"Child? What you said really surprised me. Do you still remember the first time you met me?" Qianjie didn't want to hide the sarcasm on his lips.
"That was the first time I entered the headquarters of the Holy Spirit Cult as a slave. They cleaned me up, and I saw them setting off fireworks with my own eyes." Without waiting for the reaction of the old woman sitting on the chair in the room, Qianjie Then he started talking to himself.
"They set up a big pot again and stripped off the clothes of the child in front of me." He still had a smile on his lips, but it was not a kind one. "The child who had been supporting each other in the slave caravan seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit. , said goodbye to me with a happy face, telling me that he was about to become a noble servant.
"Then he walked into hell amidst the weird chanting, and the fireworks burned his skin. He finally realized what I was shouting. As he cried, you screamed more and more happily.
“It wasn’t until the crying stopped and the disgusting aroma filled the entire space that you walked out of the darkness, placed it on a high platform covered with spices, and loudly announced that everyone could eat it.
"So I saw people kneeling down, sincerely praising the Holy Emperor for his broad mind, and that the believers would faithfully sacrifice themselves again.
"I will be next." He looked at the old woman in front of him seriously, "I escaped, and you just let me run away like you were watching the prey struggle, until I escaped into the arena and captured the prize amidst a bunch of crazy cheers. First, I can finally live a little longer.
"But now you come and tell me: Don't harm the child..." Qianjie tried hard to hold back his laughter, "Supreme Leader, can we show some respect? Your child is still a child even if he is a super Douluo in his eighties. Someone else’s real child is a noble sacrifice?”
This is really crazy.
But he is not Zhong Liwu, and he and the old woman in front of him are not from the same faction in the Holy Spirit Cult. There is no need to maintain any respect for the strong - the other party never has a good look at him, so there is really no need to show shame to each other.
"You should maintain the most basic respect for the strong!" The skeletal scepter slammed into the tiles, causing waves of ringing sounds that were either sweet or harsh, and the reddish blood light followed. The sound trail begins to spread.
boom!
The decorative floor tiles were shattered all over the floor. Qianjie tried hard to lift up his face, which was bleeding from all the orifices, despite the pressure, and looked at this insane man who could be called the number one in the world with a smile on his face.
This is very inconsistent with his usual style of not having conflicts with others, and the object of the conflict is still an extremely strong person, but the so-called style can only be used when facing normal people.
There is no way to talk about style and sophistication with a psychopath, and it is even more impossible to talk about it when this psychopath is the ultimate extreme of violence in mainland China.
Even if Qianjie was respectful and shouted affectionately to his grandmother and sister, this lunatic would find any reason to whip him to the ground - most likely it would be because of the majesty of the strong. This excuse was too good to use.
It’s not just a day or two that a lunatic can’t see Qianjie in his eyes.
Then there is no need to feel wronged to yourself.
"Long Xiaoyao and that bitch Demon Emperor are not here, and no one will know if I kill you today." From Qianjie's perspective, a hazy dark red mist enveloped the old woman's face, making it difficult to see her expression. how.
Probably angry or proud.
Qianjie said nothing, still smiling at all times.
"Is this the girl you want to take away against the Holy Emperor's will?" Obviously Ye Xishui couldn't kill Qianjie here as she said in her words, so she looked at the red mist. In another corner of the room, there was a blue-haired girl who was also oppressed to the point of being unable to get up.
"I don't have to pursue the crime of disobeying the Holy Emperor's will, but she must join the Holy Cult!" That's what she said, but she didn't arrest people directly as she said in the book, she still just watched.
"You can give it a try." Qianjie finally spoke again, but his tone was still relatively relaxed.
Occasional intelligence leaks may not necessarily lead to hostility, but may also be goodwill - the psychosis in front of him may really kill him due to cerebral edema, but before the so-called Holy Emperor issues a new order, he will never treat Huo Yulin took action and didn't even dare to force Huo Yulin to do anything.
The person the Holy Emperor went to great lengths to acquire.
But as long as Huo Yulin is immortal and the Holy Spirit Cult does not dare to force him to take the martial soul oath, then there will be room for maneuver - the Sun and Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Cult are allies, but only allies.
Don't look at Xu Tianran's screams of fucking grandma at every turn, but he won't hesitate because of the title when he really starts to take action; Mingdetang will never give up his vigilance against the Holy Spirit Cult just because of his status as an ally, and the evil soul masters The essence is still to feed on chaos.
The essence of a country's existence is order.
The terrifying silence eroded the room, and it was also eroding the three people in the room. Qianjie is still smiling, Huo Yulin is still vigilant, Ye Xishui...
It's really hard to tell anything about the face shrouded in red mist.
