Chapter 267
Zuo Qingcang is now only about one meter tall, wearing a small suit and an exquisite black bow tie around his neck, looking like a young master from a big family.
With his pink and jade-like face and big eyes, he can be said to be very cute.
But this situation completely dissipated because of the chill in his eyes and murderous aura on his face.
He rubbed his temples and said, "It's really enough, has this memory been taken out?" The scene in front of him had been so long that he couldn't remember it himself.
But at this time, he finally understood.
The word "quiet" represents character, and the thick darkness represents inner closure.
101 is the room where the nightmare happened.
A man's distorted face represents a blur of memory and resentment towards this person.
And the woman lying on the ground...
‘It’s my mother.’
Zuo Qingcang looked at the man who slowly stood up, still holding a kitchen knife in his hand and making a series of strange smiles on his mouth. The murderous aura on his body became stronger and stronger, as if he had formed a substance.
And when he saw the man with a swollen and twisted head and a freakish look walked towards him step by step with a kitchen knife, he made a choice similar to that in the past.
He took a step forward, and his short body rushed into the man's arms like a mouse, then punched the man's crotch with a punch, and then punched one after another, as if he was hitting a wooden stake, leaving the man with no resistance.
Finally, a light flashed in Zuo Qingcang's hand, and the divine light sword had pierced the man's head directly. As his wrist swayed, his entire head was cut in half. An unpleasant stream of juice and pus and blood burst out directly, just like a burst of pulp.
"Don't come back again if you die." After saying this, Zuo Qingcang looked at the corpse on the ground coldly, then turned around and left the room, as if the familiar grass and trees in the room could not make him feel nostalgic.
At this time, Zuo Qingcang had completely turned into an adult in a suit and tie. As his feet kept making continuous slams, his whole body had gone further and further in the corridor until he completely disappeared into the darkness.
After walking in this thick darkness for a long time, Zuo Qingcang didn't know if it was ten minutes or ten years, but it made him feel that the darkness in front of him seemed to be getting heavier and heavier, and the range that night vision could see was getting weaker and weaker.
It was as if the darkness around him was wrapped around him little by little and swallowed him.
In this situation, bursts of crying suddenly came from the empty corridor.
The crying sound was obviously the crying sound of an elderly girl, sobbing intermittently. It was possible to hear that the crying sound was extremely desolate.
When Zuo Qingcang heard this voice, his eyes were slightly stunned, and he showed an expression that he had never seen before, as if he was nostalgic and as if he was suspicious.
However, this emotion comes and goes quickly. It almost flashes slightly in Zuo Qingcang's mind and disappears.
Just when Zuo Qingcang paused, the surrounding environment became dim and darker in the sight of the night vision. The darkness rolling like dark clouds was almost less than one meter away from Zuo Qingcang.
The sounds of girls crying from their ears are getting closer and closer.
Suddenly, a wet feeling appeared on Zuo Qingcang's heel, and something seemed to have grabbed his heel.
"Don't leave me..."
"One person is here..."
“It’s very miserable…”
Zuo Qingcang turned his head slowly and saw a girl in her teenager lying on the ground, her pale palm that was as thin as a chicken claw was grabbing Zuo Qingcang's heels. From Zuo Qingcang, she could only see the other person's back. She looked extremely thin and seemed to have not eaten for a very long time, but even so, the palm holding Zuo Qingcang's heels was very powerful.
On the ground where the girl was lying on her, there was a long blood stain that could not be seen behind her.
And the crying sound came from under the girl.
"It's really enough. Do you have to do this one by one?" Zuo Qingcang looked at the girl lying on the ground behind him, and a complex expression appeared in his eyes.
The next moment, the girl's face slowly raised, and it was a completely blurred face, like a nose and mouth worn away, leaving only two black eyes staring at Zuo Qingcang.
Zuo Qingcang looked at the girl with her face blurred with eyes and said coldly: "There is no point in the dead."
"Because after a person dies, there is nothing left."
The next moment, Zuo Qingcang's wrist moved slightly, and the Divine Light Sword instantly cut off the girl's head.
But even though his head fell off, the girl's crying continued to reach Zuo Qingcang's ears. Countless granulations grew out on the girl's body, and blood-colored tentacles stretched out, stabbing Zuo Qingcang like spears.
With a cold snorkeling, Zuo Qingcang's wrist turned, and the divine light sword had turned into a ball of light curtain, completely shattering the girl in front of him into countless flesh and blood.
Then he turned around and continued to walk towards the corridor in front of him.
‘Get memories and try to find the weakness in my heart.’ Zuo Qingcang judged in his heart: ‘If there are big flaws in my heart, maybe the monsters they transformed into will be very strong.’
However, now it seems that these ghosts are almost vulnerable to Zuo Qingcang's face, which also shows that these so-called spiritual flaws leave almost no trace on Zuo Qingcang's heart.
From this we can also see that Zuo Qingcang's childhood and youth were not doing well. But this is also normal. If it weren't for the dark past, how could it be that Zuo Qingcang is now?
Human beings cannot be cold, ruthless, and cruel when they are born. They cannot have a good life and roll around in the Shura field all day long.
It is precisely because of the bottomless darkness that Zuo Qingcang has polished his soul and will extremely thoroughly.
It was precisely when he was on Earth that he felt helpless and had countless helplessness that he now had an amazing pursuit of power.
As the girl's crying disappeared, the surrounding corridor seemed to light up a little, and Zuo Qingcang also ran quickly. As he ran quickly, the light from his sight was getting brighter and brighter, while the darkness gradually disappeared.
I don’t know how long I have been running and I can’t feel the exact loss of time, the surrounding corridors have unknowingly turned white, just as if the corridor walls themselves are emitting light.
The road in front of me finally came to an end without realizing it. What appeared in front of Zuo Qingcang was a white space with no edges and like white paper.
Just about ten meters away in front of Zuo Qingcang, a man was kneeling on the ground, his eyes dulled at the white ground in front of him.
On the ground, there is a white bracelet dyed with blood donation.
And the one who kneels in front of the bracelet is Ah Hu.
Zuo Qingcang walked behind Ah Hu, looked at the other party's unresponsive look, and frowned in his heart: "It seems that this guy has a big flaw in his mind. Before I came here, he was already devastated.'
Thinking of this, he patted Ah Hu on the shoulder and said, "Can you hear me speak?"
The other party did not respond, and Zuo Qingcang's brows also frowned even deeper.
‘Do you want me to rescue him? But what’s the use of this? What is the purpose of the person behind the scenes asking me to come to the virtual reality to run like this?’
Zuo Qingcang couldn't think of it, and finally looked at Ah Hu.
‘According to the data, there are three ways to exit from the virtual reality: either the device is broken, the device is logged out using commands, or the world is dead.’
‘Let me help you.’
A ray of light lit up in his palm, and the next moment, Ahu's head fell directly to the ground. Zuo Qingcang had no time to enlighten the other party and solve the other party's psychological problems, so he chose the simplest and most rude method.
Chapter completed!