Qing Yi did not express his thoughts because he was speechless.
And although he hated Huaban, what he hated more was of course Qin Shuo who had harmed him.
He recalled the past, how did he become enemies with Qin Shuo?
It was the kick from his nephew Xue Lin. Xue Lin wanted to kick Qin Shuo away, but Qin Shuo avoided it.
Thinking about it, Qing Yi felt that he was unjust. He actually died for that kick. That kick was not kicked by him, but by his nephew.
It is said that no matter how evil a person is, his heart will become kind before he dies. Well, even when a person is about to die, his words will also be kind.
But Qing Yi did not become kind because he never considered himself a villain. What happened to him bullying Qin Shuo? Aren't these lower races all vassals of his noble life?
It was God's will that killed him! Not Qin Shuo! Qin Shuo was just a lower race without seven orifices, he didn't have that ability!
It's God! It's God's will that makes Qin Shuo meet Lord Fox, it's God's will that lifts Qin Shuo to his current strength!
"He is a scumbag! He doesn't deserve it!"
Qing Yi successfully convinced himself, but his will became even more confused.
He thought of countless lower races who died under his trampling, including Long Po and the patrol captain in Wushi Village.
At that time, Wushi Village,
The poisonous smoke of the zombie clan has spread in the village, and the idiot patrol leader rushed into the house of the resident and helped an old man out.
His eyes were so clear, he just wanted to save people!
Qing Yi pierced the captain's heart with one sword. He had no mercy. The ants were rescuing the ants, which could not bring him any mercy.
In his eyes, mortals themselves are so low that they are not worthy of mercy on others.
The captain was saving people until he died. He was struck by a sword in the heart and could not resist at all, but he still pushed the old man and told him to leave. He thought the old man could escape.
What the old man did made Qing Yi even more contemptuous.
He was about to die, but he still lay on top of the captain. He wanted to use his body to protect the expired man.
Qing Yi's sword pierced the old man's back, and the old man didn't even grunt!
Qing Yi felt offended: "I want to kill you, but you don't even cry?"
Qing Yi stabbed the old man with a series of swords, turning the old man into a hornet's nest. He kicked the old man away and wanted to desecrate the captain's body.
The old man caught Qing Yi's sword with his hand. When Qing Yi's sword turned, the old man's entire palm was cut off!
The old man still didn't wail, he just looked at Qing Yi bitterly,
The way Qing Yi looked at the old man, he actually felt a hint of fear.
Qing Yi took a step back, then turned around and left,
He didn't know why he was walking, but he couldn't control his feet.
The old man is going to die. No matter how stubborn he is, he can't defeat the laws of nature.
But Qing Yi still heard the old man's last words: "Those who deceive others will always deceive them. The sins you have done today will definitely be returned to you a hundred times in the future! I just took a step early, but I am still following you.
I want to see your bones and flesh rot, I want to see your body intact!"
Qing Yi felt that this was a curse attached to his bone marrow. His subsequent wanderings and his fate today were all due to the old man's curse.
Qing Yi's eyes became misty. He saw the old man, saw the captain, saw Long Po, saw those one by one, those he remembered, those he didn't remember, all the low-level people who had been killed by him and ravaged by him.
All races stood by his side at this time.
Qing Yi finally became afraid. Only at this moment did he believe in karma.
He doesn't want to die, he can't die, he can't fall into hell, he can't go up the mountain of swords and down the pan of oil, he can't live forever and suffer day and night!
Qing Yi finally woke up a little. He held the sleeves of the pattern with his rotten hands. He used his last strength to shout hoarsely: "Help...save me!"
Huaban cried even more miserably. She wanted to save her, but how could she save her? She even gave Qingyi all the antidote that had lost its potency, but Qingyi's injuries were still irreversible!
Qing Yi was desperate. He finally remembered Qin Shuo, but Qin Shuo didn't leave him any chance.
Qing Yi's tears flowed down. He finally admitted the fact that Qin Shuo was better than him! Regardless of qualifications, strength, or scheming!
He had to admit that even among lower races, unreasonable monster geniuses could appear!
He already knew it, he just didn't want to admit it.
How could Qin Shuo achieve this if he wasn't defiant enough?
It is not without reason that Lord Fox dotes on Qin Shuo, because Qin Shuo himself is not inferior to Lord Fox!
Qing Yi sheds tears because he regrets,
He regretted not admitting it earlier,
If he had admitted earlier, he would have stopped in time and would not have provoked Qin Shuo again.
If he had admitted it earlier, he could have hidden himself and lived out his life peacefully.
If that were the case, he wouldn't have to die so early. He might still live to be a thousand years old to atone for his sins.
But it's already too late, too late!
Qing Yi took one last look at Huaban. His eyes became extremely cloudy, white pus and blood covered his eyeballs, and he could no longer see the world clearly.
"It would be great if there wasn't that kick..."
Qing Yi's ulcerated palms hung down feebly, and he did not close his cloudy eyes until his death.
Piebald screamed and roared crazily, but she couldn't save it.
Qingyi's body lost its spiritual support, and the rate of decay accelerated, eventually turning into a pool of pus and melting into Huaban's arms,
Piebald lost her soul and sat on top of the pus like a corpse. Her world lost its color, and she also lost the meaning of living.
A tall and thin figure fell in front of Huaban. He blocked the sun and the shadow covered Huaban.
Huaban raised his head, his dull eyes falling on the face of the visitor.
The person who came had a dull look on his face. He did not comfort Patty. His cold eyes were like a lion looking at its injured heir.
He said: "If you want to die, just drink the pus. He will be in you, you will be in him, and you will be together forever."
"But if you still want revenge, just stand up for me! There is no coward in our zombie clan who kneels down and cries!"
"You should thank God for giving you hatred. Hatred is the richest foundation of our corpse clan. As long as you remember hatred, you will have a rock-solid will to practice."
Patty's tears stopped and her eyeballs swayed,
She picked up the pus with her right hand wrapped in a glove. The pus flowed away between her fingers and dripped on the cloak covering her body.
Huaban said to himself: "Is that so? Aren't you willing to give in? You won't let me drink you, but you want me to avenge you..."
Huaban thought of Qingyi's eyes that could never be closed. Her eyes were covered with a layer of gray.
She is not a good person per se, but she is not a bad person either.
But at this moment, she seemed to have no emotion at all, and her eyes were only as gray as a corpse.