Seeing Shang Xiuxun very happy, Lu Miaozi also smiled. No matter what, even he is very happy to be able to live a little longer. What's more, seeing his daughter so happy, how could he not be happy.

Maybe he was attracted by this warm and happy scene, or maybe Lin Zhining realized something, he suddenly sat cross-legged, his mind sank into the sea of knowledge, and he began to cultivate.

Lu Miaozi and Shang Xiuxun lamented that Lin Zhining's talent was not only talented, but they each occupied a position to protect the Fa for him. At the same time, it felt incredible, I don't know why, Lin Zhining suddenly had an understanding.

Speaking seriously, Lin Zhining didn't have any feelings, but a forgotten memory of the past came to his heart.

This is by no means a good memory, at least Lin Zhining didn't feel the slightest bit of beauty when these memories surfaced, only all kinds of negative emotions, constantly impacting his heart.

It was the same thing that happened in the previous world, and he was going to go back to his hometown to see what had happened on the way. During that time, things happened that he couldn't accept himself, and eventually became crazy and vicious.

At that time, although he avoided the things that made his hands and feet cold and made him unbearable to witness, there were some things that he could not avoid.

After experiencing the bandits slaughtering the village and the warlord slaughtering the village, Lin Zhining's heart gradually became cold and hardened, he no longer chose to escape, whether the enemy was holding a big knife and spear, or a new firearm, he rushed forward without hesitation.

The scars that kept accumulating on his body did not make him feel afraid, but made him even more crazy and more unscrupulous. The frenzied killing, the accumulation of enemy blood also stained his eyes red, and he almost became a madman who only knew how to kill, and he frantically attacked anyone with weapons he could see.

In my memory, there was no change of time, only endless corpses, blood-stained ground, and the scene of him standing in the sea of corpses with a wooden stick.

In his memory, there is no memory of how many people he killed, only constant punches and kicks, constantly snatching the enemy's weapon, and then inserting it into the enemy's body.

He didn't even know if he had killed innocents indiscriminately, and he didn't know how many people had been killed, and he deserved to die. In short, he was already crazy at that time.

Maybe it was the curse that haunted him, maybe it was the horrible scene he didn't want to think about again, and he had forgotten it as the stars woke him up and prepared to cross over.

He only remembered that he couldn't see it and killed some people, but others, as if it had never happened, he didn't remember anymore.

Only the crazy and bloody eyes, the strange blood-red eyes that became strange and red by the howl of the unjust soul, recorded all this, and it really happened.

This is also the reason why he was able to scare Tao Shusheng at a glance, and in front of such a crazy killing person, a pampered ranch deacon with poor martial arts could not resist the bloody invasion like mountains and seas.

When these memories flooded back, Lin Zhining's body exuded a strong bloody aura and a tragic killing aura. Lu Miaozi and Shang Xiuxun couldn't help but take a few steps back, this feeling was too terrifying, they all looked at Lin Zhining in horror, the scene that seemed to be shrouded in blood mist was terrifying, they seemed to smell blood, and they also saw the stumps and broken arms all over the mountains.

What kind of killing star is this, how many people do you have to kill, so that there will be this kind of blood mist that is like substance, how cold and hard mind is this, so many people can be killed, and you can still talk and laugh with others.

Only then did Shang Xiuxun know that it was not that Tao Shusheng was too wasteful, but that Lin Zhining was too perverted, if it was her, and suddenly encountered this situation, her performance would not be much better than that of Tao Shusheng.

Lu Miaozi was also lamenting Lin Zhining's talent, even though he agreed that Lin Zhining was extraordinary many times, he still couldn't help but sigh. Such killing, such madness, but Lin Zhining was still able to maintain his calmness, this heart, this talent, he had never seen anyone who could do this.

Lin Zhining should actually be glad that if it weren't for what he had seen and heard during this period of time, which made him go further, let him recall these past events, and allow him to calmly observe his past, then he would definitely not be able to avoid the fate of going mad, at least, he would definitely not be able to clear the sharpness in his true qi and the desire to kill in his heart.

He seemed to be looking at the affairs of another unrelated person, looking at the past of another person, except for the discomfort of these memories suddenly erupting, he gradually devoted himself to it, carefully observed, and carefully perceived.

With Lin Zhining's realization, Lu Miaozi and Shang Xiuxun, who were the protectors of the Dharma, were surprised to find that the bloody qi on Lin Zhining's body seemed to be fading, and the thick blood mist that had turned into substance was slowly dissipating.

If when he first met Lin Zhining, Lu Miaozi felt that he was a round of scorching sun, then now Lin Zhining is more like a rising sun, dispelling the haze and cold.

Although the changes in Lin Zhining's body were very fast, compared to his thick and terrifying blood, it was still very slow, and three days passed like this.

In the past three days, seeing that he was gradually improving, Shang Xiuxun had already gone back to preside over the ranch affairs, and only in the evening did he come to see how Lin Zhining was doing.

And Lu Miaozi has always been waiting on the side and has never left. His feelings were also more profound, and he saw the changes in Lin Zhining in his eyes at all.

Today is the third day, and the blood mist on Lin Zhining's body is already imperceptible, thinking about it, he must have gained a lot, and it's time to wake up. (To be continued.) )