On the second day, Jishan City was quiet and a little terrifyingly quiet.

There were only a few occasional sounds of wooden pillars collapsing and the whisper of street flags being blown in the wind.

The streets seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke, which made people look at the hazy feeling of a sarong, and they didn't know whether it was the dust after the city was broken, or the death caused by too much killing.

The wind gradually weakened, and on the street not far ahead, a slender figure staggered along.

Bathed in the softness of the morning light, the figure slowly approached, and saw a black dress, but the black clothes at this time were not black, but blood-soaked bloody clothes, which were not completely dry, and slightly coagulated under the thickness, exuding a strong smell of blood.

With a white face, shocking, especially a pair of beast-like eyes covered with bloodshots, revealing a terrifying reddish light, it was Wang Ruoli, who was mad.

Wang Ruoli's right hand holding the sword, along with the hilt of the sword, was full of bloodstains, but the blood-red sword body of the remnant sword, which I don't know how much blood and water it had drunk, was still as shiny as ever.

Since yesterday, the crazy and tyrannical Wang Ruoli has swept the entire city with a sword, perhaps because he can no longer find someone to kill, at this time, his emotions have finally calmed down.

In a corner of the street, there were a few low cries.

Wang Ruoli, who was walking slowly, heard the sound, stopped, turned his head to look, lifted the remnants and swept over, and suddenly overturned a huge stone slab that was covered, revealing the scene under the stone slab. I saw a pair of young men and women, their bodies covered with scars, and their bodies had been crushed by the slate, and I don't know whether they were killed, crushed to death by the slate, or dragged under the slate after death.

However, under the man and woman, there was also a little boy with half of his head exposed, five or six years old at most, who didn't know whether he was sad or hungry at this time, and sobbed softly with a sad face. The little boy suddenly saw the huge stone slab covering his head flying out, and he screamed in surprise, and raised his eyes to meet the terrifying face of Wang Ruoli, and his little face turned pale with fright, his eyes widened, and he even stopped crying.

Wang Ruoli moved his head left and right, half-arched, staring at the little boy with blood-red eyes, the ocean of consciousness was still in a daze, it was sinking, it was landing, as if it was just a call near the edge.

Wang Ruoli approached the ruins step by step, tightened the remnants in his hands, and dragged the remnants to the ground with a deep sword mark.

Looking at Wang Ruoli, who was approaching step by step, the little boy was terrified, and his body wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move, looking pitiful.

Wang Ruoli looked at the little boy with a sad look, a trace of unbearability seemed to flash in his eyes, and his right hand was sluggishly raised the remnant, and he was about to cut it off with a sword.

Behind "Li Qiao......", there was a concerned whimpering call.

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When Wang Ruoli heard the voice, he quickly turned around, and saw the red figure in front of the street, carrying the remnants, and rushed over quickly.

"It's me! Li weak, I'm Hongsheng, Hongsheng ......" Hongshang looked at Wang Ruoli in such a state, her heart was painful and sad, her expression was sad, and she shouted repeatedly.

Wang Ruoli, who was about to rush to the front, in fact, with the calming of his emotions, his consciousness had recovered somewhat, and when he saw the person he was familiar with, his mind seemed to turn a page, and he began to remember all kinds of things before.

Wang Ruoli shook his head desperately, forced his eyes open, and seemed to be unable to see who the person in front of him was, and it seemed that he could recall it immediately. No, I seem to want to know who I am, who she is, and I still want to know what I have to do and what I haven't done......

Wang Ruoli's spirit fell into a burst of intense pain, and his head seemed to be about to explode, making a lot of noise and chaos, and he couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

The remnants of his hands slipped and plunged into the green bricks of the street, the sword body swayed, and Wang Ruoli squatted on the ground, holding his head in both hands: "Ahhh......h

Wang Ruoli, who was extremely uncomfortable, lost control of his body, rolled back and forth on the ground, and smashed a large number of green bricks.

"Li weak!" Seeing Wang Ruoli's pain, Hongshang couldn't help it, stepped forward lightly, and stretched out her hand to hold Wang Ruoli.

Wang Ruoli broke free a few times, rolled to the side, and bumped into a noodle restaurant on the side of the street. The entire exterior wall of the noodle shop was smashed and collapsed, burying Wang Ruoli inside.

