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097. The kindness of one's own heart

Snowflakes, flying.

The death that should have been given, once again brings this cold world.

Crying, shouting.

With the survival that everyone has, I try my best to stay in this world for a minute...even for a second.

The immortal with power traveled through the crowd, surrounded by those white and flawless borneols. It was as if to prove how righteous and honest his actions were! Or... how hypocritical it was.

And the screaming crowd shed tears, held despair, and carried the resentment and sorrow of tragic death for both lives, swearing to pay the price...the price of blood.

Does Taozhaide know that what he is doing is correct?

Maybe he knew, maybe he didn't realize that this so-called correctness was at all.

So what if it is correct or not? For him at this moment, is the correct evaluation in the minds of the world still meaningful?

The palms flew, and the ice and snow fell slowly.

The people rushed up like a tide, but they flew away under these pairs of palms with snowflakes. After falling, there was no movement again.

But even so, they still rushed up shouting.

Elderly, children, men, women...

On this side, when Tao Zhaide's palm fell on the head of a twelve or thirteen-year-old child, the mother beside him rushed over and blocked the palm with her body. However, after killing the mother, Tao Zhaide immediately pulled her body away and quickly sucked the surprised child's forehead.

On that side, a couple in their forties attacked from both sides and faced the immortal. At the moment when their palms and their whole body were frozen instantly, the immortal had already crossed their bodies and rushed towards the four old men behind who were fifty or sixty years old and full of tears.

Family, love, friendship...

Family, couple, neighborhood...

Their tears are flowing.

Their cry and curse were roaring.

All this resentment and despair rushed to the immortal who brought all this to them!

That immortal... was already slaughtering these people without mercy.

bump------!!!

With a palm, Tao Zhaide's palm hit the head of a 14- or 15-year-old girl. The girl had not even had time to close her eyes and fell backwards. After hearing the screams and despair of a couple next to him, he immediately pinched his palms, and two ice lotus quickly burst into their hearts, sending them into eternal sleep.

"Huh…………Woo!”

Every punch, every palm, and every time the volatility of his mind requires him to use all his strength.

He covered the wound on his stomach and raised his hand. Some blood was oozing out from the wound that was supposed to be frozen.

He gritted his teeth and rushed to the Qingning City residents who held their hoes and waved them towards him again, and raised their palms again...

Ice flowers replaced the miserable green in the sky on this night. They became the first star that can be seen in the night sky for six years in this sky, shining brightly...

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"Dad! Dad!"

On the platform, I felt debt and saw that my father didn't use the easiest way to destroy the ghosts and cry, but insisted on killing these residents with his own hands, so I was naturally anxious.

She shouted, and immediately rushed towards Xingli, directly destroying the ghosts in her palm.

"Little Palace Master."

However, Xingli directly reached out and grabbed her.

"Grandma Zeng Xingli? Why? Why should I stop the debt?! Dad... Dad is in danger! Those corpse ghosts cannot be killed by ordinary power! Every attack must be used with all their strength, so that the mind power will be used up soon! If you don't destroy Wan Gui Cry as soon as possible... If you don't destroy as soon as possible!"

Xingli pulled the debt, and a touch of tenderness flashed in her golden pupils.

She slowly shook her head, looked at the ghosts in her palm crying, and said, "Although I don't understand what's going on inside, the palace master may be owed the villagers a "death". Now, he is returning this "death" to them in his own way."

He was a little anxious to owe debts and hurriedly said, "If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to just destroy the ghosts and cry?! Continue like this... Continue like this... Ah! Dad!"

Among the crowd in the distance, Tao Zhaide staggered and fell directly into the crowd. Immediately afterwards, the corpse ghosts immediately rushed up and drowned him in an instant!

But the next moment, the corpse ghosts that drowned him were immediately exploded by a force and turned into corpses and scattered in the rain! But looking at Tao Zhaide inside, the wound on his stomach began to bleed again, and his breathing... also seemed a little rapid.

Even so, Xingli still pulled the debt and said slowly: "This is your father's choice. He is indeed a fool, so I'm afraid I will never know how to deal with things in the simplest and most labor-saving way."

"But it is precisely because he is a fool that he is very serious when doing everything. Moreover, he is more sympathetic to others and more concerned about the sorrow and pain of others than he wants to imagine."

"This man bears the hatred of these people and their anger. Even if the object they hate is completely wrong, he doesn't care and is willing to give these people an object of hatred and let them die when they hate themselves."

"I can't say... how clever this kind of thing is. I can only say that your father is so kind."

boom--------!!!

A huge burst sound came from the crowd! More than a dozen corpse ghosts were connected to each other, directly facing Tao Zhaide. The moment the palms touched each other, a huge snowflake burst out in the center of the palms of both sides. With Tao Zhaide's shout again, the snowflakes quickly exploded, turning into pieces of ice and spreading to the dozen corpse ghosts connected to each other, completely frozen them in place.

Looking at such a man with a silly face, such a stupid man who is rare in the world, and can't even make him feel relaxed a little bit, Xingli could only sigh silently and said, "So, this is a battle that belongs to him alone. Only he can give these people a real death...with his hands."

A circle was separated in the crowd. At this moment, almost a thousand corpse ghosts were lying on the ground, their bodies were stiff and they entered eternal sleep with a hard cold.

But the death of more than a thousand corpses did not completely damage the formation of these tens of thousands of people.

Everyone surrounded this immortal and looked at him with hatred.

Tao Zhaide did not let himself breathe enough. After taking a few breaths, he rushed towards these people again. He vowed to kill them all before the time given to them by the ghost crying ended!

Xingli silently stroked Xiao Qiuqian's head, pointed to Taozhaide who was fighting there, and said quietly: "Do I owed, your father may not be a big hero, and he doesn't know that he always does the most right thing. He is not a good person or a bad person, because he doesn't know how to be a real good person or a real bad person. He is just a kind person. This kindness is evil for this unnamed mainland, so he will only continue to be kind."

"I just hope that you can watch your father and always remember that no matter what, you must be a 'kind' person. Sometimes it is a good thing for the mainland without a surname, but as long as your 'kind' cannot do it, you don't have to do it. But if something is a bad thing for the world, but as long as it is allowed by your 'kind', you can do it."
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