The red-haired young man stepped into the palace, and the person who was supposed to come out to stop him did not show up for a long time, and the young man's hair was like stained with sticky blood, red as if a large amount of blood was spread on it.

Stepping on a red silk carpet, staring at the slightly bloated man on the throne, there seemed to be only a hawk girl with the same physical characteristics as a falcon and a human.

However, a net had already been laid in the palace, and dozens of monks from the ceiling launched a swooping attack on the boy who stepped on the red carpet.

Time seemed to stand still, and the air was so thick that it was impossible to breathe.

Waist, abdomen, ribs, calves, thighs, skull, neck, arms, organs.

In an instant, the monk suspended in mid-air was subjected to a swift attack, and all areas were beaten with powerful punches and kicks.

Puff puff——!

The blood flowers bloomed, and the accumulated impact exploded at once, and in the eyes of the speed of time of others, it was just a crimson color that circled around those monks, and the crimson afterimage dissipated, and when the young man stepped on the carpet embroidered with dragons flying and phoenixes dancing again, all the monks who attacked fell.

The combination of black and red internal organs, pale bones, yellow fat, flesh and blood like meat sauce, the composition of the human body turned into a rain of rain, sprinkled all over the floor, and swam through the cracks of the floor.

The bloody rain that spilled did not touch the young man who was leisurely advancing, and he still walked with steps, little by little, unchanged approaching the man on the throne, like a god of death.

The red-haired young man, Xiu Ming, raised his fingers, and the head of the assassin hiding behind the dragon pillar fell to the ground, dancing with his two fingers, as if playing the music of death.

Blood spilled from all the landings, and the screams of the assassins were hidden in the holes, because their bodies were destroyed before the vocal cords vibrate, not abstract concepts, but as flesh foam that could not distinguish their organs by the force of the force.

"Who the hell are you! What do you want! Stop, don't come!"

The man on the throne was panicked, because there was no one in this room who could protect him, and all of them were killed by the red-haired boy in front of him.

Unable to stop the boy's advance, the man showed fear, and it happened that there were props around him, so it was reasonable to throw him out in order to delay the boy's advance.

Grab the Harpy's arm and throw it as a prop, not expecting anything, just stop the other person's footsteps, even for a second, because the sound of footsteps hitting the ground is like hitting the heart, and if you continue, you will suffocate to death.

Poof!

Facing the hawksy girl with the appearance of a young girl (young), the red-haired boy did not spare any hand, and the red silk thread crossed and cut off the oncoming thing.

The body that had been cut in two fell to the floor, and the cross-section cut from the waist was unusually smooth, but it could not be changed, and the organs and hot blood sprayed all over the ground.

Still not a drop of blood, the red-haired boy finally arrived in front of the man, grabbed the other's head with his right hand, and his fingertips sank into the other's temples, and the blood flowed out, looking very painful.

The boy lifted the man, who was much heavier than himself, and his pale knuckles did not tremble in any way, and he lifted the other's head steadily.

"Where's the key?"

"—What are you talking about...... I don't know ......."

The pain made it impossible for the man to utter a word, but even then the boy had no intention of letting go.

"Where's the key?"

The same problem, the difference was that the man's right arm was twisted by an invisible force, the bones were shattering, the muscles were spilling out of the torn skin, and the broken pale bone spurs flew out.

"Quack, ah——!!, ah

The shape of the arm is no longer visible, like a thin line, and the water in it is completely squeezed out, like twisting a towel, and the arm turns into a spiral-shaped bundle.

"Where's the key?"

This time it was the left arm, the twist of great force, the pain repeated again, the man's cheeks twitched, blood filled his pupils, and the muscles of his face stiffened, as if they were necrotic.

Saliva dripped onto the man's dragon robe, and the constant flow of saliva merged with the blood on the ground.

“...... I... I don't know... Ahh——!!——!!h

"The keys. ”

"—What key...... Gash

"The keys. ”

"In my bedroom...... The third row of that bookshelf...... Count from the right in the fifth book......"

"Lying. ”

“——！！”

I couldn't let out a terrible scream, but just blindly opened my mouth, wanting to express my pain.

The limbs are no longer recognizable, and the current man's body seems to have only a torso, and the limbs look like thin branches.

“...... Only those who ascended to the throne...... to get the key...... Kill me quickly...... Kill me...... Hurry up......"

Poof, the body loses the support of the overall consciousness, even if only the head and torso are intact, you can feel the strangeness of the other party when the life disappears, forming a gap between the living thing and the dead thing.

