After being stabbed to death by my junior brother

The three people on the opposite side frowned: "Everyone is the same, what do you mean?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Shen Qiuting felt bad. He looked down at the name written on his wrist, and found that the name had disappeared unconsciously.

This method won't work, I have to think of another way as soon as possible to ensure that I will not forget who I am.

No... what's his name?

The familiar trance came again.

Shen Qiuting heard himself laugh, and said coldly: "There is no rule in this world that says comrades should not be killed."

Immediately afterwards, he raised his hand, and a bloody devilish energy flew towards the three of them, cutting their necks silently.

Three heads rolled to the ground, blood gushing out.

Shen Qiuting took out a clean handkerchief and wiped his hands, looked condescendingly at the head on the ground, threw away the handkerchief, turned and left without hesitation.

A distorted joy that could not be described in words surged in his heart.

It was not the first time he had heard these rumors, but this was the first time he taught these people a lesson.

In recent days, the God Realm and even the entire Kyushu below it have not been peaceful. The strange weather is no longer abnormal. Outside the fairy mountains, there are more and more landslides and landslides. Time suddenly has the appearance of doomsday.

The high-ranking gods are aware of these visions. The God Realm has been peaceful for thousands of years, and countless hidden dangers have been buried during it. The Dao of Heaven is afraid that it will start to reshuffle the cards.

But these demon gods don't care.

God or man, in his eyes, they are all ants that have nothing to do with him, life or death has nothing to do with him.

Although he has always been very aware of his innate nature, but for the sake of some people in the God Realm treating him well, he has always disguised himself very well.

Many times, he also thought about it, in fact, it is not impossible to keep pretending like this.

But after this time, he discovered that it turned out to be such a happy thing to use his own strength to release his own nature.

The blood in his whole body couldn't help but agitate.

Shen Qiuting vaguely felt that something was wrong, but this feeling disappeared quickly amidst the restlessness.

He thought he should make everyone pay.

Aren't we all worried about chaos in the world?Then the world will be in chaos.

Didn't it mean that he was ominous - then let the real turmoil be all because of him.

Shen Qiuting's pitch-black eyes turned red like blood at some point, and unprecedented power filled his entire body.

He changed direction and walked towards the place with the most people.

He didn't know what he had done, he only knew that when he came back to his senses, there was already a body lying on the ground.

The mocking or jealous expressions of these people were still in his memory, but now they are all dead and turned into a pile of broken meat.

Shen Qiuting's original clothes had been stained red by the blood of countless people, exuding a disgusting bloody smell.

He frowned in disgust, took off his blood-stained robe and threw it on the ground, changed into a new robe and left the place.

Strangely, after killing so many people, not only did he not feel tired, but his strength seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

It seems that he can destroy the world with a flick of a finger.

A thick layer of snow quickly accumulated on the fairy mountain, which never snowed all year round, and with the blood flowing all over the ground, it presented a dirty dark color.

Shen Qiuting slowly calmed down his overly noisy heartbeat, as if he had finally broken through all barriers and regained supreme freedom.

He thought, power is really a good thing, with power, not only can everyone be ants, but also can turn everyone into ants.

It was slowly getting dark.

The fairy mountain, which was originally a fairyland scene, has become a purgatory.

Shen Qiuting calmly stepped across a field of corpses, not caring whether the people still alive would come to seek revenge on him, and walked to the human world.

At this time, the passage between the God Realm and the Human Realm has not been closed by the Dao of Heaven, and only one-way ascension is allowed. Any god can go back to the Human Realm through this passage to ward off disasters and bless their believers.

In a sense, at this time, the boundary between man and god is not yet clear.

But this time, he didn't go to eliminate the disaster, he was the disaster itself.

After stepping into the tunnel, Shen Qiuting finally recovered a little clarity due to the violent fluctuations in the space.

He hastily grasped this trace of clarity, quickly took out the dagger and scratched his arm.

The pain cleared up his dazed mind, and finally freed him from the emotions that belonged to Lin Lang.

