The moment Huai Shi lowered her eyes, Lu Baiyan finally realized the coldness that slowly swallowed him.

Just like a quiet sea of ​​ice, it pulled him coldly, took away all the strength of his struggle, and sent him to the deepest chill in the darkness...

Something called death.

Something called judgment.

After seventy years, I came to him again...

Accompanied by those who have passed away.

Under the vast night sky, countless shining lights of stars are quietly falling, and those figures who have appeared in dreams and memories seem to have returned from the past.

A cold look down at his face.

Full of contempt.

"Why……"

The empty pupils were stinged by those sight lines, and Lu Baiyan's expression convulsed and gradually distorted: "Why do I have to be a betrayer!"

"I just hesitated..."

"I'm just...I'm just powerless!"

He shouted shrillly and struggled hard. The dry blood flowed out from the cracks in his arms, forming an ugly graffiti in difficulty.

He used up his last source and broke his chest!

Forced, he tore off the flesh and blood that was penetrated by enemies and hatreds, and regardless of the calamity of the body, he launched a shadow burial shuttle.

But there is no more power to make him squander...

He ran two meters away, and was squeezed out of the shadow under Huai Shi's sight, rolled to the ground, staggered up, and ran wildly with his hands and feet.

Going far away.

Towards the door that is already close.

"Beiseb."

Huai Shi calmly raised her pistol: "Don't kill him."

"good!"

The boy's phantom grinned fiercely. In an instant, a blood mist burst out from Lu Baiyan's left leg, and his calf escaped from his limbs, flew up and fell down.

Lu Baiyan fell to the ground and raised his right leg with difficulty, wanting to support him.

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And Huai Shi pulled the trigger again.

Bang!

The knee of the right leg was also broken.

Poured into the melting snow and mud.

Still struggling with convulsions.

I can no longer feel the pain...

But in the drowsiness, the phantoms seemed to be clearer.

Standing on both sides of him, staring at all this quietly, watching his ugly appearance.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

He apologized incoherently, but didn't know what to say.

He hid his face in the mud and frozen ice and snow in fear, and dared not look at it again.

I instinctively used the blood condensed in my arms to crawl on the ground, escape desperately, squirming on the ground little by little, moving forward.

"Goodbye everyone..."

He murmured dumbly and said to himself, "I'm going to travel."

"Go to a...where I can go..."

In this way, he dragged his body and crawled hard.

Towards the place where one can escape pain and sin...

Go to hell.

Even if you are despised, you will not matter if you suffer eternal torture.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..."

Lu Baiyan kept repeating, stretching out his hand, trying hard to touch the door frame of hell.

Finally, I saw the figure waiting behind the door.

The smiling Woodman lowered his head and reached out his palm toward him.

He was stunned, as if he was surprised, and stretched out his hand full of expectations, trying to hold the depraved hope, but no matter what, he could not get a little closer.

Because someone pulled the ankle of his right leg, pulled him, and cruelly walked backwards.

He dragged him back to the world and dragged him to the cold look of countless eyes.

He was stunned, screaming in horror, vaguely shouting, choking and crying, trying hard to kick, and finally broke free from the pull of the hand and crawled towards hell again.

Little by little...

Slowly and painfully, crawling towards the door of liberation.

Then, he was pulled back again.

Once again, until he lost all his strength and stopped in front of the door in despair, no longer had the strength to hold that palm.

Beside him, Huai Shi looked down peacefully.

“It’s time to say goodbye.”

He said: "Lu Baiyan, you want to say goodbye to your friend."

"I……"

Lu Baiyan murmured blankly: "I...I still...I still..."

"Sorry, your voice is a little bit small, I can't hear clearly."

Huai Shi rolled up her sleeves, folded them upwards, revealing her arms: "But it doesn't matter, you can continue... whatever you say is fine."

"But no matter what you say, the result will not change."

From the flesh and blood turned into metal, the pale alchemy fire ignited, illuminating Huai Shi's calm face and his silent pupils.

In the darkness, there is only a distant tranquility...

"The time is here, Lu Baiyan."

At that moment, a scream of pain rang out.

As if he was about to tear his soul apart, he cruelly ravaged his will, bringing the torture and torture in the furnace.

The burning iron hand had pierced into his body.

——Forging begins!

The talent of Dasiming, Yangsheng, runs here.

It was like picking ripe fruits from a tree. When Huai Shi pulled out his palm, he pulled out the remaining broken roots and the crown carved from white jade.

Under the burning of the alchemy fire, all the precipitation of the abyss dissipated silently.

The miracle of purification transformed again and turned into an ancient classic from Huai Shi's hands.

Then, Huai Shi poked her hand out again, causing the pain to come again and the torture to last forever.

In this way, he searched inch by inch the cracked soul, held it tightly, and pulled out the crystal of miracle engravings from it, a jade ring filled with clouds and light.

Finally, the third time he poked his hand out.

Finally he held his soul tightly.

In the shrill and hoarse scream, he used flames to his soul, forcibly manipulating all his source materials, shrinking inward, and finally forming a pitch-black ink ingot and pulling it out!

The moment Huai Shi let go, the broken body fell silently.

There was no more spirit in the dull pupils, only a hole was left. Sticky saliva flowed down from the corner of her mouth, mixed with strands of blood...

The soul has already come to an end.

But it's not over yet.

In the silence, Huai Shi pulled out the axe of anger, aimed it at his neck, and raised it.

As Russell said.

The cold and ruthless, perform the duties of the Grand Secretary, and destroy the rebels in the most straightforward and cruelest way!
To be continued...