He Has a Dragon

Watching himself being destroyed, waves of pain spread throughout his body, but he could not avoid it or resist it. This terrible feeling made Wang Le so angry that his face became ferocious, and his heart was filled with boundless despair. .

When his anger reached the extreme and his despair reached the point of losing sight of hope, Wang Le, who had wandered on the edge of life and death countless times and knew that there was great terror between life and death, suddenly woke up with a jolt deep in his heart!

"No! How can I be Zhu Jiuyin? Absolutely impossible!"

"I am a human! I am Wang Le!"

"This is all an illusion!"

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Wang Le, who regained some clarity in his mind, kept warning himself in his heart.

Even though there were waves of heartbreaking pain in his body, and he could clearly feel the weakness caused by blood loss, Wang Le kept telling himself that this was the hallucination caused by the invasion of external demons after breaking through the bottleneck of cultivation. Or maybe it's a dream.

Just when Wang Le kept hinting at himself, he suddenly felt a terrifying murderous intention coming from above his head!

Subconsciously, Wang Le, who couldn't control his body, couldn't help but look up.

What came into view was a giant palm that covered the starry sky, emitting boundless golden light, and shot it down from above the head slowly and really quickly.

Before Wang Le, who was horrified and his brain went blank again, could react, his vision went black and he could never wake up again...

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"ah!"

Wang Le screamed, then opened his eyes and found that he was sitting on the sidewalk next to the road, with the scorching sun above his head.

Shaking his head vigorously, Wang Le felt a lot more awake. Then he looked around and saw that there were crowds of people all around, chatting with each other.

"It's covered in blood, but there are tattoos on it. It's not a good thing at first glance!"

"I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect this guy to be alive."

"If you don't learn well at a young age, even if you don't die this time, you will die on the streets sooner or later!"

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Amidst the noisy discussion, Wang Le found that he was no longer Zhu Jiuyin's body, but half-naked and sitting on the sidewalk next to the road. At the same time, the weird monsters around him also turned into ordinary men, women, and children.

"Hey! This scene is so familiar. I feel like I've experienced it before."

Wang Le's eyes flashed with surprise and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

At this moment, an extremely familiar female voice sounded from outside the crowd: "Give way! Give way!"

Wang Le, who was sitting on the ground, was shocked. Before he could get up, he quickly looked up and saw a beautiful woman in police uniform appearing in front of him.

At this moment, Wang Le was completely shocked. Isn't this the sweetheart he has longed for?

Following Wang Le, he thought that this was the scene when the dragon tattoo changed, he passed out on the street, and met Mu Xiyan for the first time!

Wang Le frowned, although there was still a lot of confusion about this, but he thought with certainty in his heart: "It was Zhu Jiuyin before, and now my wife appears in this hallucination, it must be an invasion by external demons. "

As his mind wandered, Wang Le immediately realized that if such hallucinations appeared one after another, he would not be able to wake up forever.

Then Wang Le knew how serious the consequences would be with his knees, and it would definitely be the end of his death.

But knowing it in my heart is one thing. How to break this illusion and return to reality is the most urgent problem.

God knows how much time has passed in reality every time I experience such an hallucination. It may be just an instant, it may be a day or a month, or even a year.

Thinking of this,

Wang Le felt agitated in his heart, because this feeling of being trapped in an illusion and unable to return to reality was so terrifying that it made people feel suffocated or even breathless.

Just when Wang Le had something in mind and looked up at the beautiful face that was thinking about it day and night, a warning sign suddenly arose in his heart, and he hid to the side.

At the same time, Wang Le saw out of the corner of his eye a little boy of twelve or thirteen years old, who looked very familiar to him, rushing out of the crowd. He held a watermelon knife in his hand and cut it straight across his neck!

Just as Wang Le was avoiding it, when he saw the indifference and cold murderous intent in the little boy's black and white eyes, his whole body froze, and there was a "boom" in his mind!

At this moment, the nightmare that was imprisoned in the deepest part of his soul finally broke free from the chains that imprisoned it and ran out the moment Wang Le saw this little boy who felt familiar yet strange to him!

Because this little boy who made Wang Le feel familiar yet strange was the same boy who committed the murder with a watermelon knife back then!

He was only twelve years old that year and had no strength to tie a chicken. He finally picked up the watermelon knife he picked up from the garbage dump. On a stormy night, he took advantage of him and killed a little gangster who often bullied him alive. He was stabbed to death and stuffed into the sewer on the side of the road.

This was his first murder, and it could be said that he did it perfectly. Even if someone later found the gangster's body, it had been chewed to pieces by rats in the sewer.

At that time, the police conducted extensive investigations, but they would never have thought that the murderer was a twelve-year-old orphan in an orphanage.

Although in the end it became a headless case buried in the archives, when Wang Le dreamed back at midnight, he would always dream of that stormy night, which became an unshakable nightmare until he later joined the mysterious army. Climbing out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, he gradually suppressed it in the deepest part of his heart.

But the first time in life is always the most unforgettable. This is true for love and murder.

The past is not like smoke, especially after Wang Le saw himself when he was twelve years old, the past events of that year came flooding back like a tidal wave...

When the twelve-year-old self clutched the watermelon knife picked up from the garbage dump and cut it horizontally, only three inches away from the neck, Wang Le, who was originally stiff, suddenly moved.

In the midst of the electric light and flint, Wang Le, who was sitting on the ground, made a move like lightning, and instantly grabbed the blade of the sword, preventing him from making any further progress!

"It's him who deserves to die, I'm right."

Wang Le's clear black and white eyes stared intently at his twelve-year-old self, and said calmly with a calm face.

Before the words could be spoken, Wang Le's hand that grabbed the blade suddenly moved without warning and pushed forward suddenly.

Then he saw the blade of the watermelon knife scratching the neck and throat of his twelve-year-old self.

"I will kill anyone who wants to kill me." Wang Le looked at his twelve-year-old self with cold eyes and said matter-of-factly.

After a pause, Wang Le raised the corner of his mouth slightly, put on a smile that would make outsiders feel creepy when they saw it, and said quietly: "Even I have to kill myself."

ps: Sorry, when I finished writing and uploading it all night, I forgot to press the publish button in my hurry and threw it in the draft box.