Night gradually fell, and in the primeval forest, which was full of dangers, a burning bonfire seemed particularly out of place with the surrounding darkness.
"The mean old man is really good at protecting a calf!" Jiang Siming couldn't help but murmured as he looked at the sleeping Jian Tongming.
The murderous aura that Jian Tongming exudes involuntarily is simply the power of the domain, the power of the God of Death domain!
I think that Tang San had experienced a year of experience in the Killing City, and then narrowly escaped death on the road to hell to obtain the Killing God Realm. But Jian Tongming didn't even have half a day to do it. As expected, there is a real difference between having a backstage and not having a backstage.
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Jian Tongming, who had been unconscious for a long time, finally woke up, his scarlet eyes looking at the hazy moonlight in confusion.
"Control the desire in your heart. If you can't control the bloodthirsty desire in your heart, what's the difference between you and those monsters?"
Jiang Siming's serious voice slowly sounded and lingered in Jian Tongming's ears. The originally restless and bloodthirsty heart seemed to gradually calm down.
Jiang Siming also sighed secretly. Blood is like a granular unknown powder. It becomes addictive over time. Just like the perverts in the Killing City, they will become bloodthirsty over time.
Although the monster Jian Tongming entered this state for a short time, the toxins in the blood of the zombies played a catalytic role.
"Master, my hands are covered with blood! I am eager to kill!" Jian Tongming tightly grasped the right hand that once held the sword with one hand, and emotions of hatred and disgust lingered in Jian Tongming's heart.
"Are you really so disgusted?" Jiang Siming asked seriously.
"What about those soul beasts? Do the soul beasts that die in the hands of soul masters deserve to die? Are those soldiers who guard the border and died protecting their families and country all demons? Those zombies look like they have long been gone. Are you?
Helping them out!"
Jian Tongming's eyes were full of struggle, and it was difficult to distinguish between right and wrong! Goodness and evil are the definitions of the strong, and fairness is the excuse that the weak use to pray to the strong for things they shouldn't have!
In the world of Douluo, natural selection and the survival of the strong are the default rules for everyone!
"Master, maybe you are right! But I can't control myself, blood has become a necessity for me! I even want to kill you!" Jian Tongming's pupils became more and more blood-red, and his eyes when looking at Jiang Siming were full of madness.
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"Get some sleep! Let me wipe this butt for you!" Jiang Siming stretched out a finger, ice-blue light flashed on the fingertip, and a powerful force of ice instantly burst into it.
Between Jian Tongming's brows, Jian Tongming, who had just woken up, fell into coma again.
"It's done! I don't know if Yue Xuan is still there, how can I get rid of this murderous aura?" Jiang Siming realized that he seemed to have missed a step. Tang San and himself had also been baptized by Yue Xuan.
Only then can you control your desire to kill.
Jian Tongming's current state is many times more powerful than that of himself and Tang San before. In addition, without Yue Xuan's help, it can be said to be even more difficult to calm down the desire to kill.
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One day later, within the Tianhun Empire, the capital was Tiandou City.
A young man with an extremely unnatural appearance actually hugged a teenage boy, attracting the attention of a large number of passers-by.
"He's so handsome. I didn't expect his hobbies to be so special. I'm blinded by how good-looking he is!"
"The world is going downhill, how dare people in such a large audience be so intimate..."
"I didn't expect that this brother is also a member of the same group!"
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After enduring it for a long time, Jiang Siming finally couldn't bear it anymore. He could tolerate the previous comments, but the guy just now walked towards him with a smile on his face.
Jiang Siming hurriedly rushed into the alley, used space to move to the nearest hotel, and first settled the unconscious Jian Tongming.
"Sure enough, no matter which world we are in, the people who eat melons are always the most capable of eating melons!"
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After Jian Tongming was placed, Jiang Siming could finally walk on the street with peace of mind. Although he didn't care much about those remarks, he didn't care much, but it wasn't that he didn't care at all. It was a bit embarrassing after all.
Today's Tiandou City is much more luxurious than 10,000 years ago, but the Tiandou Empire has long been gone, which makes Jiang Siming feel that things are different.
After some inquiries, Jiang Siming didn't expect that Yuexuan still existed. Originally, Jiang Siming just wanted to try his luck, but he had no choice but to think of other ways.
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In front of the explosively luxurious pavilion.
"Yue Xuan!"
Jiang Siming looked at the golden plaque and murmured with some nostalgia. People are emotional animals, and they always have some inexplicable emotions for things that have passed away in the past.
The memories deep in his mind slowly emerged, and Jiang Siming's temperament suddenly changed. He was noble, elegant, and incomparable. For a moment, Jiang Siming made people feel like they were taking a breath of spring breeze.
The guards on both sides of Yuexuan were also stunned. With his noble temperament and incredible appearance, Jiang Siming made everyone who saw him feel a little inferior.
Jiang Siming walked into Yuexuan's door openly and accidentally caused a wave of commotion.
The nobles who come to Yuexuan are either looking for a partner, or they are looking for a partner. Jiang Siming is a hot commodity to the eldest ladies of the princes and nobles.
Regardless of their family background, these princesses of princes and nobles are not short of money at all, and their appearance is justice!
"Sir, the little girl Xue Xianglian."
"Long Tianxue."
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In a short time, more than a dozen little girls came to say hello, and Jiang Siming was also more difficult to deal with! If being handsome is a sin, then Jiang Siming is already an unforgivable sin!
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On the second floor.
"Aotian, which family does that kid belong to? I don't think I've ever seen him before! He really doesn't look like a human being!"
At a table by the window, two young men watched with interest as Jiang Siming, who was sitting down, was talking calmly with seven or eight aristocratic ladies.
"He is quite handsome, but it's a pity that he is an ordinary person!" The man named Aotian's eyes were full of pride, and he turned away from Jiang Siming and said with disdain.
Another young man also nodded and said in agreement, "That's true. He has no soul power fluctuations. He is obviously an ordinary person. He got a good skin for nothing. What a pity! After all, he is like a mirror, and time will be his biggest enemy!"
"But I think his appearance and behavior look like royalty, which is similar to the etiquette of the ancient Tiandou royal family. Could it be..."
"You mean he is an orphan of the royal family?" A glimmer of light flashed through the life of the young man beside him.
"It's not impossible. Why don't you try it out? Maybe it's possible that I'm from the same lineage as you." The man named Ao Tian said jokingly.
The young man on the side is holding his chin in his hand as if thinking about something.
"There are many people who want to reach the sky in recent years. But will this guy be like those people?"
"If so, wouldn't it be better? Things that can be solved with money and status are the simplest things! After all, these things are not precious to you."