My life can't be a harem game!

"Is it ironic?"

The Pigman leader grinned, revealing his large and yellow gums. Although it was a smile, it revealed his deep hatred for humans. "Humans have never been kind to the first generation of Pigmen. They tortured them, forced them to breed, killed those who resisted, and killed those who obeyed after draining their benefits... This is God's retribution to humans, allowing us to gain such powerful strength to resist, betray, and sacrifice, so that you humans who claim to be the most intelligent creatures on earth will know our anger!"

By the end of his speech, veins bulged on the pig-headed leader's forehead, and his originally fat cheeks had become as hideous as a devil's. His teeth were intertwined with each other, making a harsh grinding sound, and the huge axe in his hand shone in the sunlight, like a demon craving for blood, so sharp and so terrifying.

Unlike the snake people, the experiences of the imitation sub-human pig people were simply miserable. Like their prototypes, although they were well utilized and praised by countless people as useful beings, their endings were often very miserable...

"That's really cause for celebration..."

Lu Fengxian did not react much to his anger. His black pupils were calm. Perhaps he had seen it so many times that he was used to it. Perhaps he had long known the hatred of the pigmen towards humans and was not afraid of the state of the pigmen leader. After saying this, he even turned around and spoke to the air beside him...

"This is the first thing I want to teach you. No matter what era or country you are in, if you want to protect something, you must sacrifice something. No one can escape this theorem, just like no one can live without food."

The dark eyes were so gentle, and even his words sounded like a teacher giving instructions, but no one was seen beside him, whether it was the snake man or the pig man...

"Yes, a ghost?"

A snake man with weak willpower muttered to himself, many humans may not believe it, but the vast majority of demi-humans are in awe of so-called ghosts and monsters.

Their technology is not inferior to that of humans. The IQ of some sub-humans is even far higher than that of humans. Some sub-humans even have the ability to temporarily control the weather like gods...

Such a being has a fear of ghosts and gods?

This is the truth, but unlike the ghosts that suck life and devour internal organs in human thought, the so-called ghosts and gods are virtual bodies formed after the death of ancestors in ancient times, and they are existences worthy of awe...

"Don't back off. Believe in yourself and believe in the strength that the first generation gained from endless killing."

The pigman leader's scolding did not have much effect. The loud noises did stop, but the subtle whispers continued to rise and fall...

The pigman leader snorted twice in hatred for his subordinates who had fallen into this state again, then grasped the giant axe in one hand and rushed towards him with big strides.

"I didn't expect that the so-called killer star turned out to be a guy who pretended to be a ghost. It's really disappointing."

In fact, the Pigman Leader was 100% sure who was present. This man was definitely not the kind of person who would do something stupid and embarrassing.

No matter if it is a ghost or a god, no matter what kind of existence...

For the sake of the tribe, I will chop off my own axe, cut off the hands of the foreign enemies, and cut off the uneasiness of the pigmen...

“Human——!!!”

The pigman leader roared and rushed towards Lu Fengxian, raising the axe in his hand, with a fierce light flashing from his eyes.

The pigman leader rushed towards him like a wave. As the target of attack, Lu Fengxian smiled without any murderous intent or malice. He just smiled simply.

At the same time, a sound like the collision of wind chimes rang out, and a dark whirlwind rose from the ground, fiercely stabbing at the huge figure that had no time to dodge...

"Pfft."

Flesh and blood flew everywhere.

It was penetrated instantly.

Strong body, hard armor, heavy axe...

All of them were penetrated by the black tornado!

In a flash, less than five seconds after the Pigman leader launched the charge, the so-called battle was over. Although the Pigman leader was still conscious, he was already dead...

It was hard to explain. The threads wrapped around my body had each penetrated deeply into my skin. My heart was shattered to pieces, but... I was not dead.

Not only did I not die, but I actually felt... very comfortable?

The constant chest tightness, the occasional dizziness in the head, and the swelling and pain in the limbs...all disappeared!

The feeling of relaxation that he had not enjoyed for more than seventy years made the Pig-Headed Man almost think that he had arrived in heaven. If it were not for the wound that was still bleeding in front of him, he would not have believed that such a serious injury could bring him a sense of comfort. When the black whirlwind rushed into his body, he did not even feel numb or itchy.

I felt comfortable before I died? I must be crazy.

"You have a congenital heart disease, and all the blood vessels leading to your heart are necrotic. How could you survive to this day..."

'Lü Fengxian' smiled, and stretched out his right hand completely from the back of the pigman leader, and actually made a big hole in him!

