Chapter 291

Thunder thundered the sky, and the sound of rain was sudden.

At this time, the river breeze is shining all over the body, and raindrops can't get close to the body.

A surge of power centered on him, like ripples in a lake.

The wind of the river has come to a critical moment.

In his body is another scene, if in the fire magma, like in the ice and snow.

Sometimes it's hot and sometimes it's cold.

In the Dantian, on the foundation of the silver whirlpool, a vague figure appeared, intermittent, sometimes looming.

It's a sign that we're trying to unite the original.

It also indicates that the river wind is about to break through.

Try harder and you'll make it.

"Broken!"

The wind of the river has made an all-out effort to push all the forces to the final bottleneck.

Boom!

It's like a flash of flooding in the world, huge waves set off, covering the sky and the earth.

The last bottleneck will be broken to pieces

But at this time, the river breeze seems to have broken through countless black holes and come to an inexplicable place.

"Why, where is this? Why do you look so familiar? " The river breeze doubts a way.

"Isn't this my hometown, Wangpo village? How did I suddenly come back to my hometown? " The river breeze finally saw clearly all around and recognized this place.

At this time, a man came from a distance, looking down, staring at the road, with tears in his eyes.

"This... This is not me?" The river wind is confused.

He saw himself.

He walked and cried, as if he had met something very sad.

Soon he came to a family, knocked on the door, inside out of a person, this is their village head.

"Village head, my father suddenly fell ill, there is no money at home, can you lend us some, and when the disease is cured, I will give it back to you." He said.

The village head looked at him and said coldly, "I still want to borrow money from you. I don't have any money. You'd better go to another house to pick it up."

"Village head..." he also begged, but the village head had closed the door, leaving him only two cold doors.

He went on knocking door to door, pleading and borrowing money, but no one lent him.

Not only did he not lend it to him, but he was sarcastic and rude.

He really had no way, came to the village, squatted under a tree to cry.

His father suddenly fell ill last night. He didn't know what disease he had. He was taken to the hospital and didn't have money to see a doctor.

He had to come back to the village to borrow money, but everyone was indifferent and refused to lend him a dime.

Let him understand the people's heart, see through the thin world.

"Little wind."

Then his mother came from outside the village and pulled him up.

"Mom, you're back. Don't you know you borrowed money?" He was glad to see his mother back and had a glimmer of hope.

Last night, his mother went to the city all night to borrow money from her mother's family. She should be able to come back. He thinks so.

But his mother shook her head and said that she had not borrowed any money.

Hearing these news, he had no hope for a moment, and even his mother's family refused to help. Is there any warmth in the world?

No, absolutely not.

"Don't be sad, child. I'll go home and sell my bracelets. If I can get a good price, I'll see your father soon." Said the mother.

The bracelet was left by her mother. Her mother regarded it as a treasure. She was never willing to take it out and put it on. Today, she even wanted to take it out and sell it.

"No, Ma, it can't be sold." He cried.

"Silly boy, if you don't sell it, how can you see your father? You wait for me here, and I'll be back in a moment." Mother kept smiling and said in a soft voice.

His mother's figure is far away, but his heart is at the bottom

When Jiang Feng saw this scene, he remembered that when he was 12 years old, his father suddenly got a strange disease, and the family had no money to treat it. Finally, his mother sold the bracelet. Fortunately, his father would be fine in a few days, and it didn't matter.

This incident is still fresh in the memory of Jiang Feng. All the scenes have happened.

"Do you hate those people?" There seemed to be an invisible voice questioning him.

"They don't lend it to you. They watch you suffer and sneer at you. Can you accept it?"

"Hate it or not?"

"Hate it?"

Once the voice appeared, it would linger in his mind.

The river breeze is in a trance and seems to fall into a swamp.

He asked himself, do you hate those who didn't lend him money?

Hate or not?

He didn't know, couldn't explain, couldn't figure it out

Do you hate it or not?

Just as Jiang Feng was being tortured, the scene changed again.

This time is Xiao Wanjun, the woman he once loved and hated.

Xiao Wanjun is looking at him with a sneer, his face full of disdain.

"Let's break up. If you don't study well, your family background is not good, if you want money without money, if you want potential without potential, I won't be happy with you."

"If you don't look at your appearance, you'll be a slovenly person all day long. You can only be a bottom person forever."

"Struggling in poverty in society is always a loser who has nothing and is good for nothing."

Xiao Wanjun's every word is like a knife, deep into the heart of the river.

He's bleeding

This is the scene when Xiao Wanjun broke up with Jiang Feng in his previous life. It can be said that it did great harm to Jiang Feng at that time, and made him suffer a great blow and depressed during that period of time.

"Do you hate her?"

"You paid so much for her, in the end, she betrayed you."

"Hate it?"

