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Chapter 2084 The past is not as good as smoke

Watching himself destroyed, the pain came from his body, but he could not avoid it or resist it. This terrible feeling made Wang Le angry and his face was ferocious, and his heart was filled with endless despair. Reading a book

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When he was extremely angry and desperate and could not see hope, he wandered on the edge of life and death countless times. Wang Le, who was terrified in life and death, woke up from his heart!

"No! How could I be Zhu Jiuyin? Absolutely impossible!"

"I am human! I am Wang Le!"

"It's all hallucinations!"

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Wang Le, who had a trace of clarity in his mind, kept reminding himself in his heart.

Even though there was a heart-wrenching pain on his body and clearly felt the feeling of weakness caused by blood loss, Wang Le kept telling himself that this was an illusion caused by the invasion of the external demon after breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation, or a dream of Nan Ke.

Just as Wang Le kept hinting at him, he suddenly felt a shocking murderous intent above his head and rushed towards him!

Subconsciously, Wang Le, who could not control his body, couldn't help but look up.

Then what caught my eye was a giant palm covering the starry sky, emitting endless golden light, and it slapped from above my head as if it was slow and fast.

Before he could be frightened, Wang Le, whose brain fell into a blank space again, reacted. His eyes were dark and he could never wake up again...

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"ah!"

Wang Le screamed in shock, then opened his eyes and found that he was sitting on the sidewalk next to the road, with the scorching sun above his head.

After shaking his head hard, Wang Le felt much more awake, and then looked around and saw a crowd of people flying around, talking.

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"The body is covered in blood, but there are tattoos on it. It's obvious that it's not a good thing!"

"I thought I was dead, but I didn't expect this guy to be alive."

"I don't study well at such a young age. Even if I don't die this time, I will have to die on the street sooner or later!"

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Amid the noisy discussion, Wang Le found that he was no longer Zhu Jiuyin's body, but was sitting half naked on the sidewalk next to the road. At the same time, the weird monsters around him also became ordinary men, women, young and old.

"Hey! This scene is so familiar. Why do I feel like I've experienced it before?"

A look of surprise flashed in Wang Le's eyes, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Just then, a female voice that was so familiar that she could not be more familiar to the crowd sounded outside the crowd: "Give it aside! Give it aside!"

Wang Le, who was sitting on the ground, was shocked. Before he could get up, he quickly looked up and saw a beautiful woman in police uniform appear in front of him.

At this moment, Wang Le was completely shocked. Isn’t this the sweetheart he had been thinking about day and night?

Following Wang Le, I realized that this was the scene when the dragon tattoo changed and fainted on the street, and met Mu Xiyan for the first time!

Wang Le frowned. Although there was still a lot of confusion in this, he thought with certainty in his heart: "It was Zhu Jiuyin before, but now his wife appears in this hallucination again. It must be an invasion of the external demon."

As his thoughts changed, Wang Le immediately realized that if such hallucinations appeared one after another, he would not be able to wake up forever.

Then, Wang Le knew how serious the consequences were, and it would definitely be the end of his death.

But it is clear in my heart that it is one thing. How to break this illusion and return to reality is the most urgent issue.

God knows how long it has passed in reality every time you experience such an illusion, maybe it is just a moment, maybe a day or a month, or even a year.

Thinking of this, Wang Le felt a trembling heart, because the feeling of being trapped in an illusion and unable to return to reality was so terrifying that it made people feel suffocated and even breathless.

Just as Wang Lexin was thinking about something and looked up at the beautiful face that he had been thinking about day and night, he suddenly felt a warning in his heart and then hid to the side.

At the same time, Wang Le saw a twelve or thirteen-year-old boy rushing out of the crowd, making him feel familiar. He held a watermelon knife in his hand and cut it straight towards his neck!

Wang Le, who was avoiding the side, saw the little boy's black and white eyes showing indifference and cold murderous intent, his whole body froze, and a "boom" sounded in his mind!

At this moment, the nightmare that was imprisoned in the deepest part of the soul, when Wang Le saw this little boy who made him feel familiar and unfamiliar, he finally broke free from the chains that imprisoned it and ran out!

Because this little boy who made Wang Le feel familiar and unfamiliar was himself who committed a murder case with a watermelon knife!

He was only twelve years old that year, without any power to tie a chicken. Finally, he picked up the watermelon knife he picked up from the garbage dump. On the storm night, he took advantage of the storm and stabbed a gangster who often bullied him to death, and then stuffed it into the sewer on the side of the road.

This was his first time killing people, and it can be said that he did it perfectly. Even if someone later found the gangster's body, it had been bitten to pieces by the mice in the sewer.

At that time, the police conducted a lot of investigations, but they never thought that the murderer was a twelve-year-old orphan in a welfare home.

Although it finally became a headless case hidden in the archives room, when you dreamed of it at midnight, Wang Le would always dream of that stormy night, which became an unforgettable night. It was not until he joined the mysterious army and crawled out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, and gradually pressed it into the deepest part of his heart.

But the first time in life is always the most unforgettable, like love and murder.

The past is not as good as smoke, especially after Wang Le saw himself at the age of twelve, the past came like a tide...

When he was twelve years old, he held the watermelon knife he picked up from the garbage pile and cut it across, only three inches away from his neck, Wang Le, who was already stiff all over his body, suddenly moved.

In the flash of lightning, Wang Le, who was sitting on the ground, took action like lightning, and instantly grabbed the blade, so that he could not make any more progress!

"He deserves to die, I'm right."

Wang Le's eyes, which were clearly black and white, looked at himself when he was twelve years old, and said lightly with a calm expression.

Before he could finish his words, Wang Le grabbed the blade's hand and suddenly moved without warning and pushed forward suddenly.

Then I saw the blade of the watermelon knife hitting my neck and throat when I was twelve years old.

"I will kill anyone who wants to kill me." Wang Le looked at himself when he was twelve years old indifferently, and said as if he was taking it for granted.

After a pause, Wang Le's mouth curled slightly, and a smile that made outsiders feel creepy when they saw it. He said, "Even myself, I have to kill it."
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