Fantasy: Starting from the Nine Crowns

"I'm so jealous of him, how can he enjoy this happiness, even more than me, I killed him, there can't be someone in this world who enjoys the same happiness as me."

"He died, I killed him, that was my kind, and the only one who lived like me, but after he died, no one could compete with me for happiness, and his All the happiness, in the end, is "three and five" mine, and it was transferred to me the moment I killed him."

"Those human cultivators are also dead. There are corpses all over the sky. Do you know what it feels like to stand on it? All are masterpieces created by me.

"But I soon discovered that those happiness didn't last long. Although I was satisfied for a while, there were no more human cultivators for me to play with. Those farms were fresh for a few days, and I couldn't bring them up again. A hint of interest.

"It's so lonely, so lonely, I want to kill, I want to peel their skin and flesh, shins and bones, bit by bit, and suck their wonderful blood, that smell of blood, only it can make me happy.

Qin Yuntian looked at the black-robed old man, he was a complete lunatic, he only knew the murderer, Qin Yuntian had already made up his mind to kill the people.

"But I didn't get it for a long time, and after that, boredom, boredom! Drives me crazy, but I can't go to other little worlds, craving, there are so many toys in those little worlds, then There are many prey, but they don't know how to use them, so that they are buried in those small worlds, unable to play a real role, and those people who don't know how to have fun, then what is the meaning of their lives."

"Huh, it makes me so angry, but I have no choice but to wait in this small world, waiting for that illusory opportunity, I want to go out! But I don't dare, don't dare to go against it, I'm too scared. "

The black-robed old man laughed wildly, immersed in his so-called happiness and achievements. Qin Yuntian saw the sea of ​​corpses and blood in his eyes. Although he had seen the wind and waves, he still had some disgust and nausea from his heart...

Although his methods are ruthless and decisive, he does not kill, and he is not as crazy as the black-robed old man.

The black-robed old man suddenly showed great anger, as if he did not approve of the actions of the powerhouses in other small worlds, but then he thought of something, and his eyes were full of fear.

Qin Yuntian looked into the eyes of the black-robed old man, looked into his heart, looked into his soul, and saw through his memory, but only for a moment, Qin Yuntian still felt a terrifying aura from it. It frightened him, even death.

That aura is definitely stronger than Qin Yuntian, but there are such strong people in the Qinglong Pagoda. He didn't know it before. It is estimated that even the master of the 1.0 aura can't even help the Qinglong Pagoda. passive.

"But I met you. You are so interesting. Your blood and your flesh exude that wonderful fragrance. It is the scent of a strong man. I can't wait to enjoy it." The black robe The old man looked at Qin Yuntian with murder in his eyes, and even a little joy and desire.