Even though Zhou Baopu's words were fiery, as if words could hurt muscles and bones like sharp weapons, Ouyang Ming didn't seem to notice.
Ouyang Ming just looked at Zhou Baopu in fear, trembling all over, dumbfounded, as if he had encountered something incredible.
"Don't worry, as long as you answer me obediently, I will cure you. Although I won't be able to make you dominate on the journey of refining blood, I can at least let you live a peaceful life." Seeing that Ouyang Ming was so frightened that he couldn't speak, Zhou Baopu knelt down
. , stroking Ouyang Ming's head with his hand and speaking in a gentle tone.
When Zhou Baopu's hand touched Ouyang Ming's head, Ouyang Ming's body suddenly shrank back, with an expression even more frightening than when he saw the dark curved sickle stuck in his body.
Ouyang Ming was shocked and finally understood where he had gone wrong.
It turns out that the most terrifying thing is not the dark curved sickle, but Zhou Baopu, who looks like a scholar.
No matter how ferocious a weapon is, it is nothing more than a weapon. As long as there is no psychic, someone must control it before it can cause trouble.
But people are different. People are the most vulnerable and at the same time the most powerful. As long as a person is determined to do something, no matter how evil it is, he can do it. As for whether evil goes against his true intentions, that is beyond his control.
Seeing Ouyang Ming like this, although Zhou Baopu didn't know what was going on, in order to make him speak, he still stepped back. Zhou Baopu didn't stop retreating until he was three meters away from Ouyang Ming. He just stared at Ouyang Ming, waiting for Ouyang Ming to calm down and give him a response.
Sure enough, as Zhou Baopu's body retreated, Ouyang Ming actually regained his composure.
"No, I don't believe you. You devil, if I believe you, I might as well believe in ghosts."
Ouyang Ming calmed down and spoke, but it was not the words Zhou Baopu wanted to hear.
"Devil?"
Hearing Ouyang Ming's name for him, Zhou Baopu couldn't help but be surprised: "When did I become a devil?" He
was about to deny the title, but recalling what he had done these days, Zhou Baopu fell into deep thought. .
When the blood demon was hidden in his body, he often had trouble suppressing his inner anger, and even flirted with his senior sister Xian'er. That was still an excuse. But now? Zhou Baopu knew that the blood demon in his body had long since turned into a Buddha and had gone away. Nothing could affect his character anymore, but why were his actions still so bloody?
What is a demon? Isn’t it true that demons have no human compassion and will use any means to achieve their own goals?
"Yes, you are the devil. I have been growing up in the Bloodthirsty Palace since I was a child. I have experienced tens of millions of hardships. Although the torture I have witnessed is a thousand times crueler than what I am suffering now, I have to say that you are a devil. Devil. Only a devil would take other people's pain as his own happiness. Only a devil would do such a bloody thing."
While Zhou Baopu was deep in thought, Ouyang Ming shouted again.
Originally Zhou Baopu was still reflecting, but after hearing Ouyang Ming's scolding, there was no sign of regret in his eyes?
"I'm a devil? Even if I am a devil, who can get it? Isn't it you? If you hadn't come to kill me without asking any questions, if you hadn't killed me step by step, if you hadn't relied on the strong to bully the weak, If you want to kill me, will I become what I am now?"
"Am I a devil? Even if I am a devil, I was created by you. If I am a devil, then you are even more hateful. You are a Devil maker. It’s just that you, the devil maker, are more miserable. Unfortunately, you fell into the hands of the devil you created!" "Am I a devil? Even
if I am a devil, I just want to trace the source and figure out who wants it. You have to kill me before you use your sword! So what if you use any means during the blood refining process? If you didn't use any means, do you think you can survive to this moment?" Zhou Baopu exploded, one after another, one sentence after another
. In one sentence, I shouted out my heart.
At the same time, Zhou Baopu also figured it out.
What is righteousness and what is evil; what is Buddha and what is demon?
The blood demon has been stunned all his life, and there are more than ten million lives under his hands. Didn't he turn into a Buddha due to his sudden enlightenment when he was about to be wiped out?
Dao is not benevolent and treats all things as stupid dogs!
But no matter how unkind the avenue is, it will still leave some escape route for the bastards. Otherwise, how could there be so many busy creatures in this world, and how could there be so many people and monsters embarking on the journey of blood refining?
On the road to refining blood, what if you go against the will of heaven, as long as you finally gain immortality, and embark on the devil's road?
Under Zhou Baopu's repeated questions, Ouyang Ming fell silent.
Ouyang Ming was confused. As a man who devoted himself to Taoism, he had long looked down upon the life and death of others. Even his own mother was used as a bet by him. He cut off his mother's head and gained the qualification to enter the Bloodthirsty Palace. After going through layers of selection, he achieved his current status and achievements.
