C113

The dust had cleared, revealing the dirty world, corpses lying across the narrow space, mangled, the black walls painted red and white. This was the slaughterhouse.

In the crowd, there was only one person standing. His hair was white, his cheeks were covered in red dust, his hair fluttered in the air, and he was dressed in ragged clothes. His fair skin was exposed, and streams of blood soaked his entire body, making him look like an Asura that had just crawled out of a sea of blood.

He leaned on his sword and stood in the midst of the corpses. If he was the ruler of this world, then his killing intent would be awe-inspiring. As he moved, the air would rumble.

"Cold …" Hua Chang squatted on the ground and looked at the helpless and powerful, cold and heartless person in front of her, her heart throbbed, her well-developed chest moving up and down due to nervousness, revealing the pure and holy peak of the white flower.

"Take the two of them and we'll leave!" The person who was standing slowly opened his mouth. He was still in Chang Lou, but he had already changed.

If this Edgeless Sword was brought to the past by Samsara, his hair would once again turn white, and his heart would still be old. However, his strength had changed, becoming stronger, and the possibility of him getting rid of his fate had increased.

"Alright!" Chang Lou's voice was cold, but it was filled with a kind of magical power. It made Hua Shuang drop the urge to hug him, and instead choose to obey.

Even though the building was now so weak that a child could have killed him with a blade, he needed her help; even though she was still above him, and had the power to control his life and death; even though she was not his subordinate, and had never been anyone's subordinate. However, she still did as he said and carried it out without any hesitation. This had nothing to do with the severity of her injuries or her subordinates. It was just that this man who wielded a sword had already taken control of her everything, regardless of whether it was his willpower or his actions.

This is the power of a man who falls in love and is unwittingly captured by the other.

"Hey!" This woman seemed to have become more obedient. Didn't she always have a bad attitude towards Han Six and Ying Ying? Did she still think they were useless people? Is it because I just kissed him, causing my heart to feel guilty? Heard that guilt is the beginning of love and hate, and that... "

Chang Lou kept making wild guesses in his mind. The more he speculated, the more worried he became. Whether it was because other people loved or hated him, it would always make him confused. His heart was too small, smaller than a fist, to hold too many people; he had too much to do, more than drink, and it was hard to stay drunk.

Not long later, Hua Chang came over with Han Liu and Han Ying.

Two ropes were tied around two people, one in each hand. Han Ying stared at her viciously with red eyes while Han Liu smiled and moved his arms slightly. It was unknown what he was doing.

The clanging sound told Chang Lou that Han Liu was counting the copper coins in his hands over and over again.

"It seems like the 'Seven Desire, Six Desire and Six Desire' on both of their bodies hasn't completely retreated yet!"

As the name implied, the 'Seven Desire and Six Desire Powder' was the most powerful type of poison that could arouse the emotions of a person. It was magnified infinitely until the person lost their rationality. The more powerful one was, the more firm one's mind would be and the stronger one's soul would be. Thus, the less influence one would have on oneself. Chang Lou's two lifetimes of memories had long since become indifferent to the affairs of the world. In addition to the protection of the Black Water True Qi, which could swallow souls, the soul was restricted from being dispersed by the reincarnation cycle, as if it was not affected at all.

"The seven emotions and six desires, only people who are heartless and truly in love can be unaffected! These two things, who in the mortal world could achieve them? To pretend to be truly heartless or truly in love? "

Her beautiful eyes sneakily glanced at Chang Lou. Hua Chang put Han Liu and Han Ying down, then looked at the pitch black dungeon. The endless darkness seemed to have lost its luster.

"Then let's hurry up and leave!"

Chang Lou looked at the incomparably hard iron stone at the entrance of the dungeon. As he walked near the entrance, he raised his sword, but due to the pain in his internal organs, the sword flew out of his hand.

"So it turns out that I'm not the one who's done with all seven emotions and six desires. What I want the most in my heart is to be the ruler …" "Worry!"

The moment Chang Lou fell, he realized that the strongest thing in his heart was not desire, but worry, but worry. He was worried about his life and death, so he fought; he was worried about his friends and relatives who were thousands of miles away, so he lost his mind and rushed out of the door regardless of his physical condition.

Hua Chang caught him and carried him in her embrace, allowing Chang Lou to rest quietly on her lap. Her delicate hands stroked her white hair, her expression filled with happiness. She wasn't completely heartless, she was just in love with someone else, someone who had always been buried in her heart.

Before liking Xie Linghuang, she had even secretly liked a person. That person was extremely talented, and everyone in the entire region knew about him. Once, her room also had a portrait of him. It was because of him that she refused all the geniuses and bitterly thought about him in her room! She had placed all her hopes on her father, who had gone to play matchmaker, but he had disappointed her for the first time that day because he had already fallen in love with someone.

When her feelings were at their most empty, the scholar Xie Linghuang appeared. Under the constant shameless and romantic attacks, she fell in love with Xie Linghuang. She could not help but look forward to the day when she would be covered with a red veil.

When she found out that the person had died, before she even had the chance to mourn, Xie Linghuang had already become the son-in-law of the Feng family and the Duke with overflowing authority. She was forgotten and ruthlessly abandoned.

Therefore, she hated Xie Linghuang to the bone.

At this time, Hua Chang saw his shadow on the body of the genius Han Shi who had already died a long time ago.

"Is Chang Zhan Xian, the leader of the 13 Southern Wasteland Swords, still alive?" Gently stroking the white hair at the sides of Chang Lou's ears, Hua Chang's eyes revealed two drops of tears.

"Of course! He will forever live in the hearts of me and Miss Flower! "

Chang Lou, roused by the incomparably cold tears, laughed, and struggled to roll his eyes. He saw the tears on Hua Chang's face, saw her eyes.

They looked at each other in silence, the two of them maintaining this strange posture. The silence between the heaven and earth was terrifying, it was as if the corpses that were already reeking of death and Han Six-Han who was trying hard to break free no longer existed.

"Tall buildings are ugly, often causing people to cry. Ten years of winter and summer is the end of it, and it shall be the end of it all! "

After a long while, she closed her eyes, pushing back the tears that were rolling in her eyes. Her hands pushed, pushing Chang Lou away from her plump and perfect thighs. Her pretty face was frosted over, and she recovered her cold expression as she stood up.

"This door, you might be able to open it!"

When she asked this question, her words were extremely cold. She thought of that line, "Ten years of winter and summer is the end of the world, and it's the end of the monarch's worries." At least three more years, and within those three years, he belonged to one person, and that person was called Su Qiu Han.

Chang Lou looked at the metal door as his true qi surged and gathered in his hand. After sniffing, the true qi in his hand dissipated. Looking at the lines on the stone door, he shook his head!

"This door, I can't!"

"Then how do we get out?"

Hua Chang frowned, her hand covering her mouth and nose, the corpse here was already rotten.

If the corpse of a Greater Heaven stage expert stank, it would have to do with half a month's worth of effort.

They've been here fifteen days and a half!

This was the Ten Deaths door!