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Chapter 184 Qin Fan's Devil
The gray mist filled all directions, and the oppressive atmosphere permeated every corner. Qin Fan felt that a big stone was pressed against his heart for no reason.

This is another completely different way of comprehending.

Qin Fan began to observe the surrounding situation, there was no Li Xunhuan waiting for him, what was worse was that the visible range was reduced to within ten steps, and all he could see was the gray sand under his feet.

Even if Qin Fan tried to use his mental power to break through the layers of thick fog, he felt lost in an instant, which led to his thoughts being shattered.

Immediately, Qin Fan's nostrils fluttered slightly, and there was a rotten smell.

This may also be the clue left by the other party to guide him forward.

But in this way, in Qin Fan's lowered eyes, the vortex of chaos flashed away, and his brows were subconsciously frowned.

Following the direction from which the smell came, he took the first step, and the mist surrounding him also changed due to his movement.

One step, two steps, three steps. No.30 Seven steps, Qin Fan saw a corpse.

Only a small part of the flesh and blood remained on the corpse, and it was rotting at a speed visible to the naked eye. As white bones emerged, Qin Fan's eyes slowly turned to the relatively well-preserved head.

"So that's it, it's him."

The smile on Qin Fan's face was still the same, but there was a cold light in his eyes, the person in front of him was the first person he killed.

As the memories emerged, the man's appearance seemed to be much clearer, but the blood hole on his face was too shocking, especially his left eye socket seemed to have been pierced more than once.

That was after Lin Shu took control of Wuyou Villa. As a young villa owner who was emptied, it was inevitable that he would be insulted by some small people.

And what they like most is watching a certain noble son who had a good pregnancy fall from the top of the cloud and crawl at their feet.

Not to mention that Lin Shu recruited a group of bandits and robbers at that time, and their bad style was more vividly reflected in them.

However, Qin Fan has only experienced this kind of encounter once, and this man is also the only one who humiliated and mocked Qin Fan.

Then on the second day, when he was drunk, Qin Fan took his dagger and left an unknown number of blood holes on his face.

He was six years old that year, witnessed the death of his parents, and endured severe pain every day. Even if there was hatred supporting him, every day of his life was extremely painful.

So just to verify a conjecture, he made this seemingly unwise and crazy move. Maybe he wanted to take advantage of this time to seek relief in his heart.

Even now, Qin Fan still clearly remembers that in order to ensure that the other party died thoroughly, he did not have much strength to thrust the dagger into that person's face again and again.

The blood stained his eyes red, and it also ignited a trace of death in his heart into a raging flame, which seemed to be the last carnival before death.

In the end, Qin Fan succeeded and failed. The point of failure was that he didn't die when he wanted to die the most. The point of success was that his test was the same as he had expected.

Even if Qin Fan killed Lin Shu's subordinates, Lin Shu didn't say anything. In fact, he had a bad temper, and he would whip those subordinates if he didn't like it.

But facing himself, Qin Fan could feel the other party's fear.

It's not because Qin Fan has shown any maturity beyond his peers, nor is it because he awakened the domineering look at the age of six.

What he was afraid of was his surname Qin, which seemed to be the awe engraved deep in Lin Shu's blood.

Even if he is a useless person, even if he is a six-year-old child, just because of this surname, when he sees him, no matter how he hides it, this fear will always exist.

Therefore, following step by step temptations, Qin Fan used his fear to push him into the abyss of death.

Seeing that the hornet's nest face in front of him also began to rot, Qin Fan silently bent down and broke off his ten exposed finger bones one by one.

When comprehending [Dead Zone·Xuan] before, if grass branches were not used as flying knives, the process would have been a hundred times more difficult, and now this phalanx is Qin Fan's flying knives.

Then he followed the smell again, and the rotten smell was stronger not only at the moment, but somewhere in the distance. However, this time, after only taking eighteen steps, Qin Fan saw the second corpse.

It was also a certain robber under Lin Shu's command, but this person was not killed by him himself, more precisely, he died because of him.

"So every body I come across next, their death is connected to me, right?"

Qin Fan's question did not get any response, and the thick gray fog filled the square space. Under such an environment, most people would feel more and more frightened when guarding the rotting corpse in front of them.

But after Qin Fan let out a mouthful of turbid air, the depression that had accumulated in his heart was swept away. He silently watched the front, and the surrounding environment didn't seem to have any influence on him, and then the footsteps sounded again.

This time it's not one step, two steps, three steps, but one, two, three.

