Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Death of Wrath

[If you were smarter, you wouldn't be so bothered. But no one forces you to do anything, every way, we give you the opportunity to choose, and at the right time, bitterly tell you, one day how you will become, how to ......

But if you want to go your own way, you can only live in pain and suffering.

In fact, we have given you many chances, but you will eventually choose to follow this path of eternal pain......

We can't help it...... I can only comfort you like this:

Stop dreaming and die. 】

The cold moon has no edge, the lonely soul is vain, the flames are high, and the heart is hot.

Walking in the dark night, the pain of Shen Zhihua may be difficult to retreat.

"Damn......" he choked, his throat shaking with pain.

"Damn...... "The life that has been burned by the fiery snake is like an empty shell that has long lost its vitality.

Pain! Extremely!

"I'm going to ...... Kill you! He stumbled, lifting the long sword next to him, not caring about the scorching heat of the hot iron, but he was afraid of brute force, wanting to stab his long face into the heart of the person in front of him, let him! Let yourself! You can die blindly.

"Oh, Brother Zhihua, don't be blind, little friend, I'm just a ...... came to see the excitement of the Shen family's fire...... "The person in front of him kicked Shen Zhihua, who staggered over, and made Shen Zhihua stumble away, and fell into the ashes again, setting off a wave of earthly flames.

"Don't be upset, I've cleaned up your low basket today! I went back and cleaned up the stinky shoes of the Xiji family, you guys are very worthy! In hell! Be a lonely husband and wife! ”

The man condescended and kicked him hard, but Shen Zhihua on the ground couldn't stop it at all, and was kicked away.

"I'm going to ...... Kill you! ”

"I want it! Kill you! ”

"I'm going to kill you!!"

How could he have the strength, the body burned by the fiery snake was so hot, if it wasn't for the last breath, how could he stand up, rush to the front of the man, and stab with his sword?

But what made Shen Zhihua disillusioned was that his body was too short, and the body that had just burned in the flames was already in tatters, and all that awaited him was death, but it was so sad and unbearable......

Aki ...... Siggie ......

He could only call her name in his head......

The fire is blazing, and Shen Zhihua's heart is churning with poison that is hotter than fire, and it is bound to poison this broken body with thousands of holes, and the body is incomplete!

Shen Zhihua fell, the man laughed and kicked him three or four times, and felt bored, so he spat the phlegm in his mouth on Shen Zhihua's mottled face, and at the end, he left the fire leisurely.

Whether this fire was set by him or not has long been irrelevant, as long as the Fa Division of Yixian Town determines that it is the source of the dry nature, it will definitely be over.

It's just that no one would have thought that after the fire of the Shen family, the whole family died on the spot, and only one of them survived, that is, the eldest son of the Shen family, Shen Mo, Shen Zhihua.

He was unrecognizable in the fire, and was saved by scavengers with bamboo, although his life was saved, but his family was already ruined and he was in pain.

In this life, to live is to take revenge!

I'm going to...... Kill you!

Three days after the fire of the Shen family, Shen Zhihua, who was still burning all over his body, no longer had the slightest whining sound, only the sound of gnashing his teeth, and the hatred that wanted to get out of his eyes erupted in the bamboo weaving, scaring all the scavengers away, and they did not dare to take half a step.

"Big brother...... a man with a turban burst out laughing.

"This guy...... It seems that I can stare people to death with my eyes! ”

The man in the turban has bright eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and he is naturally intelligent, and when he sees Shen Zhihua's appearance, he also smiles indifferently and ruthlessly, and he has a little more fun.

Where has Shen Zhihua seen this person, and where can he stand this man's jokes, his angry eyes are rounder and his eyes are brighter, and only these eyes can be manipulated by him, but he also laughed at the man again.

"Oh, what a funny lonely ghost, angry heart, especially disgusted...... ......Before the man finished speaking, a man with a white fan gently slapped his chest with a fan and motioned him to shut up.

This person is the eldest brother he said.

The eldest brother's name is Tang Yibai, standing in the corridor with a fan, his slender figure will even be blocked by the moonlight, and Shen Zhihua's tattered body is rotten in the bamboo weaving, emitting a disgusting stench.

"The karmic fire of anger is unrivaled, and the fourth brother is just a big late."

Tang Yibai shook his hand with a fan, and a dragon-like lightning flashed under the clear sky, and the "dragon tail" of it flung straight below Yixian City, snatching the life of a passerby in an extremely fast way.

A wisp of blue lightning quickly gathered in Tang Yibai's fan.

I saw Tang Yibai holding his chin with his left hand, looking at the soul in the fan with his head held high, and shouted: "I here, there is an opportunity for revenge in your hands, whether you can grasp it or not depends on yourself."

"You...... Who is it? ”

Shen Zhihua looked at this man with a lot of shock as soon as he made a move, the passer-by who was struck by lightning must have been scattered, but this person didn't care at all, just tilted his fan, blocked some faces, and looked at himself with the thunderous eyes.

It was also later that this person named Tang Yibai became synonymous with madness almost overnight, but he appeared suddenly, in front of Shen Zhi's picture, he also behaved beyond the ordinary - treating human life as grass mustard and people as ants.

It is such a person, with an unprecedented sense of responsibility, who opened the gates of the same hell to everyone.

"Below, it's just Tang Yibai." Tang Yibai threw the fan again, and the soul poured into Shen Zhihua's head, and for a while, the flowing soul instantly repaired his body, allowing him to experience the nothingness of life like never before.

The living human life turned into nothingness and vanity in less than two seconds.

What's the difference with them?

Shen Zhihua can sit up suddenly, and he can suddenly look at his dying and struggling body that is not in pain, as well as the soul that is tormenting in every way.

"We'll head to Yuzhao Mountain."

Tang Yibai took the fan.

"You settle your own business, come on, and there, I can give you better answers."

With that, the man in the turban also stood up, and another man leaned against the wall, waiting boredly.

They are fellow travelers, and they are also lonely ghosts.

At that time, Shen Zhihua's painting would not be like it is now, but in the next day, it would completely ignite his anger.

Shen Zhihua, who used the Scorpion Knife, also became a real scorpion at that time, and he couldn't get close to the living, as long as he got close, he would wield double pincers and poisonous needles to force the living back.

"If there's anything else that needs to be clarified...... That's ......"

Someone closed a book and stepped out of the shadows of the glowing hedrons.

"Shen Zhihua's painting has changed from the original [Anger] to [Lust], so there was a gap in the rotation array that Tang Yibai wanted to create, and it did not make the resurrection of the Great Demon King successful, in a sense, it also shows one thing, even if Tang Yibai is not missing, he will also miss."

The man stood up and looked at the comer.

Chang Yu Feng, who was dressed in black, listened to the story of the Seven of the King Sword.

He was dressed in a black robe with a white jade pendant around his waist.

On the jade pendant, there is an ancient dragon entrenched, and the huge Ning character flashes in the luminous crystal.

"Missed...... A large rotation array that had been carefully planned for so long could be so obvious because of this...... Failure and end up...... Tang Yibai...... Will you miss? ”

Chang Yu Kaede's stern voice seemed to be scolding the story in the book.

"Rotation Array! There is no way to fail! What really happened five hundred years ago? Why anger turns to lust! Say it! ”

Chang Yu Feng's hand was already on the green scabbard, as if the person hesitated for half a minute, and he would be separated by the head of Long Yu Feng.

"Because...... Because ......"