"This kind of woman has nothing to cling to, hate is hate, say it out loud."

The sound of torture sounded again.

Like holding a whip, beating his heart.

"Hate it?"

The voice kept asking questions, never stopping for a moment.

"Hate it?"

"You must hate her, you must hate them."

"Right?"

"Hate it, no one will laugh at you."

Jiang Feng was trembling all over and his eyes were wide open. He could no longer bear this kind of torture.

"I hate them, I hate them, I hate those who look on coldly and refuse to help."

"I hate, I hate her, I hate her leaving me for wealth, leaving me for vanity, leaving me regardless of everything."

"I hate..."

The river wind roared.

"Hate is right, you should hate them."

"Since you hate them, what are you waiting for? Kill them all, kill them all, and leave none."

"I've killed them. I've killed them. They're all dead."

"No, people all over the world love to be ungrateful. It's not enough to kill them. You have to kill people all over the world. Otherwise, you can never avoid the appearance of those people. You will always hate them. Only by killing all people can you not hate them."

"Yes, you're right. I'm going to kill everyone."

"Good, you've got it. Go ahead, kill, kill as much as you like..."

River breeze and invisible voice face words, his eyes become red, teeth bite of cackle ring, he hated everyone.

He has fallen into a state of madness.

Kill!

Kill!

Kill!

Now he's full of killing!

It seems that there are countless voices shouting together: kill!

The killing will soar to the sky, shaking the sky.

"I want to kill, I want to kill..."

The river breeze is like a madman, running around at random.

If he knew his current situation, he would be shocked, because it is an extremely dangerous situation.

He was possessed.

Yes, demons. Many times, many people can meet demons when they break through.

If you are lucky, you will soon get out of the demons. If you are not lucky, you will sink into the demons and become a walking corpse and a madman who kills people everywhere.

This is the current situation of Jiangfeng.

And Jiang Feng is very unfortunate, bad luck, he encountered the kind of devil is very difficult, as long as the encounter, the chance to break free is very small.

But now no one can lend a helping hand to him. He can only sink deeper and deeper into the demons in his heart. He is caught by endless demons and blinded by the killing intention

Fortunately, there are no human beings in the dark demon world, only dark demons, and Jiangfeng is not likely to commit heinous crimes.

So he had to slaughter the dark devil.

In the next period of time, the end of the dark devil came.

Where the river breeze goes, all the dark demons are slaughtered, like the God of plague. Everywhere they go, they bring a disaster.

It's Jiang Feng's original intention to kill these dark demons. Even if he is not confused by the inner demons, he will kill the dark demons here when he breaks through successfully.

Kill!

I've been killing you all the time. I've been killing you all the time.

I don't know how long it took. It seems that a year has passed. The river breeze has never stopped from the south to the north, from the west to the East.

Small fire did not know when to come out, followed the river behind, constantly devouring the fallen dark devil.

At this time, the small fire was more than five meters long, as thick as a bucket, and the scales all over his body were glowing red. Every time he devoured a dark devil, his body would be smeared with black, and then his strength would increase a little.

Xiaohuo is approaching the state of adulthood. If you give him more time, he will grow into a huge rock python.

……

Jiang Feng's body has been injured, recovered and injured in the killing and felling... He has been extremely strong.

And unconsciously, his jiutianba tijue also broke through to the fifth day.

And he got a new ability - the power of the left leg of the god elephant.

At this point, the left and right legs of his god elephant were together.

With both arms and legs, if the firepower is fully open, it should be very powerful. It's no problem that you can take down the general's head when you rush into the army.

The wind of the river went all the way and killed him until he heard the sound of the piano.

He saw Yuehua butterfly sitting under a tree.

Trees, no leaves, all dark.

People, bow to play the piano, quiet as water.

Yuehuadie's eyes are dull and black, and there is no emotion fluctuation on her face. She is like a stone. Besides playing guqin, she can see that she is a living person.

What's wrong with Yuehua butterfly? Nobody knows now.

Of course, today's Jiangfeng does not know yuehuadie.

And Yuehua butterfly doesn't recognize Jiangfeng.

They don't know each other now. They are strangers.

And they are hostile to each other, sending out a strong sense of war.

They are now enemies.

At the end of the day, everything is just a coincidence.

Ding Dong Li

The sound of Chengkong zither is still ringing, which seems to be provoking the river breeze.

The water sword in Jiangfeng's hand was half inserted into the ground, making a trembling sound, but it was full of gaps, which was caused by these days's cutting.

A good sword is useless.

"Are you calling the dark devil to attack me? Hum, I'll kill you and see how you play the piano to call the devil." Jiang Feng's voice is hoarse, so he stabs the butterfly with his sword.

Zheng!

The tip of the sword breaks through the void and points directly at the chest of Yuehua butterfly.