After seeing the tenth corpse, Qin Fan has already seen a road made of corpses in the distance. He didn't kill many people with his own hands in these years, but the number of people who died indirectly because of him is already too many for him to remember. Live in specific numbers.

However, after carefully looking at the faces of each corpse, Qin Fan made another discovery.

"Some people whose names I only know, but not their appearance, don't seem to appear here.

But just a casual glance, as long as his appearance remains in the cracks of memory, even if he doesn't know anything about other information, he still exists here. "

After saying this, Qin Fan bent down and stretched out his right hand, as if picking up a ball at random, and forcibly pulled a head off a corpse.

"Just like this person, the mole on his left cheek is really unforgettable to me."

Qin Fan said seriously, although there was still no response.

Immediately, the purple sun magic flame in his hand rose up, and the head was instantly dyed into ashes.

"This road should not be too long."

Qin Fan, who stepped forward again, no longer looked at the corpse under his feet, and calmly looked at the looming black shadow ahead.

It was a mountain of corpses piled up with corpses, and on the top of the mountain of corpses was a throne of bones, which also had an owner.

This person is dressed in black, and his appearance is exactly the same as Qin Fan, but he lacks the friendly smile that often hangs on his face, coupled with the deliberately restrained emotions, it makes his temperament feel a kind of repulsiveness. It's freezing outside.

"You're here." Qin Fan in black got up and walked down the stairs piled up with corpses step by step.

And this mountain of corpses was not as huge as expected, at least it only took half a stick of incense for Qin Fan in black to go down the mountain.

The smile on Qin Fan's face didn't diminish, but he looked a little humble.

"Next, what should I do?"

"How should I do it?" Qin Fan in black snapped his fingers, and the corpses on the corpse road suddenly got up one by one, then spontaneously walked around the two of them, and then collapsed to the ground one by one.

"They're damned, aren't they?"

There was a hint of madness in the eyes of Qin Fan in black, he didn't stop, so the distance between him and Qin Fan was getting closer and closer.

Qin Fan tilted his head as if in distress, and then said puzzledly:

"I don't quite understand what you mean. They're dead, aren't they?"

At this time, the distance between Qin Fan in black and Qin Fan was only three steps, and Qin Fan in black walked up to Qin Fan's side, put his arm around his shoulder, put his lips next to Qin Fan's ear and said:
"It's still not enough, why do you keep suppressing yourself?"

"Repression? Do you think the real me should continue to kill?

By the way, who are you and why do you have the same face as me! "Qin Fan's voice suddenly became a little excited.

And Qin Fan in black chuckled lightly and said:

"I have the same face as you, naturally because I am you, the madness that you have been forcibly suppressing in your heart!"

"Crazy?" Qin Fan shook his head seriously, "Everyone has a crazy side, but I don't think my side is like you."

Qin Fan in black sighed and said:
"You still haven't recognized yourself, the real you have always wanted to make a big fuss, but because of some inexplicable ties, some superfluous concerns, and even those ridiculous calculations, all these led you to choose to endure!
Now you are fully qualified to bring an unforgettable bloody feast to this world! "

Qin Fan was silent for a long time, he looked at the white bones all around, and the rotting heads on the fragile bones and said:

"Is this the process I need to understand the true meaning of martial arts?"

Qin Fan in black said firmly:
"It is the process that you must comprehend the true meaning of martial arts!

"Heaven and Earth Crossover Yin Yang Great Compassion Fu" is a magic skill!Since you chose to comprehend the true meaning of his martial arts, you should have already expected it.

I am the demon in your heart, but also the real you, release me and you will become stronger!
Or it should be said that you and I are completely integrated to be the invincible Qin Fan! "

"Then what is the true meaning of martial arts this time?" Qin Fan suddenly asked a question that seemed relevant but actually seemed meaningless.

Qin Fan in black thought deeply: "To be precise, it can be called demonization."

"So, you are the devil, not me."

"Hehe, have you forgotten the advice to Ada? There has been no demon from the beginning to the end. The so-called demon is called a demon because the first person who created it gave him this name.

You can also be called a god, a fairy, a deity, a fairy or something, it's just another word. "

"So that's the way it is, you understand it that way."

"It's not me, it's us, this is our own idea!"

"Oh?" Qin Fan tilted his head, looked at the black-clothed Qin Fan who was close at hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, but the next second, the purple sun demonic flames that burst out suddenly engulfed the black-clothed Qin Fan!

"Why did you attack me!" Qin Fan in black dodged the blow, and in an instant, he was ten steps away from Qin Fan.

