Chapter 93 Bitter Fruit

Tens of thousands of years ago, it was still a chaotic era. Demons emerged one after another, and the people lived in poverty.

Monsters often attack tribes, and the power of mortals can't defeat powerful monsters at all, not to mention groups of monsters. Each tribe must ask immortals to sit down to avoid the tragedy of being eaten by monsters. In that era, human lives were not as valuable as a spiritual stone.

At that time, if the family of immortals came out of the family, they would definitely be very happy, because they could be more prosperous in the future.

In that era, immortals also fought with each other most. Sometimes immortals would also make ideas for mortals in order to revenge. After all, the life expectancy of immortals increases with the growth of cultivation, but the life expectancy of mortals is limited. When it comes to monks above the foundation period, no one will care about the lives of the family in the mortal world. After all, those are their own descendants, and people and immortals are the same. I hope that the descendants of future generations will flourish and the family will also be prosperous.

That year was full of fire and rain, and the man's name spread almost all over the world. At that time, there was no establishment of dynasties, but only clans. The man who was about to be robbed returned to his hometown when he received the news and saw the immortals who had been defeated standing above the family, and the sword in his hand buzzed, as if I am eager to taste the taste of blood.

"If you submit to me and give me the magic weapon in your hand, these 270 people will live."

The man looked coldly at the people in the family. He didn't expect that the enemy would threaten him with 270 lives of the whole family, remembering the suffering he had suffered with his mother, the suffering, the indifference of the family towards him, and the fact that he was about to become a fairy.

The man shook his head indifferently, "You kill it. Without relatives, I can have no worries, so that I can fly to the fairyland at ease."

The crying of children was shocking, and the old man's pleading and the man's scolding resounded throughout the sky, but it didn't help.

Immortal practitioners killed a mortal without a knife, and there was no life in an instant when a magic weapon was pressed down. The child's crying stopped abruptly, and the world suddenly became silent.

The man's glazed eyes looked at the 270 corpses in surprise, and the blood flowing from 270 lives dyed the whole ground red. From then on, he would never appear again.

There is no life, no concern, no burden, you should have been happy!

The extinct immortals floated over the corpse in a daze. They didn't know whether to be happy or sad. They were just a little empty in their hearts. When their Taoist couple arrived and saw the corpses all over the land, they cried sadly.

"From now on, you will have no relatives! You are so cruel!" She cried and scolded him for his ruthlessness, completely forgetting how his mother died at the hands of the clan and how he lived secretly.

Walking in front of her, the man reached out and stroked her cheek, "Don't I still have you as a relative? Have you forgotten how my mother died?

The woman shook her head with tears, as if she saw the 270 ghosts standing around them, crying and scolding, "We don't want to die... We don't want to die..."

Although the man's heart is empty, he doesn't feel sad, but some hatred that is not suitable for many years has disappeared, and only a strange feeling stays in his heart.

At this time, the dark cloud came to the top from the other end of the sky, and a man in black armor appeared. His eyes were colder than anyone else, but his strength was stronger than anyone else. The armored man was not a mortal, and no matter how high the cultivation was, he could not resist his sword.

The armored man punished the immortals who hurt people's lives at will, and destroyed the enemies of his family. Seeing that the armored man let a monk in the divine period fly away in just one move, and it was even too late to resist, he suddenly realized that he was small and could only hold his beloved woman tightly. .

After solving the man, the armored man looked at himself. In the fog, his voice came clearly, "Since you don't care about your 270 people, let you completely break your love and be a real lonely person!"

When the sword spirit of the armored man was about to sweep on himself and the Taoist couple, a woman appeared out of thin air.

The man still remembers that the woman looked at his glazed eyes that day and asked, "Is it wrong with killing ants?"

"Yes." His beloved woman suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't wake up no matter how he called.

"In your eyes, the lives of mortals are not worth mentioning. How much you can kill if you want to kill more. In our eyes, immortals are also like ants, but as a monk, they regard human life as grass mustard. What's the difference between human life and livestock?"

At that time, the woman's voice was like a knife, and the words poked in her heart, and she held her beloved woman in tears. "Now I know I'm wrong. Can you give her back to me? Just give her back to me?"

The cruelty of armored men is that killing is only between raising their hands, and there is no heartbreaking feeling, but this woman is more ruthless than armored men, and the feeling of losing love is more unbearable than thousands of knives.

"Should mortals be killed at will?"

"Shouldn't! Shouldn't!"

In the fog, the woman stretched out her hand, and a small golden bell fell on her beloved woman's neck. "Even if you repent, you can't make up for the fact that 270 lives died because of you. You will never want to become a fairy, just leave you alone here to repent forever!"

A drop of blood and tears flowed from the man's glazed eyes. What's wrong with him hating his people? When your mother died tragically, where were you, a mysterious woman and armored man? Why don't you do justice! Why! Why take away his only warmth and his beloved woman!

"Ah!!!" The man looked up to the sky and roared, watching his beloved woman shrink little by little and become a cat little by little.

For three days and nights, he stood in the open space of the family and looked at the white cat turned into by his beloved woman, and tears kept flowing down one or two.

This is the punishment for himself. In his poor life, his beloved woman will no longer appear in front of him as a human. His cultivation can only stay in the combination period, and there will never be a fairy disaster, and he will always be alone.

A few days later, 270 tombstones appeared on the purpose of the family. Each name was engraved in the blood of a man. When it came to 271, the man paused and wrote down the names of himself and his beloved wife. From then on, someone will always see a man with high cultivation. There will always be a white cat in his arms, and the story will never end. When the man finished talking about the past, his glazed eyes became wet again.

They will accompany each other for life, but they can't get married. One is always a human and the other is always a cat.

Shi Miao slowly went down the peak full of flames with a small fish. The white cat on the mountainside was still waving melon seeds to say goodbye to herself. In a trance, Shi Miao seemed to see the white and kind girl. It was naturally wrong for the man to kill 270 people in revenge, but the woman had What's wrong? Is it just because such a punishment makes men more heartbroken? Fortunately, they are still together. There is a kind of love that can break through all boundaries, Shi Miao firmly believes.

Shi Miao, an elderly young woman who was cheated by her boyfriend in her twenties, began to believe in love again at this moment.

It turned out that the man scolded himself, but why were they caught in this space by scattered people?

Is the armored man the man who gave himself feathers in his dream? Who is the woman who came out halfway?