I always feel like my boyfriend wants to kill me

He didn't release the fighting state, but let the coldness erode him, because only in this way can he wake up completely.

Raise your hand to touch the light curtain again, and the scene in front of you changes instantly.

This is a purgatory-like scene on earth, with countless broken corpses lying across the desert, and even the earth is stained with sorrow.

This is not a war, but a one-sided massacre.

Countless demons fled desperately, but were surrounded and strangled by well-trained demon elites. Countless lives withered here and fell into the turntable of reincarnation.

Si Han stood aside and watched this scene with cold eyes.

In the fighting state, he numbs all senses, not to mention that he doesn't like demons.

Looking at these quietly, a few minutes later, Si Han's eyes blurred, and then he opened his eyes and found that he had returned to Zhao Mengze's room, and the computer in front of him was glowing with a little white light, and then disappeared.

As soon as he came back here, Si Han subconsciously released the fighting state.

In an instant, he was overwhelmed by the shock caused by the scene of the war, making him realize a fact again.

This melee of thousands of races sweeping the entire world is about to begin.

And he is about to join the battle.

After leaving Zhao Mengze's house, Si Han forced himself to calm down, and decided not to waste any more time, and went home immediately, and put the book of Lord of Gods into the storage bag.

It recorded Wenren Yeqing's deployment of troops in the Yaozu and his plan for the entire battlefield situation. Although it may not be accurate, the more preparations he has made now, the better.

Si Han thought very clearly that once the war started, it would be too difficult to defeat Wenren Yeqing's monster corps. Only by sabotaging their deployment before the war started would it be possible to gain the upper hand.

"System, go back to Zhongzhou now."

No, Si Han suddenly remembered that with his current Golden Core Stage strength, he would be a mainstay on the battlefield, and it would be absolutely impossible to have an impact on the situation. From this point of view, he must improve his strength .

Ye Qing, who is famous around the world, will not start a war so soon, he should still have a few days.

"No, go to the Purple Realm first." Si Han changed his tune.

The zombie crystal nucleus of the purple world is definitely the best way to advance.

A white light flickered in front of his eyes, and it took a long time for Si Han to smell the familiar stench.

He opened his eyes, and almost immediately, he saw the super zombies eager to try in the distance.

Very good, Si Han was satisfied, without the suppression of the zombie mother, the other zombies will soon reach the special level, so it seems that his trip was not in vain.

The battle between left and right was about to happen, Moyu had no time to take care of this, so Si Han didn't hide his identity as a cultivator, and went all out to deal with the zombies in front of him.

The emotions that had been suppressed in the depths of his heart erupted here, and Si Han directly used these zombies as a punching bag, and frantically strangled these zombies with all his strength.

The monstrous corpse aura poured into Si Han's body, making his movements more violent. After a few minutes, Si Han flew away with a pile of crystal nuclei, leaving behind a pile of shattered corpses of zombies.

He went to another city, and then repeated the same trick to kill all the zombies inside, abruptly "slaughtering" the entire city.

After traveling to several places, Si Han came to the first city he stayed in the Purple Realm, full of corpse energy and crystal core.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, boundless pain flooded him like a tide.

Si Han clenched his hands firmly into fists, and walked step by step to the place where Wen Renye confessed to him, every step seemed to be stepping on a sharp blade, piercing bloody into his heart.

He sat where he had walked before, quietly looking up at the windy and cloudy sky.

Wenren Yeqing is like a poisonous snake wrapped in honey. It looks sweet and attractive, but once it goes deep, you can only slowly feel the pain of being bitten back.

Mingming knew early on that he couldn't be trusted.

When I read the original book, I knew what he was like. When I saw him for the first time, I was even more scared to death, but in the end, I still fell into the trap.

What is it about him that he likes?

Is it the jade carving boy with eyelashes like butterfly wings under the moonlight?Or looking back brightly, said that he would come to pick up his prudent senior brother?Or the famous young master who faces everything calmly and gracefully?

Si Han tightly closed his eyes, and countless images intertwined in his mind, finally freezing the night when they first met.

That's right, whether he realized it or not, from the very beginning, he liked the young man in red, and the throbbing that went deep into his soul never changed.

Unknowingly sat for a long time.

The midday sun pushed through the thick clouds, bringing a glimmer of hope to the dead city.

Si Han slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were firmer than ever before.

It's all just a deception, it's all just an unreal dream.

This is where dreams begin.

Let the dream end here!

He stretched out his hand, and powerful spiritual power surged out, and the nearby buildings shattered into pieces like mirror images, and then annihilated into dust, blown away in the wind.

Si Han's heart seemed to melt along with it, and then was buried deeply.

He stood up, and thousands of crystal nuclei floated around him in an instant, and the Evil Shadow Spirit Body technique was fully activated. Immediately, monstrous energy burst out from the crystal nucleus, and the violent energy scattered to the surroundings. Han was firmly trapped.

It's an insane process.

Taking advantage of the advantages of being a spirit body, Si Han forcibly absorbed all these energies into his body, and a large amount of spiritual power poured into his dantian. If it were an ordinary monk, he would have exploded and died, but he still kept sending it into his body.

Due to the collision of spiritual power, a huge tornado formed around Si Han, completely surrounding him. As his cultivation level improved, the tornado became bigger and bigger.

"Golden Core Middle Stage"

Si Han murmured.

"Golden Core Late Stage"

"Half-step Nascent Soul"

At this time, the surrounding tornado had already pierced into the sky, and this vision caused countless people in the purple world to panic.

Finally, Si Han's golden core suddenly grew bigger, and finally changed qualitatively, turning into a Nascent Soul.

For a moment, a huge Tai Chi formed over the entire purple world, hovered for a long time, and finally returned to Si Han's body.

"Huh..." Si Han finally breathed a sigh of relief, but he immediately realized that the Purple Realm was only a mysterious world, and it could only accommodate the Golden Core stage at most, and his Nascent Soul stage would be excluded to the Earth-level world within a few minutes.

Thinking of this, he didn't want to waste time, so he took out the boundary stone and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, a voice reached his ears.

"Sihan?"

When he turned around, he saw Feng Jiajia looking at him incredulously.

Seeing that it was an old acquaintance, even Si Han couldn't help showing a smile, and then he froze immediately.

"I remember my face was covered with blood, how did you recognize me?" he asked curiously.

"Cut..." Feng Jiajia said disdainfully, "I'm an art student, and your facial features are not in the way, so I guess it's okay."

She kept talking like a cannonball: "But why didn't you come back after you hid us? Where have you been all these years? How did you dress like this? Did you see the strange scene here just now? ?”

"I have something to do at the moment, so just..." Si Han froze for a moment when he said this.

"You just said, all these years?" Si Han's heart skipped a beat, and a bad premonition gradually emerged.

"Yes!" Feng Jiajia frowned.

"You have been away for three years, and we can't find you."