Chapter 581： Endless killing

"I know what you are thinking and I am thinking about what you are thinking. Here, you can be yourself as you like..." The immortal raised his hand and everything around him began to twist and change.

“Here, regardless of the rules of heaven and earth, and all ordinary ethics, you can get everything you want.”

Here, you can indulge your unlimited desires.

Shan Shan is slightly startled.

Infinite, release your own desires? Anything?

He obviously didn't say anything, and the immortal seemed to be able to see through him at a glance.

"Of course, you are not restricted here. You are the king here and you can kill as much as you want..."

“Qi Jue, go ahead, you were not born to be controlled.”

"Release your killing, find yourself in the killing, grow in the killing..."

"Killing is your destination." The immortal's voice seemed to be bewitching, and his ears began to be filled with the cries of countless innocent souls.

He stood in the middle of the white mist in confusion, Qi Jue?

Killing?

Can you be yourself without any scruples?

In the past, the sound of crying and howling in my ears gradually turned into reality.

He seemed to be transformed into a newborn baby girl, who had just cried her first cry in the world, and was carried out in plain clothes without covering her body. No, he was carried out by his calves.

It was very cold and I didn’t even have any clothes on...

It was as if I had entered a mountain and been cut by sharp branches and was covered in blood.

Then, he was thrown out hard.

The fall caused pain all over his body, and a sharp and childish cry came out of his throat.

“You lose money, you bitch, you dare to be reincarnated and come to my house!”

“Tell those losers who want to be reincarnated in my family to kill each one of them!”

"You useless dead girl! You're blocking my son's way!" the man cursed fiercely, threw the baby girl into a ravine full of bones, then turned and left with a curse.

The baby girl cried until her voice became hoarse. She waved her hands and grasped a white bone at some point.

Under the moonlight, Shanshan seems to have become the baby girl who was thrown into the baby ditch at birth, with bones scattered all over the mountains and plains.

Countless young white bones, a small one...

At some point, pairs of green eyes appeared all around.

He waved his fists to drive away the wolves, but the wolves swarmed in, their sharp teeth piercing the tender skin and flesh...

The cries were shrill and tragic.

He felt that his flesh and blood were being torn to pieces, his bones were bitten off, and he felt that his resentment and hatred were almost turning into reality.

He was suddenly freed from the resentment of the baby girl.

The baby girl is him, but not him.

He stood in the white mist, his eyes gradually turned red, kill, kill...

Everyone in this dirty world deserves to die.

As if he turned into a gust of wind, he arrived outside the house where the baby girl was abandoned. You can faintly see the woman in front of the window covering her face and sobbing...

“Xiaoya, my Xiaoya, it’s your mother who is unable to protect you...”

Shanshan stood outside the courtyard gate. At this moment, his face was exactly the same as Qijue's.

He was filled with murderous aura, and he could feel several auras in the room.

All deserve to die.

His desire to burn everything almost overwhelmed him, and only blood could quell the anger in his heart. He walked step by step into the house.

The man was probably drunk, smelled of alcohol, and was swearing.

"Damn girl, are you dead? Why don't you boil some water for me to wash up..." The man cursed with his eyes closed.

Outside the door, a thin little girl was lighting a fire cautiously.

The grandmother next door also spat.

“It’s something that loses money, something that can’t give birth to a son.”

The woman was pale, had just given birth, and was starching clothes in the cold water before confinement.

The people in this courtyard are as weak as ants.

He seemed to be able to take away their lives with just a wave of his hand. He longed to let the hot blood extinguish his anger. His whole body was trembling with excitement. He slowly raised his hand...

His eyes were shining with excitement and bloodthirsty.

The door to some mysterious cruelty seems to have been opened in my bones.

The whole body is screaming for killing and looking forward to the coming killing.

At this moment, he had no sense at all and seemed to be lost in resentment.

He raised his hand and poof...

Warm blood sprinkled on his cheek, and he even stuck out his tongue and licked it slightly, the pleasure in his bones screaming.

He is eager to kill, he is eager to kill a lot!

The man's head rolled to the ground. He raised his feet, kicked his head out of the door, and rolled twice.

His irritability seemed to be instantly smoothed away, and he began to enjoy this kind of comfort.

He walked out of the room and stood at the door of the kitchen.

The thin and frail little girl was crying and lighting the fire: "Dad, I will boil the water right away. Don't beat mom. She just gave birth to a sister..." She muttered something in a low voice, as if she was practicing how to persuade her father and whispered to herself. Courage, cheer yourself up.

"Zhao Di will definitely be able to summon her brother..." She stepped on the stool and filled the wooden bucket with hot water.

As soon as she turned around...

 Then she saw a man dressed in black looking at her coldly.

His pale palms are still dripping with blood...

boom…

The wooden bucket that she had just barely lifted with both hands fell to the ground with a thud, hot water spilled all over the floor, and a cloud of white smoke rose...

“Zhao Di, did you knock something over? You idiot, your family is not enough to defeat you!”

“As useless as your mother!”

"Poor my son, he can't even give birth to a son who broke the pot! It's so unlucky to meet you, a loser." The old lady next door pretended to yell.

Zhaodi fell to the ground in fear. She was so frightened that she couldn't even cry. Her throat seemed to be blocked and she couldn't say a word.

The man in front of him slowly raised his hand...

Zhaodi closed her eyes tightly...trembling nervously.

But she still held on to her fear and said, "No, don't kill my mother... Please, don't kill my mother." Although she was afraid, she still wanted to protect her mother.

The scene in the mourning hall seemed to reappear in my mind when I lost my mind.

as well as…

Lu Chaochao was eyeing him, ready to chop off his head at any time.

Shanshan's whole body was shaken and he suddenly woke up.

He looked at the blood on his fingertips in shock, "It's over, it's over, I killed someone!"

But there seemed to be endless anger clamoring and bewildering him in his mind.

Shanshan struggled to get away from the anger.

He left here with staggering steps.

The killings all over the body cannot be vented, and the anger all over the body cannot be dissipated.

He walked along the long street and saw watchmen, vendors closing their stalls, and fishermen fishing by the river... He couldn't restrain the murderous intention in his heart and his desire to destroy everything.

He was hesitating and struggling...

After a long time.

He appeared in a familiar place.

…

…

The sound of biting the throat became more and more obvious.

 Qi Jue, dressed in black, sat in front of the chicken coop with a cold look on his face, killing the chickens expressionlessly.

Collapse, my heart has already collapsed!

He couldn't even figure out why he was here!

Everything is like a dream but not a dream.

When Shanshan opened his eyes, he felt that his teeth were sore and weak, as if he had been tired all night. (End of chapter)