The villain does one good thing every day

The child and his mother were holding hands and walking on a path. He held his mother's hand, like swinging on a swing, raised his feet, and swayed, almost bringing his mother down.

Mother smiled and stood up quickly, pulled him over to straighten him up, squatted down and told him, "Don't mess around."

He nodded with his head down, smiled happily, and continued to move towards his mother.

Mother nodded his forehead: "Almost knocked my mother down."

He pursed his lips, puffed out a bag, disappeared again, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry..."

Mother laughed: "It's okay."

They held hands again, he looked up at his mother, the sun was shining on her profile, she was as clean as a song from afar.

"Why don't I have a name?" he asked.

Mother turned her head to look at him, only the outline in the sunlight: "We have to wait a little longer."

He pouted.

His mother held his hand tightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't have a name, Mom will always know how to find you."

"How to find it?"

The mother smiled and said: "Among the stars in the sky, you are the brightest one. When I look at the sky, I can see you at a glance."

His eyes lit up: "Will I go to the sky? Will I become a fairy?"

The mother stopped and looked at him, gently but firmly: "Yes. But you will become a good fairy. But more importantly than that, you have to eat well, exercise, read more, be kind to others, make some friends, Don't be discouraged when encountering difficulties, use your strength well, listen to your heart, and..."

"Ahhh—" He covered his ears, "Don't listen, don't listen—"

Mother smiled and pulled his hand away: "Okay, let's not talk."

He laughed, and went to hold the hand extended by his mother, the hand under the sun.

——not under the sun, here is hell.

Ling Xing opened his eyes suddenly, where there was only darkness where his hands were stretched out, and his hands were covered with blood.

The child who was once entrusted with the hope of becoming a star is now bitten and killed by the evil species covered in blood in the realm of Yama.

Ling Xing turned around trembling, corpses were all over the ground, there was no chance to breathe, the next attack was imminent, he instinctively stretched out his hand to pierce Sha's heart, blood rolled down from his arm.

During these waves of attacks, Ling Xing gradually remembered all the forgotten things.

The swallowed mother's heart helped him strengthen the immortal bones. In fact, he has become an immortal body, filled with evil spirits. Combined with the immortal and evil double pills, he has become a human evil, escaped from the five realms, and all walks of life can punish him.

But he doesn't have time to think about these questions now, he only has a steady stream of attacks on his face. As the number of his kills increases, numbers appear on his arms, and if he continues, the numbers will become smaller and smaller.

Finally, this wave of attacks stopped.Ling Xing rolled up her sleeves and looked at her tingling arm. The number there was "Qi Shi Jiu".

Ling Xing just sat down, panting.The wounds on his body were healed by the evil spirit and immortal energy, and he sat there in a daze.

The return of memory brought endless sorrow, he just felt sad.

"Immortal Qi? Are you a Fallen Immortal?"

A voice came from beside him.

Ling Xing turned around wearily, and saw a red-eyed evil man wearing a military uniform with a big knife on his back, pinching his waist to look at him.

Ling Xing didn't return him, but turned her head away again.

The man came up, patted himself on the chest, and introduced himself: "My name is Fu Sandao, Seven Gold Fallen Immortal."

Ling Xing looked up at him, there was a slight sense of immortality about this man.

Fu Sandao patted him on the shoulder self-consciously: "I think you are also a fallen fairy. You just came here. Let me introduce the rules here to you."

Ling Xing didn't answer, the man sat cross-legged on the ground regardless of the flesh and blood all over the floor, and began to talk eloquently.

After the man finished speaking, seeing that Ling Xing was still uninterested, he didn't know what he was thinking, so he directly asked, "Do you want to form a team?"

Ling Xing asked something else: "Is it true that only the number one can return to the human world?"

Fu Sandao nodded: "You want to fight for the first place when you come here? Yes, you are worthy of my Qijin people, with ambition, let us..."

Ling Xing stood up and walked forward without looking back: "It's enough to just beat the person in front of me, right?"

Fu Sandao followed up: "Although you say that, generally speaking, you need to make some plans, such as who to look for first, and who to look for second, for example..."

Ling Xing headed towards the highest tower in this place, stepped on the tower and jumped up. This tower is a hundred stories high, and the spire points to the human world.The people below watched a newcomer leap upward without knowing the heights of the sky, and actually reached the top of the tower.

The tip of the tower pointed to a mirror, but when one looked up, one could see people walking around.

Ling Xing kicked up, but was bounced back suddenly, fell from the white rice all of a sudden, and hit the ground like a cannonball.

