I am rich in the fairy world

The originally lively door lintel became even more lively, terrifyingly lively. When this terrifying liveliness died down, it became deadly silent. Even the wind bypassed this place, and the thick smell of blood lingered and was nauseating.

The blood was no longer fresh and had turned dark, with chunks of meat of all sizes soaking in it like a devil's delicacy. Hu Qingqing could easily recognize the ages of those chunks of meat, some were young, some were old, and some had never opened their eyes.

She was a little upset, but not much. After all, she held the gate of hell and knew that a lifetime was just an experience for the soul. Although the souls of these people here were also shattered, the fragments of the soul would eventually flow back to the netherworld.

She said to herself: You have also acquired the indifference and ruthlessness of those in a higher position.

Ignore it, what else? Persuade San to put down the butcher knife? Haha, she herself can't do it.

Life is clean, but sin has already existed. Some people are rampant and plundering when they are alive, and retribution is not timely. When retribution arrives, can it be cancelled because those people are already dead?

Or, in the way of heaven, there is a kind of cause and effect that is a collective attribute. At the beginning, it is sincere for the family, but later it becomes a cover. When retribution falls, no one can escape it, and the innocent cannot be excluded.

When thunder and lightning and rain fall, it doesn't matter whether you are a good guy or a bad guy.

It was only by chance that God gave him a chance to escape.

Hu Qing stopped and was in a daze.

Observing her condition without making any sound to disturb her, she saw a head in the blood, half of its face facing upwards, its eyes were lifeless and there were a few blood stains on its eyeballs.

Not pretty at all.

Oh, this face has never looked good.

San touched her chest, no pain, no sadness, no joy. How could she react when they had already severed their relationship?

He was a little tired for a moment and ordered all civil and military officials to set fire.

After killing someone, they set fire to the place. Not only the people, but also the things, houses, flowers, plants and trees. In short, everything here is burned to ashes.

When Hu Qing came back to his senses, San was destroying the secret mechanism of the Wen family. Seeing her destroy everything along the way, without taking any good things, Hu Qing's heart was bleeding, and he only hated himself for being an intangible body.

She said distressedly, "You know what? In the early years, life was difficult, and I really did collect rags and mend pots."

This once again refreshed San's bottom line of her understanding of poverty: "Can't you steal or rob?"

The fairy world is not a society ruled by law. Fairies and demons dare to challenge even the rules of heaven, so what are the rules of the secular world? In a deeper sense, isn't seeking immortality also a kind of stealing? Stealing destiny and snatching the secrets of heaven.

So in San's perception, stealing and robbing are more respectable than collecting scraps.

Hu Qing said sadly: "I have done all of them."

San's expression turned into sympathy. Can't beat others?

Hu Qing wiped his face: "I spend a lot."

Sanshi just remembered that she was not too old to become the Immortal Emperor and Demon Emperor, so she must have practiced hard. And practice directly consumes resources. So she tried every way to make money, not letting go of any small profit.

Pitiful.

The Wen family was destroyed thoroughly, as if they were an unrelated family feud, ensuring that no one escaped alive, not even the cats and dogs were spared. If it were not impossible, Hu Qing felt that she would like to cover this world in a vacuum and grind it into powder.

A scorched earth.

30 was filled with relief: "Let's go home."

On the first day of the return journey, Sanshi opened the experience record of Hu Qing, learned, and taught Hu Qing.

"Do you think I'm going to leave soon, so you're in such a hurry to teach me?"

San admitted: "I do have this premonition. After destroying the Wen family, I felt that everything is like time, which will eventually be stripped away and can never be regained - well, to be honest, the energy in the ring can't last too long." Hu Qing was anxious: "Then what nonsense are you talking about? Learn quickly. I inherited the strengths of the two families from you."

He held his head with both hands. “Ahhhh – Great God of Time, please don’t brainwash me. Such precious knowledge, it must be passed on.”

After returning to the island, Hu Qing's head was so overwhelmed with knowledge that it had visibly expanded. He was in a daze and truly confused.

I'm afraid that if I poke her accidentally, she will explode.

Mo Chiyi was also there, having been waiting for her for several days.

He was completely numb, and forced out a smile that was uglier than crying: "My father is dead."

After saying this, he ran over and hugged Sanshi, crying loudly. A grown man with amazing lung capacity, his wailing voice reached the sky. The others had already learned the bad news on the first day they met him, and now they quietly left.

Words of comfort have been said, but pale words cannot make the grief-stricken Yi feel better.

Hu Qing sighed and sat down, looking at the sky with melancholy. Is the bond between people only for separation by life and death?
At first, Sanshi stood, then sat down when he got tired of standing. Later, when he saw that Sanshi kept crying, he simply hugged his head and flew to the edge of the island, on the side of the steep cliff.

The few people who stayed behind were hiding from the crying there, and when they saw them coming, they immediately moved to the other side of the island.

San sat on the edge of the cliff, with her legs hanging down, the sea breeze blowing in her face. Yi twisted his body and hugged her shoulders, burying his big head behind her shoulders.

San felt that the clothes on her back were all wet, and considering her friend's feelings, she did not use magic to dry them.

Hu Qing didn't want to follow but had to. She squatted behind San and poked the tears on San's face with her fingers.

"Why is he crying so much? This is the first time I've seen a demon that cries like this. Is he made of water? How long will he cry? Please persuade him. Encourage him to take revenge. He won't be so sad if he has something to do."

San turned his head and gave Hu Qing a look that said "don't interfere", then hugged and patted him, and Yi cried even louder.

Hu sighed lightly, looked at him, and suddenly raised his hand and spanked Yi's butt.

His eyelids jumped. Although he couldn't see or feel it, he thought - you are a hooligan!
Hu Qing was just bored. Since there was no real contact, she just treated it as playing a video game, as if the little demon dragon was crying because of her ruthless slap.

If there was someone she knew around, she wouldn't have the face to do such a thing.

San couldn't bear to see her friend so sad and being treated like this, she was filled with indignation.

He said indignantly: "If you have any enemy still alive, I will take you to kill him and make you happy."

Hu Qing suddenly perked up: This is a good suggestion.

Yi paused in crying, raised his big head, looked pitiful like a big dog, stared at her for a long time with his tear-swollen eyes, and tears welled up again.

"I feel so uncomfortable ah ah——"

Alas, Hu Qing squatted back, oh my ancestors.

He was now immersed in his own emotions, and no matter how hard he tried to find topics to talk about, he still couldn't divert his attention away. In the end, he could only endure it and wait for him to stop.

Hu Qing complained: "The sea water was swollen because of his crying. He is more powerful than Meng Jiangnu."

Thirty does not know Meng Jiangnu.

Hu Qing told her the story of the Great Wall.

After listening to it, Thirty said, "What kind of construction project could be destroyed by crying? It must be due to poor design, or is it that Meng Jiangnu has the power of sound waves?"

She said it out loud, and the crying Yi looked up blankly: "What?" (End of this chapter)