Instructing the second senior sister not to go out, Wang Huai rushed out of his room and ran all the way to the scene of the incident, where he saw that the place was already surrounded by government officials.

Several gangsters with kerchiefs over their mouths were vomiting at the door. The sour smell mixed with the smell of blood made Wang Huai, who had not eaten breakfast, feel a little uncomfortable.

Pushing aside the others, Wang Huai walked inside. When he saw the blood-stained room, he also stepped back with a pale face.

It's too awful.

The parts of more than a dozen people cannot make up a complete person.

However, Wang Huai was a man who had died several times, and his nerves had been tempered a bit, so he could still endure it for the time being.

After bypassing the door, Wang Huai walked into the room again, carefully observed the surrounding situation, and then evacuated before he vomited.

Thinking back to the situation inside, Wang Huai felt a little strange.

Although a brutal massacre occurred, the furnishings in the room were basically not destroyed, and it did not look like a struggle had occurred.

There are fourteen pairs of bowls and chopsticks placed on the table, indicating that there should have been fourteen people here before.

There were still some vegetables left in the hot pot, which seemed to have happened at the end of the meal.

There was still the smell of alcohol in the house, so everyone must have been drinking.

So the question is, what could directly kill fourteen people without destroying the decorations?

Uncle Duan's martial arts is very high, but according to Wang Huai's understanding of Uncle Duan, the other party can't do this either.

Then it can only be a demon or a practitioner.

Recalling the performance of Second Senior Sister, Wang Huai sighed.

She should be the second senior sister.

However, Second Senior Sister Xiong is a bit of a bear, but she doesn't seem like someone who can do such a thing.

At this time, a government official came to Wang Huai and asked tremblingly: "Sir, what should we do?"

All the officials in Jifeng Town were wiped out last night, and the rest were petty officials.

Without their backbone, they can only place their hopes on Wang Huai of the Zhenguo Division.

Realizing that everyone was looking at him, Wang Huai pondered for a moment, and then said: "Seal this place first and don't let it spread. I'll think about what to do. Listen, no one is talking nonsense. If there is any violation, I will be the first to do so."

Kill him."

Stomping his foot hard, a golden light appeared on Wang Huai's leg, and an inch-deep footprint was immediately left on the ground. The scalp of the clerk next to him was numb.

If this foot stomps on my head...

Hastily throwing away this ominous thought, the officer immediately informed his colleagues and went to carry out Wang Huai's order.

Wang Huai knew that his threat would not last long, so he immediately returned to his room and said to the second senior sister who was wrapped in a ball on the bed: "Second senior sister, what happened last night, please tell me in detail."

"I killed them." Zhong Yue said dully.

Seeing Zhong Yue who had lost her soul and even showed signs of the invasion of inner demons, Wang Huai slapped Zhong Yue, leaving a red mark on Zhong Yue's face.

Pulling Zhong Yue's clothes, Wang Huai lowered his voice and said: "Second Senior Sister, I am saving you now. You are not suffering from the backlash of dragon energy, which means you are right to kill. However, practitioners cannot kill mortals indiscriminately, let alone you.

It's still an official. This matter can't be kept secret for too long. Soon, another wave of people from the Zhenguo Division will arrive. Once verified, you will be punished by death."

After being beaten awake, Zhong Yue finally couldn't help it and started crying.

Although she is usually a bit arrogant, she is still only a twelve-year-old child after all.

Pulling Wang Huai's clothes, she cried and said: "I heard that they were planning to harm you, so I couldn't help but take action. I was so angry that I forgot that they are mortals. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, little junior sister."

Sighing, Wang Huai hugged Zhong Yue into his arms, patted Zhong Yue's trembling shoulders and said, "Don't be afraid, junior sister, I'm here. Trust me, okay? As long as I'm here, they can't hurt you."

Zhong Yue was like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, hugging Wang Huai tightly and crying.

Holding Zhong Yue in his arms, Wang Huai whispered: "Next, I need you to trust me completely, is that okay?"

"Can."

The moment Zhong Yue agreed, Wang Huai had already activated the "invite friends" function and saw the content of Zhong Yue's simulation.

