But what the girl didn't know was that Xin Junmao's heart was already dead, and he didn't care what she said. One night, he finally couldn't bear all the pain and ended his life with his own hands...

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As the last two strumming sounds sounded, Xin Junmao came back from his shock, and before he knew it, his face was filled with tears and his clothes were wet with tears.

He seemed to finally understand the reason why Miss Zhao was so persistent with him, and he finally understood the reason why the comb came to him.

"It would be better if you don't remember it, isn't it? Amitabha." Bhikshuni finally spoke, with a compassionate smile, looking at Xin Junmao with narrowed eyes and said, "Unfortunately, you, me, Him... all things cannot escape this

The fate of reincarnation.”

"I...I'm sorry for you..." Xin Junmao said painfully.

The bhikshuni smiled slightly: "Everything is lawful and everything has its destiny. You have not failed me or Him in this life."

"Reincarnation? Destiny? Haha, I am not a human being like you. How could I experience this? I have never died and I will never die in the future." After hearing what the bhikshuni said, Miss Zhao sneered a few times and said.

The bhikshuni looked at the other person with some compassion, but said in a calm voice: "If you are not in reincarnation, how can you meet him again?"

Miss Zhao's face sank, and her figure slowly changed.

Just when Miss Zhao was about to transform back into her original form, Miss Zhao suddenly found herself falling into the black void. After falling for dozens of seconds, she finally stabilized her body and landed on the ground.

During the long fall, Miss Zhao had completed her transformation and completely transformed into a huge white mountain of flesh made of countless intertwined limbs of men and women. Under the mountain of flesh, there was a huge broken wound.

Ocean-like blood flowed crazily, pustules and bubbles of tumor-like shapes were squeezed out from the mountain of flesh.

The posture shown by Miss Zhao at this moment is the real daughter of gluttony, an ugly and abominable thing that cannot be accurately described in words.

"This Miss Zhao, I'm sorry to have to ask you to leave the scene." Haimorfen walked out of the darkness. He held the violin in one hand and moved his five fingers with the other hand, controlling the five sharp knives corresponding to the fingers.

At this moment, Miss Zhao, who had returned to her physical form, seemed to have lost her human vocal skills. She looked at Haimorfen with a gloomy face and growled something at him.

However, Haimorfen seemed to understand what the other party said. He suddenly put on a look of loyalty and faith, clasped his hands together, and said softly: "I'm not deliberately looking for trouble, but I just don't want your presence to ruin the show.

This will damage my image in Boss Lin's mind."

Immediately, there was a fierce look in his eyes, he held the violin in one hand, and put the sharp knife on the strings of the violin with the other hand. Haimorfen said: "If you don't cooperate, I don't mind letting you listen to what I told the alien that day.

Music that God hears.”

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