As he fell in the air, Tang Ming thought with great anticipation: Fall to death! Fall to death! He must fall to pieces, die completely, and be freed completely!

More than ten minutes later, the ten thousand-year-old zombie Tang Ming finally hit the hard rock with a bang. Tang Ming felt a sharp pain all over his body, and the pain spread to the soul in his mind in an instant; the soul fainted from the pain.

When Tang Ming woke up, he felt that he was not dead. He immediately despaired, "Oh my God, I can't die like this. How on earth do you want me to die?"

After Tang Ming scolded him fiercely, he suddenly felt a sense of pride, "I don't believe it. I really can't kill myself. You can't die by drowning, right? You can't die by being thrown, right? I'm looking for fire, mother. As the saying goes, the corpse will be burned in flames."

A mere zombie's body shouldn't be able to withstand the raging flames, right? Haha, God, I'm just playing with you. You won't let me die? I want to die! I have to die quietly! I'm going to piss you off."

But where does the source of fire come from in this underground place? Apart from cold stones, it’s underground water! Damn it, it’s so difficult to find death! After several hours, Tang Ming couldn’t find even a spark of fire, and he couldn’t help but fall into despair again.

!

Suddenly, I had a flash of inspiration, and I stoned myself to death. So I found a dozen very hard pebbles weighing tens of kilograms and smashed my head hard. I didn't expect that my zombie skull was very strong now; after the stones hit each other, the stones

They were broken like eggs, and apart from losing a bit of scalp, there was nothing wrong with the head!

Then hit yourself to death! So, he used all his strength to hit the hard granite. Unexpectedly, Tang Ming knocked out a huge cave in the solid mountain.

Tang Ming got up and touched his head, which was not injured at all. He was extremely depressed: Others didn't want to die, but they died so easily. But I am good! I tried every means but couldn't die! How disgusting!

What made Tang Ming even more desperate was that the zombie body that originally still had some skin and flesh, damn, after some 'tempering' by himself, was now completely covered with broken skin and rotten flesh. It was like a fucking national flag floating around. Tang Ming

Ming is so angry!

Hahaha, okay! Since I can’t kill you, Tang Ming! I’ll turn you into a skeleton without skin and flesh. Tang Ming’s laughter actually contained a deep bitterness that made people’s hair crawl!

In fact, Tang Ming's laughter now is the eerie laughter of "Jie Jie". Tang Ming himself hasn't noticed it yet, or he can't hear it at all!

After Tang Ming finished laughing, he freed up his hands and scratched and messed with his zombie body. He tore off all the rotten and smelly corpse meat that had lasted for thousands of years. He threw it to the ground hard and stepped on it hard without feeling relieved. It was like trampling on himself.

The enemy. The pain of tearing his flesh and blood was covered up by the raging anger, and Tang Ming didn't feel any pain at all.

Ten minutes passed, and the stinky meat on the ground was trampled to pulp. Only then did Tang Ming's angry heart gradually calm down.

"Oh! I'm completely speechless! I can't fucking die even if I want to. It's so uncomfortable, I'm going crazy! But I'm so sane, I can't even fucking go crazy."

After a moment of calm, it suddenly occurred to me that I had just torn off the rotten skin and rotten flesh from the whole body; the internal organs were still not dried out! So if the internal organs were completely removed, I would be damned, right?

Thinking of this, he stretched out a single claw, inserted it into the vital heart of the human body, and tore it into pieces without mercy.

"Ah! Ah, ah------"

Tang Ming's actions made his soul tremble in pain! But the pain was so painful that Tang Ming did not fall down. This time, God actually deprived Tang Ming of the right to faint and die! Tang Ming rolled on the spot in pain and turned into withered bones.

His limbs were kicked wildly, and the surrounding rocks were shattered.

After writhing in pain for more than half an hour, Tang Ming clenched his teeth and sat up on the spot. He took out both lungs again. Likewise, waves of unbearable pain attacked Tang Ming's soul. Tang Ming was still not dead.

He also clearly experiences all kinds of pain.

A few hours later, Tang Ming, with great determination to commit suicide, removed the internal organs of the zombie body again and again. He experienced the pain again and again that even gods could not endure, and survived so tenaciously. At this time, Tang Ming was just a standard corpse.

His skeleton was broken. Looking at his dazzling white skeleton, Tang Ming couldn't help but smile bitterly!

Tang Ming had kicked a pit dozens of meters deep into the granite floor while enduring the pain. Tang Ming didn't even want to think about why he was so brave, even hard rocks could be easily crushed; all he could think about was how to kill him

Damn life!

A trace of green smoke inadvertently emerged from the deep pit. Tang Ming was in the deep pit at this time.

Tang Ming's soul at this time has become very sensitive after this inhuman torture. Suddenly he found that there was heat coming out of the pit, and he couldn't help but rejoiced, "Haha, there's a fire underground. I'm saved!"

Is there fire? Is there rescue? What a ridiculous idea!

But for Tang Ming, it is not absurd at all! With fire, he can burn himself completely. Even if his soul cannot be burned, he can still burn this disgusting and disgusting withered skeleton into ashes. His soul will be free.

