Lin Suqing was completely different from before. Not only was his skin full of red, blue and black patterns intertwined, making it difficult to see his original appearance, but also the power of three forms of lingering all over his body, which also made people unable to see his appearance.
But his solemn aura alone was terrifying, and his sweat was trembling.
No one knows what the three different forces lingering in him are, nor does anyone know why he is thrilling and fearful.
But everyone saw it. Because of it, fear arose in his heart as if the sky was about to cover it.
Suddenly, Lin Suqing's expression changed drastically. He suddenly had his teeth cleaved and his eyes were full of resentment. It was different from what he had just now, and it was completely different from his gentle and elegant appearance before.
He is still him, but he is no longer him.
The detective realized that he could not escape death. He trembled all over, and the big knife in his hand slid out and fell to the ground.
The knife seemed to be shocked by Lin Suqing's power. It shook twice when it landed on the ground and then broke into several pieces.
The constable also gave up his struggle, and he had already expected his fate. However, he blurted out the doubts in his heart: "...you are not the one you used to..."
Before he finished speaking, Lin Suqing slashed his palm, and his palm was like a knife, splitting the body of the detective head from his shoulders and neck, and instantly, the body and head were split into two parts.
The palm wind fell like thunder. It took a long time before blood flowed out after the constable's body fell to the ground.
The other officials and yamen runners were staring at the spot, and they came back to their senses and rushed to run away with their heads.
Lin Suqing felt resentful, so how could they allow them to escape?
He stepped forward and grabbed the hearts of the two officials. His hands pierced straight from behind them. When the heart was grabbed and held in his hands, it was still connected to the blood in their bodies, and was beating. In an instant, it was crushed by him.
The people fled in panic.
"Monster! Help!"
...
Lin Suqing did not listen to any shouts of begging for mercy, nor did she care about anyone's fear.
There is no ruthlessness, no desire, no sorrow, no joy, no emotion in his heart.
However, he had emotions, and he couldn't explain them clearly or understand them.
It seems to be resentful, it seems to be unwilling, and it seems to be nothing. It is very complicated.
He killed everyone, and when people's flesh burst into pieces in his hands, he felt an unprecedented pleasure, which fascinated him and made him enjoy it.
His hands were extremely itchy, eager to tear more flesh and blood; his ears were extremely itchy, eager to hear more sounds of bones; his eyes were extremely itchy, eager to see more skin and flesh.
He wanted to use these hands to tear everyone into pieces and pinch them into minced meat.
He was obsessed with the breath of these splatters of blood. He licked his fingers stained with blood, and suddenly felt a sense of thrill from the soles of his feet to the tip of his hair.
Exciting, refreshing, and excited.
More, more, he wanted more flesh and blood to enrich his desires.
He felt that he was now like himself, not like himself.
He could vaguely sense what he was doing, but could not control what he did.
He also wanted to stop in his heart, but his body was extremely excited and extremely excited. He couldn't control it, and he couldn't control it at all.
The desire is only the desire for killing.
"Hahahahaha..." He laughed fiercely, admiring the horror of people, admiring the flying flesh and blood, and admiring the corpses all over the ground.
Desire, desire for the pleasure of killing, desire for the touch of the heart crushed into minced meat in the palm of your palm.
Desire, desire, desire...
His hands were covered in blood and his face was full of madness and greedy smile.
He teased the crowd unscrupulously, as if he grabbed it intentionally or unintentionally, and then gave up when he grabbed it, and then took action again. When he grabbed it, he would tear it apart.
Desire, desire more flesh and bones, desire more screams and fear.
...
The tragic screams and wails of Sitian County broke through the sky and penetrated into the sky, and came into the ears of the heavenly soldiers and generals who were patrolling.
The patrol leader was wearing a golden helmet and a golden armor, with a handsome and handsome face, tall and mighty look. Amidst the layers of clouds and mist, he poked a face into the mortal world, revealing only the handsome face that was cut like a knife.
He slightly opened the black and red gap between his eyebrows, and the gap suddenly opened, and it turned out to be the third eye. As it opened, the eye suddenly shone golden light.
He looked down further, revealing half of his golden armor, carefully identifying it through the vast sea of ​​clouds, and suddenly shook his whole body.
...
The morning mist was filled with the rising sun, and a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from the sky.
The dog was shocked immediately, pointed to the golden light in the sky, and shouted, "Isn't that three eyes?"
Then it cried out again, "Isn't that direction the right direction in Sitian County?"
The second prince's eyes sank, then he rushed towards the place where the golden light burst.
