"Did everyone in Blackwater City die at your hands?"

Regarding this point, Liu Xiao had doubts. Although this fierce man was strong, it was almost impossible to subdue all the humans in the city.

"Part of it, yes."

The murderer always breaks sentences when speaking, and his articulation is not smooth. It may be because he has not communicated with others for too long, and his language skills have deteriorated.

"What about the other part?"

"Father."

"Your father? Who is it?"

"fear."

What do you mean, the name is Wei? Liu Xiao was a little confused.

"Master, I'm afraid that like you, it falls into the category of disaster taboo."

Seeing that Liu Xiao was silent, the considerate Wang Cai spoke.

"What do you mean? What's the reason for this fear?"

Okay, it's my brother again? I just swallowed one, and another one came.

"It makes us feel fear and despair, and can make living beings' emotions uncontrollable. I have never seen it, I just heard the mourning bird talk about it."

Okay, so it turns out that he is indeed a freak.

Thinking of the pit filled with tens of thousands of corpses, Liu Xiao finally understood.

The person who once sat on that high-backed chair was this murderous man's so-called father.

Let countless human beings release all kinds of negative emotions, and while enjoying the process, they can nourish the taboos in their spiritual bodies.

Not bad, not bad, cruel, but very elegant.

I am afraid that the blood disaster and corpse disaster in my spiritual body will only make the growth process more cruel and inhumane and destroy humanity.

No wonder no matter how I explain it, I end up being punished by everyone.
Chapter completed!