"The destiny you randomly received this time is [Chuchu pitiful] (blue): Anyone who sees you will think that you are a bit pitiful child."

"12 years old: You killed an official in Jifeng Town. Although you looked pitiful, you were still executed.

For this simulation, you earned 3 points.

Do you want to replace the original destiny [violent] (grey) with [lovely] (blue)?"

Looking at the last prompt, Wang Huai confirmed his previous judgment.

The fate of every practitioner is gray.

This should be the influence of strange objects.

After rubbing Zhong Yue's hair, Wang Huai asked again: "Do you really believe me?"

"real!"

With Zhong Yue's agreement, her destiny "violent" was replaced by "lovely".

At this moment, Wang Huai felt that Zhong Yue in his arms had become cute.

The other party was originally a very cute child, but because he was usually a bit too arrogant, he didn't notice it at all.

But at this time, Zhong Yue was crying with tears all over her face. I felt pity for her. Her childish appearance and the addition of tears actually reminded Wang Huai of his big dog.

Fate is so terrifying.

Restraining his urge to masturbate Zhong Yue, Wang Huai asked in his mind: "Can I simulate someone else's fate for real without letting the other person know about it?"

"You can customize it freely without letting the other party know."

"Okay, let's do the simulation."

The reality in front of him was shattered and then reorganized. When everything returned to calm, Wang Huai found that he had arrived in a dark room.

There was no light in the room, no sense of reality under my feet, and no sound at all. It seemed that all five senses had been stripped away, leaving only the purest tranquility.

There was no hearing, no vision, and even his own sense of existence disappeared. This feeling of isolation from the world made Wang Huai fall into a huge sense of loneliness, and his breathing became rapid.

It may have been a few minutes, or it may have been a year, but a ray of light finally lit up on Wang Huai, allowing Wang Huai to see the surroundings and see Zhong Yue beside him.

The opponent's body was covered with whip marks, and there was no intact place. At this time, his energy was like a thread, and he was already close to death.

After that, an indifferent voice sounded: "Wang Huai, we will not discuss the matter of you forging your gender and joining the Miaoyin Sect for the time being. Let me ask you, how much do you know about what Zhong Yue did?"

The voice was not loud, but it seemed to be ringing deep in my mind and reaching deep into my soul.

Wang Huai found himself opening his mouth involuntarily: "Everything."

"Hmph, what a Miaoyin Sect, what a Wang Huai. Zhong Qinghe, this is your good disciple."

Zhong Qinghe?

Isn't that the head of the Miaoyin Sect, his own cheap master?

Isn't she in retreat?

In the darkness, a sigh came, and the loneliness in it made Wang Huaidu almost cry.

Then, a quiet voice sounded: "I have nothing to say, I will leave it to you, the True Lords."

A true king is a practitioner who has become a Yin god and has gone to the underworld to successfully gain fame.

The higher you go in cultivation, the harder it gets. Cheng Yin Shen is already a leader in the cultivation world and the true manager of the Immortal Alliance.

In the darkness, there was another cold snort: "Zhong Yue killed innocent people indiscriminately, a capital crime. Wang Huai shielded the murderer, abandoned his cultivation, and was demoted to a mortal. Zhong Qinghe, do you have any objections to this decision?"

"Leave it to your true lord's disposal."

Huge pain swept over him, as if countless centipedes crawled into his body, making Wang Huai almost wail.

Holding back the pain in his body, Wang Huai asked loudly: "I don't understand something. Who betrayed us?"

Zhong Qinghe's voice immediately sounded: "Changkong Temple, good destiny."

"Zhong Qinghe, shut up!"

"Shut up first!" Wang Huai reluctantly raised his middle finger, "I curse you one day to be hit by a dump truck and killed by a dog. The ashes will be eaten by a dog, mixed with rice and excreted, and you will be treated as farm manure and never be reincarnated!"

The True Lord in the darkness immediately became furious: "Insulting the True Lord is a death penalty!"

An invisible giant hand struck down, causing Wang Huai's body to be shattered into pieces and his body to die.

Wang Huai groaned when he returned to reality. The severe pain seemed to still remain in his body, making him tremble uncontrollably.

After a long while, Wang Huai stopped shaking and exhaled a breath of turbid air.
Chapter completed!