The people on the ground "hissed" and moved to the place, ready to eat the meat paste.

But Ling Xing pushed away the stones on her body and sat up.

Everyone hissed and took two steps back.

Ling Xing was lucky, ready to charge again, Fu Sandao hurried up to hold him back: "Calm down, brother, only the first one can open it, which one is yours?"

Ling Xing thought for a while: "79."

The crowd of onlookers snorted in unison, and dispersed separately, thinking that some great person would bump into the top of the tower as soon as they arrived, but it turned out that they didn't understand the rules.

Ling Xing's injuries healed faster, and there was no time left to speak.

Ling Xing turned to look at Fu San and said, "How much are you?"

"five."

Ling Xing narrowed his eyes.

Fu Sandao took a step back, pulled out the knife, a little excited, and put on a fighting posture: "Quick! Let's do it!"

But Ling Xing turned her head back: "I'm not familiar with this place, it's okay if you explain, I'll keep you."

Fu Sandao frowned at the contempt in this tone, and asked again: "Are you really not going to fight me? I don't have to fight back."

Ling Xing glanced at him and continued to walk forward.The layout of Yan Luojie has never been fixed, but now it looks like a restaurant. In a blink of an eye, the surroundings of Ling Xing and Fu Sandao became a room.

Ling Xing stepped forward to open the door, but Fu Sandao stopped him: "Wait a minute, there might be a hidden weapon, let me go first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a crow flew past the door, quickly wrapping the bell star that opened the door, screaming loudly and piercingly.

Fu Sandao was startled, thinking he wanted you to be careful if you were not careful, he stepped forward and drew his sword, ready to step forward to help.

But before he got there, he saw lightning burst out from the group of crows, and the purple-blue dots crackled, and the crows were electrocuted and fell down one after another. Ling Xing stood in the middle intact.

Fu Sandao hurried forward, ready to be struck by the electric light, but in vain, Ling Xing gave him a surprised look.

Ling Xing squatted down, and among the many dead crows, she found one, and pointed out her evil spirit with her fingertips: "Follow me."

The dead crow suddenly came back to life, its pupils were dyed the same red color as Ling Xing, it flapped its wings and flew up, landing on Ling Xing's shoulder.

Fu Sandao followed him, always weighing him secretly, and wanted to go up first when in danger. When a thick acid splashed, Ling Xing jumped away, and Fu Sandao opened his arms to meet him, but the green liquid just scalded away. Take Fu Sandao's clothes.Ling Xing finally couldn't help asking him: "Do you want to die?"

Fu Sandao replied solemnly: "Yes."

Ling Xing: "..."

Fu Sandao sat down, scratched his head, and looked very troubled: "Why can't I die? Why am I so strong?"

Ling Xing ignored him and continued walking.

He saw a reptile with "Wu Shijiu" written on its arm, with a human head and a crab body, and kicked it without saying a word.

It didn't break the animal's shell.

The man's pair of pincers grew rapidly, and the sharp teeth cut straight, cutting the ground out of a big hole.Fu Sandao threw the knife on his back to the ground, and opened his arms to block Ling Xing: "Let me do it!"

Ling Xing looked at him speechlessly.

The giant tongs hit Fu Sandao, clicked, and were broken.

Fu Sandao shook his head: "Why haven't I met an opponent yet. I thought that with a newcomer, he would definitely cause a lot of trouble. If there is more trouble, I would definitely die too, but..."

He sighed again and again.

Although Fu San didn't fight back, he still entangled with the crab for a long time, and Ling Xing was so annoyed, why it wasn't over yet.

So he jumped up, kicked the crab's head, smashed his head, and won.

The number on the arm changed to "Wu Shijiu".

Ling Xing casually glanced at the numbers, then looked at Fu San and said, "What kind of knife do you bring when you want to die?"

Fu Sandao shook his head, and became very serious: "This knife was given by the old fairy, and it is the saber of the head of the regiment. It is impossible to throw it away, and it is impossible to throw it away in this life."

They also saw a tablet upstairs, enshrining a short knife.

Ling Xing asked: "What is this?"

Fu Sandao glanced at it, a little proudly: "Young Master Yu, he died at the hands of my boss back then."

Ling Xing flipped through the cards indifferently, and saw a piece of blood jade behind.

"Don't underestimate him. He used to be the fourth in Yama Realm." Fu Sandao explained, "The blood jade is used to sign the contract. You don't have a spirit beast yet."

Ling Xing looked at him: "Where can I find the spirit beast?"

