A squeamish bag can defeat a hundred [quick travel]

Zhou Xiujin is the killer in the main god space.

The definition of killers in the Lord God's Dimension is very wide, including murderers, detectives, those in power, hackers, abortionists, butchers, and even actors who have played murderers.

Those who have the talent for killing, or those who are new to or immersed in the way of killing are killers.

The master god space appraised that Zhou Xiujin possessed a very high talent for killing.Zhou Xiujin didn't quite know what killing talent was at first, but it turned out that the identification of the main god's space was infallible, and killing people was an extremely simple, easy and even pleasant thing for him.

He still remembers the feeling he felt when he killed Zhang Guoping and Zhang Jiantong for the first time, calm to calm, he watched Zhang Guoping and Zhang Jiantong arguing, as if a cold soul had been stripped from his body, suspended in the sky, overlooking the kill everything.

He had deduced the scene of killing Zhang Jiantong in countless nights, just like solving a math problem.Zhang Jiantong's physique is stronger than him, so it is difficult to kill Zhang Jiantong.

In the silent late night, so quiet that only his breathing could be heard.With his eyes closed, he was quietly thinking about these dark things. The cold and gloomy colors permeated from the bottom of his rotten heart, blackening his soul bit by bit.

Someday.

I will kill him with my own hands.

The adolescent boy has vague dreams, and his dreams have only one theme from beginning to end.

It's the man with the blade.

He sat at the dining table and ate. The dishes were fermented bean curd and green vegetables. The only meat dish was placed in front of Zhang Jiantong.Holding the rice bowl in his hand, his eyes fell on the plate of meat dishes, watching the oil and water floating on the reddish-brown meat.

If poison was poisoned in the meat, would Zhang Jiantong be able to taste it?

Will the police find out?

He opened his mouth and bit down on the rice, his gaze slowly shifted to Zhang Jiantong's hand, his teeth slowly cut through the rice, as if biting on that person's hand.

Someday.

I will kill him with my own hands.

Then he finally saw the opportunity.An unexpected opportunity that made him throb.

When he came back from school that day, he saw the pointing eyes of the villagers along the way, and Aunt Lan next door sneered, "Deserved to be beaten by a man."

He knew that the woman he called Aunt Lan was having an affair with Zhang Jiantong. One day, when that woman came out of Zhang Jiantong's room, she bumped into him.

The woman was wearing red lipstick, and the corners of her mouth were flushed because of the kiss. The mid-mature woman gave him a half-smile, with disgusting allure in her eyes.

Perhaps because of this reason, that woman had infinite malice towards Yan Hongyu.

When he heard the malicious words, he thought that Yan Hongyu had been beaten by Zhang Jiantong again, so he ran home in a hurry. He climbed the stairs in a hurry, and various bloody pictures flashed in his mind. Yan Hongyu's appearance.

In his childhood, Yan Hongyu was always covered with bruises and half of his face was red and swollen.

Disputes came from the dark stairs, and the sentence "I'm going to kill this bitch" was extremely harsh.

The word kill suddenly pricked some of his fragile and tense nerves.

He stopped, held his breath and stood at the door, raised his eyes and looked into the room silently, and saw the fruit knife and his mother paralyzed on the ground.

The nerve started snapping.

As if fate had arranged it long ago, the plan he had been thinking about for so many years but could not implement suddenly floated in front of him.

He walked down silently and walked into the small kitchen, holding the handle of the kitchen knife with his slender hand.His hands were once praised by the music teacher, saying that they are a pair of hands suitable for playing the piano.But now when this hand holds the heavy kitchen knife, it is extremely calm. The calluses and scars on the palm rub against the handle of the knife, and Weiming's dark emotions grow in the bottom of his heart.

Someday.I will kill him with my own hands.

During the short journey, he remembered many things.When he was seven years old, Yan Hongyu became pregnant. Because the price of rabbit skins dropped, raising rabbits was destined to lose money, so Zhang Jiantong went down the mountain to go home and stopped keeping vigil with Yan Hongyu.

The rabbit needs someone to take care of it all the time. Yan Hongyu was six months pregnant at the time and couldn't walk on the road. The night on the mountain was very scary. Yan Hongyu hugged him, trying to draw some warmth from him.

After so many years, that man is the darkness that runs through his and Yan Hongyu's lives, and now, he can finally end this long night.

He killed him himself.

That man didn't die of illness, but died under his knife, letting him be slaughtered like an animal.

When the fragile neck was cut off, there was finally a ripple in his peaceful heart, it was the shallow comfort when the long-cherished wish was fulfilled, it was the joy of insignificant compensation.

The icy soul suspended in the air overlooked all of this, and in the countless killings since then, that soul has been floating outside the body, watching everything indifferently.

When he first came to the Lord God's Dimension, he looked like a thin 13-year-old boy. Due to long-term malnutrition, his body could not support his clothes, and he walked like a clothes hanger dangling.His facial features were not opened, and his eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, so he was spotted by a senior tasker.

