125, Death

October 3, 93, Autumn.

It was 1130 a.m.

Autumn rain falls.

Cold...

And the bone-bone.

There was no one on the street.

It was quiet, only the sound of rain.

Hulalalalalalala---------------

At this time, night.

And, it was late at night.

The lights on the roadside are very dim.

Light yellow...

It seems that even themselves cannot be illuminated.

In the rain, Hun combined with ominous things.

Hulalalalalalala---------------

The ominous thing of red spreads with the miscellaneous raindrops.

Slowly, slowly...

They disperse.

It flows into Yin ditch and is swept away.

Un and the rain water is washed away.

Finally, finally...

The red liquid no longer flows.

Because, that has been drained.

Hulalalalalalala---------------

He, lying on the ground, face down, his eyes wide open and his mouth open.

Next to him, he lowered his head, looked coldly and coldly.

He looked at him.

Standing in the rain and watching silently.

Looking at this thing that was no longer angry.

Look at this thing that has been called a "corpse".

The person standing next to him has a name -

idiot.

The man who turned into a corpse on the ground also has a name -

idiot.

Hulalalalalalalalala--------------

The rain rumbles underground.

Hit the corpse and splashed water.

But after hitting the bystander, he passed through...

Uninterrupted, smashed to the ground...

“………………………………………………”

It's very dark.

In the early morning of the night, the biting autumn rain, the dark lights that can't even be illuminated...

The idiot slowly raised his translucent skin.

Silent...

...

…………

……………………

What's going on?

The sound of rain in my ears seemed to have disappeared.

Instead, there are a series of questions.

He lowered his head, looked at the corpse that was motionless in the rain, and looked at the huge wound on his back that reached his heart, and asked himself.

Check out the corpse again. Now, he... should he say he is? The entire right arm on the corpse has been removed, and pale bones emerge from the broken wound, and the muscles that have not been broken.

And now, the transparency in my hands...

The transparency of the body...

The idiot tried to take a breath...

No.

He couldn't inhale or exhale.

The lungs cannot expand, and the xiong part cannot rise or fall.

He can only stand here.

“………………………………………………”

anger?

Yes, but not enough.

Very few anger can solve things. And in this situation, he does not think that anger can play any role in helping things.

Now, he has only one thought.

Why……?

Can't remember...

Can't remember why...

Is it because I have lost my brain and my body?

He can't remember...

Can't remember what happened in the past moment

It seemed as if after everything came to his senses, he was already standing here, looking at the corpse of the man on the ground, immersed in the rainstorm...

Why did I come out on this rainy night?

Why did I...be killed here?

Who killed himself?

Why did you kill yourself?

With your own strength and vigilance, you should know that if you come out alone on such a rainy night, you must be vigilant. But I, who is carrying the power of the six swords and the demon clan, was eventually killed. How powerful is the other party?

My right arm was removed? Why? Is the target darkly destroyed?

What happened during the period when I was killed?

Everything...what the hell is going on?

What's going on...

Questions emerged in my mind in a bunch of ways.

But these questions have not been explained in any way. There is no way to explain them.

He clenched the translucent fists and gritted his teeth. After that, he stood on the corpse, squatted down, and tried to return to the rou body.

…………………………………………

The rain washed away the white rou block.

The idiot stood up again and looked at the corpse under his feet...

Watching the rain pass through your translucent body, finally, enter the wound that was destroyed, stacked...
To be continued...