...
Suddenly a cloud of clouds fell from the sky and landed in front of Lin Suqing, stopping him from chasing the crowd.
When the clouds and mist dissipated, a man with a square radius, sword eyebrows, starry eyes, and a third eye appeared.
The three-eyed commander was wearing a golden helmet, golden armor and light yellow robe, holding a long spear, pointing to Lin Suqing, and immediately stirring up dust between them, and there was no sound around him.
Almost as the red cloak worn by the three-eyed coach fell, five or six soldiers in silver helmets and silver armor fell from the sky, standing behind Lin Suqing with heroic posture, all of whom were stabbing him with long spears, blocking him from stepping forward, and cutting off his retreat.
The three-eyed commander paused the long halberd to the ground, shaking the earth to tremble.
Immediately, he scolded Lin Suqing and said, "Where did the evil come from?"
Lin Suqing immediately retorted: "I am not a sin."
The subconscious rebuttal of his mind was that this was the indomitable concession hidden deep in his heart. He had long wanted to explain that he was not a sin, nor was he a disaster.
"Rare!" The three-eyed handsome man's voice was loud and thunderous.
His index finger and middle finger were in harmony, pointing at Lin Suqing and shouting angrily, "You have been in this other world, dare to cause trouble in the world! Now the true king of Japan is about to destroy you!"
"I didn't make trouble! I'm not a disaster!" Lin Suqing stared fiercely.
He retorted hysterically: "It's them who want to kill me! It's not me who want to cause trouble! It's not a disaster!"
The word "disaster" is like a noisy swallow bat, constantly making noise in his ears and causing trouble.
It seemed that this vast world could not accommodate him; it seemed that there were thousands of people poking his backbone and cursing him; it seemed that everything in the world, everything in the world, was accusing him, why did you live in the world and why don’t you die?
Because he is a disaster, his breathing is wrong, his explanation is wrong, and everything he does is wrong; because he is a disaster, everyone can bully him, beat him, and execute him. Because he is a disaster, a disaster means not worthy of being looked at by the eyes, and not worthy of being treated fairly.
Disaster, he is a disaster, because he is a disaster...
Lin Suqing covered his ears and said to himself repeatedly: "I am not a disaster, I am not a disaster, I am not a disaster! Stop talking!"
He immediately attacked the three-eyed generals. The generals' feet were lighter and took a few steps back, avoiding Lin Suqing's palm wind. He was very powerful, so powerful that even the generals had to avoid it. However, he did not know how to use the power on his body, so he could only rush around.
Obviously, the general also saw that he didn't understand, so he dared to take such a risk and only brought a few soldiers to capture him.
The three-eyed general Ya Zi was furious: "You kill innocent people and poison living things. How can you let this disaster survive! Take this evil for me!"
The gods and generals of the heavenly soldiers quickly formed a square formation and surrounded Lin Suqing.
It was hard to defend from all directions, which made Lin Suqing unable to dodge. He simply used his arms to force all the spears that had been stabbed in front of him, so that no one could stab in or retreat.
"Why do you say I am a disaster!"
Lin Suqing was covered in bruises and screamed at the top of his lungs: "It's not what I want to come to! I've long since wanted to stay in such a ghost place! I'm living well in my original world, why do you think of it as a disaster for you to come here!"
It seemed as if it was the unyielding and unwillingness that had been enduring for a long time in my heart, as if I had planted such anger in Danxue Mountain that day.
He never realized that he was so vengeful, nor did he realize that he cared about this matter so much.
The word "disaster" seemed to have taken root in his heart, and it was like a crazy vine or a tide that broke the dam, rampantly stormingly occupying him.
The soldiers in silver helmets and silver armor said angrily: "Bold evil! Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun is above, don't be able to do anything wrong!"
"So what about the True Lord? Send me back? Why do you say I am a disaster! Why!" Lin Suqing said and roared again.
It seemed as if the word "disaster" had been deeply rooted in his heart before he was born, and he could not hear it at all. It was a crazy and strong hatred whenever he heard it.
"All of you want to get rid of me soon, and everyone wants to kill me! I'm just for living! I'm just for living! Why can't you let me live!"
He roared heartbrokenly. His body and brain suddenly lost his control. He knew that he was fighting fiercely at the soldiers.
Suddenly, he felt a bitter cold wind falling behind him, and a hand gently covered his eyes, and a sound like a cool breeze and a cold moon whispered in his ear.
"Forgot..."
Like a gust of wind blowing by.
Chapter completed!