The distant light of the fire was orange and yellow, and the noise of the fire could be faintly heard. He Shang glanced at his masterpiece and turned to leave.

The ferocious fire will destroy all traces, and I am afraid that even half of the bones will not be left intact.

So, it was a really good hunt, excellent.

The strips of cloth on his face were burned, his slightly messy clothes were tidied up, and even the blood stains on the blade of the sword were wiped clean. He Shang took care of all the traces, just like walking in the remote area of Shenghe Town like no one else.

Looking at the sky, He Shang felt that it should be around the time of the child.

Let's hurry back to the Chen Mansion guest room now. lest the Chen family realize that they had left that room.

As long as you can return to that room without noticing, the hunt will draw a perfect ending symbol.

The mortal walking adult, who was tired of traveling and driving, refused the four beauties who warmed the bed, and then slept until dawn. That night, a fire broke out in the Sheng River, and nearly 30 people were killed.

Well, who would have thought that He Shang would have something to do with this fire? He Shang thought about it and couldn't help but smile proudly.

With a long sigh, He Shang was a little tired. Not physical exhaustion, but mental exhaustion.

killed thirty people at one time, which made He Shang a little uncomfortable. But so what? This is the way of life of the man-eating beast.

When you are hungry, you have to eat people.

There was a little worry in my heart, and I didn't know when the next intense hunger would come.

Shaking his head, he decided that he didn't want to.

Do your best, obey the destiny of heaven. The next time the hunger pang comes, you will continue to kill people and add to your stomach, will it be possible to starve yourself to death?

Dredging out the thoughts in his heart, He Shang's pace quickened a little, and he wanted to rush back to the Chen family's guest room as soon as possible.

This must be a slum in the middle of nowhere, right?

He Shang glanced at the low and dilapidated buildings around him, and couldn't help but think of the slums in Liucheng. The same rags, the same remoteness, the same disgusting.

With superhuman eyesight, He Shang avoided a stall of black-brown excrement on the ground, and his heart was a little nauseous.

This is the case in the slums, where excrement is everywhere.

Pay careful attention to the ground and be sensitive to all unidentified objects on the ground. A sense of familiarity appeared in He Shang's heart, as if he had returned to the slum area of Liucheng.

Shake your head and get rid of the distractions in your head. He Shang felt that he was still seriously avoiding the unknown things under his feet, and quickly slipped back to the Chen family's guest room.

Carefully dodging, turning a few corners, passing by a few alley mouths, He Shang actually saw the firelight.

The night fires in the slums, the glow of oil lamps, this is a rarity. Oil lamps in the slums, strange objects.

Although he was a little curious, He Shang still chose to spare a long distance and did not approach the mouth of the alley.

He doesn't want to make other bad things come out, so it's none of his business.

He Shang shrugged, still cautiously dodging the unknown objects in the forward path.

"Hey, this feels so good. Long live the happy true king!"

"That's right, real grandma's tightness. Long live the true king!"

"Hey, hurry up, okay?"

"What's the hurry? Now that is playing with Zhenjun. ”

............

The five senses that far exceed ordinary people are destined to be able to capture more information than how they can still hear distant sounds.

cool and tight?

It won't be ...... The gang grabbed a and got together at night to the? Or is it the kind that takes turns?!

Seven or eight big men take turns getting a...... He Shang suddenly felt that something terrible had happened to him.

The eyes that had been looking down at the unknown object on the ground lifted and looked into the mouth of the alley where the oil lamp was lit.

Seven or eight men gathered together, unclothed, not knowing what to do. The man on the edge of one of them was holding a brown paper bag and placing it in his nose, his face intoxicated.

Then He Shang affirmed his inner thoughts.

Because he saw something familiar—Cheng Xiansan.

Cheng Xian San, a popular thing in some areas of Zhenchuan, has a sense of fluttering clouds and fog, which can really be described as becoming an immortal!

This is the record He Shang saw from "The Great Journey of Mountains and Rivers in the Eight Directions".

Cheng Xiansan, He Shang knows a lot about this thing, and he can hallucinate when he smokes it, so don't be surprised if the smoker does something ridiculous.

Therefore, this kind of thing is also understandable.

Well, even if seven or eight adult men catch a female dog and take advantage of the night when no one is around, it is ...... Understandable!

Despite this, the nausea in He Shang's heart was still more blooming. This disgusting feeling is simply more disgusting than stepping on a lump of human and animal feces.

I wanted to turn around and leave, out of this place where the air smelled foul.

But suddenly, He Shang's body stiffened. His eyes swept to something, a girl's face.

An expressionless face, a dull face, a face that is more like a dead man than a dead man, like a dead wooden statue carved by a third-rate inferior carver, the kind of dead that has no life.

(Interesting.) Hahaha! Hahaha! It's so interesting. You...... What will be done?)

............

Happy Zhenjun Zhao Dade, the part-time founder of Happy Gate.

His family is also a middle-aged family, with land, houses and stock, but this has turned into the word "once".

The house and the land were sold, and they were bought into immortals.

The wife and children were scattered, and they continued to suck into immortals.

There is nothing more wonderful in the world than Cheng Xiansan!

Call!

Take a deep sip of white powder, wonderful fun!

Zhao Dade's expression was intoxicated, he opened his eyes, saw the Divine Palace Immortals, and saw countless fairies without clothes!

At this moment, he is the Supreme Immortal Emperor!

