It was dusk again, and He Shang looked up at the sky. The glow of the setting sun shone on his face, a little warm.

Smearing the sword in his hand, He Shang walked to the courtyard and looked at the sky with the color of dusk.

The sword is held in the hand, and it feels heavy, with some reassuring taste. He Shang was going to make a plan today, he wanted to do something big enough to shock Liu Cheng.

The evening wind blew by, and the rustling of the leaves also made He Shang a little flustered.

How can I say it? The purple spotted centipede has been baked, and the three centipedes that are jumping around are exactly corresponding to He Shang's three goals.

Three centipedes, corresponding to three wells, are very coincidental and wonderful.

But can you cover up your own affairs? Can you successfully avoid the intervention of Liucheng's forces?

You must know that He Shangke plans to completely clean an area and kill all men, women and children.

Together, there are nearly 100 households, with a total of several hundred people. Such a massacre tragedy, Liu Cheng will definitely investigate it severely. When the time comes, the other party will definitely send immortal cultivators.

Will he be able to escape the investigation? He still doesn't know, but he won't give up on this plan.

In He Shang's words, this is revenge.

What if you can't hide it? You just want to kill those guys who stand by and watch! If you don't kill them, you won't be able to understand your thoughts.

He Shang was ready to flee for his life. He's going to kill those guys, definitely.

The wind continued to blow, the leaves continued to rustle, and He Shang's heart became even colder.

He could feel the touch of the wind on his face, very gentle, like the sister who died because of him.

My sister is also so gentle, and then she dies, and she is always gentle until she dies.

If she hadn't died, she wouldn't have become a man-eating beast. I should be honest enough to find a job to do and live a tiring but stable life.

I worked every day, was scolded by my boss, accepted a meager salary, and then dragged myself home tired. When she comes home, her sister will smile happily and welcome her brother home.

She can cook, weed, mend clothes...... Do a lot of things. Every time she wants to share something with her, she will definitely refuse.

Reject yourself with the reason that a man should not do this. Then she would wipe her sweat and get on with her work.

Do things, do things, do things, do things without stopping. The elder sister used her hand to prop up a living space the size of a snail shell, enough for the siblings to live.

Maybe my sister will laugh with herself when she is resting. Discuss what kind of woman your daughter-in-law will be in the future, and what kind of quirky nieces and nephews will be.

He Shang didn't know what kind of woman his future daughter-in-law would be, but he felt that she would definitely be a very gentle woman, a gentle woman like his sister.

My sister is really gentle, gentle and strong, like a tenacious little flower in the field.

Then this gentle sister died, and she took the initiative to exchange her life for her brother's life.

"Sister, this world is without you...... It's ridiculously disgusting. ”

He Shang looked up at the sky, he didn't shed tears, maybe this was related to the reason why the tears had dried up a long time ago.

He's fed up being hurt and hurt by the world. Covered in bruises, he saw through the essence of this world, the very boring nature.

Eating people and being eaten, that's the tone of the world. If you choose not to eat people, then you can only be eaten by others.

There will be no retribution for those who eat people, for only those who are eaten will be punished by God.

He Shang was fed up with being eaten by others, so he chose to become a man-eating beast.

Eating people and being eaten, He Shang had enough of the latter, so he chose the former.

That mortal boy is long dead. As He Mingyue's funeral object, he died completely.

Now all that is left is an empty shell, a man-eating beast with the name "He Shang".

It was getting late, and the sun was finally set down. The canopy in the west was still stained with a broken golden light, and the golden yellow at the end of the strong crossbow.

He Shang took a deep breath, smelled the faint smell of cooking smoke blown by the wind, walked out of the courtyard, and ran towards the world outside.

Walking on the road of the slums, it can only be said that it is uneven. The touch of all kinds of gravel blocks through the soles of the shoes is very uncomfortable.

With good eyesight, I could see a large area of cooking smoke over the housing area over there, and I could smell the smell of food in my nose.

He Shang didn't stop, he ran directly to the set destination.

The man-eating beast's foot strength was still very strong, and it only took a short time for He Shang to reach his destination.

A well, a well that is used as a source of water by nearby residents.

There is only a long rope next to the well, and there are no communal wooden barrels for drawing water. Because this is a slum area, the communal barrels attract some greedy eyes.

He Shang approached and walked to the edge of the well.

Reaching out and stroking the edge of the wellhead, the rough sensation fed back into his mind.

He Shang's gaze was complicated, because this well was his favorite. In the past, he always felt that this well was different, and the water here was sweeter than other wells.

This well can be regarded as an old acquaintance. That's why He Shangcai took it as his first target.

He Shang stood at the edge of the well, looking towards the well. He saw the clear water of the well and the dark environment inside the well.

The well is still the well, but the man is not the same person anymore.

This well is also old, serving the nearby people for more than 100 years. He Shang put his hand on the wellhead and felt a cool breath from the well water.

It was something he used to love to do, but this time it was different.

He withdrew his hand and pulled out a cyan cloth bag from his bosom. It's all cyan, but it does have a blue pattern. The mouth of the bag is tied with a gold wire red rope, telling its preciousness.

This is a Qiankun bag, a castrated version of the Qiankun bag, but this cannot deny the fact that it is a magic weapon for cultivating immortals.

He Shang has experimented, the storage space of this cyan cloth bag is about the size of a water tank, and there is still a big gap from the Qiankun bag that moved mountains and reclaimed the sea in the story of Chuangchuanwen.

Before Tang Yu's death, He Shang obtained the control of this Qiankun bag. Naturally, after Tang Yu's death, this thing belonged to He Shang even more.

He Shang took out the Qiankun bag, and then took out a white porcelain bottle from it.

In the white porcelain vase, there were three centipedes that were killed by He Shang. As for why they died? This bag can't hold a living thing.

The purple-spotted centipede, living up to its name.

A purple centipede corpse was taken out by He Shang, and then He Shang took one last look at the wellhead in front of him.

With a force in his hand, the body of the purple-spotted centipede shattered, and the purple juice stained He Shang's fingers purple.

He Shang looked at the centipede corpse, and then smiled.

The purple centipede carcass was thrown down and thrown into the well water. He Shang was able to see the sinking centipede corpse at first, but then it disappeared.