Chapter 501

"Next, we started to weed. ”

As soon as the voice fell, Liu Xie felt that the clothes on his body were torn apart by a force, and in an instant, he was naked, and the blood that spurted out quickly dyed his entire body red.

"It hurts, I hurt ......" Liu Xie wanted to say something, but he felt that his throat was cut and he couldn't make a sound.

I just saw that Qin Song was calm like a skilled butcher, using his hand as a knife, scraping around his body, and every time it fell, a large amount of hair broke at the root.

"Well, why did I forget this step, if you want to get rid of the feeling, you have to scald it with boiling water first!"

As soon as the devilish business fell, a stream of steaming water fell from the sky, and before it landed on his body, Liu Xie felt an extremely high temperature.

Poof......

A large amount of hot water poured down and splashed directly on Liu Xie's body.

Yes......

Liu Xie screamed a few times in pain, and then he didn't have the strength to scream, only a wail of extreme pain remained, the skin on his body seemed to be burned, and the hair began to fall off naturally, and the top of his head that first touched the hot water, a large amount of hair fell out, and the entire scalp seemed to be scalded off.

"The effect is good, the pigskin can also be sold for a good price, it's better to peel off the whole sheet, do you believe I can do it?" Qin Song's voice floated in, and it didn't seem to be real.

"I believe ......," Liu Xie wailed, unable to control his body at all.

"You believe it? I thought you didn't believe it, but if you did, then I'd put on a show for you. ”

Qin Song was still talking, Liu Xie felt that his wrist was cut open by an extremely cold sharp blade, and then the sharp blade stretched out along the skin layer, and then he felt that his wrist began to swell a little, more and more, extreme pain, more and more intense pain than burns, frantically attacking the brain, because the skin layer began to separate from the flesh and blood, and a large amount of gas began to stretch the entire skin.

Liu Xie's body gradually became larger, as if it was blown up like a balloon.

Then there was a thud, praying to be blown up, the skin rolled upside down, and a bloody humanoid monster swished out of it.

Yes......

The terrible screams didn't seem to be made by people at all, and Liu Xie screamed as he began to roll on the ground full of dust and sand, as if he wanted to make a layer of skin out of dirt to put on it.

He has no strength, the pain seems to be going away, at this moment, he really wants to die, it should be over.

"Don't worry, it's just the beginning......" The voice behind him couldn't be heard clearly, and when Liu Xie's consciousness felt pain again, he opened his eyes and saw that Qin Song had washed his entire bloody body cleanly.

The clear water washed away the sand and dust, and Liu Xie felt as if the pain had eased, but he was still wailing: "Please, beg ......"

"Next, let's open our stomachs. A calm voice interrupted Liu Xie's words.

Liu Xie's appearance at this moment is definitely not a person, in the eyes of people, this is a humanoid monster, he trembled violently, and his round eyes saw that Qin Song stretched out his hand knife under his neck, trying to cut his body from the neck down from the middle.

The sharp blade pierced into his chest, and the sharp pain from being cut open in his chest and abdomen made Liu Xie faint almost immediately, but how could he faint, the pain of his whole body poured into his mind, making him almost numb.

Slowly lowering his head, he saw that the sharp blade began to slide down his chest, pulling the entire chest and abdomen apart little by little.

Then, Qin Song grabbed both sides of the gap with both hands and pulled it, and the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, kidneys, intestines, and viscera inside were all colorful and came into Liu Xie's eyes.

"It's a pity that my mana is not enough, there should be a lot of procedures. Qin Song's voice gradually faded away.

Liu Xie's soul was like a bubble in the extreme pain and fear, and it burst open.

Qin Song held Liu Xie's corpse, walked to the side of the girl's corpse step by step, and said, "Ah Xiu, I have avenged you, although it is a little late, justice may be late, but it will never be absent." ”

In Qin Song's eyes, the hideousness on the face of the girl's corpse seemed to be a little less, and the corners of her mouth curled up, as if she was smiling at Qin Song.