The quester protected him in the first world.

The killing mission in the Lord God's Dimension is extremely difficult, and no one shelters him, so taskers like him are just cannon fodder.

The senior tasker may have enjoyed the fun of raising him, so he never touched him and kept him as a stray cat.He pretended to be weak, let the senior man relax his vigilance, and then kept looking for a suitable opportunity——

kill each other.

Swallow all the resources of the opponent and strengthen your own strength.

He was not a good person in the first place, his heart had been completely rotted, only one face looked pure and flawless.

Because of his childhood experience, he has always been very patient, he has been waiting, like when he killed Zhang Jiantong and Zhang Guoping, he waited until the weakest moment of the senior man.

He killed each other.

The 15-year-old boy's face was so delicate that he couldn't distinguish between male and female, a pool of blood splashed on his brow bone, he blinked his eyelashes slowly, and quietly looked at the man on the ground with his dark eyes.

His eyes were as cold as evaluating a piece of goods.

He just climbed up by all means, because there was an abyss behind him, so he couldn't turn back, he couldn't stop, he didn't know how many mission worlds he had experienced, how many times he passed by the god of death, and then he finally climbed to the top of the main god's space. top.

He became one of the masters of the twelve floating islands, the space agent of the main god's space.

The so-called space agent can act as a part of the authority of the main god's space, but no matter how great the authority is, it cannot reverse the flow of time.

He looked at the development track of the original world after he left. He saw his mother, Yan Hongyu, being forced by the three sisters of the Zhang family to guard the coffin and hold photos to the funeral.

Because of his death, Yan Hongyu cried until she had no strength left. She walked for four hours holding the heavy photos, collapsed to the ground countless times, and was grabbed by the hair of the three sisters of the Zhang family.

Zhang Jiantong owed a debt of 10,000+ after his death, and Yan Hongyu took six-year-old Zhang Lingqian to repay the debt. She had a hard time.Fortunately among the misfortunes, Zhang Lingqian got into a good university, found a good job, and was very filial to Yan Hongyu.

Zhou Xiujin watched Yan Hongyu's life quietly, and found that she couldn't remember Yan Hongyu's face clearly, and even felt no emotion in her heart after reading it.That cold soul wanders outside the body, overlooking everything that happens in the world, without sadness or joy.

Many taskers will lose themselves in the endless killing, some people will be addicted to killing, their personality will become distorted and bloodthirsty, manic and irritable, but Zhou Xiujin has gone to another extreme, he has become extremely indifferent, and nothing can affect him. his emotions.

Zhou Xiujin once thought that she would spend her life like this, enjoying the rights of a space agent, traveling through one mission world after another until the end of her life.

After he became a space agent, he has a long lifespan, but even a long lifespan will end one day.

Maybe he will live a life that seems to be infinitely beautiful but boring, until a variable appears in his life.

There is a rumor in the main god's space that the main god will choose two kinds of taskers, one is the killer, and the other is the talented person, also known as the chosen one.

The Chosen Ones were initially called the Reserves, the Reserves of the Space Walkers.

This world is really unfair. Ordinary killers have to pay countless prices before they can get lucky enough to qualify for the reserve service. After going through countless tests, they can become the reserve service. Then they have to go through a series of fights. Become a space traveler.

Of the twelve floating islands, only six have masters.

And the talented person is the owner of the floating island chosen by the main god space. At first, Zhou Xiujin only heard of a talented person who appeared in the main god space, but then disappeared. Some people said that the talented person escaped the control of the main god space, called the supreme The presence.

He scoffed at the rumors.

Until one day, Zhou Xiujin received a mission, a mission that only space agents can receive.

That mission is—

Protect the Chosen One.

The Chosen One is really an enviable existence. From the very beginning, he is much higher than others. In order to protect the other party, the Lord God Space even mobilized a large number of people to send a space agent to protect the other party, so that the Chosen One has enough time. growing up.

Even an indifferent person like Zhou Xiujin couldn't help wondering about the existence of the Chosen One.

So Zhou Xiujin saw Ji Qing.

In the filthy and chaotic plane of the last days, at the initial gathering place of the taskers, he saw the chosen one.

It was hard to describe his mood at that time, his mind was blank, his heart seemed to be clenched by someone suddenly, and in the almost dead silence, he met the gaze of that person.

So this is the heart of a child identified by the main god space?

Because he accepted this task, he knew a little information that the main god space was willing to disclose.

The body of a fairy, the heart of a child.

Every soul that has fallen into the darkness longs for the pure white that is longing and fascinated.

The soul sank little by little, and the cold soul that had been wandering outside the body suddenly returned to the body, and then found the position of the heart.

bang bang bang-

The heart that had been silent for a long time was beating violently.

Ji Qing.

He is Ji Qing.