Instantly, the memory flooded into Zhang Lingyu’s mind, and his eyes gradually became a little empty…

In my mind, a series of cruel scenes emerged…

In this picture, the evil of human nature is vividly displayed…

In a dimly lit room, there were countless pleas for mercy, miserable screams, desperate prayers, and the last whispers before death…

besides…

besides…

Their crazy laughter!

As harsh as the laughter that year, a hint of death gradually rose in his eyes.

He looked up at Cao Ning, and the two stared at each other for a long time.

Cao Ning looked down at him, his eyes filled with contempt, and said slowly:

“Remember what I told you?”

Zhang Lingyu trembled slightly when he heard this…

A petty thief who secretly learned the skills from the Tianshi Mansion from somewhere unknown, and then passed the skills of the Tianshi Mansion to his two grandsons. What qualifications do they have to participate in the Luotian Dajiao of the Tianshi Mansion?

thief?

Stealing is thiefism, so what is this what they did!

With a sarcastic smile on his face, Zhang Lingyu knelt on the ground with his knees collapsed. A mist rose in his eyes as he looked at his blood-stained hands…

Painful faces gradually appeared in my hands…

A few tears flowed from her eyes and fell into her palms. She murmured in a somewhat broken voice:

“So we are the thief…”

Zhang Lingyu slowly raised his head and murmured something in his mouth:

“When did the Tianshi Mansion become like this?”

The Tianshi Mansion that he was so proud of was supposed to be a heroic place that protected the secular world, but he didn’t expect it to become like this!

Cao Ning yawned, shook his long blue hair, and said to Xu Chu:

“Paint him!”

Xu Chu said calmly:

“Here!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Chu’s body suddenly grew larger, and he raised his hand and pressed the square-faced Taoist priest directly onto a beam in the palace.

The square-faced Taoist priest shouted desperately:

“I didn’t do it! I didn’t do it!”

As soon as the words fell, Xu Chu twisted his arms and rubbed them, and a scream came from above:

“what…”

Blood fell from above like a summer rain, and then continued to hit Zhang Lingyu’s body, indicating that the nephew who defiled the mountain gate had been killed…

Then pieces of skin flakes fell from above little by little and landed among the blood, and the splashing blood dyed Zhang Lingyu’s eyes red…

Zhang Lingyu raised his head blankly, looking at the rubber-like objects that kept falling. For some reason, he felt a sense of relief in his heart, one could even say it was a relief from death.

He murmured softly:

“It seems that death is not that scary…”

He knew that if his nephew died, he would be the next one, right?

Quietly waiting for death to come…

now…

Dian Wei in the distance said with interest:

“The inner demon has been formed!”

Zhang Chulan asked curiously:

“What inner demon?”

Dian Wei was a little stumped by the question, rubbing his chin with his big hand, thinking for a long time but couldn’t come up with a good explanation…

Because I don’t know how to explain it. At his level, there is no such thing as inner demons…

After all, for them, the inner demon is the lowest level.

Feng Shayan explained:

“In one’s life, one will experience many past events. For example, if you have done something that makes you feel extremely ashamed, you will think about it from time to time. This is the inner demon.”

Dian Wei’s eyes lit up, and he nodded and agreed:

“Yes, yes, yes! That’s exactly what I meant. The young lady is really smart!”

Zhang Chulan’s face darkened, because he had already thought of his own dark history…

Feng Baobao’s face appeared in my mind, shouting at me:

“Alley free range chicken…”

Cao Ning, who was not far away, squatted down, a trace of contempt flashed in his eyes, and then he slowly said:

“Zhang Lingyu, why are you crying like a woman? Where’s that arrogant attitude you had at the beginning?”

Zhang Lingyu heard this and raised his head in confusion. His red eyes revealed a dead look as he said:

“Kill me too?”

suddenly…

The faces of those girls covered in blood kept flashing in my mind, and the aura of death became even stronger.

Cao Ning showed a hint of amusement on his lips. He stood up, lit a cigarette, and threw one to Zhang Lingyu. The cigarette stuck to his sticky hair.

He looked down and said slowly:

“I won’t kill you because you’ve never killed anyone. But… you did have murderous intentions towards me and Chu Lan at that time.”

Zhang Lingyu raised his stiff neck and looked slowly towards Cao Ning without saying anything.

Cao Ning exhaled a puff of smoke, which hit Zhang Lingyu’s face, and then said with some deep meaning:

“I want you to live in this world with the guilt you feel towards those people, and live in this world in pain!”

The voice just fell.

The palaces around were like when they first entered, turning into a two-dimensional plane that shattered bit by bit, like a mirror.

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The blood from the corpse on the ground disappeared instantly, and even the filth on Zhang Lingyu’s body disappeared.

The surrounding environment changed again, and was pieced together bit by bit with the previous scenes in the school, but time and space still did not flow.

Cao Ning called out, and saw the girl drinking water not far away, the water bottle in her hand slowly moving towards her mouth…

The noisy sounds of the campus rang in my ears…

“Where’s that handsome boy?”

“The dean is so annoying. He actually drove us away just to look at handsome guys by himself!”

“It’s just…it’s…”

Cao Ning turned around and stretched, a gentle smile on his face, unlike his previous cruel look.

He said to the stunned Feng Shayan and Zhang Chulan:

“I’m craving some roast suckling pig!”

Zhang Chulan heard this and immediately vomited on the ground…

Because I thought that the roast suckling pig looked a bit like the corpse of the Taoist priest with the mustache…

Cao Ning’s face darkened, he tapped his head, put his arm around his shoulders and said:

“You little bastard! Don’t even think about escaping at night!”

As he said this, he hugged him and walked forward. Zhang Chulan responded indignantly:

“Damn it Cao Ning, be gentle! You’re going to break my shoulder!”

Cao Ning tapped his head again, shook his head with a smile, and then found that Feng Shayan had not caught up, so he turned to her and said:

“Niece! Don’t just stand there like an idiot. Come with me to the market to buy a suckling pig.”

This free labor was wasted, and she will be charged for the roast suckling pig in the evening!

I am truly a business genius!

When Feng Shayan heard this, her face immediately lit up with joy. She stretched out her long legs and followed the two of them in a hopping manner.

A warm summer breeze blew by, and the old Kui tree made a pleasant “rustling…” sound.

Zhang Lingyu looked up blankly at the receding figure, and heard the conversation of the three people gradually fading away:

“Cao Ning! Cao Ning! You blue-haired monster, let me go quickly!”

“When you were little, you cried and asked me to carry you on your back. Now that you’ve grown up… I can’t even hug you…”

…….

“Cao Ning… But when will your hair grow back?”

“About a week.”

“Actually… I think you look pretty handsome like this…”

The three lines on both sides of the campus road gradually lengthened, giving off an indescribable warmth.

Zhang Lingyu looked up at the stars in the night sky, which were twinkling like the last rays of light. He unconsciously stretched out his right hand to take the cigarette from his hair.

Put it in your palm and just look at it…