Another World: My life is on the hook!

At this moment, he was almost struck by lightning.

Almost instantly, he thought of the incomparably cold gaze he felt when he opened the rift the last time he presided over the sacrificial ceremony inside the branch.

His face was suddenly as pale as a bone, and his whole body seemed to be soaked in the ice pool.

"You... how do you know..."

Lynn flipped through the books on the table, and slowly said: "Your identity has really done a lot. You are Charles, a rich man in country m, and you are still a consultant in a government agency. I even found out that 100 years ago , when you married Ms. Xueyi, you used your forged identity, your real name was Yan, and you studied in country m at the end of the Qing Dynasty, and your family was considered a famous family at that time."

"And I was really surprised. If I hadn't seen you now, I would never have imagined that we would have had a fleeting glimpse."

"It's just a pity that at that time, the two of us were separated by hell, and I didn't see your face clearly."

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What a coincidence.

Coincidences all feel like a tease of fate.

Charles murmured, the coldness almost permeated into his bone marrow.

"How...how could this be..."

Lin En Gujing said slowly, "Are you saying how we found you from the body you left behind? You really did it seamlessly. If it wasn't because I could see the pictures of the past, I'm afraid I would You will really be deceived."

He took a deep breath and stood up slowly.

"But don't worry, I won't move a finger of yours. Someone will take care of your life. You should know who it is, right?"

That moment.

Charles almost knelt down in panic and kowtowed to Lynn non-stop.

"Please! Please let me live! Don't hand me over to her, I was wrong! I repent for the crimes I have committed before! Please, please don't hand me over to her! I can Tell you everything I know, as well as the remnants of the Flesh God Sect, I can help you... I... I..."

Lynn looked down at him.

"Do you think you have the right to beg for mercy with me?"

Charles' face was full of fear, sweat dripped down and almost wet the carpet, and his whole body was shaking non-stop.

suddenly.

He turned around abruptly, scrambling in fear and running towards the window.

But Lynn didn't stop him.

Let him flee.

He just raised his hand and connected to the communication over there.

"Sister Xueyi, I found him for you."

……

The sky is getting brighter.

In the vast manor, Charles kept running forward in fear, he only felt that the nerves of his whole body were being pulled by the cold.

The memories that had been dusted off by him were constantly echoing in his mind.

He thought of his tender wife.

Thinking of his sensible daughter.

Those long-ago memories that were about to be forgotten, swept towards him like a torrent of water at this moment.

They first met in the magic capital at that time. Not long after he returned from overseas, he was attracted by that young woman at a dance. She was different from all the girls in that era. She had a good education. Education, going abroad, and studying abroad have long since lost the decadent feudal concepts of classical women in that period.

Although at that time, he did take the initiative to approach the lady at the request of the Flesh God Cult.

But for a while, he really thought that she might be the rest of his life.

Like him, she opposed feudal decay. She advocated that all women should bravely step out of the house, gain financial independence, and bravely pursue their own lives, instead of just becoming vassals of the family and men.

At that time, she was like a bright pearl.

No matter where it shines with charming luster.

Finally, under his full pursuit, they finally got married, but maybe it was really the constraints of the times, and even a progressive woman like her, once she entered marriage, she began to be self-sufficient...

He still remembers the scene when he raped her for the first time.

He thought she would leave directly.

But no.

Family and children are like those thousands of years of old-fashioned shackles, which still firmly bind her, making her suffer from harm but dare not leave home.

And it was at that time that he really understood the purpose of the Flesh God Cult in choosing her. In the era of the old and the new, she had the seeds of resistance and independence in her heart, but at the same time, she also had the thousands of years of China's love for women. The old feudal system, and this also shaped her into such a contradictory person.

She hated, but dared not leave.

And this hatred is what they hope, a carrier that can become an evil spirit.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a bone-chilling coldness.

