When the devil respects life as a waste

Zhuo Le seemed to be watching Xie Lingjun's jokes, and said sarcastically: "Have you thought about it, are you really going to climb Daoshan Mountain? With your current situation, I'm afraid that your hands and feet will turn into flesh just halfway up the mountain." It's muddy."

Xie Lingjun's expression was very calm, he didn't show timidity at all, and he wasn't irritated by Zhuo Le, he just replied lightly, and then didn't speak again.

"Isn't that what you want?" he said.

So the angry person became Zhuo Le, but Xie Lingjun didn't mean to make him laugh.

Zhuo Le pointed to the end of the road, with some anger and seriousness in his tone: "Then you go, find death. Don't blame me if you die."

Xie Lingjun was expressionless, as if to say: I don't blame anyone.

Behind Xie Lingjun and Zhuo Le, there is an extremely extravagant pleasure palace, with wine pools and meat forests, for people to have fun.But in front of them was a jagged hill.

Connecting the palace and Daoshan Mountain is a very wide avenue at the beginning, and then narrows and becomes a narrow path in front of the mountain.

The stratum separates the world from the abyss, and also separates the sunlight, moonlight, and starlight.The overhead strata will in some places flow continuously, like a narrow, hanging stream.

Both sides of the road are full of acacia trees, and the branches and leaves on the trees emit a faint fluorescence.The tree was full of You Clans of various colors, and the sky was also filled with dots of light.

A gust of wind blows, and a few leaves and petals rustle and fall.

Xie Lingjun was dressed in white, with the neckline turned up high, completely covering his beautiful neck.

When he was walking on the road, he was so calm that he didn't look like he was going up a mountain of knives, but rather like he was rushing to a wedding banquet that had nothing to do with him - because he was really unfamiliar with the invitee and didn't know what expression to make, so he seemed a little Indifference like nothing to do with oneself.

Acacia flowers fell on his shoulders.After the petals bid farewell to the tree trunk, the faint pink light on it soon went out on the white clothes.

The road gets narrower and narrower.

Xie Lingjun couldn't help thinking: "The road of life is the same, it gets narrower and narrower."

Zhuo Le stared closely at Xie Lingjun's fading back, feeling a little regretful in his heart. He really felt that he shouldn't be angry with the other party, so he might as well simply agree to Xie Lingjun.

He also wanted to do his own work, but it turned out that it was for the fulfillment of Xie Lingjun and Liu Shaoqing, a mandarin couple, but he couldn't let go of it completely, and felt that he couldn't swallow the resentment.

After thinking about it, Zhuo Le clapped his hands, and the doctor behind came forward.

Zhuo Le ordered: "You go and follow him, just let him suffer a little bit, don't really let him die."

The doctor nodded, turned into a night owl, and flew forward.

Zhuo Le sighed, lying on the spacious seat covered with snow fox fur, raised his legs, and rested his legs on the armrest.He put his arms up, his white wrist supported his left face, and he lay down with most of his body, leaning against the back of the chair, buried in the fur of the snow fox.

As soon as he touched his palm, the beautiful servants and maidservants came forward to squeeze his shoulders and beat his legs.

"Isn't my life comfortable? Is it true that Xie Lingjun, who practiced hard for the first half of his life, is better than me being free?"

Many thoughts flashed through Zhuo Le's mind in an instant.

He thought to himself: "My birth was calculated, and before I fell into a demon, I behaved according to Jiang Xie's expectations, and after I became a demon, I was probably either killed by someone, or played around by someone with a heart.

"It doesn't matter how beautiful he is? He doesn't like him himself, and he can't wait to disfigure his face. So what if he is talented? It's just a chess piece for someone else to ascend..."

Thinking of this, Zhuo Le realized that he not only coveted Xie Lingjun's beauty, but also pityed Xie Lingjun's character, or felt sorry for Xie Lingjun's life experience and fate.

Zhuo Le began to hesitate, frowning and trying to stop, but in the end he didn't.

"It's better to let him suffer a little, lest he think I'm easy to talk to." He smiled slightly, thinking so.

At the same time, Xie Lingjun was walking on a winding road. When he approached the knife mountain, the road under his feet could only be passed by one person.

His boots were brand new, black as ink.After walking a long way, some of the soil along the road was slightly touched, leaving white spots one by one.After the hem of the white robe was splashed with mud, what was left was a gray mark.

Xie Lingjun stood at the foot of Knife Mountain and looked up. It was not very high, but it was slightly higher than the hills in the plain area by several tens of feet.

Maybe too many people died on this mountain of knives, and the smell became more and more obvious when standing at the foot of the mountain, a very strong smell of blood, at least not less than a hundred people died in recent days.

Those who died never climbed the mountain voluntarily.

Xie Lingjun was nauseated by the smell, but he still had to resist climbing.Just as he was about to step out with his left foot, he heard Zhuo Le's voice from a distance——

"Take off the boots on your feet. I asked the formation master to set up the formation above, and the sword is invulnerable. Wearing these boots is tantamount to cheating."

