"Oh."

Hearing Ji Xu's answer, Lin Guanhai let out an inexplicable chuckling.

She then said, "Do you know how many people she has killed? Although Yue Shen Yan is called the 'killing god', the number of people she killed is far less than that she has come."

Ji Xu's movements froze and then frowned.

When Chen Yao noticed his movements, his eyes darkened, he subconsciously bit his lip, moved his steps to the side, lowered his head and said nothing.

"I forgot that you were not born yet, so you won't know some of the pain, let alone feel it."

Lin Guanhai said lightly: "Although old man Sima allowed some neutral demon clans to study in the academy, there has been a saying among the demon clans, or the ancestral teachings, 'The human race and the demon clan have never ended.' You now know that the monsters around you are the great saints of the demon clan who kill countless people. What will you do next?"

Ji Xu was silent, but the momentum around him was not relaxed at all, and it was still like a pile of powder barrels, and a spark could detonate it.

On the verge of being able to do something at any time and trying hard.

Lin Guanhai's eyes were faint and said slowly: "You may not believe it in your heart, but after I said so much, she did not deny it. Obviously, admitting that these are all facts. If a traitor dies, will you still feel compassion for the enemy of that race?"

Ji Xu looked at Chen Yao on the side. Although he knew that the mirage demon had participated in the battle of the Tianmen decades ago, he didn't know what role she played in it. And how should the Moon God Yan be called the God of Killing, that mirage demon with more people than he killed?

The impression he had always been in his heart was the thin girl who walked slowly from the bridge across the river.

Or is he always constrained by Ye Lin’s original image?

Chen Yao looked up at him. Although there was a dazzling fire filled Ji Xu's eyes, she could still understand Ji Xu's current confusion, the kind of exploration with uncertainty and carefulness.

"She is right. There are countless humans who die under my command." Chen Yao's lips moved, and the majesty of the great saint of the demon clan was restored to the line of her voice. She said slowly: "There are martyrs of you humans, and there are also ordinary people who have been affected."

After hearing what she said, Lin Guanhai, who was standing in the darkness of the room, showed a smile on his lips, but his eyes were also a little surprised. Obviously, he didn't expect that the other party would admit it, and he still admitted it so happily?

"Then, I have nothing to say now." Chen Yao pulled out his arm holding Ji Xu, staggered, and leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window beside him.

At my feet, there is a hole in the glass in the window. The whistling wind pours in, and the outside is hundreds of meters above the ground.

...

Ji Xu looked at Chen Yao's movements, and his arm that was removed was still bent stiffly.

He looked down at the short sleeves he was wearing, and he could still feel the breath that Chen Yao had left on it before.

Then, he chuckled.

"You have also said that I was not born at that time. So I don't know the pain she brought to you, nor am I interested in knowing."

Ji Xu's hands naturally drooped, his body was as straight as a gun. His eyes looked faintly at Lin Guanhai in front of him, and said, "The life and death of ordinary people is not in their own hands, let alone our vocation. Since we have chosen this path, we are comparing the size of the fist, and relying on the power of the fist. When we have the intention of "fighting", then we will die if we are not as good as humans. There may be regrets, but it is really not a thing worthy of sadness."

"Before Su Yao died, I met him at Mo Hanshan's funeral. He said, 'Things are decided before, whoever is weak is stronger'. I don't agree with this. Big fist is the hard truth. If you want to live, you must be stronger than others."

After Ji Xu finished speaking, he looked at Lin Guanhai with a faint look, and the fire in his eyes became even more intense.

Lin Guanhai narrowed his eyes, raised his lips, and said, "I never thought that you have become a demon. It seems that from Yue Shen Yan, you not only learned the artistic conception of "killing", but also learned his devilish thoughts."

Ji Xu laughed silently and said, "You asked Guan Guan to kill me in front, and then used methods to hurt Chen Yao's soul and force me to come over. Isn't it just to avenge Guan Guan and complete the tasks he has not completed? Saying so much will not do much to me."

Lin Guanhai nodded, moved his body, walked out of the darkness in the room, and walked to a place where he could be touched by the light on Ji Xu's body.

The light and darkness intertwined, her figure was a little dark and inexplicably dark, and the shadows extending on the ground were also a little strange, like branches shaking under the moonlight, or like lurking giant beasts.

Chen Yao leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window, and the cold wind poured in from her side, causing her to shrink in an instant.

"You are the origin of all troubles. I asked Guan Guan to take your life, and I also wanted to solve all this from the source. But I didn't expect that you would break the realm and break the Guan Guan."

Lin Guanhai had black hair like a waterfall, tied into a ponytail. He was wearing a snow-white cloak, and underneath was a plain robe embroidered with big red peonies. It was not a cheongsam for women, but a scholarly robe for ancient men.

The peonies embroidered on it are as red as blood, emitting strange colors on the edges of light and darkness.

Ji Xu's eyes seemed to be caught. When he was a little dull, his heart seemed to be burned by flames, which made him wake up in horror.

It turned out that before he knew it, he was actually affected by his consciousness.

"The world has not been peaceful recently and many troubles have occurred. Don't blame me for being ruthless. Everything is for the sake of future stability in the world."

Lin Guanhai said softly, with a little apology in his tone.

But Ji Xu's heart was filled with coldness, and a strong sense of crisis came from all directions of his body, making his skin hurt.

The alarm was suddenly heard, but the cauldron inside the body seemed to be frozen, and the blood and energy inside did not react at all when mobilized.

The blood in the body was frozen by the cold wind, the body was instantly stiff, and the change of consciousness began to become dry.

Ji Xu clenched his teeth, and he knew that it was the other party's move without thinking too much.

Before I came, I had guessed the scene of the two fighting after meeting, but after all, it was just a self-conception, but when I really fought, I realized how big the gap was.

The idea of ​​resisting never stopped, but the stiffness of the body can never keep up with the reaction of consciousness. It’s just that this simple qi constraint makes him unable to move, let alone have a chance to take action again.

Time seemed to have become very long, and Ji Xu could even see the whole story of every micro-expression on Lin Guanhai's face.

Illusion!

Ji Xu suddenly woke up.

The feeling of being overwhelmed was disappearing rapidly, and the feeling of weakness that had not existed was dissipating. He could feel the abundant qi and blood in his body stimulating forcefully. The perception around him that seemed to control everything returned to his body. The vigorous blood that was emitted was as dazzling as a torch lit at night, gradually illuminating the entire room.

Everything familiar returns again, and the illusion in the illusion fades like a tide.
Chapter completed!