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Chapter 271

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An iron-gray ray of light cut through Luo Xian's defense and swept past her in an instant. Blood spurted out from under her white dress.

Luo Xian knelt on the ground and looked down at the cut on her chest in confusion.

Then, Heaven City Square heard the sound of his body shattering one after another. It was as if he had been destroyed by a thunderbolt. Every joint and every muscle in his body was crying out in pain.

She was heavily injured.

With just one punch, he was completely defeated. If he wasn't a Fourth Order Ascendant, he might have been crushed to pieces by this punch, right?

But now, the outcome had been decided.

"I'm sorry, little girl … I won unfairly, but I have to live."

He coughed violently and spat out his broken organs. No longer looking at Luo Xian, who had been cut in half by Tengu, he staggered forward and stumbled to the medicine bottle.

He reached out and wanted to pick up the medicine bottle.

Then, he froze in place.

He heard a curious voice behind him.

"I've never seen this swordsmanship before. Is it the New Yin-ryu?"

"No, if it's Tengu, it should be the Tengu from Saddle Horse Mountain. No wonder …"

He turned around stiffly and saw Luo Xian, whose back was facing him, slowly climb up from the ground. She should have been cut in half at the waist, but she looked unharmed. Only a terrible cut appeared under her broken white dress. It was so deep that bone could be seen, and blood was flowing out.

When she spoke, her tone was full of realization.

It was as if she had gained knowledge and learned new skills.

Heaven City Square couldn't believe it.

It was only a light injury?

She had clearly hit!

"How did you …"

He turned around and stared at Luo Xian's posture. "What was that move just now?"

"Hmm? Is it this? "

Luo Xian thought for a moment, and the outline of her body floated and solidified again.

The whole world became a low-quality DVD, and it froze just now. Thus, many unimportant details and the plot were lightly skimmed over, including the sure-kill attack just now.

Just by relying on the use of her body, it was close to reaching the realm of miracles.

"This should be considered Yu's Steps, but it's a technique I just figured out a few days ago …"

She spread out her hands and showed off her skills to her opponent without holding anything back. "Look, it's like this. When the opponent attacks, take a step to the left and a step to the right … When the knife is not paying attention, you can dodge it."

He could clearly understand every single word, but when they were put together, it became absurd and strange.

Was that really a skill that could be achieved by the physical body?

Was that really a creation that could be imagined by humans?

What kind of monster would be able to create such a scene so casually?

Luo Xian had no idea how terrifying this talent was. After she finished explaining, she smiled helplessly, "It's a pity that I'm still not very proficient. I thought I was really going to die just now.

But now that I've learned that move of yours, I shouldn't be injured anymore, right? "

"…"

In the dead silence, Heaven City Square felt a dry cough in their throats, making it difficult for them to breathe.

He didn't know why, but his originally calm heart couldn't stop itself from trembling. His fingers twitched, and twitched again … uncontrollably.

"Be more serious." Luo Xian looked at him. "You know how to walk."

He took a step forward and stood still. Then, his eyes widened. Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, he launched an attack. That was when he heard Luo Xian whispering.

"Tang Bamboo."

Luo Xian's hand chopped down in the shape of a Tang Bamboo. Luo Xian shook her head. "Kasaya Slash."

Then, Heaven City Square executed the Kasaya Slash.

Like a marionette, he felt a chill run down his spine, as though he had been plunged into an ice cave.

He roared, turned around, and attacked fiercely.

"Catch Yan Fei."

Luo Xian muttered under her breath. Her attacks all missed. However, a fourth-order Divine Master was still a fourth-order Divine Master. The wind howled, and a terrifying aura spread out. Like a hot knife through butter, Yan Fei's face and arms were torn apart.

She was severely injured.

But Luo Xian's expression was exceptionally dissatisfied.

She looked at him with disappointment.

"Is that all you've got?"

She stepped forward. Yu's Steps. Heaven's Fall.

There was a loud bang. Crow Tengu staggered back. His remaining wing was completely torn apart, and he hissed tragically.

Luo Xian stepped forward again. She ignored Crow Tengu's countless feathers and allowed them to tear her body apart. Then, she threw another punch.

"Earth Collapse."

The earth collapsed and cracked, starting from Crow Tengu's feet and spreading in all directions. The terrifying power caused blood to seep out of every pore of Heaven City Square.

It was as though they were playing.

Even though Heaven City Square's counterattack had broken one of her arms, she still smiled casually. "You should be the kind of person who has a strong foundation and can even achieve a breakthrough in battle, right?"

"Don't be disheartened. Please work harder, Mr. Heaven City Square."

She stared at Tengu's gradually pale face and pleaded expectantly. "Before you or I die, try to leave behind some beautiful memories."

"So, please do your best to kill me!"

Heaven City Square said nothing.

He had been swallowed up by the pleasant darkness in her eyes.

The chill was like a tide, freezing his consciousness.

As the essence hidden in the darkness revealed its ferocious outline, he couldn't help but tremble in despair. He couldn't restrain himself.

What … what kind of monster is this …

He didn't know.

It was as though a viscous darkness had risen from the woman's thin body, slowly swallowing him, covering him inch by inch, chewing him up, and sinking into the final madness in the pain of being torn to shreds.

The sound of bones breaking rang out, followed by the sound of internal organs shattering, and even the sound of teeth grinding and blood sucking reverberated in his ears …

For some reason, he suddenly remembered a low melody that he had heard somewhere before.

It was so gentle and so peaceful.

Perhaps today was a good day to die.

He closed his eyes numbly.

Crow Tengu had welcomed death.

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When the roar came to an end, the screams and wails came to an abrupt end. The flying dust and ashes rustled down.

