It turns out that I am already so strong.
Although there are terrain bonus factors, a win is a win.
He, Russell (Dark Night Limited Edition), is also considered a master.
Russell stared blankly at the blood stains on the wall, feeling inexplicably irritated.
The opponent is dead and it's time to go.
But why is it so uncomfortable?
Listening to the sound of the gate being smashed, Russell's heart became more and more irritated.
The heart of Lingtai Dongtian opened his eyes, and the red light flashed inside. The heart lake under the lotus platform did not set off a stormy sea, but turned into ice.
Why is this happening?
Mr. Zhao's rescue was successful. None of the people I led died. The mission was perfect.
Why am I not happy at all?
Russell's eyes were empty. The third gate of the exit was being destroyed, and the noise was getting louder and louder.
The only door in front of you is left.
The thought flashed through Russell's mind.
Let’s go, it’s really time to go.
But Russell's soles seemed to be stuck to the ground.
In the Lingtai Cave, the mind jumps off the lotus platform and stands on the frozen heart lake.
On the ice, starting from the current time point, the scenes he experienced began to play out in reverse.
"The hidden line of the Tang Sect... I think I killed three, or four..." Sanada Yoshinobu's sinister face appeared.
The red light in the mind's eyes grew brighter, and Sanada's old face was instantly shattered by invisible force.
Fellow disciples can rest in peace, they can really leave now.
But scenes from the past are still replaying rapidly.
The decisive battle of the Higashan ninja, the long-range support, the battle of wits with the transformation technique, the guerrilla attack in Mianshan, the escape from the laboratory...
Everything is perfect, but when I think back, why is there no joy at all?
Demon Slayer-Lei: Why is he not moving? Am I stuck here?
Naruto-Orochimaru:......
Naruto-Orochimaru: If you look carefully at his eyes, he should be thinking about something, perhaps enlightening.
Demon Slayer-Lei: Can you achieve enlightenment by killing a ghost? So outrageous? I've killed so many ghosts and I don't feel anything.
Naruto-Orochimaru:......
Naruto-Orochimaru: Between people...
Demon Slayer - Tired: There's a gap, right? Got it, hid it.
Demon Slayer-Lei: So sad.jpg
Russell didn't know what was being discussed in the chat group. His mind was sitting on the ice of the lake in his heart.
The red light in His eyes became darker and darker, and the entire Lingtai cave sky turned crimson.
"Everyone is robbing and killing, why did you kill me!?"
"Why save me? Let me die. The whole village has been swept away..."
"Hey hey hey, the old one is strong and the young one is tender. Do you want a piece - uh..."
No one buries bones on the wild road, and foxes and wolves occupy the ancestral temple. There are no young or old among the refugees, and the gangsters are good scholars...
This is the troubled times Russell experienced along the way from Mianshan back to Tangmen.
Dang dang dang.
The last door was slammed with heavy objects, and the dust from the top of the cellar fell.
There was still no movement from Russell, and the friends in the chat group looked worried.
On the ice surface of Lingtai Cave, the last scene is rendered on the entire heart lake——
Blood flowed like a river, and corpses lay everywhere. The village chief of Luojia Village, his original grandfather, covered his chest, looked at the haystack, and opened and closed his mouth silently: Live, take revenge!
"Even if you go through a hundred kalpas, your work will not be lost. When the fate comes together, the retribution will pay for itself."
Russell murmured to himself, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and his whole body trembled slightly.
"hahahahahahahahahaha……"
The laughter went from low to high, like madness.
In the Lingtai Cave, the red light in Xinshen's eyes turned into two long swords, slashing on the ice of Xinhu Lake.
The sword light shuttled up and down the Heart Lake, slashes splitting the ice, and traces of black air emerged from the cracks in the ice.
As more and more cracks appeared, the ice surface finally shattered, revealing the true appearance of the bottom of the lake.
One by one, weird-looking evil spirits, with red and white scarves tied on their heads, bared their teeth and claws, howling and roaring at the mind.
Xinshen flew to sit on the lotus platform, his eyes wide open with anger. He stretched out his hand, and the sword light was like lightning, moving back and forth among the evil spirits.
