As a saying goes, the deeper you love, the deeper you hate.

When one force transforms into another, it will become more terrible.

The deeper Lin Li worships Qin Xiao, the deeper his hatred is.

When things are extremely extreme, they will naturally become deeper and more terrifying.

Xiaoshuanger is dead, his grandfather is dead, his father is dead, and his mother is also dead. They are all dead in the hands of Qin Xiao, the elder brother whom he adores and respects most.

He died in the hands of Qin Xiao, who was grateful to all of the Lin clan.

Even if he didn't want to believe it any more, he had to believe the fact that he had seen with his own eyes.

Hatred is like a seed. It germinates and grows rapidly under the nourishment of hatred. In a very short time, it grows into a towering tree.

"No --"

"why? Why on earth is that? "

"Qin Xiao, why do you want to do this? I don't understand. I really don't understand."

"Why on earth is it?!!"

He doesn't understand, really does not understand!

Lin Li gave out a hysterical roar, the chest full of endless resentment was about to explode, repressed to the extreme, and could not be more.

Eyes open to see the loved ones to die in front of their eyes, this pain has not been personally experienced, there is no way to feel it.

This is the most painful thing in the world.

For Lin Li, the pain was magnified infinitely.

It never occurred to him that Qin Xiao, the most admired and grateful benefactor, would become the executioner and the murderer of his relatives.

Who can understand the pain?

After killing Lin Li's parents, Qin Xiao was amused by evil spirits. Looking at Lin Li, who had already collapsed, he said, "no, you can kill if you want. You don't need why. If I have to say why, it can only be said that your strength is too weak, you are too weak. For me, you are all the prey under my sword. Let me take it and kill it at will. "

You are too weak, you are too weak!

Prey?

Do you want it?

Cut and kill?

What's the difference between this and mole ants?

A hit hit hit hard hit in the hearts of the forest, so that he can't speak out of pain.

Lin Li's eyes were red, and he was completely mad. He had already collapsed. He rushed to Qin Xiao recklessly and killed him. The sword roared with a roaring hatred: "qinxiao, I'll kill you, kill you!"

But how can he be Qin Xiao's opponent no matter how strong he is?

So before he killed Qin Xiao, he was easily defeated by Qin Xiao. He flew out for dozens of Zhang and then fell to the ground, smashing down a wall.

It seems to be incomparably embarrassed.

Lin Li struggled to get up, but a mouthful of blood directly spurted out, so that he could not help but kneel down on one knee.

His anger became desperate!

"Why, why, why --"

he was still saying something in his mouth, which could not be broken.

Qin Xiao tut shook his head with his mouth, and pondered more seriously: "angry? Angry? Hate me? Hum, but what's the use of that? You don't have the strength to compete with me. In my eyes, you are just a stronger mole ant. What's the difference between killing you and killing an ant? "

"Now, I'm going to continue to kill, killing 100, 000 people of your Lin clan, and kill them happily."

"Ha ha ha ha, I want you to see the people of your Lin clan die before your eyes, and you can't do anything about it."

"No, no, no, no, no, no --"

Lin Li again made a roaring sound, kneeling on the ground, his hands on the floor to scratch blood out.

"Qin Xiao, I hate you, I hate you!"

Qin Xiao did what he said. His butcher's knife was so sharp that he died under his sword.

Lin's tribe also immediately fell into a chaos, blood light into the sky, howling.

Voices of despair echoed through the sky.

Beg for mercy, unwilling voice, broken curse, angry voice can be heard without end.

But nothing can stop this happening.

Lin Li's throat was hoarse, his seven orifices were bleeding, and he collapsed there completely. Tan sat on the ground and could only watch it happen, but he had no way to stop it.

Only an hour later, Lin's tribe was already dilapidated and littered with corpses.

All of them died under the sword of Qin Xiao.

The dense red enveloped the whole Lin tribe. It was so bloody that people couldn't breathe. The sky turned red.How tragic is it that all the 100000 people have been washed with blood?

This war is far more tragic, bloody and terrifying than the two previous wars.

The original vibrant Lin clan fell into hell from heaven in an instant.

And Lin Li watched all this happen with his own eyes, and watched the people die in front of him. Who can know this kind of pain?

Who can understand this hatred?

Walking on the corpse, stained with blood, Qin Xiao came to Lin Li side step by step.

Lin Li didn't have much strength, but when he saw Qin Xiao coming, he was still struggling to get up. He was still gnashing his teeth. His eyes were wide and his excitement was incomparable. He made a hoarse voice: "you kill me, kill me!"

Death, in fact, is not terrible.

The feeling that life is not like death is the bitterness of the world.

At this time, Lin Li was already a man of thought and ashes. He only wanted to die and to be free. Living, to him, has no meaning.

His relatives, his people are all dead, he is still living alone, what is the significance.

He felt his life was dark.

"Want to die?" Qin Xiao began to laugh: "it's not so easy to want to die. I just want you to be better than dead. I want you to live in this endless pain all your life. I will make you wake up from nightmares every day, and you can't sleep every day. As long as you close your eyes, it will be a bloody scene in front of you. It will be a picture of your relatives, your people dying in front of you one by one, but you can't do anything about it. "

"I want you to remember, never forget, and live in pain."

"And this is my punishment for you, my game for you."

Punishment?

Games?

It turns out that he is just a chess piece in other people's games. How ridiculous and pathetic is it?

Before everything is false, is to pretend.

It's ridiculous. It's ridiculous.

Why is he so stupid?

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. I won't do what you want. You live, is the best punishment for you. Of course, you can come to me for revenge, and I will wait for you, for fear that you do not have this strength. " Qin Xiao once again said a word, and then turned to leave.

With a hundred thousand dead people of Lin's tribe, he left smartly.

Looking at the far away figure, gradually away, but he has no way to do anything.

In addition to hate in the heart or hate, but in addition to hate him, what can he do?

He can't do it. He can't do anything.

He wants to die, he wants to die!