Happy Immortal Emperor Zhao Dade!Omnipotent Immortal!Powerful Happy Real Man!

Suck! Suck hard! Suck hard again!

I am the Emperor of Immortals! I am the omnipotent, supreme immortal! I am the Immortal!

Ahh

Hundreds of fairies without clothes! Come on! Let the Immortal Emperor pamper you! Hehe, you are all the concubines of the Immortal Emperor!

Suck Fuck Fuck Fuck Suck Fuck

"I! Happy True Monarch! I am Happy Immortal Emperor!"

Zhao Dade shouted, with a strange flushed look, and his face revealed obsession.

"Long live the true king!"

"Long live Zhenjun!"

Hahaha! I'm the Immortal Emperor!

A very happy feeling fills the body, so happy and happy!

"Merry!"

Zhao Dade shouted and slapped the under him.

The woman, whom he had bought from the kiln, seemed to be sick and dying. Under the pretext of waste utilization, Zhao Dade and his younger brothers came to a happy conference.

A slap on the ass of this bitch and the stick inserted into her body is clamped.

That's right, even if it's a, you have to make yourself happy.

With a laugh, Zhao Dade grabbed the woman's ass as a support point.

Twitch, twitch hard!

It's really cool to spank this bitch at every turn!

Twitch, twitch, move hard!

Like a male boar, Zhao Dade lay on this woman's body and twitched vigorously and repeatedly.

"Happy True King! mighty, mighty!"

"Mighty, mighty, mighty!"

The younger brother's help made Zhao Dade more interested.

Hit hard, twitch hard! Every now and then, I suck a mouthful of immortal powder! Wow! Fairy day! No, I'm a fairy!

Twitch, hit, hit hard!

The dim light of the oil lamp shone on the woman, and on the men at the same time. Like a boar, lying on a woman's body and twitching constantly. The men around him let out a shrill laugh, screeching like jackals.

The woman does not move, perhaps she is already a corpse, a corpse with only bodily instincts left, a corpse that is still alive.

Why is it so disgusting and filthy that the light continues to shine on this filthy area? Isn't it as the books say, that there is no darkness and squalor under the light?

The rain falls on the righteous as well as on the unrighteous.

Light is just a dead thing, and darkness and light are just man-made subjective cognitions.

The light does not distinguish between dirty and dirty, just as the light shines on the women and on the men.

The same is a dead thing, a dead thing without any emotion.

The sword, unsheathed, approached silently with one hand.

The wind was blowing, and the night breeze was slightly cool, making the flames of the oil lamps in the mouth of the alley sway.

Hands approach, grasping a person's neck.

Click, and the man died.

Catch the collapsed corpse and continue to approach those who are alive.

Little by little, it got closer.

Dead, a lot of people died.

I don't know when, the sound of helping qi beside me has stopped and weakened.

But Zhao Dade didn't notice this, he just continued to stir like a boar.

It's so cool!

By the time he ejaculated his own secretions, consciousness paying a little attention to his body, it was already too late.

Surrounded by the corpses of his little brother who was not wearing clothes, it seemed that he had not been dead for too long.

Before a single spirit could tremble, his body flew backwards passively. A hand grabbed him by the neck and flew backwards, hitting the cold wall.

Who are you? I am a happy and true king! How dare you offend the gods!

His throat was choked and he couldn't speak, but Zhao Dade's eyes could reveal that angry emotion.

The person who grabbed Zhao Dade's neck did not answer, but turned his other hand into a knife and stabbed straight at Zhao Dade's bare chest.

Who are you? I'm a god!

The hand pierced, pierced the epidermis, and bled out.

Who the hell are you!I am the Immortal Emperor! Happy Immortal Emperor!

The hand continued to pierce, bleeding more out.

Ah!! it hurts! lowly mortals let go......

The hand pierced his chest thoroughly, and then ......

A large, beautiful blood-black flower bloomed, like a chrysanthemum in autumn. It was composed of countless blood-black blood vessels, a living flower, a flower that was still devouring Zhao Dade's flesh and blood.

The hand was withdrawn, a large number of blood vessels drilled back into the body, the corpse fell without support, and blood flowed out of the breach in the chest.

Blood flowed all over the ground, but He Shang didn't mind.

He waved his hand, casually shaking the blood off his arm.

Walking forward, He Shang walked in front of the only two living people at the mouth of the alley.

He looked at the unfortunate woman and did not ...... Probably she could be called "girl". For the unfortunate man looked to be only about thirteen years old, bloodless and skinny. Sabu's face was bloodless, and his expression hadn't changed even yet.

The ribs were exposed, and there were scars and whip scars. The underside of the body was also miserable, and some blood was shed.

He Shang looked at this living corpse, looked at this still alive corpse, was silent for a long time, and said, "Do you have any last words?"

It was impossible for He Shang to let her go, because it was likely to leave a series of big troubles.

He is not a saint of great mercy, he is just a man-eating beast.

Wait, wait, the rest is a long, long wait.

After waiting for a long time, He Shang saw her lips squirm and spit out a few mutilated words.

"Kill, die. Let...... I, die. ”

"Good. ”

He Shang nodded, the sword at his waist was drawn, and then he swung a sword.

blood spurts,

(You've done one more superfluous thing.) ）

The demon pupil on the back of his hand looked at the decapitated corpse on the ground, his eyes slightly bored.

"It doesn't matter. ”

(Shh ）