After dying a hundred thousand times, I become a god in a strange world

At this time, Wei Xin's entire body was covered by Taotie's palms, with only one head exposed, and her eyes were filled with fear.

His pupils reflected Yang Ming's gradually approaching figure.

"No...no, don't come over!"

Without saying a word, Yang Ming slowly walked up to Wei Xin and stared at him indifferently.

"It's none of my business, it's her..."

boom!

Yang Ming's fist hit Wei Xin hard on the face. The punch directly broke the bridge of his nose and caused blood to flow freely.

Severe pain stimulated him.

"asshole......."

boom!

Another punch, and several of Wei Xin's teeth were knocked out.

However, he is indeed a zombie, and his injuries are recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Bang bang bang!

Yang Ming punched faster and faster, and he punched Wei Xin's face one after another with an expressionless expression.

Wei Xin's face quickly deformed and blood flowed across it.

"Something kills me!"

The only response he received was a continuous sound of punches.

Soon, all of Wei Xin's teeth fell out, the bridge of his nose was completely sunken, one of his eyeballs was blown out, and his skull even cracked, but he was still not dead.

Yang Ming fought like this for a full minute. In this minute, he punched at least a thousand times, as if he was going to hammer Wei Xin into mud.

But even so, Yang Ming has no plans to stop.

"Yang Ming, that's enough."

"Yeah, it's almost time, we should go."

Everyone looked at Yang Ming with worried faces, fearing that he would lose control spiritually.

Moreover, the surrounding gray fog is getting thicker and thicker, and there are more and more strange things. It really can't be delayed any longer.

But Yang Ming seemed oblivious, punching one after another like a machine.

At this time, he was tapped on the shoulder.

Yang Ming stopped and turned to look, it was Fang Xiu.

Fang Xiu's tall body stood aside, and the hanging shadow covered Yang Ming, but it could not cover his eyes full of indifference.

"Brother Xiu, you don't need to persuade me, you can go first."

Yang Ming's voice was a little hoarse. It was obvious that the anger in his heart had not been completely vented, and he wanted to beat Wei Xin to death.

However, Fang Xiu said calmly: "It's almost my turn to give in."

Yang Ming was stunned for a moment, staring at Fang Xiu unblinkingly for one second, two seconds, three seconds, and finally stood up slowly and gave up his position.

After a while, Wei Xin's deformed head was slowly recovering.

He seemed to know that he was going to die, so he simply broke the pot and threw it, intending to anger everyone in order to die quickly.

"Haha... you are just a group of hypocritical people. You think she is pitiful because you have not had the experience of living in a burial ground for many years. If you had the same experience as me, you would understand what I did. Everything is just to survive!"

When Yang Ming heard this, he almost ran away.

"You have to treat others as playthings to survive? Does she hinder your survival?"

A twisted smile appeared on Wei Xin's deformed face: "She doesn't affect my life, but she can make my life better!"

boom!

Yang Ming's body instantly burst with murderous intent. Just when he was about to step forward, he was gently stopped by Fang Xiu.

Then, Fang Xiu knelt down and calmly stared at Wei Xin's twisted face.

Wei Xin also seemed to know what she was about to encounter, and she laughed ferociously: "They are just a bunch of garbage born in a peaceful and prosperous age. When you stay in the burial ground for a few years and experience the pain I experienced, you will understand what justice is. All morals are bullshit.

She’s just a woman, she’s dead as long as she’s dead, and she’s been screwed by us anyway…”

"Seeing as your consciousness is so deep, you should be able to withstand a lot of pain." Fang Xiu's calm voice interrupted Wei Xin's words.

Wei Xin smiled ferociously: "What? Do you want to torture me? Do you want to avenge the poor woman? Come on, if I scream, I will be your grandson!"

Fang Xiu shook his head: "I'm not interested in revenge for others, I just want to be happy for a while."

Pleasure?

Before Wei Xin could react, Fang Xiu's slender fingers gently held the scalpel and dropped it.

He made a small cut on the other person's face, and then injected the pain he just received from the woman into it.

For a time, all the abuse and despair that the woman had suffered over the years flooded into Wei Xin's mind crazily.

"what!!!!!!"

The shrill and inhuman screams sounded, which sounded creepy and shuddering.

Wei Xin's zombie-like expression suddenly became vivid at this moment, with veins popping out on his face and his eyes bulging, as if they were about to explode.

Fang Xiu frowned slightly: "Is it only to this extent? After suffering so much in the burial ground, can you only bring me this little happiness?"

"You...what did you do to me!?" Wei Xin roared in pain.

"It just lets you feel the pain of others."

Swish!

Another stab, and Fang Xiu injected a little more pain to enrich Wei Xin's life experience.

This short stab made him experience the pain of at least dozens of different ways of dying.

"what!!!!!"

"Please, quickly, kill me!"

"Don't worry, this is just the beginning. I still have hundreds of different kinds of pain waiting for you here."

As Fang Xiu kept swinging the knife, Wei Xin's screams continued to sound, each one louder than the last, and then her vocal cords tore and gradually became hoarse.

He fainted and came to again in just one minute, which seemed like a century.

Finally, Wei Xin collapsed. He began to cry bitterly, begging for mercy, and even voluntarily gave up all his wealth, just to die quickly.

His total net worth is not very large, just over 50 hell coins.

But Fang Xiu still didn't stop.

"It's not enough, it's just a little bit worse. Look, you still have the sense to beg for mercy."

After another minute, Wei Xin's body showed large areas of necrosis, and it was obvious that her genes had begun to collapse, a collapse caused by being unable to bear the severe pain.

Feeling the coming of the breath of death, a look of relief finally flashed in Wei Xin's eyes. For him now, death is his greatest desire.

However, Fang Xiu's calm voice rang in his ears: "Pain...absorb."

Swish!

Wei Xin's injuries all recovered, and Fang Xiu also gained a lot of pain. It can be described as a win-win situation.

This made him extremely satisfied, sowing pain in Wei Xin and reaping double rewards.

"No! No, no, no!" Wei Xin shouted in horror, her mind completely broken.

The pain continues.

At this time, Fang Xiu was tapped on the shoulder.

It was Yang Ming.

"Xiu... Brother Xiu, why don't we leave?" Yang Ming said bravely.

Fang Xiu shook his head: "It's still a little short of time. It's not time to harvest yet."

Another 1 minutes passed.

Wei Xin was completely crazy. He couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

"Well, it's almost there."

Then Fang Xiu opened his gluttonous mouth and swallowed up all of Wei Xin's spirituality.

There was a look of joy on his face.

"Sure enough, the painful spirituality is the most delicious."

He stood up slowly and said to everyone who looked a little pale: "Let's go."

Everyone nodded numbly.

Only Xiao Chuxia came over with a weak look.

"Brother Xiu, hurry up, go to Yuelai Inn, I can't hold on anymore." At this time, her face was pale, and her smooth and white forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Several other people have basically reached the point where their fuel is exhausted.

If Taotie hadn't attracted Wei Wei, casualties would have already occurred.

"You can't go to Yuelai Inn." Yang Ming suddenly shouted.

"The price of Yuelai Inn is 50 per person, but there are six of us and only more than [-] net coins. We don't have enough money at all. Let's go to the woodshed!

Spend 30, let's squeeze in, Brother Xiu, let's rent a woodshed. "

Looking at the crowd who were about to lose their hold, Fang Xiu shook his head. Instead of renting a woodshed, he said calmly: "Follow me and you won't have to spend a penny at the burial ground."