Fast-crossing system: the villain BOSS strikes!

Duqin couldn't remember how long he had been in the pool.

After the blue veins on his body burst out, the flesh began to fall off.

Sen Bai's bones were exposed, which was extremely terrifying, but it didn't hurt, as if it wasn't his flesh and blood.

He became a skeleton.

"Hahahaha, it's really extraordinary, it's okay like this." The national teacher laughed by the pool, "My grand plan hahaha!"

Duqin felt that his consciousness was a little out of control, no...

Duqin wanted to fight, and that force was stronger than him.

His consciousness can't compete with him.

He fell into chaos.

From time to time, the voice of the national teacher can be heard in the ear.

He left the pool.

The national teacher always let him kill.

He killed many, many people, and countless people called him a monster, and called the national teacher cruel and inhuman.

The land that had been peaceful for 200 years fell into blood and death again.

Duqin didn't know how many people he had killed. He wanted to break free from the chaos period, but his strength was too weak.

But he can briefly control the body.

He began to slowly regain consciousness behind the national teacher's back.

This process is long and arduous.

But he persisted.

When he could completely control his body, he didn't rush to have a showdown with the national teacher, but continued to grow his strength quietly.

The national teacher still let him kill.

Do not……

He is king now.

The national teacher's territory is getting bigger and bigger, and he is getting more and more powerful. After the national teacher ruled the world by killing, he finally remembered to get rid of him.

It's a pity it's too late.

Duqin killed the national teacher and threw him into the pond, letting him watch his own flesh and blood be separated.

However, even if he killed the national teacher, he couldn't control his desire to kill.

kill...

Never ending killing.

There are countless dead souls under his sword.

"king……"

"king……"

"Wake up!"

"King, don't do this!"

whose voice?

Duqin didn't know.

But that voice has been in his ears, he is very annoying, kill...

"King, look at me, wake up!"

For some reason, Duqin suddenly woke up.

In his hand, he was pinching a child about ten years old, his face was ashen.

"king……"

A childish voice came out with difficulty from his throat.

Duqin looked at him suspiciously, then let go, the child fell to the ground, he coughed, but did not run away.

"Wang, that's great." The child looked at him happily, "Don't kill any more."

Duqin looked at his white hand bones, "I can't help it."

"It's okay Wang, I will help you." The child said with a firm face.

"Help me?" He didn't need help.

Duqin glanced at the child, then raised his feet and walked to the distance. It was a human city.

The child stumbled to follow, and he cried, "King, don't go anymore."

It was rare for Duqin to be awake for so long. He paused and looked back at the child.

The child cried very sadly.

sad……

What is he sad about?

Duqin looked at the city in the distance, then at him, and finally fell silent, turned around and walked in another direction.

The child followed him step by step.

He always calls him Wang.

he is king...

What king?

whose king?

Duqin felt that he had forgotten a lot.

Every time he wanted to kill, the child would call him, loudly and loudly, as if to pull him back from the abyss.

later……

He seemed used to the child's presence.

However, they were chased and killed by human beings, and they were obviously just a weak child, but they protected him every time and bruised themselves all over.

"My lord, I will protect you."

The child gazed at him firmly and earnestly.

From the bottom of his eyes, what he saw was just a skeleton.

"Why?"

The child smiled happily, "You are my king."

Duqin really wants to tell him that he is not, he doesn't even remember who he is.

But he didn't say a word in the end.

They were chased and killed all the way, and the child took him to escape, not letting him kill.

after that……

They found a place to hide.

No killing.

No gore.

Duchen remembered living there for a long time, the child growing from a teenager to a young man.

The youth would leave occasionally, and Duqin could already control himself very well, so when he left, Duqin didn't feel anything.

But youth are away for longer and longer.

Until that day...

The young man came back with someone to pick him up.

He still remembers the frightened expression of humans when they saw him.

But the young man didn't care, took him out and lived in a big palace.

They called the young king.

But the young man bowed his knees for him and respectfully called him king.

The young man tried to restore his flesh and blood, but at that time the national teacher didn't know how to use it, so he couldn't find a way.

Youth is getting old.

But he is still the same.

On the contrary, it is getting stronger and stronger.

Young people seem to be getting scared.

Duchen didn't know what he was afraid of.

The young man spent ten years building that ancient tomb.

"King, sleep well." The young man said, "I will come to welcome you again in a long time."

"Why?"

The man in the dragon robe knelt down on one knee, "My lord, without me, I'm afraid they will bully you."

"okay."

Duqin didn't hesitate at all.

He didn't know the meaning of his life like this.

He lay down in the prepared coffin.

The young man was already old, his temples were covered with white hair, standing outside the coffin, looking at him sadly.

He told himself that because he was afraid that he would lose control, half of his power was sealed on his portable sword, which was both a seal and a killing weapon.

Later, he closed the coffin lid himself.

Duchen's world plunged into darkness.

He heard mournful cries outside.

"King, wait for me."

These were the last words he said to him.

But Duqin didn't wait for him.

He woke up many times, no one came to him, he was always in the dark.

Then he got impatient, so he went out by himself.

The outside world made him a little confused.

It was so strange that he was overwhelmed.

Those strangely dressed people still stared at him, but it was no longer the terrified eyes they used to be, but another kind...

He searched for the breath of the sword and found her.

At that time, he just wanted to get back his own things, and never thought that that person would become his most important person.

Later, he was in the window and saw his own appearance.

He was supposed to be a skeleton, but he recovered his flesh and blood. He was at a loss at the time.

Then the girl approached him with a smile, and stuffed the fluffy doll to him.

She just broke into his world without warning.

But he didn't reject her.

He likes the warmth of her body.

Also like her.

Duqin stood on Wuliang Mountain and looked in the direction of the ancient tomb.

"Little zombie."

Du Qin turned his head, and the girl stood in front of the Taoist temple, calling him with a smile, just as gentle as when she first met.

Holding the doll in his arms, he walked towards the light in his heart.

"I remember his name is Qingcheng, he is my priest."

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Jiu Shao only inherited Duqin's memory, not the previous Duqin.

Ah, suddenly Qingcheng and Duqin are so cute!