Obsession represents death or serious injury that cannot be healed. otbnkotgt This is not a word that only exists in legends.
Before today, I always thought that most of the people who would go crazy were masters in the world.
I didn't expect this to happen, and when I swallowed the pill, I thought I had made an excellent choice.
There was a chance to fight back, but when the breath in the body began to rotate uncontrollably, the speed was more than ten times faster than the normal breath rotation speed.
It was like a runaway train destroying my body.
The meridians were riddled with holes, so much so that blood flowed all over the floor along the wounds that opened from inside.
The Qi of the Five Elements brought me great and different pains, like burning fire, like being weighed down by a stone, as cold as ice and running water, as painful as the poison entering my body, and as painful as being cut by a knife.
I huddled in the corner and my mind quickly became unclear.
"Help me" I shouted in my heart desperately.
"Who can save me?
I'm in so much pain.
Who can give me a hand?
I feel like I'm going to die.
Who can give me a hand and give me a good time."
I opened my mouth, but my voice was stuck in my throat.
Even breathing became very difficult.
I couldn't say a word, as if someone was holding my throat.
The pain was so painful that I felt like I was going to die, but I was forcefully pulled back.
The feeling of division seemed to twist me.
However, no one can save me in this darkness.
Black Skull is about to be swallowed up.
According to the plan, if Black Skull and I are not the opponents of Zhuan Ya and the Ling family, Brother Yong will be responsible for taking Fatty and Luo Qiong out.
We can't let them die here to avenge me.
I always like to put myself in lonely situations, is it because I am afraid of losing?
Many people say that those who have nothing from the beginning are not afraid of the pain of loss, but I am one of those poor people who have very little, and such people are most afraid of losing everything.
"Oh stop torturing me."
I covered my face with my hands and could feel the blood marks left by my nails on my face.
"It hurts, it hurts.
It feels like I have been abandoned by the world.
Give me a break.
I don't want to live anymore.
I want to die.
I want to die."
I screamed in my heart, over and over again, unable to bear this heart-wrenching suffering.
"Does it hurt more than that time?"
Auditory hallucinations suddenly appeared in my ears.
I was startled, and time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
I opened my eyes, but all I saw was darkness.
But slowly, the darkness in front of me turned into black burnt color bit by bit, like burning paper, as if what I saw in front of me was burned, and then I saw my true self.
White light came towards me, and some scattered fragments appeared in my eyes.
"That child was the one who brought misfortune.
When he was born, half of the old people in the village died."
"Don't talk to him, he's a monster, you hear me?
Don't play with him, don't get close to him, he should have been driven out of the village a long time ago."
"Why are you still here?
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Get out, get out."
Among the chaotic sounds, I saw a little boy wearing rags appear in front of me.
He looked very thin and short, but his clothes were very big.
A dirty face and hair covered with leaves and dust.
I couldn't see his face clearly because he kept his head lowered and he was holding a porcelain bowl with the rim and bottom broken.
People pointed at him, but he didn't say a word.
"Get out of here"
A boy suddenly picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the child.
Then more children picked up stones from the ground and threw them at him, hitting him on his body, head, and face.
They also knocked the bowl in his hand to the ground, and several rotten wild fruits fell on the ground. .
"Get out of our village, get out" People yelled and cursed, as if they were not dealing with a child but a heinous monster.
The child silently picked up the wild fruits on the ground, continued walking forward, and disappeared down the long street, his body covered in blood but silent.
I turned my head and looked at that lonely figure, but it looked familiar.
"What are you going to show me and who is that child?"
I asked.
"You will know after reading.
These are the fragments sleeping in your memory.
You must know who he is."
Huan Huan said in a deep voice.
I saw a child carrying rotten wild fruits into a small shabby house outside the village.
The house didn't even have a roof.
A woman was lying on the bed.
Under her messy hair was a skinny face.
She was old and seemed to be dying. old man.
The child walked over and whispered: "Grandma, I picked up some fruit, you can eat some."
But the old man didn't react at all.
The child picked up a fruit, wiped it gently, and brought it to the old man's mouth.
The old man didn't say a word.
He shouted: "Grandma, eat something, eat."
Order something, grandma” At this moment, the wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and the angry villagers chased in for some unknown reason.
Someone held up a wooden stick and pushed the child to the ground.
Then the remaining people rushed over and pulled the old man out of the bed. room, it was then that I noticed that this old man who had been silent all this time was actually a dead man.
"Don't take grandma away, don't take her away" The child clutched his injured belly, shouted loudly, and chased him out of the house.
But he saw other people holding torches and lighting the old man's body on fire.
Under the flames, the child was pressed to the ground by the big man, kneeling on the ground with his head on the ground.
"You are not allowed to appear in the village again, and you are not allowed to appear within a radius of a hundred miles.
If you appear again, you will be beaten to death.
You are an ominous existence.
It is you who killed my family, and I will also kill you."
If you want to kill us, don’t keep this house, let’s burn it together.”
Villagers started to set fire to their houses during the New Year.
The children cried with tears on their faces and their heads lowered, shouting desperately: "Don't burn my house.
I have nowhere to go.
Don't burn my house."
The black smoke billowing into the sky, the wildly burning flames, and the ferocious faces of the villagers.
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I tried to rush into this scene, but when I reached out and passed it, it felt like it was brushing across the water.
"This is my memory.
How could I have such a memory?"
I said to myself in surprise.
The villagers have left, and the houses and corpses that have been burned to black ash are on the ground.
The setting sun in the sky illuminates the entire sky, and layers of clouds dyed red reflect all over my face.
The child staggered up from the ground, his face covered with blood, but he had stopped crying and just whispered: "Why why?"
Repeating these three words, the strong wind blew through his messy hair, and he suddenly raised his head and screamed wildly, with vast despair and broken pain deep in his heart.
"What does this have to do with me?"
I asked.
The auditory hallucinations did not appear.
I saw the child slowly turning his head, with a pair of bright eyes on his dirty face.
In the depths of these eyes, black flames seemed to be burning, and the raging flames called hatred swallowed his eyes.
Heart.
He seemed to be staring at me, and I looked at him, with a surprised expression gradually appearing on my face, and whispered: "How could you be me?"
"If you don't have the ability, then let me do it."
The fire burning in my eyes seemed to ignite me, and a huge force penetrated into my body, pulling and twisting my soul.
The sound broke, the picture disappeared, and I seemed to be pushed back to reality.
Opening his eyes, the surroundings were still dark, the black skeleton had disappeared, the Tianxie wandering talisman was shining with an unusually bright light, Zhuan Ya and Lingzhen stood on the martial arts stage, others lit torches, Mr.
Tang said loudly : "No one was hurt."
Ling Yan looked around and said with a smile: "I thought there would be any progress, but it was just a bluff.
Now, who else is not convinced that our Ling family will become the organizer?
Can you stand up?
Is there anyone else?"
Zhuan Ya stood aside and took the Tianxie Wandering Talisman, carefully put it into the box, and said with a cold face: "I think there is no one left.
Well, boy, are you not dead yet because of your obsession?
The fate is really great."
He saw me, and after he spoke, everyone's eyes fell on me.
"Control Ba Xiaoshan."
Mr.
Tang said loudly, and immediately a big man ran towards me.
He grabbed my shoulder and shouted, "Don't move."
I lowered my head, blazing flames burned in my eyes, and severe pain came from the center of my eyebrows.
At this time, a lonely starlight fell from the sky and happened to shine on me.
"The life is dominated by disasters, the body is dominated by calamities, and the lone star" Under the starlight, a strange purple-red light lit up around me
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