Yan Bai looked at Ji Baimo in the image with strange eyes. She stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to touch Ji Baimo at that point in time.

That was Ji Baimo she had never seen before.

In the picture, the little girl said she wanted to see her mother, and finally she was comforted and smiled. When she was sweetly saying thank you to Ji Baimo for her big brother, her body was suddenly penetrated, and blood splattered all over Ji Baimo, dyeing his hands and his clothes red. He lowered his head and looked at his hands in disbelief. The expression on his face was a little confused for a moment, as if he didn't know whether he was doing right or wrong. It was so fragile that it made people feel a little distressed. At least Yan Bai wanted to hug her.

He is really gentle.

How could such a person look like a person who would cruelly kill so many people?

"Does Mo Mo still feel sad?" Yan Bai hugged Ji Baimo and asked softly. She seemed to be afraid that Ji Baimo would be sad, so she stood up and touched Ji Baimo's head.

"I forgot, am I Baibai now?" Ji Baimo listened to Yan Bai's inquiry, bent his lips and shook his head with a smile. He actually didn't have much feelings about his previous memories, nor did he feel that it was meaningless. It was just a long and boring time. It was just a coincidence that he appeared in that country.

People always have times that are too naive, so naive that they think they are omnipotent, and so naive that they can really save everything.

He was like this at that time, young and frivolous, and extremely innocent.

Ji Baimo looked at the person in the image who seemed to be looking at a person who had nothing to do with him and had nothing to do with him. He pursed his lips slightly, making people feel extremely cold and thin.

Ji Baimo was once kind, but later he killed his kind self with his own hands.

Everyone looked at the scene in the image quietly, the destruction of the most powerful capital, a cruel massacre, hundreds of thousands of people disappeared overnight, Ji Baimo stood in the sea of ​​blood. Since he could not save him, he chose to kill and fight for a bloody path.

Everything is like a quick look. Everything in the image follows the trajectory of ten years, the destruction of the strongest country, the rise of the other seven countries, and the citizens who are not in the capital have been included in their own countries, weaving a lie.

The lie of the public enemy of the world.

It was that man who killed everyone, he was a murderer, and everyone was killed.

The alliance of seven countries was born.

It is just to pull out a fig leaf to cover what they have done. As for this person who may reveal the truth, of course, he will die.

Only when you die can the true truth be covered forever, and this planet can completely belong to them.

After all, there is still a rumor. As long as the planet absorbs enough fertilizer, it may make people immortal. This thing makes everyone feel extremely crazy. Life is limited. Even if technology is achieved, human life is still limited. This temptation is too great that people cannot be moved. This massacre of hundreds of thousands of people is just the rumor of immortality and the precious mineral veins above.
Chapter completed!