Inside the wall soil, there was still the sound of Wang Ruoli struggling and screaming in pain.

After a while, there was a sudden silence inside the collapsed wall.

Li ...... Li Weak!" Frightened, Hongshang hurriedly swept away, and his spiritual power attacked wildly, rolling these fallen walls and soil outward, and finally revealed Wang Ruoli, who was no longer struggling inside.

Hongshang came up to the front, worriedly took Wang Ruoli's hand, and refused to let go.

Wang Ruoli turned around, although there was still thick bloodshot in his eyes, his mental state was different from before.

The tears in Hongshang's eyes swirled, bent down, and hugged Wang Ruoli distressedly, hugging so tightly that you could hear each other's heartbeats.

Although Wang Ruoli recovered his consciousness, his mood was complicated, his demeanor was demented, and for a while, he didn't know how to name it.

Wang Ruoli returned his hand, holding the red dress, his heart was touched, and he actually whimpered in pain, perhaps, the time of depression was too long, so long that his state of mind could no longer bear it, and finally at this moment, it completely exploded.

"I'm sorry...... Red Dress ...... I ......" Wang Ruoli's crying was very ugly, he closed his eyes, and it seemed that he didn't let the tears flow out, but he flowed faster.

"It's okay, everything will pass, don't push yourself so hard. Hongshang patted Wang Ruoli's back distressedly, "Such as."

If it doesn't work in 10 years, then 20 years, and if it doesn't work in 20 years, then 40 years. You are still young, and one day you will be able to reach the realm of revenge. ”

Wang Ruoli shook his head desperately, with a hint of crying in his voice: "I'm so tired and tired, I finally realized the pain that my father endured for more than 20 years, this pain can only be buried deep in my heart, no one can confide in, it makes people physically exhausted, tired to the extreme, I just don't want to wait for a moment." ”

"Don't be afraid, take your time, I will always be with you. Hongshang said comforting words, held Wang Ruoli's shoulders, and gently hugged Wang Ruoli into his arms, like a warm harbor, containing all the heart-rending pain of Wang Ruoli at the moment.

"When I was young, I couldn't cultivate because I was weak, and I was treated coldly, and even those subordinates who served me were respectful to me on the surface, but in fact, they looked down on me, a sick young master with a short time. At that time, my greatest wish was to repair my frailty, embark on cultivation, and become a truly respected peerless powerhouse. Wang Ruoli cried out in the arms of the red dress, crying like a child, "However, I was wrong, if time can be turned back, I would rather have nothing, no Red Maple Heart Sutra, no strong person, I just want relatives and friends to be by my side, with my father's shelter from the wind and rain, with the hush of my friends, and spend the rest of my life as an idle young master." I want to go back to the past and pretend that everything was not born, but those days that I thought were ordinary and boring, those years that I thought were quiet and idle, have now become a luxury. ”

"If your family and friends are still around, they want you to live well. The corners of Hongshang's eyes were moist, and he comforted him wholeheartedly, "Li Weak, you have to be strong." ”

"It's not easy to be strong! My indifference, my composure, and my reason can't hide my inner fragility after all. Wang Ruoli's voice was hoarse, he couldn't cry, and the more excited he became, "I'm just a general, I can't bear to die in front of my eyes one by one, this kind of pain in my heart, I don't know how to eat, and I can't sleep at night." If it weren't for me, my father wouldn't have died, Xiaomu wouldn't have died, and Jinglun wouldn't have died, it's all because of me, it's my fault, it's me who hurt them......"

"To my red dress, you are extraordinary. Li weak, cheer up, you can't let your relatives and friends die in vain. Hongshang looked at Wang Ruoli with tears in her eyes, "You have been doing a good job, and you are close to your goal." ”

"Thank you, Redcoat. Wang Ruoli had gratitude in his eyes, mixed with hatred, "I won't fall, I can't fall, no matter how much it costs, I will go on without hesitation!"

“......”

In the distance, on the roof of a dilapidated building, Xu Ji looked silently at Wang Ruoli and Hongsheng, who were hugging each other in the ruins, shook their heads, and didn't know what they thought, just sighed softly.