Martial King’s Retired Life

Been here-it's fun, why bother the host, don't you?

Killing little love! Get out! So they beheaded them all.

Incidentally, my favorite method of killing is beheading. After all, compared to the long and boring process of torture, my favorite is the moment when human life ends, it is like the moment when fire is extinguishing. From life to death, from a living thing that can walk, say, run, and jump, to a dead thing that will always be silent forever, from a life that glows with light, to a dead body with frost, The transformation takes place, just like watching the greatest trick between heaven and earth, every time I can't see through it, no exception

I once heard that the Buddhist group in northern Xinjiang said that people die like a lamp. Only by adhering to his Buddhism concept, they can enter the six reincarnations, and the cycle of life and death is endless. Even if a person is dead, there is still a future life.

I can't understand why?

People die when they die. How can they reincarnate? So I asked one by one, but each monk's answer was the same, uninteresting and tight.

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I'm bored of asking, it's also killing-kind of boring.

The person I don't like to kill in this world is the person who is not afraid of death. Those monks are not afraid of death.

The dullness of killing these people is nothing less than life in their temple. Killing them did not see the fire at all, nor did they find the heart-warming sense of boiling. These people are rusty, just like the noisy century-old bronze bell hanging in the bell tower of the temple, but their voices are still loud and boring.

Fortunately, when I killed them with the knife, only one of Xiaosha's panic voices changed, and I rushed to say that there are no six reincarnations in the world. They are all made up by the Buddhists to deceive. Please do n’t Believe.

That's great, I finally asked-to be honest.

I shouted like this "and then sent him to the Buddha with joy.

When I saw Xiaosha's head separated, I saw the fire go out again. Only then I figured out that only those who kill greed and fear death will bring me throbbing.

My favorite is to listen to people's wishes before they die to decide who to kill next time.

-When the individual is dying, the biggest wish in his heart is often the most important thing in his heart.

Since the first person I killed, when he automatically said that he missed his mother, I seemed to have unconsciously developed a habit and wanted to hear what people said before he died.

I have heard all kinds of strange answers. Some people will always talk about his own affairs, some people will always say cursing, some people will always mention their loved ones, and some people will continue to lament the regrets that they failed to complete in the past. These last words are strange and strange, than I hear Any story you've ever heard should sound good.

And I will find the next person to kill based on the clues provided by the deceased. Because those who are remembered by others should have others in mind and those who miss the existence in their hearts, they are absolutely afraid of death.

how about it?

Now killing people is very interesting.

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Sometimes I wonder, after resigning from here, should I try to kill the federation. A killing couple like me should want me. I don't need any money, I just want to kill someone. I heard that Killing League is responsible for cultivating killer organizations. If I could assign a killer organization to me, I would just laugh and dream! Killing is so fun!

So I don't really like our host very much. Ah, of course not to say that he is not good.

Talking about my temper is actually quite right to me. Many times he hates people, and I hate them. So it's particularly crisp. We also have a lot in common. We all like weapons. This is one thing. Especially love to drink, this is just like me. So we usually get along very well.

But the one thing I disliked him the most was that one-that guy was too hard to kill.

Ah, of course, don't get me wrong, I don't really want to kill him.

After all, we are a cooperative relationship at work, and he is my boss, how can I do that kind of thing, huh, huh.

Just like last time, he slept so well that I could n’t wake him up, so I bought-a thousand pounds of gunpowder and brought it into his room. I woke up to wake him up.

But I found the fire, oh, it is said that gunpowder will kill people. I'm really a little confused, hey ~ (> 3 > This chapter is not finished, click next to continue reading