"Now the Holy Cult no longer has the ritual of using children as sacrifices." It seemed that Qianjie's ridicule finally had some effect. The pressure that enveloped the room suddenly lightened. Ye Xishui paused for a while and then slowly spoke, There was a hint of discussion in his tone.
Maybe she was thinking of something.
"What's wrong with you, Master Taishang? Wasn't it forbidden by the Demon Emperor?" Qianjie stood up and wiped his face with his hand.
A soul beast banned the persecution of children in a group of humans. This sounds like a joke from hell, but it is a fact - compared to the evil soul masters who always have a one-page household registration, the Demon Emperor can at least register in the household registration. Write two pages in this book. When someone gives advice in the name of "child", as a mother, she can listen.
At least it's better than the psychopath in front of me who feels like a "mother".
The scepter of the White Bones was raised high again, but it never came down.
"Are you worthy of Long Xiaoyao by doing this?!" Ye Xishui's chest visibly rose and fell several times.
When preparing to carry out certain actions, there is not much that Zhong Liwu can do, and correspondingly, there is not much that he can influence - when the actual action using words as a sword is carried out, the person who can make the decision is the person in front of him.
This silver-haired boy had never pleased her in the Holy Spirit Church.
It is meaningless to kill this former candidate for the Holy Son here, or rather it is impossible to kill him.
Because the carrier of words does not have to be only one person, nor is it necessarily the mouth - the words or the blue-haired girl next to him, or Mingdetang, there is always a way to carry out what needs to be done.
Killing is the real fight to the death.
"Where did you get the information from?! Munn?!" Ye Xishui suddenly reacted when he mentioned Long Xiaoyao, and grabbed Qianjie's collar.
She has descendants other than Zhong Liwu and a child with Long Xiaoyao.
The secret bloodline should not be known to outsiders. There are only two people on this earth who hold this secret: Munn and herself.
Even Long Xiaoyao, another source of blood, has been kept in the dark.
"No, Munn won't." Then she began to shake her head in denial, "Moon loves me so much, he will not break his promise."
"What do you think?" Qianjie looked at the hand on his chest that was like a dead branch, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
Neuropathy.
There is never a shortage of people on this earth who regard love as the meaning of life. Occasionally, there are one or two people who use death to pursue the purity of love and freedom from shackles; there are also people who are lost in the stars because of good conditions. Himself, the "monsters" who have lost their self-judgment.
But this is only one example of neurosis born from the combination of the two.
He didn't need to explain anything to the psycho, and he didn't even bother to use the excuse of divination - it was all part of the plan.
The psycho also let go of his hand, obviously falling into some kind of self-doubt. He rushed out of the window with a scream and boundless bloody smell, and bumped into an unknown figure, bringing with it a rain of blood and broken meat. The moonlight filled the sky.
And there are faint figures scattered in the sky.
Someone is already waiting.
"Yulin, help me wash my face first." Qianjie struggled to stand up and smiled at Huo Yulin, who also stood up on the other side. Entering the bathroom could not be faster than directly flushing his face with cold water.
There is a big show to watch next. Don't be slovenly when watching the show. You must have a neat appearance.
People should always have a sense of ritual.
Wow~
"Brother, is this person Ye Xishui, the supreme leader of the Holy Spirit Sect?" When the sound of water sounded, Huo Yulin's doubtful question came up in his mind.
One thing that is more difficult to be confident about is that the lunatic Ye Xishui has not introduced himself since he entered the room, and Qianjie did not bother to introduce him.
They were talking to themselves the whole time.
"Yes." The cool water poured down on Qianjie's upturned face, washing away the dust.
If the blood is not used, it will return to the body on its own.
"Is she here?" The temperature of the water suddenly dropped a little, and it was obvious that the girl's mood fluctuated.
Also, anyone who encounters such an extremely powerful person who doesn't look normal will feel trembling in their heart.
"As you can see, she feels that her 'children' should not be harmed."
"..." Withdrawing the water from his fingertips, Huo Yulin looked at Qianjie's face, and a trace of confusion flashed across his face, "So, brother, what did you do again?"
"But she forgot that her surname is not Tang, nor is her child's surname Tang." Qianjie stood up and looked out the window, but the words in his mouth did not answer the question.
It was also raining heavily outside the window, blood-colored rain.
There are also some body parts mixed in.
Just for a moment, another person died.
Huo Yulin's eyesight was very good, and he recognized a piece of information from the pieces of clothing that had been soaked in dark red with blood: those were the clothes of a certain Shrek teacher, clothes that could only be worn by teachers with titles.
