, I hope that there is really reincarnation in the world, so that the relationship that you and I can't spend together in this life will continue in the next life, and one life is not enough, I will accompany you to spend all the reincarnation, life after life, and never separate!"

"Hong, why bother? For the sake of a woman, she did not hesitate to disobey the orders of the organization, broke into the island country alone, exterminated the Onitsuka clan, and even launched a secret method to sink the entire island.

I don't know when, behind the young man there was a mysterious person dressed in black, hidden in the darkness and unable to see his true face, with a trace of helplessness and pity in his dark eyes. The boy who was the brightest star in the organization, at this moment, his black hair turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his vitality continued to decline, obviously the boy was coming to the end of his life!

"Dark, you don't understand, I was born in this ancient hall, as if I was a part of the stone hall, the ancient hall is vast, and I have no intention! When I was accepted into the organization and trained, but I was only a ten-year-old child, I dared to kill a person in five steps, and win people's hearts in ten steps, which seemed ruthless, but in fact I was unintentional! For me, who is infinitely confused about life and has no sense of belonging to this world, killing people is no different from eating and drinking. But when I met her that day, I understood the meaning of my life, found my home, her smile, her hands and feet, are deeply engraved in my heart, especially when she kissed me from the moment I lived, my world changed, I don't know where it came from, what if it was abandoned by heaven and earth, what if it was scolded by the world, as long as there was her, all this was just a floating cloud for me, everything was empty, only she was my only one! So I hate, when Onizuka Saburo stabbed the katana into her chest, and the moment Zihan fell into my arms, the world that had just been built in my heart collapsed, I hated, I was angry, I wanted revenge, Onizuka hurt her alone, I let her whole clan be buried together, and the world stopped me, then I would be the enemy of the world, and what if I destroyed one of its countries!"

The killer Hong, who was originally holding Zihan in his arms, with a soft expression and full of love, said that when he was sad, his momentum changed greatly, and his murderous aura exploded instantly, and the entire hall became cold, and there was a trace of frost in the hall, even if he was hiding in the dark, and Hong, who was the top killer of the organization, was forced to take several steps back by Hong's sudden outbreak of murderous aura.

Three thousand avenues, the killing road is ruthless, and the murderous spirit is tangible.

This is the tangible murderous aura that can only be accumulated by slaughtering millions of corpses and relying on the sea of corpses and blood, throughout the ages, the characters who can condense this murderous aura are all a hero, a generation of killing gods!

This was once the realm that every killer dreams of, since the great changes in the world, only the founder of the organization has reached it for hundreds of years, I didn't expect that after a hundred years, Hong actually entered the ultimate realm of the killer, and really lived up to his name as a genius, but it's a pity, the vicissitudes of white hair, and the vitality is not long, hey!

"Hey, maybe I really don't understand, maybe I don't have the qualifications to understand, but since I do it, I have to pay the price, you know, the rules of the organization cannot be violated!"

Taking a deep breath, calming down the tumbling breath in his body, the dark figure slowly turned from virtual to real, and Hong's momentum began to gradually dissipate.

"It's a pity, what if you kill him, what if you destroy the island country, Zihan still can't come back to life after all, everything is in vain!"

Ignoring the helplessness of the dark, Hong stretched out his right hand and gently stroked the hair on Zihan's forehead, his eyes were full of love and tenderness, and he gently kissed Zihan's forehead, reliving the beautiful memories of the two of them!

"Dark, you are the only friend in my organization, so I only ask you, after I die, I and Zihan will be buried next to this hall, I was born here, and I wish to die here, there is nothing in life, after death, there is Zihan with me, I Hong, there are no regrets in this life!"

Looking at Hong, who was holding Zihan, he nodded silently behind him, as a friend, he wanted to help him, but what he could do was only that.

It's just that Dark is reluctant to do it, and at the same time, he doesn't need to do it, he launched the secret method, and Hong, who has exhausted the essence of life, has long since run out of oil and will be extinguished at any time!

