The child in front of him was covered in dark blue skin, and there was a terrible centipede-like scar on his stomach.

"Hey, hey! Wang Dahai! Please reply when you receive it! ”

The headsets in the ruins kept ringing with angry roars, and it seemed that Wang Dahai's disappearance had attracted the attention of the Fifth Infantry Brigade.

Soon, outside the ruins, there was a dense sound of footsteps, and a large number of heavily armed soldiers were advancing step by step.

Due to the inexplicable disappearance of the vanguard, every soldier's face was covered with dense beads of sweat, and his eyes were full of nervousness.

See.

The soldiers saw the inside of the ruins.

The comrades-in-arms who were pierced by steel bars, and the bloody corpses pierced every soldier's eyes like strings of human flesh candy gourds.

Vomit!

Someone retched.

But more people have boundless fear in their eyes.

How did they die?

The soldiers set their sights on their commanders.

This is an old squad leader with great achievements, but his face is also full of nervousness at the moment, and he doesn't know what is going on here.

Suddenly, a dazzling flame appeared in the depths of the ruins, as stunning as a meteor in the world, and then disappeared in an instant, leaving only a beautiful afterimage in the mist.

"What's that!?"

Surprised, more remnants of the flames appeared.

The afterimage of the flames was like a domineering king wielding a sword, and the lines of light and shadow rendered were extremely domineering, and when he looked closer, the soldiers' eyes widened and they let out an exclamation of disbelief.

"It's a knife! It's a knife! ”

"A flaming knife!"

"What a domineering knife technique, fierce and strong!"

"Who is it!?"

The soldiers stood outside the mist, unable to see Qin Jue inside the mist.

If they could see it, they would be able to see an invincible sword god that existed in reality.

Qin Jue's eyes were indifferent and cold, the long hair on his sideburns danced wildly in the wind, and his bruised wrist swung the Tang knife in his hand fiercely, and on the back of the Tang knife, there was still a rich flame.

He is like an ancient god, wielding a domineering knife dance, and every moment he swings and turns the knife, it is full of ancient and mysterious charm.

And the reason why the Tang Dao can ignite flames, the weapon of the Soul Hook Messenger is a scythe burning Netherfire, which appears in reality, that is, it can enchant the weapon, so that Qin Jue's Tang Dao has the power of flame attachment.

Ancient War Dance!

Calm and bland fighting!

Even though there is a thick fog of ruins.

But it still deeply shocked every soldier who witnessed this scene.

"Why do you have to go against me!"

"Why! Why does everyone want to harm me! ”

"I'm so tired! I want to cry, I really want to cry! ”

"Ahhhh Blood!!! Die!! ”

In the fog of the ruins, suddenly there was a heart-rending cry, which sounded like a toddler tearing his throat and screaming, full of an unsettling tone, cold, violent, abnormal, bloody!

At this moment, many soldiers were in front of them.

Then they all saw the same picture:

The dilapidated home has few complete pieces of furniture, the floor is full of glass shards, and a drunken man.

Suddenly, the door opened, and it was a cowering little boy, carrying a small shabby school bag, poking out half of his head, and cautiously looking into the room.

Outside the house, the warm sunlight poured down, and you could see all kinds of bruises and scars on the little boy's arms, even though there was a school uniform covering his arms.

The little boy was cautiously relieved when he saw the drunken man asleep, and then tiptoed into the house, gently picked up the worn-out broom, and began to clean the broken wine bottles all over the floor.

He doesn't blame his father, he knows that his father is also very uncomfortable, if his mother was found out by his father in a naked fight with another uncle in the next room, he just doesn't know if his mother is cold in the refrigerator.

After cleaning the wine bottle, the little boy walked to the refrigerator in a daze, opened the refrigerator, looked at his mother's face with her eyes closed, smiled sweetly, and then opened the schoolbag and took out a certificate of merit, showing it to his mother with pride, but his mother was sleeping all the time, which made the little boy a little sad.

He closed the refrigerator door, walked to his small desk with his head down, tore off the head of the award, put it in his mouth and chewed it non-stop, the white flower's hair was stained with blood, but the little boy thought it was delicious, and the happiest thing for him was to find himself a new certificate at his sister's house next door.

The sister scolded outside again, saying that she had called the police, and she must catch the thief who stole the cat, and kept scolding, and the little boy felt very irritable, so he closed the window, and the white window made a bang, and some fell apart, and a miserable white bone fell.

The little boy brought a chair and put the bones into the window, muttering that he must listen to his father, that he must make his mother's bones the most beautiful window, and that his uncle next door can see his mother's most honest appearance every day.

After doing all this, the little boy returned to his desk and looked at his first certificate in a daze.

On this certificate, the words "Department of Child Psychiatry of Jiangcheng Central Hospital" are written.

Just as the little boy was in a daze, the door suddenly opened, followed by his father's blood-red eyes, drooling mouth, crazy yelling, and a steel bar as sharp as a spear.

With a thud, the little boy was stabbed through the chest by a steel bar.

The man who went crazy because he bumped into his wife's cheating, lifted his son, who was stabbed through the steel bar, and jumped from the window made of his wife's bones and committed suicide.

This was a shocking case that occurred in Jiangcheng 30 years ago, and it even shook half the country at that time, and countless people were terrified when they heard about it.

And now, people who once died have come back to life in some form.

The steel bars that treat the soldiers as sugar gourds are like beautiful colored bubbles, warming the hearts of children.

It's just that all of this was torn apart by the burning Tang knife.

"I don't care what your reason is, as long as you show up in front of me, I'll chop you to pieces."

Qin Jue let out a hideous laugh, his eyes about to split; "Why can you harm others when you have been wronged? I have been wronged, that is a thousand times more than yours! ”

The child felt the smell of death and tore open his throat and screamed.

Then all the soldiers who entered here rushed towards Qin Jue like puppets.

"Such a despicable magnetic field affects the soul way, and you dare to get an axe in front of Lao Tzu, who specializes in seducing souls? Hahaha! To Lao Tzu, open! ”

Qin Jue raised his hand to lift the Flame Tang Knife, using the knife as a pen and fire as ink, wielding an ancient Taoist pattern in this ruin!

"Danzhu mouth god, spit out filth and remove the atmosphere, tongue god is upright, life and nourishment god, Luo Qianzhi god, but evil Weizhen, throat god tiger ben, Qi god Yinjin, heart god Danyuan, make me true, think of God refining liquid, Tao Qi always exists!"

"Hook the soul, exorcise evil spirits, deceive, swallow yin!"

"Please, God!"

Qin Jue closed his eyes, opened his eyes, and turned into a slender Yin God.

His eyes were cold, his facial features were blurred, his body was slender, and the Tang knife in his hand had also turned into a huge black scythe that was smoking the fire of the Netherworld.

At this moment, the gray-skinned child was completely panicked.

I'm not even a ghost, but I actually met the Yin God of the Underworld!?

This is fucking unscientific!