"Your brother, I didn't do much, I just told a piece of information that shouldn't be known to outsiders." The smile on the corner of Qianjie's mouth looked sarcastic, but the golden pupils he opened were filled with some kind of indescribable emotion. "Then a certain 'child' who had always been resentful towards his mother passed this information to his mother."
When information that should only be known to two people becomes known to outsiders, and when his real "child" who is supposed to be in the light is at risk of being pulled into the darkness, what will a psycho do?
She would immediately come to Mingdou City to try to stop this, but she would immediately realize that another person had betrayed him.
The order of these two events should have been reversed. First, it was realized that the other person had betrayed her, and then she came to Mingdou City. Her "child" and the other person were both in Mingdou City.
I just didn't expect that she really didn't react according to normal people's logic.
However, it is not difficult to understand. A neurotic who relies on the emotional emotion of love as the meaning of survival has always had a different logic from others: in her subconscious, there is no possibility of betrayal by another person. Compared with rational inference, she is more Trust the emotional orientation.
The order doesn't matter, the result is the same, and the logical direction does not cease to exist just because you ignore it - it doesn't matter if you keep ignoring it. There will always be someone from Qianjie or Zhongliwu who will open up this logic.
What could be more shocking than the confession of the leader of the Holy Spirit Church?
Is there any fact that is more convincing than what the person involved himself says?
No.
She would have said it herself.
She is a person who is so emotional that she ignores logic, even if she is at her limit.
Everything she does will only act according to her own emotions. She can make up her mind to destroy the world because she feels that the world is full of ill will toward her; she can also give up the "plan to destroy the world" that she has been working on for decades because of a moment of emotion...
She could not accept the fact of betrayal even more than the so-called "child".
Normal people can't accept it, let alone a psychopath.
In fact, she has never loved anyone - if she really wanted to love, she would not sit back and watch Long Xiaoyao go from a dark holy dragon with a bright future to being detained by her moral sense and herself to become a top double-flower red stick of the Holy Spirit Sect, nor would she Before Demon King Zhang Peng came into contact with Long Xiaoyao, Long Xiaoyao had no involvement in any management affairs of the Holy Spirit Religion;
An obvious fact: Long Xiaoyao is obviously a person who doesn't care much about his lover's past. He can even give Zhong Liwu a hand just because he is a child.
But Ye Xishui cares. She has been complaining about herself for countless years like a lunatic, not caring about any feelings or love around her.
She doesn't care about any "children" either.
She just felt that she should care, should care about that self-impression.
She'll tell it herself.
Qianjie lowered his eyes, but he was not worthy of the two old men among them.
…
"Moon! You betrayed me!" As the rain of human bodies in the sky fell to the ground, an almost desperate scream resounded throughout Ming Dou City.
The nearby hotel building stood motionless, and even the entire Ming Dou City fell into a silence as if the space was imprisoned.
At the moment when the unknown Shrek's title turned into a rain of blood, two silver moons had already risen into the sky, and the silver moonlight drawn by them trapped all of Ye Xishui's influence within a fixed range.
Going out twice in a short period of time in one day is tiring for the elderly.
But the sound did come out.
Then the sky really fell into a weird silence, and countless vague eyes came through the night to the Shrek camp that was also standing in the sky, and those who were closer moved slightly outward.
——The powerful old woman in front of me, whose appearance is unclear, looks like an evil soul master.
He has an agreement with the evil soul master, and that designation is not a good person - regardless of what is going on in reality, in private, no one will have much involvement with the evil soul master, and the evil soul masters will also have a tacit understanding. Adhere to this point and try not to get into the obvious.
On the other hand, if an extreme-level evil soul master is so angry that he shouts the word "promise" in the presence of countless ordinary people and most soul masters, how good is the relationship and how deep is the cooperation?
So that when betrayal occurs, the most powerful person cannot bear it emotionally?
At least those present included Sun and Moon, who really cooperated with the evil soul master. They claimed to have no such energy and no such value.
"How can you believe the evil soul master's words?" Shrek was naturally aware of the silence at the scene.
No one answered, and no one came forward to ask. Even in the evening, Kong Deming, who had a nose-not-nose-eyes-not-an-eyes relationship with Shrek, and who was always yin and yang, remained silent in the face of Yan Shaozhe's righteous words. Don't go too far.
The words of the evil soul master are naturally not worthy of any trust.
——But no matter how outrageous the words said by the extreme strong are, they must be taken seriously.
Even if they all have some guesses about the identity of the extremely powerful evil soul master in front of them, even if some of them know the Supreme Leader of the Holy Spirit Cult.
But what makes people a little bit concerned is why when Shrek spoke, the evil soul master stopped moving?