As he regained consciousness, the illusion collapsed again, and within a few breaths, he returned to the corridor from the illusion.

Shen Qiuting leaned against the wall, hastily applied some medicine to his arm, and wrapped up the hideous wound he had just scratched with a cloth.

It took him a bit of effort to clear away the demon god's remaining emotions in his soul.

The situation was worse than he imagined.

I'm afraid that after a few more times of this illusion, he will really forget his identity.

He didn't know what Lin Lang wanted to do, he just knew that he couldn't sit still and wait for death.

Shen Qiuting stood up against the wall, intending to try to find the loopholes in it first.

Unexpectedly, not long after he walked along the corridor, a big hole opened up in the ground under his feet.Before he could react, he fell down.

Shen Qiuting couldn't help but cursed.

This time the scene has been moved from the God Realm to the Human Realm.

It seemed to be after the Great War, the sky was overcast, and the air smelled of thick smoke and blood.

When he opened his eyes, he saw countless corpses crawling under his feet.

Under the corpse was the scorched ground, as if it had been burned by some kind of fire, leaving only a little dry stubble of charred bushes on the ground.

This time, there was almost no chance for Shen Qiuting to buffer, and the consciousness of the demon god took the lead.

His blood-red eyes were dazed for a while, closed and opened again, and then replaced with sarcasm.

He sat high on the branch of the only big tree that hadn't been completely burned, lowered his eyes slightly and looked down at the gods who besieged him not far away.

Lingyun seemed to be injured, his right arm was hanging limply on the side, he frowned tightly, and said the first sentence: "Don't be obsessed with being obsessed."

Shen Qiuting played with the sword tassel in his hand, and asked innocently: "If I turn around now, will you spare my life?"

Lingyun was stunned for a moment, and said: "You have killed too much, and heaven will not tolerate you."

Shen Qiuting kneaded the sword tassel in his hand into powder, and sneered: "Since I am dead whether I realize it or not, what difference does it make?"

An elderly immortal cursed bitterly: "You are so stubborn! How can there be a scum like you in my God Realm!"

Shen Qiuting suddenly felt that this sentence seemed familiar.

It seemed that he had been accused by thousands of people for bearing such a bad name.

This strange emotion passed quickly.

Hearing this kind of words, his ears were almost callused, and it was not surprising that he seemed to have known each other before.

He slowly jumped down from the tree and drew out his spirit sword: "Since we can't reach an agreement, let's see who dies first."

As soon as Chi Ming got out of the scabbard, he saw such a scene, and trembled crazily like a ghost.

Why does it go crazy after not seeing its owner for a while?

Sensing the lack of coordination of the spirit sword, Shen Qiuting couldn't help frowning, stretched out his hand and flicked the sword body: "Be quiet."

Chi Ming didn't dare to move any further, and curled up quietly in his palm.

Shen Qiuting caressed the blade of the Spirit Sword, and suddenly had a little doubt in his heart—has he always... used a sword?

But the demon god seems to have never had a natal magic weapon.

Seeing that he was stubborn, the gods on the opposite side had already attacked him.

Shen Qiuting didn't have time to think about it, and raised his sword to meet him.

Too manic power was rampaging in his body, so that when he drew the sword, he didn't realize it at all, and could only rely on instinct - wanting to see blood.

So one after another, former comrades died under his sword.

Eyes full of blood.

He seemed to regain consciousness at a certain moment, but the scene in front of him quickly overlapped with the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in his previous life, leading him into a deeper nightmare.

He can hardly tell who he is even in a waking state.

When Shen Qiuting finally regained consciousness, he realized that he was cornered by the few remaining gods.

Behind him was an endless abyss, as if the earth had suddenly split from the middle, and it opened its huge mouth blackly, wanting to choose someone to devour.

Chi Mingjian's body was stained with blood, and it was trembling crazily in his hand.

Chi Ming is just a spirit sword and has no soul. Although this illusion can confuse it for a while, it cannot continue to confuse it when it comes into contact with people and things in the illusion.