He suddenly turned around in fear, he looked towards the garden at the end of the manor, and he saw the figure in the blood-colored dress, she was standing there watching him, as if a whole hundred years had passed.

"No! No! No!"

He crawled all the way forward in fear.

He still remembers her favorite dress. It was an evening dress specially made for her from Nanyang when they got engaged. She has been fond of it for a long time.

She said she would only wear it for him at the prom, when they got married, when they planned to be together forever.

But it was that day.

When she put on the red dress, he dismembered her body bit by bit with a bone cutter.

He even remembered that when he cut off her limbs, she was still alive, and he remembered that the scarlet blood splashed on the evening dress, making the red dress as red as blood.

"That's not what I'm going to do! That's not me! The Flesh God Cult ordered me to do that! That's none of my business!"

He groped tremblingly.

But that memory became more and more clear, so clear that he even remembered his blood-stained smiling face in the mirror.

He sealed her soul with the means of the flesh and blood god religion.

He sealed her in that candle and tortured her.

Let her see with her own eyes how he let her daughter eat her flesh and blood in the days that followed, and let her see how he further abused their daughter after she died, because he knew that she could stay The only reason for being there was her beloved daughter, and he was going to tear her daughter apart bit by bit in front of her.

He was beaten every day.

Transferring the atrocities against her to their common daughter, he could hear her wailing among the candles, and he could see the little bit of hatred accumulating.

And that night.

When he dragged that young body to kill, he still remembered that he was showing off that young arm in front of her, and remembered the words he had said to her.

"Look, she's dead."

"It's not me! No no no! It's not me!!"

He hugged his head and screamed in fear, trying to erase all the memories in his mind.

But darkness came.

The bone-white hand suddenly grabbed his throat and lifted him off the ground little by little.

The feeling of suffocation rolled over.

He kept struggling, fear almost spilling out of his eyes, and the figure he was very familiar with emerged little by little in front of him, reflecting those blood-red eyes of hatred.

"Xiaoqing...Xiaoqing..."

That was her old name.

She told her that it represented the morning sunshine and the beginning of a vigorous day.

She said she hoped to stand in the sunshine forever and never become those dark poor people.

"It's not my fault...it's not my fault...I love you...I was bewitched by the Flesh God Sect...I...I am..."

But he could no longer speak.

He saw the rusty bone-chopping knife cut his throat heavily, and he still clearly remembered that the knife once killed two people, and their bones were buried under the locust tree, and the blooming flowers Red like blood.

味味味味——

Blood kept pouring out from his neck.

He felt the pain of suffocation, the great fear of blood rushing into the trachea, but he didn't feel the passing of life.

"Uh-"

A pained moan escaped from his throat.

That is the moment.

A stab.

A piece of bloody flesh was suddenly torn off his neck. He saw his former wife and the blood-clothed evil spirit now. Seeing her was like how he bit by bit at that time. Her flesh and blood were eaten into the stomach.

She was eating him, tearing off his flesh and blood bit by bit.

The pain was so clear, as clear as what he had done back then, as clear as if he could still hear her screams at that time.

But now, this sound came from his throat.

Do not!

Do not!

no!

……

[ps: The feeling of being released from prison is so good, the pain of being imprisoned is long gone, and the air outside is fresh—although Xianyu’s spirit has suffered inhuman torture, his body is still healthy!So the update will be resumed gradually in the near future, and please continue to support Xianyu! !I will never forget your company during this period of confinement! ! 】

[By the way, although it's a bit shameless, I saw an event just after I got out of prison. There was a "Gift King Contest" under the recommendation. This should be the second time. Xianyu vaguely remembers writing the college entrance examination three years ago When the book failed the list, Lin En took Xiaoqi to kill it, so please everyone this time! !I hope everyone can watch this ad and get some free gifts or something, so that we God of War can get out of prison!Salted fish is an indelible up expansion! !Arrogant ing]

[Of course, you only need a small free gift, you don’t need to spend money, just ordering the salted fish is really very satisfying. 】