The evil spirits howled and turned into black smoke unwillingly.
The door was broken, and Takeshita Shinmon rushed in first. When he saw Russell standing and laughing wildly, his eyes lit up.
He untied the bandage on his right arm, and dozens of purple ghosts floated out from his arm.
Takeshita Shinmon sneered. The man in front of him had an erratic aura. He was either exhausted or mentally unstable.
It was a good time for him to take the head.
Ghost bite!
Takeshita Shinmon rushed in front of Russell with a single stride. The soul of vengeance in his right hand was condensed into his fist, and he swung it out at Russell's heart!
puff.
He punched Russell directly through the sternum and his heart exploded.
"Huh, I finally won't be scolded by Mr. Tuhara."
Takeshita Shinmon breathed a sigh of relief.
"Just in time."
?
Takeshita Shinmon looked at Russell who was still alive in shock, and wanted to pull out his hand, but couldn't!
Russell raised his head, his black and white eyes brighter than before.
Like a lake washed by spring rain, it is calm but full of vitality.
Although he has been killing ghosts and protecting lives all the way, doing everything perfectly, he is still depressed.
Why?
In spiritual practice, people talk about life and everything that is tangible is life and the intangible is nature.
What is sex?
Xing is Qi, spirit, spirit, something out of nothing, the root in the air.
Why nourish one’s nature?
Either remove the false and preserve the true, or see through the world of mortals, or eliminate cause and effect...
People are born different, and so are their natures. Different natures have different ways of cultivating their natures.
Russell's Tao is freedom.
To be uneasy means to be uncomfortable, and to be unhappy is also uncomfortable.
At the moment when Russell killed Sanada, he was upset not because he was unhappy.
Instead, I felt happy and at ease!
I can't touch the Tao, so I am irritated.
From the laboratory to Mianshan, from Mianshan to Chongqing, it’s okay if you can’t do it.
Did you kill as many ninjas as you could in a timely manner?
No!
This is not pleasant. How comfortable is this?
To be self-denial and keep one's mind first, and to focus on completing the task, it is the Tang Sect, not Russell.
Life drain!
"ah!!!"
Takeshita Shinmon screamed, and the arm trapped in Russell's body shrank instantly.
"Rangui!"
He shouted loudly and ordered the innocent soul to rush into Russell.
But, there was no response.
"Impossible, my resentful soul!?"
Takeshita Shinmon had a look of surprise on his face, and then he felt a chill on his neck, and his mind became increasingly dizzy.
Why does that headless corpse next to me look so much like me?
Russell grabbed Takeshita's body and blocked the incoming shuriken.
He took a step forward with his right foot to let go of the incoming Ninja sword. His left hand pointed like a knife and penetrated directly into the throat of the person holding the knife.
Russell grabbed the corpse's cervical spine with his left hand and swung it forward.
He directly smashed the ninja holding the knife forward to the ground, and the two corpses twisted into one.
The ninjas at the exit filed in and rushed towards Russell without fear of death.
Well come.
Russell stretched out white lines from the fingertips of both hands. He dragged the more than ten meters long white line and rushed into the ninja team.
The palms were waved, and the sharp and hard white lines were like swords, cutting the ninja's weapons and flesh together.
The residual limbs and blood flew into the air, and then were entangled by the whirlwind blown out by Russell's fingers, turning into a red mist that covered the body.
The red mist moves and expands rapidly, like a monster, and the looming white lines are its teeth.
It rampaged ferociously, swallowing up the ninjas that rushed in one by one.
The ninja standing at the exit kept swallowing his saliva, his two penises fighting.
Suddenly, someone felt a coldness on their face and reached out to wipe it off. It was blood.
There was a rain of blood on the top of the cellar, and Russell was walking towards them in the rain.
The monster-like red mist behind him meekly turned into his cloak.
The remaining ninjas screamed with fear in their eyes, turned around and ran away.
But before he could run three meters, he was penetrated by the white line shot by Russell and fell to the ground.
The cellar became quiet again, and then a sigh of contentment came out.
"This is so satisfying."
