Chapter 1: Skilled Death Skills (1)

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One day at the beginning of January, the cold wind and snowflakes whistled by, and the huge world was rendered as a vast and gloomy place.

In Limbo City, the tattered one, huddled in a corner with his hands rolled, trying to clump himself into a ball.

Boundless pain came to him, and he was powerless to resist, so he could only grit his teeth and endure it.

There were five or six big men standing around him, and they crackled and beat him all the time, until he was snot and tears, and he couldn't wait to be reincarnated immediately.

"His uncle, if you have the ability to kill me, anyway, you will be buried with you, and you will not lose!"

"I swear, if you can't kill me, I'll steal until you go bankrupt!"

"Come on!"

......

He provoked unscrupulously, and said such things as if he had rehearsed them thousands of times, and he came casually.

In fact, he spent every day in beatings and provocations, and he had already perfected his death-seeking skills.

"Phew, dog, every time I say these few words, it's light, grandpa's life is expensive! I can't kill you, I can beat you to death!"

"The stubborn waste should be scrapped, I will make you arrogant and make you ...... crazy"

"Let grandpa teach you to be a good man, you turtle grandson!"

......

The more the big men talked, the more energetic they became, and they kicked harder and harder. In the cold winter, I saw a layer of white mist rising from their heads, but sweat came out.

Any one is like a lump of dead meat, and after the other party has rubbed enough, it is abandoned in the foot of the wall.

As the hours passed, the sky was covered with snow, and there were no pedestrians in the four fields, and no one in the world cared about what was covered under the snow.

Between heaven and earth, it is so white and translucent, and there is no trace of dirt in sight.

It wasn't until the sound of the husband's bang sounded that Ren finally opened his eyes that were covered in ice and snow, shook his head a little dizzy, and looked around blankly, a cold wind blew, and he couldn't help but shiver.

At this time, it was already the third watch in the middle of the night, and touching his somewhat swollen legs, he sighed, "It's all like this, I still can't die, the thief is really blind." ”

He shivered and took out a lump of raw meat in his sleeve, because it was cold, he had already frozen a little stiff, and he didn't have any appetite at all.

However, he still did not hesitate to stuff it into his mouth and chew it out.

He had gone to great lengths to steal it from that pork stand. The wandering life has long made him accustomed to eating raw food.

Remembering that when he was young, he used to be the eldest young master who came to stretch out his hands and eat to open his mouth, how could he have suffered such bitterness from the world? He couldn't help but sigh.

It was still the day when he had just been full moon, and a Taoist priest from the wandering side suddenly came to the door to ask for drink, and after seeing his face, the wine cup shattered, and he sat on the ground, panicked: "Broom star, it is actually a broom star was born! Throw him away, throw him away!"

He looked so panicked that it scared anyone's family.

However, after all, Ren is a man, the first heir in the family, and the young parents are a little reluctant, so they choose to conceal the divination of the Taoist and raise him by their side.

After that, strange things happened frequently, first the family business slowly shrank, and life became difficult. Then, the originally prosperous big family also became difficult to have children, and there was no successor.

When he barely grew to the age of seven, in just three months, the respected elders in the family passed away inexplicably.

The rumor that he was a broom star could no longer be covered, and all the sins were pulled out, forcibly put on his head, and he was swept away after being stripped of his name.

As a young man, he suddenly went from heaven to hell, suffering from the vicissitudes of life.

Finally survived to the age of eighteen, coinciding with the opening of the Divine Spirit Sect to accept disciples, he begged all the way, starved for three days and three nights, and the result of the test was that he was a peerless body, and he had no qualifications to practice in this life.

If you are born hopeless, you might as well go back!

In desperation, he chose many ways to die:

The rope doesn't seem to be able to withstand him, and there is always an accident when he is about to lose his breath, either the beam of the house is broken, or the branch is broken, or the rope is broken.

In short, if everything is broken, it is just that people can't break their breath.

Drowning? His trick dog planing is okay, out of instinct he always has to flutter twice, and he wants to be choked to death, and it is really difficult without external help.

Poison? That's not something he can get his hands on as a beggar, and it's being controlled by the officials. No matter how greedy he is, he can only stare dryly, who makes him so shabby that he can't even enter the door of the pharmacy.

He was so poor that he couldn't even afford to beat flints, and he was not worth a penny when he used it all over his body.

He changed a lot of desolate and uninhabited places, quietly waiting to die, but there was always food delivered to his door for various reasons.

There are passing merchants, wealthy dignitaries, and kind and beautiful daughters, and they can always have a chance encounter with him in the rugged corners.

To eat or not to eat, this kind of torture was too tormenting, he gritted his teeth and chose to feast.

......

If it is many times, it will be almost a thousand cuts, and the brutal death method of five horses splitting the corpses, he does not dare to try, and everything else is already hopeless, so he lives in secret!

The feeling of fullness made him sigh with relief, and slowly moved his body, ready to find a warm place to cat for the night.

"Don't run!

In the silence of the night, a roar startled him.

As far as he could see, it was a group of men in black chasing a slender figure towards him. The other party has a bright weapon in his hand, and it is not a good stubble at first glance.

"Hiss~~~My mother~~~"

He gasped and limped forward.

However, the remnants of his body dragged him down, and he was soon caught up by a slender figure, pulled him by the hand, and threw him at the man in black like a broken sandbag.

"Ah~~Ahhh~~ Help!"

The rapid glide frightened him, and he couldn't help but let out an earth-shattering ghost scream.

The slender figure was not bad, and he just bumped into the two men in black so straight.

Although he is not fat, he can't stand his tall stature, and the two men in black are very unlucky, one was hit by his head and had a nosebleed, and the other was knocked down by his buttocks, and two teeth flew off.

Before the two of them had time to go crazy, they saw a blade coming out of their abdomen, and after being stunned for a while, they were killed on the spot.

But it was the moment they paused, and the people who caught up behind did not react in time, and the knife stabbed directly into the bodies of the two people.

"Hey, hey, uncle!"

Realizing that he had a big deal, he wanted to run whenever he turned around.

He didn't want to live, but he was insensitive to this bloody death.

The two remaining accomplices of the man in black turned their anger on him and scolded viciously, "Bastard!

Even if it was dark, the bright big knife in the other party's hand stabbed anyone under the reflection of the snow, and he wailed in his heart, "My life is over!"

But at this moment of lightning, the sound of "whoosh, whoosh......" was endless, but the dull sound of breaking the air came continuously.

I only heard two "poofs", and the two big knives fell to the ground one after another, sticking diagonally into the snow, and then the angry roar of the man in black came, "Who?

"Me!"

Out of the dark shadow on the side of the road came a figure with a thin veil on his face, but it was a slender figure who had just run away, and he had lurked back again.

Her voice is crisp and pleasant, like the cry of a yellow warbler, but it is the feeling of a young girl.

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