Fu Sandao pointed in one direction: "There are unowned spirit beasts there, some of which have dead masters, and some are difficult to train."

Ling Xing threw the blood jade aside, eagerly tilted her neck: "Let's go, I want to lead some spirit beasts."

Fu Sandao paid attention to the quantifier "some".

At the gloomy doorway, the roar of wild beasts came from inside. Fu Sandao folded his arms and leaned against the wall: "Go by yourself, if you can't get out in an hour, I will leave first."

Ling Xing looked at him: "Don't you want to die? Don't go in and try."

Fu Sandao curled his lips in disdain: "I am a fallen immortal. If I die at the hands of someone with immortal energy, I can be reborn. If I die at the hands of Chunsha, it depends on his will. If he doesn't want to let me go, I will You have to be his younger brother, let alone die at the hands of wild beasts."

Ling Xing went in.

Fu Sandao heard booming, crackling, clanging and clanging inside.

After a while, Ling Xing came out with a cut on his clothes.

Ling Xing gathered the blood jade in her hand and complained to Fu San: "Too many, troublesome."

Fu Sandao's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Ling Xing's hand: "It's up to you to kill me, brother."

Ling Xing melted the blood jade and smelted it into a few animal teeth, which were strung on a red string and worn on her wrist.

There was a "Sanshier" in front, wielding a pair of knives, and drew a complex knives flower, with his back behind his back, licked his lips, and said in an indistinguishable voice, "Newcomers... newcomers, I like them."

He looked at Ling Xing: "Come here quickly..."

Ling Xing rushed over.

"……Come……"

"San Shi Er" highlighted the last word, and there was a big hole in the chest, and it fell down.

Ling Xing picked up his double knives: "The knives are good, they belong to me."

Fu Sandao shook his head, what a rogue.

Ling Xing went to the top of the tower again. This time he didn't kick the exit, but faced the people below: "My name is Ling Xing, and I'm starting to collect useful things now. I want to go back to the world for revenge, so I want to be the first. Everyone Those who voluntarily surrender and hand over the magic weapon, I will definitely save my life, and the others, because of time constraints, can only be killed."

His speech caused outrage.

Ling Xing turned a deaf ear and jumped down on her own.

As soon as he landed, someone rushed up, with shining swords and magic weapons.

Fu Sandao stood aside, watching, Ling Xing did not fight back, and easily and nimbly dodged in the attack, so as to observe the actions of other people.

Finally reached the dead end.

Ling Xing stopped.

Blades and swords, sharp teeth and sharp hooks, smoke that can steal people's hearts, and water that can poison people, all rushed towards Ling Xing.

The momentum of this mighty attack.

Lingxing opened his eyes.

In an instant.

He clasped his palms together, burning fire all over his body, and crows flew around him. The fire was fierce and invincible. It swept past, wiped out everything in front of him, and rumbled past like a cannonball, opening in front of him. There was a path of fire.

Fu Sandao's eyes looked straight.

Ling Xing stood up straight, and there was no one standing besides him.

Fu Sandao murmured: "... Are they all dead?"

Ling Xing nodded casually, put his fingers in his mouth, and blew a whistle. The crows flew to clean up the battlefield, and picked up the magic weapon for Ling Xing.

Among them is a very convenient spell, which can open a space in the evil world, and Ling Xing can throw messy and unnecessary things into it, and take it when she needs it.

The words on his arm changed to "九".

Black spells appeared on Ling Xing's scarlet pupils.

Ling Xing forgot the time. In Yan Luo Realm, he didn't need to eat or drink. He was just walking, and he would kill people who didn't surrender, and rob them if they surrendered.

Fu Sandao looked at him and felt that he was really crazy - even in such an endless fighting arena.

But Ling Xing had already done such drills, and was mentally prepared. Once he started to do it, he no longer had any worries.

Yama Realm was still crowded when he came, but now there are not many people in sight.

Looking around, in the scenes that change from time to time, there are vaguely scalding hellfire, boiling soup and hunting dogs. Ling Xing has also fallen into such a trap, and she has struggled to get out from the torture of body/body and mind, and then continue to kill .

Forgot the time.

Fu Sandao often asks Ling Xing to kill him. Ling Xing is really busy and has no time, which makes Fu Sandao very dissatisfied.

Ling Xing sat on the ground, touching the sword she picked up: "How many people have I killed?"

Fu San gave him a blank look: "It's enough for you to never be reborn in the future."

Ling Xing was silent, looking at the number "three" on his arm.

Fu Sandao also took a look at the number: "Don't look for two, just look for one, hurry up."

Ling Xing nodded.