Another World: My life is on the rise!

And everyone could feel her despair at that moment.

She finally stood up amid the turbulent curse, her expression murmuring, her long blood-red dress hanging down at her feet, and her sharp nails leaving long traces on the floor as she staggered.

"Did she leave..."

Looking at this scene, Lin Ying's eyes were red, and she didn't know how to vent the turbulent emotions in her heart.

Lin En turned his head, his eyes reflecting the dark night outside the door.

"No."

They turned and walked out.

In the light of memories of the past, countless rotten fallen leaves are flying, and the locust tree has long since withered, but it seems that its vitality can still be seen a hundred years ago.

Looking back in time, Xueyi sat slumped under the familiar locust tree.

It’s just that what fell at that moment was no longer the fragrant locust flower.

But rotten leaves.

The rope of the swing, which had long since rotted, hung on the thick tree trunk. She looked at it for a long time, and no one knew what kind of scene was echoing in her heart at that moment.

Maybe in that distant past.

There was laughter and laughter here too.

Has there ever been a child who sat in front of her and called her affectionately: Mother?

She sat there as hollow as a dead tree. Her hands slowly touched the rotten locust tree. During the touch, her nails were so sharp that the rotten trunk of the locust tree was only slightly touched. Upon contact, a deep mark appeared.

But that moment.

The blood that is shed is not corruptible powder.

But blood.

Dark and scarlet blood!

Lin En and the others shook violently and understood something almost immediately.

At that moment, in the light of memories of the past, they saw the lady in blood lowered her head and looked tremblingly at the ground under the big tree. She stretched out her hand and began to dig hard, and kept digging downwards.

Her speed was getting faster and faster.

And that is in the next moment.

Her fingernails touched a piece of bone.

The moment they touched it, it was as if time had frozen at that moment.

She stretched out her hand in a daze, and tremblingly dug up the rotten soil. When she held the hand of the skeleton, she seemed to clearly feel the warmth of that hand, because the hand was so small. The younger one has just begun to learn to write and can barely pick up chopsticks.

Yes.

She found her.

Under this cursed sky, she finally found her daughter.

She was buried under her favorite locust flower. Shortly after she went to hell, she was dismembered alive by her biological father and buried here...

And at that moment, she held the little hand of the skeleton and slowly raised her head.

In the light rain.

It was that moment.

She personifies the omen of death.

Buzz——

They clearly saw the overwhelming resentment radiating from her body, which even shattered the drizzle and dark clouds in the sky.

She raised her head, but there was no emotion and no words.

She buried the young skeleton.

Then she stood up.

Step by step, she lowered her head and walked barefoot to the street outside. Her long sharp nails were hanging on the ground. The resentment and death of the whole town rumbled toward her at that moment.

Death level.

From that moment on, for the first time in this world, a death-level evil spirit was truly born.

Just like Alice once said to him, no soul is really willing to let himself become a disaster, because your strength does not come from yourself, but from the pain you have experienced and your hatred.

Only those evil spirits that cannot be let go will become stronger and stronger.

Maybe that's a curse in itself.

Cursing every soul.

Let them never be reincarnated!

"She really made herself become...a sign of death..."

The night doctor murmured and stared at her back. In the memory of the past, her back disappeared step by step into the darkness.

No one knows what she is going to do...

Or maybe they all know.

Those she hated, those who caused the tragedy in her and her daughter's life...

"Where is she going..."

At this moment, the night doctor suddenly turned his head and looked tremblingly at Lin En, who also had murderous intent on his face.

yes!

A trillion-level existence!

If she can't find the culprit, if the culprit is no longer in this world, if her hatred cannot be reduced, if she completely loses control, then who else in the world can stop her? !

Because they all know one thing very well!

One hundred years!

More than a hundred years have passed!

Whether the Flesh God Cult gave the butcher a long lifespan and whether it allowed him to live until now is still unknown!

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And more importantly, can she still maintain her sanity after being swallowed up by hatred and revenge? If she is completely crazy now, how are they going to deal with it? !

Will you kill her?

Would you kill her if you couldn't free her from your hatred? !

"Go find it!"

Lin En turned his head suddenly, his eyes confused. Lin Ying had never heard his voice become so cold.

"Don't let go of every city, don't let go of every country! Find me the flesh and blood cultist. If he is dead, dig him out of the grave! If he is alive, then bring him to me! Go quickly !”

"yes!"

The two night doctors disappeared instantly.

They all understand what this moment means. Resentment and pain continue to grow, which will bring almost nothing but madness.

Linn turned his head suddenly, gritted his teeth, and looked at the eaves under the curse.

"Lin Ying, you should know now, this is what I experience every moment, the people you care about, the people around you, how much I hope they can be like us, but you know what? ? Really, sometimes even the smallest hope is a luxury. ”

Lin Ying's eyes turned red.

"Even if you are crazy, you won't kill her, right? I know you, you must be a hopeless bastard no matter what time you are!"

A smile appeared on Linn's lips.

"My hands have also told me this. Yes, I will not kill her no matter what. Even if she kills many, many people in this world, I will not...but I will try to save her from madness. Bring it back from there..."

If you can't bring it back, then try to bring it back until you can.

If this is all you can do for the rest of your life, then this is the best for the rest of your life.

He doesn't care, he doesn't care.

The billowing psychic energy dissipated from his body at that moment. When he opened his eyes again, he had completely switched to psychic mode.

"I don't believe that this child really died like this. I don't believe that this curse really swallowed up all her will."

He raised his head and said:

"She deserves revenge. This is not what she should have suffered."

"I believe she must still exist. Even if I search through the entire history, I will definitely be able to find her!"