Genius Beast Master

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The silence of the night was bleak and gloomy, and the moon in the hazy sky seemed to reflect a desolate loneliness.

The candlelight was as big as a bean, swaying and igniting a strange splendor.

"Is the news reliable?"

Wearing blood-red clothes and a handsome face, in the dim room, the voice was like Shura from hell, hoarse and low, making people tremble and panic when they hear it.

"Yes, the news is absolutely reliable, the master can rest assured." The jet-black crow, with its feathers shining with a strange green light, flapped its wings and landed on the shoulder of the man in blood-red clothes, mouthing human words with a high-pitched voice.

"Very good." The voice contained a smile, but it was a sinister laugh.

The moon emerged from the clouds and mist, and the bright moonlight shot into the dim room from the window, illuminating his handsome side face. It was clear that he was the Blood King.

The blood king at this moment was completely different from the embarrassed look he had when he went to Ruofu during the day and was beaten by Ruoxue.

His eyes were gloomy and dim, with a hint of bloodthirsty light, and his blood-red clothes exaggerated his bloodthirsty temperament. In this dim room, he looked like a devil who had been in darkness for many years.

"Master, that woman is playing tricks on you, how are we going to deal with her?" Crow spoke again, with a vicious laugh in his voice.

"Zangwu, how do you think we should deal with her?" The corner of the Blood King's mouth raised a cruel smile.

The crow let out a sharp laugh from its sharp throat, narrowed its dark eyes, and said with a sinister smile: "There were still a lot of drugs given to her last time. Master, do you want to give her another one? This time.

, let’s find her the ugliest person in the world, or go to the mortal world to find a beggar or leper, and let her taste the consequences of offending her master!”

"She is not ugly now." The Blood King narrowed his eyes and smiled kindly: "Now that she is not ugly, there is no need to play these tricks anymore, and I am reluctant to do so."

"Huh?" Crow blinked, looking a little shocked: "Master, you don't really like her, do you? She teases you like that, shouldn't she be cut into pieces?"

The Blood King stretched out his hand to gently hold the crow's feathers, and said with a very strange smile: "The more you don't get it, the more I want it. When you get it, it won't be too late to abandon it or destroy it."

The crow enjoyed the master's smoothing of his hair. He narrowed his eyes in comfort and said in a sharp voice with a sinister smile: "The master is so clever!"

"Haha." The Blood King twitched the corner of his mouth and sneered.

A wisp of white moonlight blurred his eyes. The Blood King raised his head and slowly cast his gaze towards the bright white full moon high in the sky. His eyes flashed with disgust. For white and bright things, he always felt disgust from the bottom of his heart and could not control it.

He wanted to destroy those things. A strange and bloodthirsty red light burst out from his eyes, shining straight into the sky. The bright moon dimmed instantly, and the surrounding dark clouds swept in, making the night sky become strange and gloomy.

Ruofu.

Ruoxue was lying on the bed calmly, but suddenly she frowned tightly...

In her dream, memories of her childhood emerged. She was huddled up in a ball when she was hungry and cold, and the conversations in her ears made her tremble and frightened.

If you don't snatch food, you want to die and be liberated.

But I never thought that after death, I would have to be dissected. It’s so scary, so scary...

Suddenly, someone screamed. She looked back and saw a child next to her. His whole body was twitching and he was twisting weakly on the ground. His face was in pain and his breath was gradually weakening.

"Dead?" A child walked up and took a look. He was not afraid, but more indifferent.

Hearing the noise in the house, two guards outside the door rushed in.

Having only heard their voices just now, Ruoxue could not help but tremble when she saw the real person.

The two of them were tall and muscular, with dark skin and a terrifying centipede-like scar on their face that was nearly ten centimeters long.

The other man was very thin and tall, with a pair of eyes with thick lenses, a smile on his lips, and a crazy look in his eyes, looking at the dead child.

That look was filled with excitement, bloodlust, cruelty, and terror.

The tall and thin man reached out and touched the child's heart and sneered: "I knew this child was sick a long time ago. It's a miracle that he is still alive today."

The tall man dragged the body outward along the ground. While dragging it, he said to the other man: "You kid, you have some fun, but I didn't expect that this kid would go faster than that one!"

"

Ruoxue knew that this man was someone who liked to dissect people, and she could already imagine what horrific things this dead child would face. She also knew that the person they were talking about was referring to herself.

Ruoxue pursed her lips tightly, trying to be brave and not to be afraid, but at this moment, the man who liked dissection suddenly looked at her, his eyes were expectant, very perverted, looking forward to her death.

, that kind of cruelty is displayed nakedly.

Watching the body being dragged away, she noticed that the child's little half of his head was black and had fallen on the ground. Others did not pay attention to what was left after the body was dragged away. She quietly moved little by little.

When I got there, I carefully hid the small half of my blackened head.

For a six-year-old child, she doesn't know where people will go after death. Perhaps for an adult, it can be explained clearly what happens after death.

She didn't dare to take risks. If she died and was still in her body, still conscious and aware of pain, how would she endure the pain of dissection?

