One Eyed Monster

Suddenly, this kind of loss began to permeate the whole atmosphere. In an instant, Kuitulan felt that his plan was half successful.

The feeling of loss made Ghost's pride disappear without a trace, and it seemed that the entire sky was dimmed because of this feeling of loss. Slowly, the ghost began to narrate. This feeling of loss made him very sad, and the sadness reminded him of the past, which can always stimulate his heart.

He wanted to share this tingling sensation.

He wants to share it in front of someone who recognizes him.

The powerful he met many, many people who surrounded him and gave him a lot of support, but no one recognized him sincerely. He knew that these people bowed their heads in front of him because they were afraid of him. He relied on his strength to subdue all these people, and these people succumbed to his strength.

Sad things always happen like this. What is reluctant to come is destined to be bad. The guys who succumb to his strength are just a bunch of clowns, and his changing faces is another attitude. He feels that this is his sorrow, everyone knows it, and the most painful feeling is the same.

All the people who follow him are always ups and downs like this, and what he wants is always so vain.

He has gained unexpected power and possesses everything that others envy, but he is always unhappy. He feels that he has lost something. This missing thing is often the best, and often no one knows what it is. His past is always so unbearable to look back, always making him tangled.

The flatterer in front of him said a bunch of good things. These words made him feel very comfortable, but he knew that all of this was false. All of this happened because his strength crushed the opponent, and the strength gap forced him. This guy is dedicated to himself.

But he still couldn't help it, couldn't help being happy, even though he knew it was wrong.

He was very uncomfortable and very happy, and complicated emotions flowed over him at once, although he did not have a complete body at all.

This kind of sentiment made him fall in, knowing that this is a trap, but he still jumped into it without hesitation. He couldn't tell what the reason was.

Maybe it's because I have enough confidence in my own strength.

Maybe it's because I have been stubborn for too long and want to burst out.

Yeah, after so long, what is it for me? What is it for an old immortal guy who is rampant in this world?

There is something he is not at his fingertips, and there is something that attracts his interest.

No more, no more materially, he can get everything he wants, he can experience the feeling he wants, and everything he wants is in front of his eyes.

But he still felt something was missing.

He hasn't talked about it, hasn't been honest, everything about him is in a lie.

Whether it is death or black crow, everything is a lie. These lies made these members work for him with fear and longing, and search for him...

What the **** was doing all this for, he couldn't seem to figure it out now.

It seems that after having everything, he is even more confused. Many times he feels that he is no longer the one himself. He felt that he was guided by an inexplicable force. He was a puppet and a puppet. All he did was for others...

Where is you, and what is it like?

When this question formed in his mind, the whole person had an urge to talk.

Even if the guy in front of him is always tempting him with a flat look, even if he already knows that all of this is a trap, he still has to go on.

Because he was here, he wanted to find the answer.

The problem that has been bothering him is here. This is himself, the place where he was buried.

The chattering box was opened, and he himself could not say why he had to say this in front of this potential opponent. Perhaps because of this place, it was this place that reminded him of the past and reminded him of the original self. . The one who is the simplest and has no lies on him.

A strong signal fell on him, and it seemed that the familiar picture here brought him back to the original state.

Finding himself is his ultimate goal. Everything before seems to have become meaningless. He looked at everything around him, no, he was not looking, he had no eyes, he could only feel. The whole feeling was so familiar, he could even know where his body was buried.

Talk, he needs to talk, he wants to talk slowly, even in the trap of this opponent.

He wants to tell everyone that all he has to do is find himself.

Find the once self, that pure, pure self.

"You can't know what it's like to have everything, it's just nothingness."

"You can get everything, it looks beautiful, but the strangeness after you get it always makes you feel lonely."

"Is it because the strong should be like this? No, it's not like this. The whole thing is because I lost a precious thing."

The ghost's talk is always a little bit reasonable, and many things are big and empty, and Kuitulan doesn't care about these.

But from these big and empty emotions, Kuy Turan could feel that this ghost came here to find himself, but Kuy Turan hadn't guessed what he meant by himself.

Kuitulan didn't know ~www.ltnovel.com~ The so-called self of the ghost is just a shell, a shell that has already turned into bones, and it may even be mixed with the soil.

This cemetery is buried with the body of the ghost. Many years have passed and it has not been forgotten here.

No one knows the past of the ghost, no one knows why the ghost is so powerful, and no one knows that the original ghost was just an abandoned person.

After gaining a strong power, everything becomes illusory, and those that should and shouldn't become very simple.

Ghost is always very concerned about his own acquisition. He rummaged and searched, but he could not find what he wanted. He always felt that he still lacked something. The face of the once young boy was always in his consciousness. Wandering in.

The wandering figure made him unable to let go, all of this existence was like a shadow appearing in the sun from time to time.

The most perfect thing he wanted was that green face. Monster with one eye