Gu Han was silent for a moment, then took a look outside and saw that in the small courtyard that was originally empty, there were now more than two thousand heads, piled up randomly, and the blood formed a stream, bloody
The breath hit my face, so strong that it was almost impossible to get rid of it.
The entire Guogong Mansion.
It has completely turned into a dead place!
"Water source?"
Gu Han suddenly asked a confusing question.
"good."
Luo Wannian seemed to understand what he meant, nodded and said: "There is an old well in the backyard of the Duke's mansion. All the water used in the mansion comes from this well."
Although it is a fantasy.
But this is also a fact that happened.
Back then, he was able to quietly poison thousands of people in the Duke's palace as a mortal. Poisoning the water source while the palace was celebrating was naturally a perfect way.
The head is still bleeding.
Not to mention the Duke's wife, Luo Xin and Luo Wen are Luo Wannian's father and brother. In the eyes of others, the actions of the other party are tantamount to killing their father and brother, which is treason.
Can……
On the contrary, Gu Han didn't think there was any big problem.
The only flaw.
"It was too hasty a death."
"It was a bit rushed."
Luo Wannian nodded and said dullly: "But it's not a big problem, because... this is just the beginning."
Talking room.
He turned his eyes stiffly and looked at the three heads in his hand, his tone was silent.
"You said that, right?"
Brush it!
As soon as he finished speaking, the three human heads, which had lost any breath of life and had their eyes closed, opened their eyes as if they were coming back from the dead!
"died."
"On the contrary, it's a relief."
Seeing the Duke's wife's originally graceful and beautiful head, but now it was full of black blood, ferocious and twisted, with pain and resentment intertwined in her eyes, he said seriously: "This is what you said, madam, do you remember?"
"..."
The lips kept opening and closing, and the faces of the three heads were distorted, like fish on the verge of death, but... they just couldn't make any sound!
Not only them.
Gu Han suddenly discovered that the more than two thousand heads that filled the yard were just like the three people in front of him. They seemed to be alive. Their mouths opened and closed, as if they had endured endless pain, rolling and tearing.
The bite is like hell on earth, penetrating to the extreme.
"understood."
Of course he understands.
These people were not resurrected from the dead, but Luo Wannian collected their souls and sealed them in this illusion, enduring endless torture.
In other words.
This illusion is not just an illusion, it is also the place where Luo Wannian takes revenge again and again!
"Do you kill them often?"
"all the time."
"How many times have you killed?"
"Can't remember."
After a moment of silence, Luo Wannian said indifferently: "Maybe a hundred thousand times..."
Eyes turn.
He looked at the three heads again and said softly: "I sealed them here and amplified their perception. Every time they made a move, they would hear with their own ears the sound of their flesh being cut open and their bones being chopped.
, I saw my head being chopped off with my own eyes... again and again."
Every word you say.
The pain in the eyes of the three heads in his hands was even greater, until in the end, he almost collapsed.
Gu Han was silent.
This kind of pain is indeed not something that ordinary people can bear. To say that life is worse than death is a lighter matter.
"really."
He sighed: "Sometimes, death is indeed a relief."
"But... it's not enough!"
Moving with difficulty, Luo Wannian placed the three heads on the table in front of the spiritual tablets, and said in a daze: "How can one hundred thousand times be enough? One million times, ten million times... it's not enough!"
"It stands to reason."
Gu Han naturally didn't care about how the three people's souls would be tortured, he cared about another thing.
"You were just a mortal back then, how did you collect their souls?"
"Aren't you always weird?"
Luo Wannian asked back: "Why am I different from other robbery masters? Why don't they have names, but I do? Why am I so much stronger than them?"
Gu Han frowned.
There are indeed too many doubts about Luo Wannian.
Not to mention anything else.
The first time he came to this era, the Hongmeng Tribulation Lord he met in the illusion at that time was very different from the Luo Wannian in front of him!
"kindness?"
Just when I thought of this, wisps of black energy suddenly appeared around the corner of this broken house, like small snakes, converging and blending!
"Is this a calamity?"
Gu Han's pupils shrank and he immediately realized something was wrong!
"Whose calamity?"
The calamity force in front of me is very weak, at best the level of an Infinite Realm monk. More importantly, the aura of this calamity power is somewhat similar to that of Luo Wannian, but it is essentially different!
The thought turned around.
The calamity force quickly condensed and took shape, turning into a dark figure and falling into the house.
Robbery Lord!?
Gu Han's pupils shrank again. Although he was in an illusion, he recognized it at a glance. This black figure was clearly the body of the Lord of Tribulation!
"Rare! Too rare!"
After looking at Luo Wannian for a few times, the Lord of Tribulation praised: "Before the great calamity comes, you can meet such a good seedling. You are heartless and have the heart to destroy all living beings in the world. It is in line with the true meaning of the great calamity. Entering
There is no one more suitable than me to serve under you!"
Gu Han looked shocked!
What shocked him was not the opponent's strength. After all, he had already known that before the catastrophe really came, the source of the catastrophe was still brewing. Even the tribulation master would never be too powerful and would need to hide among all the spirits in the world.
Continuously absorb and transform all sentient beings, and become stronger step by step.
Compared to strength.
What shocked him was that the other party's tone and voice were very similar to the Hongmeng Tribulation Lord he met when he first came to this era!
Compared to him.
Luo Wannian looked at the approaching robbery master, his expression remained silent and he didn't say a word.
"good!"
"very nice!"
The Lord of Tribulation was even more satisfied and praised: "My heart is filled with despair, and my resentment is soaring to the sky! A natural seed of calamity power! With your presence, it seems that it will be much easier to destroy the Hongmeng world."
The figure moved.
He came to Luo Wannian and said condescendingly: "From now on, you will be my first calamity general!"
Talking room.
He slowly stretched out one hand and inserted it into Luo Wannian's chest.
"correct."
After a pause, he added: "Let me introduce myself, I am the Lord of Hongmeng Tribulation."
One sentence.
Like a thunderclap, it instantly cleared away the boundless fog lingering in Gu Han's heart, allowing him to see the truth and learn Luo Wannian's secret!
"I see!"
"I see!"
Taking a deep breath and slowly calming down, he looked at Luo Wannian, who was being assimilated by the Hongmeng Tribulation Master, with a somewhat complicated tone.
"He is the real Hongmeng Tribulation Lord! You are not!"