If one simply calculated the length of his hand, his right hand could only penetrate the body of the pigman leader, let alone pierce through it directly.

"You, I..."

While struggling to say something, the pig-headed leader's body suddenly froze, and then slowly relaxed. A peaceful look that had never appeared before appeared on his face. The look he gave Lu Fengxian was not cruel and violent, but gentle and relieved.

"Are you going to die?"

Blood kept oozing out of the pig-headed leader's nostrils and eye sockets, making him look extremely hideous.

But I can't feel anything, I can't feel anything, I'm close to death, but I feel so happy, so joyful, this, this...

A confusing joy suddenly surged into his heart, and the Pig-Headed Leader was completely immersed in this strange feeling of happiness, unable to extricate himself.

"That's right, you're going to die soon." His tone was still so gentle.

There was a trace of struggle in the pig-headed leader's eyes, but it didn't even last three seconds. The rejection reaction in his heart was destroyed by the sudden feeling of happiness, and he laughed again, "That's really the best, I can finally relax, finally I don't have to carry the burden anymore..."

"Well, have a good trip."

Then, thin black threads slowly flowed out of the pig-headed man's body. As the threads flowed out, its breathing became slower and slower. Finally, it completely stopped breathing, and its wrinkled face was covered with a peaceful smile...

It was still killing, but the difference from before was that this time it was slowed down countless times, allowing all the pig-headed people and snake people present to see clearly that all the dead died in happiness.

However, what kind of strange feeling of happiness is this? Can it ignore such horrific and serious injuries?

No one present wanted to experience it.

"Strange, strange, monster..."

"What on earth is wrong with this human? It's so scary!"

“Retreat, retreat, retreat!!!”

Without any intention of revenge, nor any other thoughts about the current situation, the pigmen and snakemen ran in the direction they came from at a speed nearly twice as fast as when they came. Even the eldest brother among the snakemen made this decision after thinking for a few seconds. He rushed into the scattered pig-headed men like lightning, and it was obvious that he was dodging out of fear that Lu Fengxian would chase him.

Regarding the confusion of these subhuman races, Lu Fengxian just smiled, then stretched himself and suddenly said to the air behind him, "Would you like to have a reunion dinner?"

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More than four hours later, the night was dark and windy, with a bright moon and few stars.

Ten years, three thousand six hundred and fifty days, more than eight hundred thousand hours, millions of seconds are just a negligible number in the eyes of the world. Old people will not count what they have experienced or missed in the past ten years, nor will they think about what they will be like in another ten years.

Lu Fengxian was lucky, he saw a powerful self in the future.

Lu Fengxian is unfortunate. Now he has no idea what expression to use to look at this person who will exist ten years later.

There is a generation gap between mother and daughter.

There is a generation gap between father and child.

And now, I have to try to make up for the huge rift between centuries that appeared ten years ago... No, it should be said that it is the deepest generation gap in the world!

I won’t talk about other things as the biggest reason why he felt distant from himself. For example, now he actually dared to bring the chef to this place where a demi-human had just died and the blood hadn’t even dried yet to cook?

Don't be too awesome...

Less than five hours after the battle ended, Huayuan returned to its original appearance. The uncovered soil was perfectly filled back into place, the crushed flowers were cleaned up, and even a small white shed was built next to Lu Mengchan's grave. At least seven top chefs in golden clothes were busy inside, and they only served one person - themselves ten years later.

Moreover, even with so many people serving me, I am still nitpicking with a gentle face ten years later.

"How do you think this red wine beef tastes, Master Killer Star?"

"The taste is just OK, but I told you, right? I only want 99% of the red wine Falcon and marbled beef for the red wine beef stew. Throw away the rest."

"This must be a mistake made by the people below. I will prepare the ingredients again."

However, while apologizing, the chef who asked how the dishes tasted secretly glanced at the tableware placed next to the man and the neatly arranged dishes inside.

I have a friend coming, prepare a place for him...

But, could that legendary killer actually have such a thing as friends?

Or is this killer just trying to play a prank...

I always feel that the latter option is more likely than the option that the killer star has friends.

The apologetic chef was skeptical.

However, he didn't know that at this moment, there was indeed a person sitting where he was staring, but he couldn't see him.

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ps; The most recent chapters are transitional chapters, so it’s understandable that readers feel bored. We will start from the next chapter to get back to the real topic.

ps; [By the way, some readers are right, lolita lovers are the ones who work harder and harder the more they post. The article is becoming watery because the readers are getting colder and colder recently. Lolita lovers use their warm body temperature to warm the ice, and finally produce water... It seems to be the same principle. Thumbs up]

92. The Unpredictable Future and Lu Mengchan’s College Life

The chefs finally left, and no so-called guests showed up until all the remaining food on the white table was cleared away.