Just standing in the air and shaking slightly?
"My child, my child, come to your mother's side quickly. A treacherous person like Moon can no longer protect you!" The next moment, the bloody aura suddenly rushed in the direction of Shrek's camp, rushing towards the step forward. Yan Shaozhe spoke.
But as he approached, he stopped strangely, as if time had been suspended. He stretched out his hand with a gentle tone, and slowly touched Yan Shaozhe's face. At the same time, the red mist on his face dispersed, revealing the face of an old woman. .
With kindness.
Yan Shaozhe was also strangely motionless, as if he was imprisoned and motionless.
Let's see...
When the strings of reason are broken, she will speak out herself.
This time no one looked away, and everyone looked at Shrek with a hint of shock and disbelief.
No, your old boss and external spokesperson of Shrek is the child of an evil soul master? !
What international joke are you kidding?
"Is a mere evil soul master trying to tarnish the glory of Shrek?!" Incredible, of course, there are also Shrek's people.
A huge khaki monster appeared in the air, with the horns on its head hitting Ye Xishui not far away while speaking.
It's Xuanzi.
Ye Xishui turned his head, anger at being disturbed appeared on his face.
boom! ! !
But not only did the earth-yellow monster collide with the huge blood claw, but there was also a black shadow flying backwards.
It's an evil soul master.
The man whose whole body is burning with hot flames stands in the sky, like a phoenix spreading its wings and about to fly.
"Even if you are an extreme person, you should not insult my parents so shamelessly!"
"Cough cough cough..." A violent cough came out of his mouth, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, staining the clothes on his chest.
It could be seen that Ye Xishui was indeed not on guard against Yan Shaozhe.
Perhaps as a level ninety-five super Douluo, injuring a level ninety-nine person was something worth boasting about, but Yan Shaozhe obviously had no such idea now. He was breathing heavily, with a look in his eyes. With rage and deep disgust.
"I'm still too tolerant of you!" Ye Xishui didn't either.
Is the mother pleased with her child's growth? Nothing, just offended rage and disbelief.
See, she never loved the so-called "children."
The giant bloody shadow slowly solidifying behind her represented her will, as well as the red soul ring that shone brightly in the dark night.
The sky is already filled with various shining halos.
"Stay back, this is not an opponent you can handle." The old hand held down the furious Yan Shaozhe.
Turning his head, Moon was looking at the old woman with a complicated expression.
Yan Shaozhe's anger paused, and he carefully stared at Munn's complex expression. Finally, he glanced in disbelief at the old woman who was also on the verge of rage. He lowered his head deeply and took a few steps back.
He still has sense and knows how much impact it will have if he asks the questions he wants to ask in this environment.
"Moon, what else do you have to say?!" When the rightful owner appeared, Ye Xishui's rage escalated to a higher level again.
"Everyone, the evil soul master is a great danger to the world, let alone an evil soul master of the extreme level. We should work together to eliminate such a great harm." Mu En raised his hand expressionlessly, and there was a light coming from the old man's face. Rising from the body, there is also a dragon's power swinging in the sky.
A trace of disbelief flashed across Ye Xishui's face, and then boundless rage arose, "Why don't you even bother to explain, are you really betrayed?!"
What came in exchange was a loud dragon roar.
Justify, refute, reminisce...
There is no use in placing hope on words, especially when facing this woman.
She only believes in what she understands.
He always knew.
The two silver-gray balls beside Kong Deming began to rotate slowly, and the starlight belonging to the soul cannon also lit up on the ground not far away.
Like stars adorning the silver moon.
Therefore, he has been serving as the safety valve for the cooperation between the Sun Moon Empire and the Holy Spirit Religion.
Not because of strength, nor because of justice or evil...
But Te Miao is too stupid, and his emotions have no logic, but his emotions can be guided artificially.
It’s too easy for people to act based on their emotions.
With such a boss, don't ask why the Holy Spirit Sect clearly occupies an absolute advantage in the Douluo Three Kingdoms, but has been suppressed in darkness by the joint efforts of all parties, and even has no name.
Three kinds of light appeared rarely in the dark night, like the sun, moon and stars appearing together.
There was silence.
…
"What happened yesterday?" At the players' preparation table, Wang Dong'er finally couldn't help the strange sights around her, and approached Qianjie and asked.
So weird.
She could still understand the Noumenon Sect that appeared in the evening, but what was going on with the Ultimate Evil Soul Master that appeared in the evening?
When he was in the Mingdou Mountains, didn't Xuanzi say that evil soul masters were just rats in the gutter and were not strong?
What happened to the roar last night?
I can't bear it anymore. I need to adjust my sleep.
(End of chapter)