Qin Fan looked seriously at 'Qin Fan' in black and said:

"I know my madness well, so from the first sentence you said, I knew you were not me.

Create this scene because you want me to see you as another side of me. "

Qin Fan suddenly took a step, but his direction was towards the mountain of corpses.

"Looking at these gray mist, all of them are no longer oppressive and dull. The next corpses that were either killed by me or died because of me should be that you want to deliberately draw out the intolerance and guilt in my heart.

Only in this way can I be highlighted as the real good, and then good and evil can be naturally merged into one, so your initial plan was to pretend to be my evil thoughts, right? "

'Qin Fan' in black clenched his fists subconsciously, looked at Qin Fan who was still walking towards the mountain of corpses, took a few deep breaths, then let go of his palms and said:

"Then why did I do this? If I become your evil thought, I will be disgusted by you instead!"

"No." Qin Fan's voice was very soft, but it rang clearly in the ear of the black-clothed 'Qin Fan', "Because you still know me very well in certain aspects, I will not refuse my own power.

Whether it's evil or devil, as long as it belongs to me, I will gladly accept it.

If the true meaning of martial arts comprehended this time can really stimulate my hidden power, I must be very happy.

Unfortunately, this plan failed at the beginning, so you made some changes, and the goal became to convince me that you are the devil in my heart. "

'Qin Fan' in black was silent for a long time, he stared at Qin Fan's back going towards the top of the mountain, his expression could no longer maintain absolute indifference, the haze in his eyes made him look a little anxious.

"People like you definitely have demons in their hearts, so why don't you want to believe it?"

At this time, Qin Fan had reached the top. He sat calmly on the throne of bones, with his chin resting on his right hand, and looked down at the black-clothed 'Qin Fan' at the bottom of the mountain. The smile on his face was still gentle, and his tone was a little more The meaning of encouragement.

"You can continue to try to convince me to trust you."

'Qin Fan' in black could clearly see the playfulness in the other's eyes, but he was still a little bit unwilling.

"I'm not the devil in your heart, so what am I!"

Qin Fan put away his smile and looked at 'Qin Fan' in black like a clown who was overconfident.

"When I attacked you just now, the move you used should be "Sky Void and Earth Void Walk", so do you need me to point it out? After all, I don't know this light skill, so this farce should almost end gone."

"Farce? Do you think that's the only way?" The black-clothed 'Qin Fan' let go of the last luck in his heart. He obviously had the same face, but at this moment he looked a little ugly because of the veins on his forehead, his flushed face, and his distorted expression.

"This is your fault, now it's time for you to pay it back!"

As the voice of the black-clothed 'Qin Fan' fell, layers of flesh and blood emerged from the surrounding white bones, and they were no different from living people after just a few breaths.

And the mountain of corpses also began to shake, and the corpses slowly climbed up one after another, which made Qin Fan's throne of bones tremble, as if it would collapse in the next second.

Until a voice sounded: "I didn't do nothing just now."

On the road ahead of Qin Fan, purple flames emerged, and as the flames grew stronger and spread, a sea of ​​purple flames was formed.

Painful screams came from the mouths of the revived corpses, especially the mountain of corpses at Qin Fan's feet, which had already been completely covered by the coquettish purple.

However, as figures rushed out of the flames, the height of the mountain of corpses dropped a lot, but Qin Fan, who was sitting on the throne of bones, could still continue to look down at the black-clothed 'Qin Fan'.

"These dead people exist deep in my memory, but they are here because of you.

Then, as the real master of this memory, I should be able to do this too. "

'Qin Fan' in black sneered, and just when he was about to say something, a chants interrupted what he was about to say.

[The stream of light is like a firefly, the dark words fly away, and the misty and lonely night is alone in the sky!The sky shakes the universe, the earth covers the sky, and the sword buries thousands of bones without end! 】

A figure appeared from behind Qin Fan, and the dense fog around him was also blown away by a gust of cold wind blowing from nowhere at this moment.

After a few breaths, the turbulent wind had condensed with the Ziyang Demon Sea under Qin Fan's feet into roaring purple tornadoes.

And those howling sounds disappeared, and they once again became a quiet cornerstone under the throne of bones.

"It's not just like you said."

Another sound of poetry also completely shattered the self-confidence of the black-clothed 'Qin Fan' at this moment.

[Luo Xingshuang, Gui Ye Shang, thousands of pride seem to be brilliant, and the moon shines in the sky.Turning into nothing, falling into the world of mortals, everything is like suffering, and the lonely rain is falling. 】

(End of this chapter)