Looking at the four women of Sheng Ya and Yu beside him, a violent aura could not help but arise in his heart.
He was startled, and quickly suppressed it. He endured the emotion and landed carefully.
Sheng Yayu was disturbed despite not wanting to, and the girl opened her eyes and looked at him: "So early?"
"Well, you can sleep a little longer."
Sheng Yayu looked at him and smiled sweetly: "Why don't we continue?"
Wang Jian's index finger twitched after hearing this, but after thinking about it, she shook her head, stretched out her hand to caress her flawless face, and said with a gentle smile: "Don't worry about me, this state of mind is more suitable for me to cultivate my state of mind and willpower. Okay.
Come on, sleep a little longer, I’m sorry for last night.”
"It's okay, I like it too."
"Oh? Then we can develop more moves in the future."
Sheng Yayu's face immediately turned red with embarrassment. Wang Jian smiled silently and walked out of the bedroom softly. When he closed the door, he clenched his fists tightly.
He was far from as relaxed as he appeared, but he didn't want to mess around with Sheng Yayu and the other girls.
Because he was afraid that he would be too violent and unable to control himself, which would hurt them.
It was an accident yesterday, and I almost lost control.
Now that you can control it, you can't be too indulgent, otherwise your willpower and mood will only get worse and worse, and you will need more and more comfort in this way.
Of course this is not possible. He keeps these women around because he likes them.
If you treat it in this way, it will be too disrespectful, and its nature will change.
Even if the system is there and no problems will occur, he still doesn't want to.
Sitting cross-legged on the stone slab in the small courtyard, it rained last night and the air was slightly cool.
Sitting quietly, he did not practice, but silently felt the violence in his heart.
In a few days, tens of thousands more lives were saved under his hands.
His gun intent was stronger, but his murderous aura was also overwhelming.
If it wasn't suppressed specifically, it might have covered the entire imperial city.
Even now, the aura on his body is very cold and scary.
Wang Jian felt one wave after another of violent aura stimulating his mind. He tried hard to clear his mind, not to think about it, not to stop it, but just felt and endured silently.
In the beginning, it was difficult, and I almost pulled out my gun several times to kill people and destroy the city.
Just when it was about to collapse, I saw four pretty figures sitting in front of me, each looking at me gently.
This touched him greatly, and he felt that his violence had weakened a little and was still within the tolerance range.
He smiled at the four women, then closed his eyes and continued to endure it silently.
The four of them breathed a sigh of relief, and the smiles on their faces became more relaxed.
Zhou Miaotong and Miaoxuan didn't understand much, but Sheng Yayu understood, so he explained it to them specifically.
Precisely because of this, I know that once Wang Jian is let go, it will be a big trouble.
They were people who had watched the live broadcast and knew how terrifying he was, how a city could be destroyed so easily.
If the Imperial City were like this, the world would be in complete chaos.
They are natives of this world, so naturally they are more worried.
Wang Jian sat quietly, the Taixuan Sutra slowly running, and his mind slowly became empty.
He tried hard to keep himself calm and silently endured the erosion of murderous intent and violence.
He understands very well that nothing is too much, not to mention that his own mental state is not high. It is very normal for him to be in a situation on the verge of losing control.
The only thing he was lucky about was that he could still control it, otherwise, he might have become a machine that only knew how to kill.
Tens of thousands of lives, after all, are living lives. Even though he knew very well that killing tens of thousands to save tens of thousands was worth it, he felt very calm in his heart.
But if you kill too much, your mentality will naturally be affected.
No one can help him, he can only rely on himself to endure it silently and gradually get over it.
However, in this process, his state of mind and willpower will be tempered, becoming more tenacious and stronger.
If you can safely overcome this hurdle, your future practice will be easy.
This is a test, and Wang Jian is still a little confident.
The Great Qing Dragon Veins refined in his heart continued to provide nutrients, gradually improving his mental state.
When Huang Taiji was killed, the Dragon Veins of the Qing Dynasty was shaken. It was lost and was partially refined by the Four Symbols Spiritual Refining Array, allowing him to break through.
The Dragon Vein of the Qing Dynasty was consumed rapidly, and now its resistance was greatly reduced, which also accelerated the speed of being refined.
With this support, Wang Jian is still very confident that she can survive these mental problems.
More than an hour later, the terrifying murderous intent and violence struck again. Wang Jian's eyes were red, her face was ferocious, and her whole body was trembling.
But he was still holding on, and even forced a smile at the four very worried women sitting in front of him, and then all his thoughts were focused on enduring and suppressing.
Such performance made Sheng Yayu sigh in relief.
Compared with the previous problem, he is a little better now, at least he has the mind to comfort them.
This is a good thing, which is enough to explain the weakening of violence and murderous intention, and the strengthening of Wang Jian's own willpower.
This kind of visible progress is even more reassuring.
Time passes slowly, and every minute is suffering and an impact on oneself.
Wang Jian did not dare to relax at all, and devoted himself wholeheartedly to killing, which felt more strenuous than before.
This is too normal. He was confident in those killings, not to mention that there was a system.
But this time is different. If you are not careful, your mood will collapse and you will never recover. Even if there is a system, he has to think about it.
He was so focused that his energy and energy were being consumed all the time.
His expression could not remain as calm as before, and he looked a little embarrassed.
Although Sheng Ya and the other four were a little relieved, they didn't dare to do that. They could only pay attention all the time, which made them a little tired.
When night fell, Wang Jian didn't eat anything, so he asked the four girls to go back to the house to rest, while he sat there alone.
Perhaps because of the wind and rain in all directions of the country, the night in the ancient city is also shrouded in a layer of indescribable desolation.
Under such an environment, Wang Jian also gradually cooled down. Although his face occasionally looked ferocious and his eyes were a little red, he still maintained a certain calmness.
Late at night, he instead ran up to the roof, lying on the eaves, looking at the crescent moon obscured by clouds, and his mood became calmer.
No matter what happens to the Ming Dynasty in this world, at least he has done what he should do.
He didn't want to touch the rest anymore.
Even if he touches it, it's nothing more than killing someone, and he doesn't dare to do it now.
I'm afraid that if I get any more blood, I'll really lose control.
Unless you continue to kill before taking a break, but now you stop, doing it again is a second offense. The concept is different and the nature is very different.
In such tranquility, Wang Jian felt that time passed quickly.
Unconsciously, the sky became a little hazy.
Some noises gradually came from everywhere, and he lost his mind. After landing, he walked out of the house and wandered aimlessly on the street.