In the midst of the devastation, only a broken figure slowly walked out.

She was almost in pieces.

Her white dress was full of cracks, and one of her eyes was blind. Both of her arms were broken, and one of her calves was crushed to pieces. Yet, there was still a faint smile on her face.

The final winner appeared in front of all the audience. However, there was no cheering in the venue, not even warm applause.

There was only dead silence.

A suffocating silence.

Everyone's eyes were stung by the gentle smile on the screen.

When they realized what that blissful smile represented, everyone subconsciously held their breaths.

They could feel fear.

They couldn't help but tremble.

"Unbelievable … …"

The Harken let out a long sigh. It wasn't clear whether it was in awe or amazement. "Is this what a genius is like?"

In front of the television, the old man holding the cup of protein powder indifferently lowered his eyes.

Genius?

Perhaps.

Perhaps, the talent she possessed had long surpassed the scope of ordinary people's understanding … But was this excessive talent the love of fate, or was it a curse?

In the silence, only the sound of the phone beside him could be heard.

Zhu Hongchen's name appeared on the screen.

The old man calmly picked up the phone. "I saw it."

"… …"

After a long period of silence, a tired voice came from the other end of the phone. "Sorry."

"There's nothing to be sorry about. This isn't anyone's fault. It's just that you misunderstood her nature and had high hopes for her," Elder Luo said indifferently.

Elder Luo faintly said, "I'm still looking forward to her returning to human life."

"… …"

Zhu Hongchen fell silent for a long time before saying, "I'll take care of it."

"This isn't something you can take care of, nor is it something you should care about." Elder Luo shook his head. "Don't worry, I can take care of it."

"Is there no other way?"

"There isn't."

The old man asked, "Apart from killing her, how else can we free her?"

"… …"

After a long period of silence, the call was cut off.

The old man put down the phone and leaned back in his chair, staring at the smiling face on the screen. After a long time, he closed his eyes. "In the end … … it has to be like this?"

He chuckled softly.

He didn't know if he was proud of the bad karma he had planted, or if he was mocking his own naivety.

Twenty years ago, when he knew that he had reached the end of his path, it didn't take long for him to accept this result that might have been a bolt out of the blue for others.

He was so calm that even he was afraid of it.

Apart from that … … he had only made a wish.

He wished that someone could inherit everything he had, that someone could surpass him, and that someone could surpass him.

Later, he met a woman in Hell.

Two years later, he opened the door and saw the swaddling clothes on the steps.

From that day on, he knew that his wish had come true.

The baby that appeared in front of his door grew strong and fast. Even if he was not good at raising children, he still stubbornly survived his rough cultivation method. Then, he showed his unbelievable talent.

Once upon a time, he was overjoyed by the appearance of this talent.

When did he start to realize how abnormal this talent was?

Too many abnormalities were ignored by him, and the distorted nature was covered by this unprecedented talent … …

Until one day, when he crossed the cordon and walked into the messy classroom, he saw the six-year-old Luo Xian.

The lonely girl stood among the corpses of her classmates, carefully looking at the twisted face of her teacher before he died. She turned her head blankly and looked at her father.

"Father, did you come to take me home?"

"Why did you kill them, Xiaoxian?"

He squatted down and stared into his daughter's eyes. Then, he saw the happy smile on her face that came from the bottom of her heart.

"The teacher said that he would take us to play a game."

A game.

"… …"

From that moment on, he realized where the abnormality in this child came from.

Only in the death of something would she be able to obtain happiness.

She could only feel happiness when she killed something.

She could only feel the so-called love when she was about to be killed … …

The Abyss had indeed fulfilled his wish, fulfilling his prayer without question. In the way that he wished, the Abyss had granted him far too much. This blessing was far too generous.

It was too generous for the human world to bear.

From that day on, he did not teach Luo Xian anything. But he still could not stop her from growing up day by day, and her wish came true day by day.

Just like the monsters who came to the human world.

No matter how delicate her appearance was, it could not hide the abnormality in her soul.

She had never gained any growth or understanding from her life as a human being. It was better to say that everything about ordinary people was a profound role-playing game for her, the shackles and shackles of a cage.

One day, this short childhood would come to an end.

She would respond to the call of the abyss, return to hell, abandon the human shell, and become a monster that even she feared.

But it was not now, nor was it today.

The old man slowly raised his head and stared at the blank scroll on the wall. He found the answer that he already knew in his heart from nothingness.

Perhaps, from the beginning, this hypocritical family game should not have started.

'Love' was too extravagant for people like them.

Fortunately, he still had time to write the ending for this game.

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Huai Shi woke up from his trance.

The manuscript in front of him silently turned into a ray of light. As if it had completed its task, it flew away after two rounds. Then, the cello in his arms also disappeared into the air.

In the spectator stands, the flames in the eye sockets of the skeleton had been extinguished at some point in time.

But for some reason, it felt like there was still a peaceful smile on its face.

Huai Shi was still immersed in the wonderful feeling just now.

In the short and peaceful melody, he seemed to have obtained relief and peace. He flew in the sky without any worries, looking at the turmoil and struggle in the distance.

He quietly stared at everything that had nothing to do with him.

He saw those insignificant deaths fly into the sky and disappear into the dark world behind the dark clouds.

In just a few minutes, it felt like three or four days. All of his Origin Substance had been used up.

He almost collapsed.

Then, he mysteriously understood something.

When he habitually flipped open the book, he found that his cello performance, which had been dormant for a long time, had increased by a level. This was an unexpected surprise.

But what made him even more confused was that the damned skill [Premonition of Death] had also inexplicably jumped from LV1 to LV2.

What happened?

He held the Book of Destiny and looked it over and over again, completely confused.

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