Chapter 9386: Ten thousand years of hostility 3
Although Zhong Ping didn't want him to intervene about the Blood Girl, he was still a little worried in his heart. After all, now Zhong Ping has no cultivation base, except for having a powerful body, he is no different from ordinary people in other respects. On the way back, he still couldn't put his mind down, thought about it, and finally decided to go back. If there is a real problem, he can help.
Death, outside Zhong Ping's residence. Not long after Leng Xuan and the others left, Zhong Ping came out of the house alone, stood quietly, closed his eyes, and felt the strong force of death around him. I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, a slight fluctuation suddenly came, affecting his mind. He slowly opened his eyes and looked in front of him.
I don't know when, around him, a vast white fog rose. At this moment, in the white fog, a figure gradually appeared. The figure walked slowly from far to near, and soon appeared in his sight.
"For tens of thousands of years, your obsessions have never been put down." He sighed lightly, as if he was muttering to himself, and at the same time as if he was speaking to the person opposite.
Appeared in front of him was a man with a stiff body and a very uncoordinated walk. Especially the pale face, without the slightest expression, like a dead man. Not only that, but on the man's neck, a suture can be clearly seen, connecting his body to his head, which looks extremely terrifying.
The man walks very slowly, but is very powerful. Every step he takes will leave a deep footprint on the ground.
"You have known it for tens of thousands of years..." At this time, the man's stiff lips moved, but the voice was that of a woman, who almost roared in a roaring tone: "Do you know that these tens of thousands of We have suffered every day of the year."
"What happened back then was really my fault." Zhong Ping said, "I admit, I have paid the price for it. It has been so many years, why do you continue to torture yourself? As long as you are willing to let go, all the pain will be gone. It's gone."
"Humph! Put it down? When did you become a saint? There were more than 10 million people who died tragically in your hands. Why didn't you commit suicide and apologize? As long as you die and our hatred is gone, we will naturally disappear. But you didn't, You, a demon with blood on your hands, is still living in this world shamelessly. With the sins you have committed, even if you die 10,000 times, it will not be a pity."
"I don't die because I can't die." Zhong Ping said, "I admit the sin I committed, and I paid enough price to atone for it. It's just that you don't want to give up, you have to fight hard. Have you thought about what would happen if I died?"
"I don't know, and I'm not interested in knowing. All I know is that when you die, our pain can be relieved. And today is the time for us to be relieved." At the end, the woman's voice was almost crazy and harsh. sneer.
Zhong Ping sighed softly, sat on the ground to himself, and said, "Since you want to kill me so much, then come on."
"Kill you? That's too cheap for you." The woman said coldly, "I will slowly torture you and let you experience the pain we have endured over the years."
Zhong Ping didn't make a sound, just closed his eyes quietly.