Did Ouyang Ming never regret doing these things?
No, he does!
When others mention his devilish son Ouyang Ming, in addition to fear, the only thing left is probably pity and sigh.
Since he could kill his own mother just to take a shortcut on the way to refining blood, what does it matter if Zhou Baopu tortured and killed him in order to avoid being killed on the way to refining blood?
From this point of view, Zhou Baopu is nothing compared to him.
It's just that Zhou Baopu's own strength is too different from his. He didn't just rely on his own strength to defeat him. Moreover, after defeating him, he tortured him in inhuman ways. Ouyang Ming figured it out at this moment. It wasn't that he couldn't stand this kind of torture, he just couldn't stand being tortured like this by an ant!
After Zhou Baopu finished his roar, he found that his heart was clear, and many things that he had struggled with before were now solved.
As for Ouyang Ming, after being questioned like this by Zhou Baopu, he also realized the crux of his problem and simply shut up and used silence to express his resignation.
"Tell me, why did you come to kill me? Who instigated you?"
After thinking about it, Zhou Baopu's tone became less violent. After all, some of his anger was vented in the rhetorical question just now.
"I'm sorry, I can't tell you."
"Why? Aren't you afraid that I will use more cruel methods to deal with you?"
Zhou Baopu stared at Ouyang Ming's eyes, trying to understand Ouyang Ming's thoughts clearly. Unfortunately, no matter how hard he looked, all he saw was the calmness in Ouyang Ming's eyes. Even the panic that Ouyang Ming showed before was gone now. Instead, he had regained the calmness that Ouyang Ming showed when they first met. The waves were calm.
"Zhou Baopu, thank you for your scolding just now, which made me understand a lot of things. But I'm afraid I can't tell you who sent me here. It's a pity that if we weren't enemies, we might become very good friends. What a pity. , many things in this world have been predestined a long time ago. Just like you and me, we have been destined to be enemies and never friends. "
Zhou Baopu didn't know what to say when he saw the always cold-looking Ouyang Ming talking so much. He originally wanted to confess harshly, but after Ouyang Ming's words, he no longer knew what to say. Sometimes people are really just a mirror. When others smile at you, it is difficult for you to show them crying. Likewise, when someone tries to talk nicely to you, it's hard for you to ask serious questions.
Zhou Baopu looked at the life and death enemy in front of him and didn't know what to say.
The acquaintance with Ouyang Ming originated from a fight just now, and it was just a fight just now. During the entire process of acquaintance, they tried their best to kill each other. When he was victorious and wanted to harvest the fruits of victory, Zhou Baopu heard that his enemy wanted to be friends with him. This made Zhou Baopu a little confused and confused.
"No, we could have been friends. We were strangers. After we met, it was you who made the choice first. It was you who chose us to be enemies, and we really became enemies." Zhou Baopu looked into Ouyang Ming's eyes and said
, He said it as if he was moved.
"But I know, as you said, you don't want to be my enemy, but you want to be my friend. There must be someone else who wants us to be our enemy. You tell me who he is, and wait until I After he is dealt with, no one in this world will stop us from being friends."
Zhou Baopu looked at Ouyang Ming, his heart was racing, and he said again.
"Okay, I'll tell you right now, he is the master of the branch hall of the Bloodthirsty Palace..."
Just when Ouyang Ming was about to reveal this name, suddenly another black energy began to flow out of his sea of blood.
The black energy rushed into Ouyang Ming's throat with lightning speed, leaving him speechless.
"Who is it? Tell me quickly!"
Seeing Ouyang Ming's mouth open but unable to speak, Zhou Baopu asked eagerly.
"Hmph! Boy, this palace has underestimated you. At such a young age, you are so proficient in the art of attacking the mind. What a pity, what a pity. If I hadn't left a spiritual thought in this kid's body, I'm afraid my identity would have been exposed. It's over."
Ouyang Ming spoke again, but it was no longer Ou Yangming's voice, but the voice of a sinister old man.
"Who are you?"
Zhou Baopu took a few steps back and looked at Ouyang Ming in front of him with vigilance.
"It doesn't matter who I am. It wouldn't be fun to tell you. The days are long, and we have plenty of time in the future. I'm leaving, so you can take care of yourself." As soon as the voice fell, Zhou Baopu found that Ouyang Ming's body in front of him started to burn
. stand up.
In the blazing flames, a line of black energy shot out from the ground, and suddenly it clung to the stone ground, disappearing from Zhou Baopu's eyes in the blink of an eye.
Looking at the empty stone ground in front of him, Zhou Baopu's face turned grim. He clenched his fists and murmured to himself: "What a person who sacrifices his body to save his soul! But the days are long and I will never let you go."