If you are dead, you can look for other ways to die and kill yourself completely; or you can wait for the guidance of angels.

It's tens of thousands of times better than being locked up with this skeleton and not being able to die even if you want to!

Thinking of this, Tang Ming no longer hesitated, and used all his strength to continue to expand and deepen the pit. More than ten hours passed, and Huangtian paid off. Tang Ming finally dug into the mouth of the underground volcano, although it was only a

The crater is the size of a fist; but the scorching heat inside is already rolling in.

Tang Ming was overjoyed and hurriedly expanded the victory. In less than ten minutes, he had enlarged the fist-sized crater just enough for him to drill in.

"Haha, God, you won't let me die! You have nothing to do now! I'll jump!"

Tang Ming's Jie Jie finished laughing and jumped down from the crater. After entering, he discovered that he seemed to be far away from the rolling magma, and the steam in the space was extremely buoyant. The skeleton he hated was actually hanging in the air, and he could only

Slowly sinking downwards. I can't help but wonder again: It's so difficult for me to die!

Surrounded by hot magma steam, ordinary steel plates would instantly burn red here; but his skeleton didn't seem to feel the slightest discomfort. Tang Ming thought to himself, "I can't die in the magma, right?"

This is too damn nonsense. But it’s still early, let’s wait until we get inside the magma to see what happens.”

Alas! It’s not that fate is rough and tortured; who the hell doesn’t want to live, but wants to die? I’m like this now, and I can’t die even if I want to, so how about going back alive? How about taking back everything that belongs to me? But how to go back?

Just go out with this skeleton? Forget it, Tang Ming is so scary, do your best!

Bah! It’s because I’ve done so many good things that I ended up like this. Even if I survive, I will never be a good person again; I will definitely be a bad guy!

At this time, Tang Ming had committed suicide several times without success; he still didn't know whether the terrifying volcanic lava could kill him and fulfill his wish. The thought of not expecting to die again flashed across his mind.

; The soul cannot help but tremble. It is a fear of 'life'.

Others are afraid of death, but Tang Ming is afraid of life. Why is this?

Tang Ming, who was slowly sinking, was recalling the painful experiences of the thirty-six spring and autumn years.

When I was three years old, my parents divorced. I, who was learning to talk, lost the love of my parents in this world! So I could only depend on my frail widowed grandma in her sixties!

When I was in the second grade of Shancun Elementary School and I was eight years old, my grandma went up the mountain to hunt pigweed and never came back. A kind neighbor just helped to find a blood-stained shoe that had been torn by a wild beast! From then on, I became a foodie.

Those who eat are called by the kind-hearted mountain people from the east family to eat for a few days; then they are called by the west family to eat for a few days.

There was no support from adults! I was abandoned by my friends and became a 'bastard' who was looked down upon by everyone! I was beaten every day with a bruised nose, swollen face, and a bloody head! I was a kind-hearted man who never fought back and never beat a single classmate.

Even so, the kind-hearted mountain people still mistakenly thought that I was a tough guy who caused trouble everywhere and was a disaster star! They also gradually alienated me. As a result, I lived a hungry and well-fed life for more than ten years. I deeply felt that

I deeply remember that once I was so hungry that I fought with a wild dog for half of a steamed bun that someone else had thrown away. The wild dog bit me in the throat. No one cared about me for several days, and I almost died.

Even so, I still kept my grandma's words in mind and knew how to be a good person and repay kindness. I didn't complain about any villagers in the mountain village.

Fortunately, I worked hard and won the first place in science in the county in my college entrance examination with excellent results. All tuition and miscellaneous fees were waived. Otherwise, I would not even know that a kind person would help me pay for college.

In college, I see my peers all well-dressed, well-fed, and well-used. I don’t care about that! I work-study and make money everywhere. But most of my classmates sneer at my approach and do their best to fight against me!

I'm angry, don't you just have a better life? Is it worth having good parents to take care of you? Is it worth showing off? Is it worth attacking the miserable me!

I studied architectural design, in order to better cultivate aesthetics; we have art classes. Once when I was sketching in the field, I accidentally squatted down, and the pants I had worn for several years made a "chick" sound, and a piece of popcorn made me disappear.

The white ass and balls in underwear are faithfully displayed.

A bored guy unexpectedly had quick hands and quick eyes, and quickly wrote down his white and tender buttocks and penis. Two eyes were drawn on his butt, and the penis turned into a nose. It was labeled "Tang Ming's Handsome Snapshot" and posted on the department's public website.

The column is displayed for how many days.

The classmates all looked weird when they saw me. How did I feel when I found out? I was so angry that I wanted to kill the guy who was making trouble. But the kind-hearted me just cursed a few words in my heart and let it go!

besides------

Just when Tang Ming was trapped in painful memories, the descending skeleton could already feel the force of intense high temperature and high pressure pressing on him.

Hahaha, I am finally free. Goodbye, hateful world! I am gone, you can continue to suffer!

Hahaha------,

Amidst the loud laughter, the skeleton that Tang Ming had captured slowly melted into the magma with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees. Can Tang Ming kill himself as he wished this time? We will wait and see!
Chapter completed!