"Just laugh. Qin Song casually threw away Liu Xie's body, sat down next to the girl, and said, "It's a pity that you are dead, and you can't live." ”

At this time, if someone passes by from a distance, he will definitely be regarded as a murderer, and everyone else is dead, just he is still alive, covered in blood.

After a long time, Qin Song lowered his head, looked at his red-dyed clothes, smelled the pungent smell, and said, "It's so clean." ”

Practice.

These two words are familiar to all monks, but how many people really understand them?

"I've been practicing for decades, killing countless living beings, but now I really feel cleaner than before. ”

It seems to feel the master's mood, and even the ordinary gray clothes seem to have their own wisdom, so that the blood stain gradually dissipates.

A beautiful rainbow appeared in the night sky, enveloping Qin Song and every corpse here.

Qin Song sat silently in place, sitting next to the corpses, but with his head tilted, his deep eyes reflecting the dark sky.

There are no stars in the sky, no bright moon, and it is pitch black.

There was only one round of rainbows, and the gorgeous rainbow was like a bridge to the fairy realm, extending from the sky to Qin Song's feet.

He felt that as long as he took one more step, he could set foot on the Hongqiao and fly to the immortal realm.

But this step away is as far as the end of the world.

In the vast Immortal Continent, at the same time, amazing things happened, countless gods broke through the void and came to the Western Desert.

The eyes of the gods can scan all directions and see the changes, but now they are confused and shocked.

"Is it you, or someone else?" Zhuang Zhou muttered, a hint of shock flashing in his eyes.

This ordinary and extraordinary middle-aged man, dressed in hunting, changed into a colorful butterfly, flapped his wings gently, flew into the sky, and entered the universe.

From a long distance, he opened his divine powers and observed the entire Immortal Continent.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old white-clothed boy appeared, with a long sword hanging from his waist, and he was also in the great universe, his eyes were like divine swords, and he was gaining insight into all the secrets of the Immortal Continent.

But now, a hazy mist actually enveloped the entire Immortal Continent, and all the heavenly opportunities disappeared.

"The gods are like rules, they only follow their own ways, they have no shapes, no feelings, no names, and that's what they mean by beheading the three corpses. It's like a separate rule. But now, the rule has feelings. ”

"This is a different path from Shinto, it was just a legend before, can anyone really do it?" muttered Butterfly.

"Zhuang Zhou, what do you mean, what kind of road is this, what kind of road is it, and who is stepping on this road and road?" asked the young man in white, his eyes shining like a heavenly sword shattering the void, sweeping towards the colorful butterflies.

The butterfly flapped its wings slightly, and the infinite fire of the sun star next to it became dim, as if it was about to be blown out by the wind from one of his wings.

The Heavenly Sword disappeared and seemed to fly into another time and space, without harming the butterfly.

Qin Song picked a place with good feng shui next to the small village, and then began to dig the soil, without using any tools or using any mana, he was really like a mortal at the moment, digging the soil with his hands.

A pit gradually appeared, and it was getting bigger, Qin Song's hands began to bleed, and finally the flesh and blood were blurred, but he didn't seem to know the pain, and continued to dig the pit.

Because he is now going to dig countless graves.

The cracks in the bronze foundation actually stopped cracking, and began to heal slowly in the process of digging the grave.

The next day, a lot of people came here, and people from the government also came, and the impact of so many dead bodies was too great.

After the great emperor of Weifu Private Patrol got the news, he was extremely angry, there were such vicious and ferocious people in the world, causing such a huge massacre, and there were also royal relatives and nobles among them.

Seeing the anger of the Son of Heaven, the accompanying patron king immediately gathered the nearest three thousand soldiers and horses to protect the emperor and went to Qin Song's village together.

Qin Song was still digging a pit, and almost part of the white bones on his hands could be seen, but he finally dug out all the graves.

He dragged the corpses into each pit, and then buried them, without raising the grave, and when the ground was filled, Qin Song turned around and dragged the second corpse.

