I don't know when he began to despise life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info I don't know when it began, life itself is already cheap.

Facts have proved that the security of the imperial capital is not as good as imagined. It could also be that the assassination of the emperor caused chaos in the military and political system at zero hour, although this news is still blocked.

In the dirty alley, five corpses, and Ling Qi, who was not dripping with blood, inserted the blood-stained long sword back into the scabbard, and left with a small tune.

Since he had decided to leave the imperial capital as soon as possible, he did not need to be too scrupulous in his actions.

Killing people is simple and difficult.

Psychology is one level, physiology is another.

Psychologically, Ling Qi does not have the so-called guilt at all, not to mention that those people themselves gave birth to greed and sent them to the door to find death. Even if you are really innocent and kill all of them, what else can you do, where can there be a lot of useless guilt.

Free will means that you never have to say sorry.

Killing people and setting fires can also tear off the shackles, know that I am me, and become a Buddha.

But the disgusting smell of vomiting, the bloody smell rubbed with a different smell, he was still a little uncomfortable. Even a day ago, the fighting environment he had experienced was much harsher than that.

This shot is worth it, cleaning up some scum, beautifying the environment of the imperial capital, and making him discover some of his shortcomings, physiologically still not adapted to this kind of life of licking blood with a knife head.

Fortunately, it is not a big problem, so that you don't vomit once when you kill someone, or even faint blood.

A little discomfort can still be used to and overcome.

Ling Qi walked freely, without thinking about destroying the corpse and cleaning up the aftermath.

A few hooligans killed him casually, and he didn't think it would cause too much trouble in a short time. Even if the other party's words were very arrogant, they didn't give him too much of a reason to kill.

He had never thought of contacting or even intervening in the gray forces of the imperial capital, so when the other party reported the name of a very famous underground organization, Ling Qi only sneered.

Those forces that cannot see the light have never been valued by him!

This is the habitual thinking formed by the long-term life of modern society, especially for the social elite like him.

Gray power is very arrogant in front of ordinary citizens, but as long as there is a little bit of strength and status, or people who are single, they will not be too jealous.

In the past, Ling Qi would not take these unpopular characters in his eyes, and now he is even more so.

After his consciousness has changed, he does not hesitate to kill, and he is more dangerous than the hypocrite who is gentle on the surface and extremely vengeful in his bones.

"Thieves' Guild?"

Of course, he didn't know what he had provoked. I don't even know what a chance it was...

At half past three in the afternoon, Ling Qi returned to the hotel.

Declining Lisa's hints, he had more important things to do.

Lying on the bed, he took a nap until after five o'clock, when he received his first visitor, Carlos, the captain of the city defense.

The man came quickly, met him at noon, and came to visit him in the afternoon, and he could see that there was indeed an emergency.

The captain of the city defense first praised him very warmly, and then grinded and chirped to get to the point, leaving a commission and a formal employment contract.

It's a legally protected document about a cleanup plan for an evil cave with a lot of rewards.

Ling Qi pressed the handprint without hesitation, and frowned slightly when he found that the mysterious voice did not appear as a prompt.

After a cup of tea, Carlos left satisfied, and Ling Qi casually tossed the contract aside like garbage.

Tasks are triggered in unexpected ways, and existing tasks become more valuable.

As for contracts, that's a piece of!

Lie back on the bed and close your eyes.

While resting, the annihilated dream came again, appearing in his subconscious world.

In his previous experience, he just watched calmly, observing the fighting methods and movements of those demonic creatures.

The shattering of the dream is still the fury of an unknown being called Merunes Dagon.

This time, Ling Qi found that this dream didn't seem to be just a projection, similar to the spell of the Water Moon Mirror Flower in the legend of the Oriental Immortal, and more like a fragment of the consciousness of a certain volitional body!

Because he could clearly feel the breath of those hellish creatures, and even smell the sulfur!

This is more like a message, a warning sign of empathy.

With this in mind, and recalling his previous dreams, he found that the angle from which "himself" observed was also high, at least the demons who could easily tear him to pieces were not aware of it, until Merunes Dagon appeared!

So...

"The people of this kingdom seem to believe in ancestor worship. ”

"Talos, the Nine Holy Spirits, Taber, Septin!"

"Fengshen?heh! are all cow ghosts and snake gods!"

Some news should be top secret, but when people have a heart to pass it on from generation to generation and are praised by the mouth, it will no longer be a secret.

At night, everything is silent, but the tavern is lively.

At eight o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Qi got up, full of energy, but felt a little hungry.

Take the money bag, the one you used earlier, and go down to the first floor.

Taking advantage of the large number of people, Ling Qi was not in a hurry to solve his stomach problem, but arrogantly walked to the biggest table in the center!

Ignoring the warning gaze of the adventurers who were fighting for wine at the table, this pile of seven or eight people combined might not be able to enter his eyes.

One lifted a few plates of wine and food on the table to the floor.

Bang!

"What are you doing!"

"Raised by a son of a bitch!

Chaotic sounds rang out one after another, cups and plates fell to the ground, slammed the table angrily, and swords unsheathed.

The noisy tavern was quiet for a moment, and then boiling.

The tavern owner in the distance frowned, stood out from behind the counter, glared at the troublemaker unkindly, and was a little unsure when he saw that it was a distinguished guest from his own room.

Lisa, who was entertaining the guests, had a pale face, obviously recognizing Ling Qi.

The people around followed suit, and even many people laughed and got up to toast and cheer at Ling Qi, looking at it for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

Ling Qi's face was calm, and no matter the threats near or the commotion in the distance, they couldn't make him change color.

Reach out and remove the leather bag hanging from your waist.

With a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, Ling Qi did something unexpected!

Ding Ding Dong!

The sound of gold coins and silver nuggets colliding together was so pleasant that the whole noisy tavern fell silent in an instant!

Even the angry adventurers at the table watched in amazement as Ling Qi emptied a whole small bag of gold and silver in front of them.

Whew!

With the sound of heavy breathing, some red-faced drunkards subconsciously stood up, and their eyes were already bloodshot.

Syllable!

With a backhand slap, a thin adventurer behind him who was trying to sneak attack fell out, and without waiting for others to react, Ling Qiqiang pulled out his long sword, and with a "click", the sturdy wooden table in front of him was split in half!

There was blood on the sword, and it had only killed people during the day, and it had not been wiped clean at all.

Ling Qi didn't care, this was what he wanted.

Killing people without seeing blood, how can latecomers witness his methods!

Of course, outsiders wouldn't know that Ling Qi's smooth movements only relied on the blessing of magic effects, the bloodstains on the sword were only opened in the afternoon, and even the crisp slash relied on the sharpness of the weapon itself.

But even if some people with sharp eyes find that this sword is unusually sharp, what can they do?

Sophisticated equipment is also a part of strength, and it is a proof of its own strength!

When he took out the sheepskin contract document he had signed in the afternoon, the one that he almost threw away as garbage, and saw the eye-catching private seal of the captain of the city defense brigade on it, even the adventurers who were deceived by him instantly extinguished their thoughts of revenge.

Wealth, strength, potential!

After doing enough play, taking advantage of the shocking effect, Ling Qi pulled a stool from his side, stepped on it, and looked down on the group of drunkards condescendingly.