Their hands are stretched out face to face, as if they are throwing themselves into their parents' arms to avoid physical pain. On the other hand, their parents were pierced by bones, opened their mouths, leaving blood on the flesh, and the blood and tears in the corners of their eyes were stronger than the blood and tears in the corners of their eyes.

They hate themselves, their powerlessness, their cruelty to the devil, and the injustice of heaven. The resentment that had brought hundreds of people together gradually gathered above them, turning into a dark haze. There are more than a dozen clusters of dark clouds in this sky and counting. The largest of them stretches hundreds of miles and is a neighboring city with a population of hundreds of thousands.

I don't know what I feel in my heart. Although other people's lives have nothing to do with him, even the villagers and village chiefs here don't understand him, and even fear him and hate him. He is really sad. In this world of fish and meat, anything can happen, and any disaster can come quietly without your knowledge.

When the battlefield was hired before he entered the fairyland, he thought that the battlefield was already the most elusive place in the strongest Dongzhou country. He is the King of the Battlefield, an absolute myth, God and my High Guard.

When he first came into contact with the threshold of Xiuxian's world, he went to the peaceful alien world. Even though he was arranged to fight the same alien monsters, World of Warcraft and various enemies, these were all solved by him perfectly , no trace of innocent casualties.

Only at this moment did he truly see the cruelty of the fairy tale world, the selfishness of the elf practitioners, and everything he wanted to do. In the world of Xiuxian, everything is empty, only power is the most important. In the world of Xiuxian, there is power that has everything, even if it is not as powerful as guns, because the weak cannot resist the strong.

After realizing this truth, he really wanted to be strong for once, instead of giving up halfway and confusedly looking for the so-called goal. Now he just wants to live in Xiuxian's world.

Great, the black cat didn't follow me. I can't help but think so.

He took a deep breath of the rich and bloody air to clear his head, exhaled, and walked towards the bodies of the villagers. They needed to be buried, it was the only thing he could do now, so they could rest in peace after death.

Only the growing resentment around him hinders his approach. If he takes a step closer, I believe that the dark clouds of resentment in the sky will fall from the attack and bombard those who prevent them from praying to the sky.

Although the grievances of hundreds of people are not difficult for me to deal with, after all, these are the last willpower of the villagers, and it is difficult for me to eliminate them. After thinking for a while, he threw out the three corpses in my book with a wave of his sleeve. It's red and green devils and black hearts.

The soul of your unjust death will have a generation of heaven to slaughter evil, worship your soul with the head of evil, in vain, and enter reincarnation as soon as possible. After the words fell, three big heads rose into the sky, and the blood of the monks on the three corpses was sprayed out, causing countless resentments. The dark clouds in the sky surrounded the heads and bodies of the three people, making hoarse cries and cries. Screaming and. The sound of tearing and chewing.

I took a few steps back and watched quietly. Until half of the incense was consumed, the resentment gradually dissipated, followed by the scattering of the three corpses. As night falls, the sounds of insects and birds gradually appear around, and the lantern-sized moon shines in the bright red and bloody village, dispersing the last traces of silence.

I walked forward to collect the corpses from the villagers again, but suddenly I turned around in surprise and looked to the side, where there was a complete building. It seems to be where I get my books. Until then, he had paid no attention to its presence, but had only heard its muffled cry.

(There is still one)

There were six or three charming women.

There were survivors, too, though I don't know how they escaped the search for Dan's three old demons, or even if I was taken away, was there something mysterious there?

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