When all the corpses were sold, Qin Song first went to the river to wash his hands clean, not stained with dust, and his flesh and blood were reborn, white as jade.

He walked over to the last two bodies and lowered his head, a little boy and a young girl in sight.

First they picked up the little boy and put him into a large grave, and set up a mound.

Then, Qin Song turned around, picked up the girl, and stood in front of the grave for a long time, when suddenly he raised his head and let out a long howl: "Ah......hhhhhhh

The voice rushed into the sky, startling the clouds to disperse, and the frightened mortals who were watching retreated one after another, revealing a look of panic.

Qin Song walked into the big tomb, put the girl down, and took out the murder weapon that was pierced into her body, in Qin Song's eyes, the pain and hideousness on the girl's face were a little less, and it seemed that she had become that delicate girl again.

Buried with soil, a large mound appeared, and Qin Song made a large tombstone out of rocks and stood in front of the large mound.

The bronze Daoji healed, but there were two scars left on it forever, and it seemed to become no longer complete, no longer flawless, and no longer mysterious.

Qin Song turned around, looked at the frightened mortals and officials, and said, "Call your emperor, there are some things to be settled." ”

At dusk in the evening, Qin Song saw a large number of people and horses, rushing over, and the sound of people shouting and neighing was endless, as if there were thousands of troops rushing over, and it was like an ocean surging.

The fat county commander hurriedly stepped forward, knelt in front of the dragon, muttered something, and the emperor sitting high above was like a god, and glanced at the fat county order expressionlessly.

A tall and majestic forty-year-old man on the side, with a pair of tiger eyes containing murderous intent, when he heard what the fat county commander said, he stepped forward and kicked the fat county commander to the ground, yelling: "I don't believe it!"

"The prince is real, the little prince was killed. The fat county commander's face was sweating like rain, and after being kicked over, he hurriedly knelt down, and his face was already pale.

The backer king's body staggered for a while, and it seemed that he had aged for ten years all of a sudden, his eyes were split, and he looked at the fat county and said: "My son is well-behaved and obedient, and never does anything that hurts heaven and reason, which villain killed him?"

The fat county commander wiped his sweat and pointed to Qin Song in front of the grave.

The backer king turned his head suddenly, but he didn't make the next move, but stood in place, staring at Qin Song with tears in his eyes.

Seeing that the backer king did not rush forward immediately, a trace of doubt flashed in the emperor's eyes, his beloved son died tragically, but he could still maintain his composure, and the backer king became more and more terrifying.

The emperor's eyes flashed, and his gaze also looked at Qin Song.

The soldiers of the brigade had already rushed forward, with strong bows and crossbows, surrounding Qin Song, at this moment, even if this young man was the number one master in martial arts, he would definitely not be able to escape.

The father-in-law who accompanied him immediately raised his voice and shouted: "Bold, who still kneels down to greet the emperor when he sees the emperor coming?"

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is here......"

"Kneel, kneel, don't die......"

A group of mortals exclaimed in amazement, and then hurriedly knelt on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, not daring to look at the emperor's dragon face, it seemed that if they looked at the emperor more, they were all criminals.

The crowd hunched over and looked cowering, like quails kneeling on the ground.

Qin Song, who has a tall body, is too eye-catching.

"Bold, don't kneel yet!" the father-in-law scolded.

The emperor didn't stop him, he just looked down at Qin Song from above, it seemed that such an ant could make him look down on a generation of Ming Jun like this, which was already a great blessing for Qin Song.

And if Qin Song doesn't kneel down to thank him, he is a heinous fanatic.

Immediately, two soldiers with five big and three thick soldiers waved the spears in their hands, wanting to break Qin Song's legs and force him to kneel in front of him.

The emperor's eyes flashed, and he saw that the young Taoist was very calm, and did not resist, a flat smile appeared on his face, just a light wave of his hand, and when the two spears were about to hit Qin Song's knees, the emperor only felt that the world in front of him followed the cold spear into another world.