I want to die and starve myself to death because I want to be free. But if I die and have to be dissected, then it is better to live!

Her belief in living suddenly became strong, and her eyes were fixed on the empty porridge bucket.

She will not let herself be hungry again, she will live. If death is more painful than living, then she must live!

She lowered her head quietly and took a bite of the black hair hidden in her sleeve. It was hard, dry, and sour, but to her, it was delicious and the strength to survive.

From then on, she started to snatch. She learned that if you want something, you must snatch it.

There were fewer and fewer children in the house, and finally there were only ten children left.

Suddenly one day, what was served was not porridge or black hair, but sumptuous dishes. She had even forgotten what chicken, beef, and mutton tasted like.

Ten people looked closely at the dishes on the table and looked at the man who brought them in disbelief.

The man was well-dressed and probably less than thirty years old. But when he started speaking, his voice sounded like God or a devil: "Only one person can eat it."

Ruoxue was frightened in her heart. She would never forget this voice. The God who allowed her to survive that day and prevented those people from beating her to death was also the devil who brought her here.

I thought it was similar to the previous robbery, whoever grabbed it would get it, but who knew, the voice said faintly: "The last person alive can eat."

Before Ruoxue could react and returned, a child was already rushing toward her, trying to kill her.

It's ridiculous that someone would kill someone just for a table of food. She had already seen a child not far away, killing his companions. She tried hard to avoid others' attacks, but no one let her go.

The three children actually joined forces at this moment to kill her.

This is obviously an act of joining forces first and then trying to fight each other, but this is also the most direct way.

Ruoxue's body was very small, and she was quickly held by two children each by one arm, and was suppressed so that she could not move.

She thought she was certain to die, but she heard a child on the right say to her softly: "Let's join forces and kill them both."

Ruoxue was stunned, why did she say this? She was bound to die now, why would she join forces with a weakling like herself?

But after thinking about it, she understood that it was because she was weak that the other party would join forces with her, because the other party knew that if she died, she would be alone and helpless, and the other two would join forces to kill her first, because she

He is the strongest among the three.

Ruoxue nodded carefully.

The child on the right secretly put pieces of a broken bowl into her hand and said in a very soft voice: "When that person comes over, I will let go of your hand. If you stab the person who is holding you down hard in the neck, I will

Take care of the one who comes over."

Ruoxue nodded slightly and looked at the child walking towards her with a wooden stick.

When the person approached, the child on the right suddenly let go of her, and she reacted very quickly. Before the child on the left could react, she held the porcelain shard tightly and stabbed the child hard in the neck.

In an instant, the aorta bleeds, and the child's eyes widen in horror. Apparently before he could realize what had happened, he had difficulty breathing and fell to the ground.

The child who joined forces with Ruoxue was fighting with another child holding a wooden stick.

Ruoxue looked at the child on the ground, a little stunned. Seeing the blood flowing out and spreading to her feet, her body trembled involuntarily.

This is her first time killing someone.

She was scared, she was really scared.

But if he doesn't kill her, he will die.

"What are you still doing? Help me!" The child who was joined by Ha Ruoxue shouted loudly.

Ruoxue suddenly came back to her senses and looked at the two children fighting, a little shocked. They both knew kung fu. Obviously the child who joined forces with her had better martial arts, but the other child had a stick in his hand, so the two

Talents will be equal.

She wanted to rush over to help the child who had joined forces with her, but her steps suddenly stopped.

That child can betray the two children she originally teamed up with, so if she goes up now, it is very likely that she will become her shield. If the wooden stick is hit on her body, she will be able to find time to kill the other child, but that child is dead.

What happens next? What will happen to me?

die!

It's death!

What will happen after death?

She cast her gaze to the corner, with an excited smile on her face, looking at the dead body on the ground here, the man who liked to dissect!

No! I don’t want to die! If I were going to die, why would I have to fight for food with those children for so long?

On that day, from the moment she swallowed the black steamed bun that fell from the dead man's hand, she wanted to live, and her whole purpose was to live!

"Hey! Come and help me!" the child shouted again.

Ruoxue turned to look at her, but suddenly trembled and shouted: "I killed someone, I just killed someone, it's so scary, dead people are so scary..." She squatted down, her whole body trembling, but in her lowered eyes,

But it is clear and cold.

"Bah! It's useless!" the child spat, with coldness and ridicule in his eyes. He glared at the child holding the stick and cursed: "You think you have a stick, I'm afraid of you! The worst is, you'll get hit.

, I can also kill you!" I wanted that coward to be my backer, but I didn't expect her to be so cowardly, forget it, just get a stick!

Ruoxue looked at the two people fighting and sneered in her heart. She guessed right. She wanted to carry the stick by herself.

Since you are so unkind, why bother talking about morality? Our cooperation no longer exists!

At this moment, Ruoxue may not have noticed that her eyes were gradually becoming ruthless and indifferent, and she was no longer the same person she used to be.

She secretly approached the child she had killed and reached out to touch her neck. A third of the fragment was exposed. She slowly pulled it out with force and held it tightly in her hand, hiding her hand in her clothes.