It wanted to wake up Shen Qiuting, but Shen Qiuting was obviously controlled by the illusion, and did not respond to it at all.

It can feel...there is something terrible under this abyss.If the master falls, it is very likely that he will never come back.

Shen Qiuting obviously didn't realize the danger - or even if he was aware of the danger, he didn't care.

The only remaining immortals in front of him, who were wounded and disabled, looked at him with piercing hatred.

A god walked out first, and scolded angrily: "Now you have nowhere to go, what else do you want to say?"

Shen Qiuting looked up at the leaden sky, shook his head honestly, and said in surprise: "I thought you suffered a lot in this battle."

Hearing these shameless words, the man was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick. He didn't care about his own injuries, and rushed forward with a weapon.

The rest of the people looked at each other and followed suit.

This devil has many tricks and he has no scruples, they don't need to talk about martial arts with him.

Shen Qiuting didn't have much strength anymore, he dodged the opponent's attack lightly, and got a not deep and not shallow wound on his body.

He glanced at the blood gushing out of his body, and took advantage of the opportunity to lift his sword and stab through the opponent's heart.

I don't know if there will be new gods after this time?

You should be able to, the rules of the way of heaven need people to maintain them. If one group dies, there will be another group, so it's not a big deal.

In fact, there are already many wounds on his body, the blood loss is accelerating, and he is gradually unable to maintain his body temperature.

After dodging another attack, he staggered and took half a step back, almost falling directly into the abyss.

"careful!"

The words of Lingyun's reminder blurted out, and without even thinking about it, she rushed forward and pulled him back again.

He only had one left hand left to use, and because of excessive force, the incomplete wound burst open, and the red blood quickly soaked the clothes.

Shen Qiuting stared at him blankly.

Some memories are almost irrepressible to break through the maze in my mind, and everything in front of me suddenly becomes strange.

Lingyun pulled him back only to realize what she had done, frowned fiercely, and threw Shen Qiuting to the ground.

The others only thought that what he did just now was controlled by the devil, and looked at Shen Qiuting with a layer of fear.

Only Lingyun knows what happened.

At the moment when the Demon God was about to fall into the abyss, he actually felt that the person standing in front of the abyss was not the evil leader, but his best friend who had known him for a long time.

Shen Qiuting sat down on the ground and looked at the abyss a few steps away, his mind began to be in a trance again.

No... Those things just now are simply not something he can do.

If it was him...he would take the initiative to jump down and end all of this.

He seemed to have finally grasped something, and slowly stood up from the ground.

The people around were afraid that he might have something to back them up, and they were all on guard.

Shen Qiuting just glanced at them, then turned around and walked directly to the edge of the abyss.

As long as he's dead...all the gore is over.

He doesn't like the smell of blood.

At the moment when he was about to fall into the abyss, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed him tightly.

"Shen Qiuting!"

Shen Qiuting stared blankly at the person who came, and slowly frowned: "Who are you talking about...?"

Messy memories slowly came back to life, his head was aching, and he instinctively wanted to do something, but was suddenly pulled into his arms by the visitor regardless.

A familiar warmth enveloped him.

With the recovery of Shen Qiuting's consciousness, the surrounding illusion began to blur again.

Shen Qiuting nestled in Bai Guanchen's arms, and suddenly couldn't hold back.

He tightly grabbed Bai Guanchen's sleeve and complained half-truthfully, "Why are you here so late?"

Bai Guanchen hugged him even tighter, and said seriously: "I'm sorry."

He was close to losing his senior brother again.

Shen Qiuting suppressed the urge to choke and took a light breath, feeling a little ashamed, secretly wiped away the tears on Bai Guanchen's body before replying in a muffled voice: "It's good when you come."

The author has something to say: No surprises, there will be big fat chapters in the next two days, because the spicy chicken and pigeons still have more than 1 words on the list task (Peaceful lie flat jpg)

I will resign this Friday, and I will not be a pigeon if I resign!In the end, he secretly tweeted and ran away!

感谢在2021-04-2123:47:37~2021-04-2701:00:35期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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