Swords collided, and the sound of screaming and roaring suddenly sounded.

The countless soldiers actually pulled out their waist knives and slashed each other.

Yes......

The Emperor screamed, frightened and fell from the dragon's sword, as a soldier with a sword charged at him.

"Bold, b......old," the emperor exclaimed, and before he could finish his words, his head was cut off with a long knife.

The screams stopped abruptly, and the emperor saw the world before him turn upside down, and then fell into darkness and silence, with no sound, no pictures, only endless loneliness. I don't know how long I waited, but after a slight tear on his body, he reappeared in the world and had a picture in front of him.

The soldier took his sword again and rushed towards him.

The Emperor hurriedly picked up his sword and fought with the soldier, and in this way he was killed again and again, again and again and again to kill each other, and it seemed that there was no end to it.

It seemed like a moment, and it seemed like hundreds of years, thousands of years ago, the emperor felt a loosening of his feet, and the whole person sank rapidly, entering another world.

The Emperor was pinned to the ground by a group of faceless, strange-looking black-robed men, who put iron ropes around the Emperor's neck to hang him.

"I am the emperor, I am the emperor, ah......" The emperor screamed, and he felt his soul float out, only to see those black-robed people who looked twisted and weird, tearing his corpse, cutting it with a knife and saw, and eating it.

His soul was out of his body, but he could still feel the pain, and he let out a terrible wail every day, and it lasted for a long time. In this way, I didn't know that after hundreds of years, he was resurrected this time, and he didn't see the black-robed man, but continued to sink towards the ground.

"It's finally over, and the next layer shouldn't be so painful. ”

Thinking of this, the emperor sank into the third layer, and immediately two humanoid monsters with blue faces and fangs escorted him towards a millstone, pressed his head, and stuffed it into the hole of the millstone.

The emperor struggled desperately, but he was held to death, and his ears came: "Push the grinding plate quickly, push the grinding plate quickly, this person's blood is so sweet, I am hungry......"

He couldn't scream, he only felt the grinding disc turning, the stone mill moving, and the huge squeezing force began to squeeze the entire skull, and then, hearing only a thud, he knew that his mind exploded like a watermelon.

He should have died, but he could still feel all the pain as before. He saw that the upper half of his body was eaten by two monsters, and the lower half of his body was devoured by all kinds of wild beasts, which were so hideous and terrifying that his soul was about to burst.

I don't know how long it will take for him to sink again, and like this again and again, he thinks that the pain will end, but when he falls to the next level, he will encounter even more painful and terrible things, which is like a cycle that never ends.

Endless years are like endless rivers, and boundless pain is like the vast universe, too big to escape.

He was thrown into the oil pan and fried until golden on both sides, and he was also cut off and his heart was cut out, and his stomach was broken......

Maybe thousands of years later, maybe tens of thousands of years, such days are finally over, everything in front of him is gone, the emperor is sweating profusely, his clothes are soaked, as if he has just been fished out of the water.

His eyes were terrified, he let out a scream, and fell from the dragon's belt.

"Kneel!" a loud shout rang in the Emperor's ears.

The obedience that has been trained countless times has made the emperor dare not resist in the slightest, no matter how painful it is to fall to the ground, he will turn over and kneel on the ground as soon as possible, as obedient as a pet.

A pair of feet walked in front of the emperor's eyes, but the emperor did not dare to look up at the owner of the feet, his body trembled, and he looked like a quail.

One foot was raised and stepped on the emperor's head, so that his face was in close contact with the ground, and the sharp stones and weeds on the ground made his face hurt, but he didn't dare to snort, even if a pig was killed, he would scream, but he didn't even dare to make a sound at the moment, and he was very obedient.

He didn't feel the slightest sense of humiliation, as if he was born to do this.

"I am heaven, I am God! I want you to live, you can live, I want you to die, do you dare not die?" The voice sounded above the emperor's head, and the flat tone was extremely gentle.