Xie Lingjun heard the words and did so silently, stacking the boots neatly by his feet.

Now, he only has a pair of snow-white socks on his feet, and the moment the pair of white socks landed, they were covered with muddy dust and dripping blood.

He raised his left foot and straddled the first blade.

Judging from Xie Lingjun's experience, this knife can't be considered too sharp, but it can't be said to be blunt either.It's not enough, but it's not enough to break Xie Lingjun's flesh from the beginning.

Then came the right foot, and then the left and right hands also clinging to the blade and tip of the knife.

Mountain climbing was something that Jiang Xie would take care of and accompany Xie Lingjun when he was under ten years old.After he was ten years old, climbing mountains was too easy for him, as easy as eating and drinking.

Now he just looked indifferent, as if he didn't feel any pain at all.

But after he climbed to thirty or forty feet, the blades under his feet gradually became sharper, slightly piercing his skin.Although his hands and feet were covered with thick calluses, they still couldn't resist the damage of the blade.

"He has climbed to one-tenth of the place." The man kneeling beside Zhuo Le's seat and beating Zhuo Le's legs said.

Zhuo Le sneered, half propped himself up, pinched the man's face with his right hand, leaned forward, and asked, "Why, do you feel sorry for him?"

The man immediately denied it and said, "I dare not miss the master's things."

Zhuo Le hugged the man onto his lap, touched the face of the man who was so frightened, and said with a smile: "Every tenth of the time, the blade becomes sharper. It's like boiling half of a frog in warm water. The illusion and hope of climbing to the top gradually destroys people. This is the meaning of Daoshan."

The man was afraid of Zhuo Le in his heart, and he didn't dare to show it on his face, so he could only smile, and buried his face in Zhuo Le's chest docilely, hiding all his expressions and fears, using his obedience and submission.

Zhuo Le was a little annoyed by being rubbed, and he separated directly from the other party, saying, "Sit up."

Soon, the man on his body was dripping with sweat. Beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead and dripped onto Zhuo Le's neck.

Zhuo Le pressed the man's head tightly against his body to prevent him from raising his head, but he himself watched Xie Lingjun continue to climb up the knife mountain step by step.

There is neither sunrise nor sunset in the abyss, only the You Clan that changes in cycles.

Xie Lingjun climbed to the middle of the mountain, his hands and feet could no longer be seen, as Zhuo Le said before, it was nothing but four puddles of meat.After climbing to six tenths of the way, the pieces of meat fell off, exposing the white bones.

At this time, the You Clan in the abyss began to brighten, illuminating the places abandoned by the light a little bit-this is the light that belongs to the ground, and comes from themselves.

Xie Lingjun only felt that the world was getting brighter and brighter. He almost thought it was his own hallucination. When he turned his head to look, he found the transparent and soft You Clan like crystal jelly floating in the air.

Xie Lingjun was in great pain, and the indifference on his face had long since disappeared. He turned his head again and continued climbing without distraction.

Slower and slower, even his bones began to be scratched.

Soon, he saw many people with missing arms and legs hanging on it.Some of these are human races, who strayed into the abyss and were captured and slaughtered for fun;

These people are invisible when they are down the mountain, and only when they climb to a certain height can they see the creatures who have been dead for a few days.

Some people's eyeballs fell out, so they held it between their thumb and index finger.Some people have one arm stuck in the knife, and their body is frozen on the knife mountain in a strange posture...

Every person, demon, and demon dies in a different way, and it's hard for the people who killed them to have so many novel ideas.

So far, it is not only physical torture, but also a kind of psychological intimidation.

——If you don’t stop and continue, these people will be your lessons from the past.

Xie Lingjun was not afraid, but he felt very sorry for the dead, and when he was mourning for the dead, he forgot his suffering and instead got a blessing in disguise.

After spending more time and energy avoiding the dead, Xie Lingjun has climbed to eight out of ten.

"Could this be the limit?" He muttered to himself, the huge unwillingness invaded him, and it was about to overwhelm his reason.

Xie Lingjun rested his forehead on the back of his hand where the bones were exposed, and began to ask himself: Why did you come to climb this mountain of swords?Could it be more unbearable to have sex with Zhuo Le than this?

He hardly hesitated, thinking without thinking: Yes, it is even more unbearable.

As for why he came to climb this mountain, there are many answers, which cannot be summed up by a single reason.

——He wants to find Lou Suyun; he also wants to send Mei Jiu and Liu Shaoqing out of the abyss, and let them return to the world.

This is just the first step, and then he will become stronger, unite with the power of the demons, open the surface entrance above the Cangshui Realm and under the Beiming Continent, and separate the two closed high cliffs.

He didn't want Shen Zhengze to bear the guilt.

Shen Zhengze!

Shen Zhengze.

Shen Zhengze...

Saying a name three times, does it feel different each time?

Xie Ling didn't know, but at this moment, he really wanted to see Shen Zhengze, even if the two of them just looked at each other silently, or just fought.

Yes, at this moment, when he felt weak and powerless, he wanted to see Shen Zhengze very much.

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