Fighting Soul Clan Emperor

The severe cold weather has nothing to do with Soul Xingmeng. The accumulated branches in the darkness completely cut off the cold air from the outside world. In just an instant, the world turned, and malice began to surge out of the air, making the sun and the moon pale. Make the world miserable.

Full of blood and scorched earth, betrayal and revenge, crying and death, all kinds of hellish scenes immediately flooded the capital with the appearance of "someone", and there was no hope.All weak beings can only struggle in pain and lose their lives.

"Help... help..."

It was a girl about nine years old, who ran over crying and stretched out her hand to Hun Xingmeng. The girl had long black hair and looked very gentle and pleasant.

Suddenly, her chest was pierced, and in the next instant, the blood flew into the air like a geyser, and the girl's legs went limp, and she fell forward.The disgusting smell of blood sprinkled on Hun Xingmeng.

"It stinks."

After throwing down a sentence without seriousness, Hun Xingmeng continued to move forward without haste, and the more he walked forward, the more intense the maliciousness and killing intent became.In this world, apart from Tuoshe, there is only one existence with such strength that can pour out killing intent on him.

Towards the front, Soul Xing Meng stepped forward, stepping on the path of the ancient Bodhi tree made of human corpses. For being killed and trampled on, the corpses should have hatred engraved in the depths of their souls—now even the air There was a faint tingling sensation everywhere.

Ordinary people just stay in this space surrounded by trees, and their bodies will feel as if they are burning, and they will be turned into nothingness when they are blown by the wind like sandpaper.The remaining corpses were scattered like dust, arranged one after the other, over and over again, until they covered the ground, made up the roads, and woven into a veritable place of bones, like a film set on burning film.

However, for Soul Xingmeng, the thick and disgusting air has a sense of comfort that he is about to fall asleep. It is so wonderful to absorb the sweet juice with the whole body.

Such a smelly road is very suitable for me.

Hun Xingmeng is very self-conscious. What he does on a daily basis, everything he does, is no different from stepping on these fecal-smelling corpses.

The world will continue to emit this stench forever, and the only ones who will sympathize with these people under their feet are those who shout "justice" and "peace".

Killing while laughing, killing while belittling others, is like opening a path.Relatives, friends, and enemies will all disappear on this road, and death will take everyone away fairly and mercilessly.

Comrade Lu Xun was right. There are no roads in the world, and the roads are paved with human corpses.

Since death is unavoidable, why not start enjoying it—Hun Xingmeng once again felt the joy of blessing, fighting and death, which he did not expect to feel before meeting Tuoshe.

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The ever-changing clouds, the clear sky, the fresh air, and the warm sunshine, these are the beautiful scenery of nature... The world is beautiful - that person once said so.

The ancient Bodhi tree...it should be called Bodhi now. She has black hair like a trickling stream and a face with deep contours. There is a natural lust in her waist, and her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque.But the most attractive thing is her unique temperament, which is fresh and accompanied by a dark feeling, as wide and deep as a swamp.

Her eyes stared directly at "Lu", with the feeling of wanting to see the person she misses day and night soon.

Why do you want to see him?Why do you want to be with him? ——For this question that has been asked countless times in my mind, Bodhi's final answer is...it must be the so-called love, right?That is the emotion that is destined to have nothing to do with oneself, the emotion that only very intelligent creatures have.

At the same time as he realized this, the emotion in the "heart" in his soft body rolled up a dark vortex.

What is love?Some people say that love is a curse, which may kill you.Some people say that the essence of love is a chemical reaction, a feeling produced by the special smell emitted by hormones and hormones, which is recognized by the brain and knows its preferences.

But Bodhi can't understand that the source of her emotions is black mud, all the malignity in the world, the cursed things that destroy the world, and the beautiful emotional wishes will also be realized in the form of malice.

This is what is known as Bodhi, she is officially separated from things, and the key to having emotions is evil. Bodhi undoubtedly has the human mind, the touch of a lover, the happy smile and the sad tears.But the darkness contained in her heart is the most critical part of her emotions.

That's right, the collapse of everything is so beautiful, the suffering people are so cute, and the look of despair is so joyful.

As the saying goes, the depth of love is the depth of darkness.

If this surging emotion can be called "love", then giving the other party despair and death is undoubtedly the way to express the highest love to the other party.At this moment, Bodhi understood the essence of love and the way to realize love.

"His desperation and his sighs... amuse me?"

I can't help but say it, just imagining the scene of killing him, my chest can't stop throbbing, and I feel a kind of joy that I almost cry.

But... what if Hun Xing Meng escaped?Just like those people.

No, no, he's not like everyone else.He will definitely praise me and appreciate me.After all, I came here to love him, to kill him, and it is impossible for him to escape——

With such an uneasy mood, Bodhi decided to perform Tree Realm Arrival to ensure that the other party would not leave.

But thinking about it now, it was really a childish move. He obviously didn't leave, but came straight to his side.

Ah...the other party has already appeared in front of him.Looking at the face of Hun Xing Meng from a distance that can be seen by the naked eye, Bodhi's thinking stopped.

Bodhi's nasal cavity was tickled by the smell on the other party's body - smelling this smell, she felt as if she was being hugged tenderly by him, and felt very happy.

The other party also looked directly at her, and in that look, all the emotions such as strong madness, joy, and murderous intent were all mixed together——noticing that the other party was also full of "love", Bodhi's heart thumped. sound.

The passionate emotion even caused her ribs to tighten suddenly, and her heart rate increased sharply—Bodhi looked at him blushingly while feeling the throbbing in her chest that continued to roar.

After several years, the two finally met again under circumstances that no one expected.Even if the sun and the moon change and the appearance changes, they can still recognize each other immediately.

Although the two parties have only met each other a few times, there is no longer any need to communicate with each other. The joy and killing intent between each other already speaks for itself.

Thus, the most distorted love in the world turned into killing intent, and a brutal fight began.

ps: Hmm~~~~ I always feel that the mentality of a sick girl is like this, it is really difficult to describe the psychology of a sick girl.