Evil is always accompanied by blood, but blood cannot wash away evil.
Moreover, this is just one person's blood.
The evil deeds continued; the sword went in and was pulled out, blood flowed out and splattered on the ground.
This terrifying event lasted for an unknown period of time before it finally stopped.
Wu Er lay sprawled on the ground, looking lifeless.
His face was very pale, without a trace of blood.
But his body was no longer clean as before; his clothes were covered in blood.
The surrounding land was the same; the red blood seeped into the soil, turning it black, and this black soil spread out for dozens of feet.
How much blood was lost?
Nobody knows, and nobody cares.
Now, all these people care about is getting better and saving their lives.
As for the feelings of others, their life or death...
The first few people may feel guilty, but the later ones think it's only natural.
After all, everyone does it this way, doesn't they?
"Alright, you can all scatter now. After all, you've been rescued, haven't you? It's all over now."
Fang Tianzhi watched the madness with a smile and then spoke up to end it.
The people around him clearly didn't understand what he meant, and they stood there dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
This greatly displeased Fang Tianzhi, who immediately kicked a stone, which smashed the head of an unfortunate man.
"Don't you understand what I mean? I'm telling you to get out of here!"
With such blunt words and such decisive killing, Fang Tianzhi's words immediately took effect.
These people who were just now wantonly releasing evil thoughts are now like dogs, completely lacking the arrogance they had when they attacked Wu Er.
These mortals fled from here in a panic, like stray dogs.
Moreover, they all run very fast and very far.
The principle of bullying the weak and fearing the strong is perfectly exemplified at this moment.
Seeing that all the people in the way had left, Fang Tianzhi came to Wu Er's side.
Although Wu Er was in a terrible state, covered in blood and wounds, his injuries were not particularly severe, so he remained conscious.
Since mortals have no cultivation, they can hardly cause any harm to Wu Er. If it weren't for Fang Tianzhi's sword, they wouldn't even be able to get a wound.
Although the injury wasn't serious, the feeling was quite unpleasant.
This is a death sentence, a truly severe death sentence!
"Are you still conscious? Do you know who you are? Do you know who I am? Do you know if you're in pain?"
Fang Tianzhi asked a few questions in a joking manner, probably to test whether Wu Er was still sober.
For the Heavenly Stem Fang, if it can remain conscious after being subjected to a thousand cuts... that would be quite interesting.
In fact, Wu Er also wished he could fall into a coma, but the fact is that he is still conscious.
Ha, damn being sober.
He had never hated being sober so much.
Although Wu Er lay on the ground without moving, the shrewd Fang Tianzhi knew that he was conscious.
"So? This is evil."
The annoying voice reached Wu Er's ears, causing his wounds to ache slightly.
This is evil.
Do you hate them? Do you want to kill these foolish mortals?
Two more questions came in.
These two sentences seemed to be questioning Wu Er's conscience, especially the deliberately elongated word "kill," which made him feel extremely ruthless.
Do you want to kill these people?
Of course I wanted to! I really wanted to! I wanted to kill them right away!
Although Wu Er knew that the source of all this suffering was Fang Tianzhi, and that those mortals were merely pitifully exploited.
Even though he was used, he still suffered countless wounds.
Can the wounds on one's body be erased simply by saying that one is just a pitiful person being used?
The clouds in the sky lowered further, and the wind picked up.
The whistling wind blew in his ears. Although the cold wind blowing on one's face can keep one awake, Wu Er was now consumed by anger.
"I'll give you a chance. I'll untie you. You can kill, kill as you please, vent your anger. I bet you're in a lot of pain, right? Letting it all out might... make you feel better..."
Wu Er's willpower was quite strong, but under these words, that willpower slowly crumbled.
"This is what true evil is."
With those words, Fang Tianzhi released Wu Er from his restraints.
"Phew~"
The moment the restraints were released, a puff of hot steam escaped from Wu Er's mouth and nose.
The heat dissipated into the air and condensed into fog, but this fog was not white; it was red.
The heart is beating, the muscles are throbbing, and even evil thoughts are throbbing.
Wu Er completely lost his mind, as if he had transformed into a demon.
He looked around, his gaze passing over the blood-soaked ground, and into the distance at the people who had hidden themselves.
Those who traded his blood for their lives.
It's absurd, really; a kind person has now turned into a villain.
Wu Er shot out like an arrow and appeared next to someone.
Who is this person?
Wu Er didn't need to know his name, much less who he was.
All you need to know is that this is the person who was the first to stab you.
The first person to try is brave, but the first person to try is also the first to die.
"Spare me! I only used your blood to save my life! I...I...I don't deserve to die!"
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