Whether it is the Ninety-Five Emperor or the market, there is no difference between princes and generals and reckless people in the face of death.

Letting go of the pale fingers, the pierced corpse of the temple fell on the throne, the jeweled throne that had already been stained red with blood now seemed so ironic that it didn't make any sense.

......

"Have you ever heard of such a thing? The king's nephew sat on the throne in place of the king, but don't you think it's very strange? The mysterious disappearance of the king, and the replacement of all the brocade guards, after all, does the young man who has ascended the throne now really have the king's blood?"

"I don't know, but ...... It shouldn't be mentioned, because this kind of bloody thing is destined to be covered up, and you can't think about it, otherwise there will be flying disasters. ”

"Anyway, who is the new leader of the Jinyi Guard, that one is called ......"

"Crane Creek. ”

"A young man in a white crane robe. ”

......

The little boy, with a cheerful step, to say why, because today is his birthday, the day he was born into this world and met his parents.

So, it is not a matter of course to feel happy, and to cheer and fast.

Home is not far away, you can already guess the happy birthday surprise you feel as soon as you enter the door, will your parents still greet you in the entrance, smile, and wait for yourself, this birthday star will come back.

In this way, they can't be kept waiting, and the little boy who is jumping up and down finally came to his door, intending to enter the formation with aura particles and open the door, but suddenly found that the formation that was used as a key had been unlocked.

Pushing open the wooden door, I don't know why I felt that it was as dark as an abyss, and I couldn't see anything deeper, I shook my head, and shook off this unrealistic idea, this time my parents didn't choose to wait for me in the entrance.

It will be in the living and dining room.

So, thinking about it, trying to forget something strange, the house was too quiet, and the footsteps sounded on the floor, and the little girl was alone.

This time, the lead was standing in front of the door of the living room, slightly hesitant, but the little boy finally chose to push open the mahogany door that seemed to seal the monster.

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you......"

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you......"

It was the voice of his parents, who did not turn on the aura lamp, but the little boy felt a sense of relief because they were wishing themselves that it was his birthday and that he should keep smiling.

Smack.

The aura lamp is turned on.

Exposing everything in the room to the little boy, the happy birthday wishes still echoed in his ears, and the gramophone that recorded the sound kept repeating, over and over again, celebrating the little boy's birthday, and ...... On the seat, are his parents.

So why didn't you personally open your mouth to bless it, because it couldn't be done.

"Daddy...... Mommy ......"

Almost no more complete syllables can be uttered, but words like "Mom and Dad," like the first human beings learned, can still be uttered in a state of collapse.

Blood overflowed from the man's chest, it was hollow, its contents were long gone, everything was hollowed out, and it looked like a long time had passed, because the blood was flowing very slowly, almost like it was clotting.

The woman lay on the table, blood streaming from her neck to the corner of the table, her pupils staring straight at the little boy who stepped into the room.

On the birthday cake, there are unlit candles, today is obviously my birthday, why...... Why did such a thing happen.

Kneeling on the blood-drenched floor, his body curled up like a guilty man, afraid to look at the corpses of his parents.

The dim aura light was stained with blood, and everything was covered with blood.

There seems to be a demon hidden in the shadows, and what is it that makes a bewitching whisper, combined with the monotonous frequency of the gramophone?

"Happy birthday to you...... Happy birthday to you......"

"You killed them."

The repetition of the sound, monotonous as a machine, mixed with strange sounds, the little boy could no longer look at reality directly, chose to escape, kept staring at the blood flowing on the ground, and the happy birthday wishes were like a spell engraved in his soul.

"Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday to You......"

The little boy said, learning to fix the frequency mechanically, repeating over and over again what should have been said to him by his parents.

......

The sect master of the Qiyu Sect came out of the house that was set as a forbidden place, and no one knew what was inside, because the sect master forbade anyone to approach.

The former little boy has grown up and become the head of a sect, and everything that happened in that house has been covered up, the disappearance of the former sect master and the former sect master's wife, what the truth is, no one in the entire sect knows.

They didn't know that in the house, the two corpses were only bones, and the blood had coagulated, oxidized, and merged with the floor.

And the little boy, as before, fell to his knees, and kept saying the same words as he had done that day.

"Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday to You......"

The shadows around him kept approaching, eroding the heart of the little boy who had once been, and kept talking, like countless ants climbing up his spinal cord.