Maybe just like that, letting him hold his beloved, in his original place, looking at the rising sun in the distance, and quietly walking through the last time of his life, is his best choice as a friend at this moment.

The truth is beautiful, but the time is ruthless, the first ray of sunshine in the sky, through the broken doors and windows of the hall, shining on Hong and Zihan, secretly found that Hong's life has come to an end, but Hong is very satisfied, holding Zihan in his arms, Hong's face is also a smile to death.

"Hey!"

Darkness walked out of the shadows silently, and gently buried the two under the ancient tree next to the main hall, but there was no monument, not unwilling, but can't, he didn't know what to write on the monument, although they were friends, but until now, Dark found that he really knew too little about Hong, or Hong's life, except for Zihan's years, he really couldn't bear to mention it.

Looking at the bulging dirt slope in front of him, he bowed three times quietly, sending his friend on the last ride, and then his body slowly darkened, and finally disappeared into a shadow.

But no one noticed that the broken stone statue in the dilapidated hall flashed a strange red light, and it hesitated in the air for a moment like a life, and finally burrowed into the new tomb under the ancient tree!

The hero is in the twilight, the soul of the beauty returns, leaving a slope of high soil alone, half a dead wood, and nowhere to talk about desolation!

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Netherworld, before the ghost gate closes!

"You, and you, hurry up!"

"Your yang life is over, and now you are all dead and become ghosts, go quickly!"

"Emperor, tens of millions of people, millions of iron horsemen, bullshit, everything in your world is nothing in my underworld, and now they are just a group of dead ghosts waiting for the judge to judge and reincarnate!"

Syllable!

Syllable!

The tall and burly ghost soldiers were hideous and terrifying, roaring angrily and throwing the long whip in their hands high, and slamming it on the emperor who claimed to have tens of millions of people and millions of iron horses.

"In order to avenge Zihan before, I launched the secret method, and I should have died at this moment, so is this the Netherworld?" Hong, who appeared here out of thin air, looked at everything in front of him with some surprise, especially when he saw the dragon robe, but at this moment he was taken care of by the ghost soldiers, wielding a long whip and whipping, and the ghost became a little illusory The so-called emperor, his heart was not shocked and happy.

If the underworld really exists, then reincarnation is not fake, and the vows before death will come true one day.

In the roar of those blue-faced and fanged ghost soldiers, Hong followed the ghost flow, stepped on the infinitely mysterious Huangquan Road, and walked towards the place where the yin qi was heavier in the distance, and at the same time, Hong also curiously observed the strange environment in front of him from time to time to see if it was really as he thought.

"Smack!"

"Stop!"

The tallest and burly ghost soldier at the front of the ghost stream, with a blue light, shouted, Hong suddenly felt that his soul trembled, and almost scattered, and then the rest of the ghost soldiers also roared one after another, all the ghosts stayed in place honestly, and some guys who were still immersed in the status and rights of the world intended to exert power, but as a result, the power was not issued, and it was directly whipped into a white smoke by the ghost soldiers, and disappeared in a gloomy yin atmosphere.

Hong, who understands that he is a low-key ghost, has moved his attention to the front, facing the dark door in front of him, but he feels a nameless depression and an indescribable throbbing in his heart, as if there is something in his body that has the same affinity as the black door, but at the same time it also carries a hostile rejection.

The black giant gate is like a huge whirlpool, attracting his soul to approach without hesitation, but in the process of advancing, a black ghost light shoots out from the black door, trying to assimilate it, especially when the black ghost light touches the soul, the pain of tearing is spread all over Hong's body.

Everything is so weird, when Hong's soul is moving, about to be torn to pieces by the black ghostly light, and his consciousness begins to gradually dissipate, when Hong's heart is anxious, the mutation protrudes, something in Hong's chest seems to sense Hong's crisis, or is awakened by the hostility of the black door, becoming more and more hot, faintly, a blood-colored lotus-like mark looms on his chest!