Thinking they were being fooled by this joker, the chefs didn't get angry. After a few fruitless inquiries, they rolled their eyes and left.

It is worth mentioning that they were not surprised at all when they passed by the corpses of the pigmen and snakemen on the vast flower field. They looked at those artificial sub-humans who could be called legendary ten years ago as if they were looking at puppies lying on the side of the road...except for a little bit of pity and a little bit of reluctance, they didn't even have any extra facial expressions, as they were completely used to it.

After they left, the black-haired man sitting at the white dining table turned his head, smiled slightly and spoke...

"How is it, how do you feel?"

Sitting less than a meter in front of him, Lu Fengxian in the spirit state didn't know how to answer. After a little thought, he said hesitantly, "Well, the food is delicious and the price is not low. You are really rich..."

In fact, he did not taste the delicious food that had just been placed on the table. In his soul state, he even lost his most basic sense of smell. Although he could see the appearance of those exquisite dishes, he could not feel the temperature by touch, and could not smell the taste. It was exactly the same as a block of plastic... It should be said that a plastic block at least had a little plastic smell, but this had nothing at all.

"That's not what I'm asking." He calmly placed his hands on the table, and cast a playful gaze at the figure that only he could see. "Although I have invited you many times, you have not shown up. I originally wanted to let you taste the cooking skills of the future ten-star chef, but now it seems that you have no interest..."

Ignoring Lu Fengxian's embarrassment, he half-opened and half-closed his eyes, leaning naturally on the white stool, "So, for me, who bought 9,000 acres of land in the fourth district as Mengchan's cemetery, and can have a top ten-star chef serve every meal, and have a strong future, are you satisfied?"

This sentence left Lu Fengxian speechless for a long time. After a long silence, he gritted his teeth, smiled with difficulty, and slowly spoke.

"Of course I am satisfied. I am rich, have so much money, and am so strong that I can buy such a large piece of land in the top five regions in the world..."

Click——!

However, Lu Fengxian stopped talking halfway, his eyes fell on the white table that suddenly shattered in front of him, and the flying wood chips passed through his body and fell on the ground behind him...

This time, Lu Fengxian really saw his weapon clearly.

Both arms were covered with black chains, with black knives at the tip. Unlike ordinary weapons, the knives did not gleam with light, but were dark and creepy. The moonlight shining on them seemed to be completely swallowed up...

However, now, Lu Fengxian focused more on the opponent's face than on weapons.

He still had that smiling face, but it was different from the smile he had at the beginning. The smile on his face now, ten years later, was so cold that it was frightening.

"Hey, you know what I'm talking about, right? I'm not asking this anymore..."

He slowly retracted his hands that were naturally pointed downward. Although the ground was not directly hit by his attack, the strong airflow caused by the downward stab directly created two vortex-shaped cracks.

And in his eyes, which seemed very small because of his smile, there was no more tenderness, only deep coldness remained.

"Don't you want to ask about my profession? Why do I have so much money? Why did I buy such a large piece of land for a cemetery? And why did I say all that to the Pigman leader right in front of you? Don't you know?"

His tone was so calm, but his eyes were as cold as ice, and his pupils were just like his state of mind, dark and able to reflect the human heart.

"You know, you know, you understand... You are me, the me of ten years ago, who didn't want to lose anything, wanted to protect everything, and treated everything with my tenderness."

As the words fell, an aura completely different from that of the swordsman suddenly pressed down on Lv Fengxian. If the aura given to him by the swordsman was like thousands of sharp long swords pressing against various parts of his body, then his aura was cold, the pure coldness that brought death, which made his hair stand on end and even made it difficult for him to breathe...

"But gentleness can't save anything, gentleness can't save anything, just like me, just like you, just like our future..."

A tear appeared in the corner of his eye, but before it fell, the black chain knife wrapped around his arm suddenly slashed across and shattered it into water mist.

When Lu Fengxian heard this, he looked at the other party with trembling teeth.

"Wait, does being unable to save anything mean that there wasn't enough money at that time? Did I choose too slowly?"

Who do you really want to save?

No matter in the past, present or future, there is only one——

Lu Mengchan!

Ten years later, my life is very rich, and my killing skills are impeccable...

This question came to my mind when I first saw my own grave. Yes, why couldn't I even save my sister?

Money, time, or something else! ?