In his sleeves, he slowly moved his body away from the corpse, continuing to pretend to be scared and trembling, while keeping a vigilant eye on the two children who were wrestling with each other.

The child did leave very quickly. He blocked the two blows with the wooden stick with his hand, then grabbed the other child's neck and pinched him hard until the other child was no longer breathing.

At this time, the child had already lost his strength and was sitting on the ground tiredly. His arm was in pain and it was obviously a fracture.

She looked at the trembling Ruoxue with disdain, not caring about Ruoxue at all. As if she had already won, she looked at the table of food and raised a smile that was sure to win.

Ruoxue looked at her in fear and said tremblingly: "Did you kill that man? Did we win?"

"Ha!" The other party sneered, looked at Ruoxue playfully, raised his fingers and said, "Come here and help me."

Ruoxue looked carefully at the child lying on the ground holding a stick, and said fearfully: "Is he really dead? Is it a fake death?"

"It's impossible for any of my men to fake their own deaths!" The child smiled arrogantly and said in a displeased voice: "Why don't you come over and help me up? We are allies!"

"Yeah, okay!" Ruoxue nodded like a fool, but her steps were very small. She was still a little scared and said, "Is Jue really dead? Is there someone who is not dead?"

"How is that possible? Don't be afraid. Come and help me quickly. I have no strength left after the beating." The child sneered, reached for the wooden stick and played with it, but he was thinking in his heart, when the coward gets close,

Crack her skull in one go!

Ruoxue walked away tremblingly, but a flash of sadness flashed in her eyes, one hand, even if one hand is disabled, she still has to survive!

The two of them had their own plans in mind, and the people watching the show all smiled.

The tall man came close to the well-dressed man and whispered: "Boss, it seems that this coward is going to die. The child was obviously planning to kill her with the stick, and he walked over like a fool."

"Oh? Really?" The well-dressed man smiled gently and looked at Ruoxue with a playful look. He clearly saw that the child dug something out of the dead man's neck. Was he really afraid?

Not necessarily!

"I also thought she was dead, yet she still walked over." Another man in black sneered and looked at Ruoxue with contempt.

"Not necessarily." The man in blue raised an interesting smile and said, "Maybe the result will be unexpected."

"There can't be any accidents. That kid is good at martial arts and has a bright future. He's also smart and knows how to take advantage of that coward!" The middle-aged man on the side smiled, obviously admiring the kid.

The tall and thin man on the side, a man who likes dissection, smiled strangely and said: "If you are good at martial arts, your neck bones must be good. Dissection must be very exciting!"

"Are you stupid? That child will be a member of our organization from now on, and you can't touch it." The tall man looked at the tall and thin man dumbfounded, and said with a smile: "You can dissect that coward and see the courage in her body.

Isn’t it very small?”

The tall and thin man smiled strangely, but didn't refute anything.

Ruoxue had already walked to the child and said in a very soft voice, "I'll help you. Is your hand okay?" As soon as she finished speaking, the child suddenly raised the wooden stick and aimed it hard at Ruoxue's head.

When the blow came, Ruoxue seemed to have been prepared for it, her body suddenly stopped shaking, she looked at the child with cold eyes, stretched out her hand to hold the stick firmly, and stabbed the child's neck fiercely with her other hand.

The child was startled by Ruoxue's move and wanted to block Ruoxue's attack, but it was already too late. One of her hands had been disabled in the scuffle with another child, and now the other hand was holding a wooden

The stick attacks Ruoxue, and there are no extra hands to block Ruoxue's attack.

The sound of flesh and blood being cut resounded in the blood-spreading room. The main artery in the child's neck broke instantly, and blood poured out like a waterfall. The child was already exhausted from the previous struggle, and now this fatal blow

To her surprise, the previous disdain and arrogance became a fatal blow. Now she regretted it, but she had no chance. Her breath gradually disappeared in the eyes of regret and anger, and her eyes changed from regret and anger to empty and dead.

"How is that possible!" The tall man's eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth opened wide, and his jaw almost dislocated.

"Haha, let me tell you, those who are good at martial arts must have good neck bones, and it must be very exciting to dissect!" The tall and thin man was gearing up and laughing very excitedly.

Ruoxue looked at her palm in pain. She had just risked taking the stick, but now her palm was broken and bleeding, and the bones in her hand were also a little deformed.

"Very good, you can go and eat." The voice sounded like God and yet also like a devil.

Ruoxue looked at the man, who had a gentle smile on his face, but she felt her heart tremble.

Since that day, there have been various inhuman trainings, and she almost died every time. However, after passing the limit again and again, she seems to be reborn again and again, becoming stronger, and killing has become a numb job.

"My brows are furrowed so fast, are you having a nightmare?" A voice broke through the dreamland where all the memories emerged. Ruoxue suddenly opened her eyes, and what she saw was an evil face. He raised a gentle smile, as bright as a smile.

Like the bright sunlight, she was slightly dazed, but it only took a moment before she came back to her senses and said angrily: "Why is it you again!"