"Hello little cripple, you are the male villain I want to conquer, right?"
"Heh, another time traveler."
"How do you know?"
"Before you, three hundred people died in this house. Every one of them said they wanted to attack me."
"Wait, don't kill me first, let's discuss it with you. You don't want to be captured, right?"
"Yeah, so what are you going to do?"
"You're dead, so you don't have to be captured. Sorry, I don't want to capture you, I just want to kill you."
"..."
It's strange, I obviously killed him, why is he still everywhere?
The handsome statue in the Taoist temple is him, the dripping rotting corpse in the well is him, the pale groom in the coffin is him, the snake demon practicing in the mountains is him, and the one who has been following me... The silent young man is also him.
Becoming an immortal is a scam, because even the immortal is him.
When I ascended, the sun and the moon moved side by side, and I saw a blood-colored sky, strange phenomena, and the stars seemed about to fall in an instant.
The world has finally torn off its disguise. On the devastated land, there are corpses of flesh and blood everywhere, squirming and squirming, finally forming a human-shaped mountain.
Then the mountain reached out, grabbed me, and swallowed me whole.
When I woke up again, I appeared in front of him again.
He smiled: "Three hundred and one."
"What?"
I feel strange, as if something has been forgotten. But it didn't matter anymore. I quietly took out the dagger and wanted to kill the man in front of me.
Suddenly, my vision flashed, and in a daze I saw the handsome but gloomy face in front of me rotating and twisting, and it was a piece of beating flesh. Red, no facial features.
I thought about it, took back the dagger, and reached out to him: "Hello, little cripple, you are the male villain I want to attack, right?"
The title of the book will be changed, the copy may be slightly revised, and the text will be written in third person.
The copy was screenshotted on 2025.9.26
Intention: Live hard and be positive