This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

An Ling felt a storm in her heart as she watched Luo Qinghuai, whose body was cut by the shattered stars but healed at an extremely fast speed.

why?

Luo Qinghuai held the intact Ice-Cracked Sword in his hand, with wind and clouds surging around him. He slowly raised his head, his eyes shining brightly, as if they were loaded with all the colors of the world. Combined with his perfect face, there was an inorganic beauty.

An Ling was shocked the moment she saw that color, and both her clone and her real body swung their swords at the same time, stabbing at Luo Qinghuai.

"Luo Qinghuai" easily blocked An Ling's sword moves. He curled up a wicked smile, and the expression on his face was crazy and wanton, as if he had suddenly become a different person!

"An Ling, do you like the gift I prepared for you?"

"Luo Qinghuai" smiled sinisterly. At just one glance, An Ling recognized the man's identity!

She gnashed her teeth and said angrily, "Hu! Why are you doing this! You've already got everything!"

Hu, who "descended" upon Luo Qinghuai, had countless identities and names during his ten thousand years of wandering in the mortal world, such as Emperor Shitian, Crescent Moon Immortal, etc., but his most widely known name should be "Hu, the State Master of Dayi".

Hu shook his head exaggeratedly and grinned. For some reason, An Ling always felt that Hu's condition was very strange, as if he was constantly transmitting "emotions".

An Ling recalled the other "twin" of Hu whom she had met before - Asura. Asura was just as he introduced himself, without any emotional fluctuations, and was completely different from Hu.

Hu seemed to have heard a particularly funny joke. He laughed out loud. His laughter contained a huge amount of spiritual power, which swept across the entire Liyang City. Even though the four disciples of the immortal sect tried their best to stop him, hundreds of people still died in Hu's laughter.

An Ling's eyes were bloodshot, and she wished she could immediately drag out Hu Zhenshen who was hiding in the dark and eat his flesh alive!

"An Ling, you are so useless," Hu stretched out his left hand and grabbed An Ling in mid-air. Seeing An Ling struggling, he couldn't help but laugh. The advent of the demigod and the superposition of Luo Qinghuai's original spiritual power made him so powerful that An Ling couldn't even imagine it. "I can kill you with just a slight pinch."

It hurts! My whole body hurts!

An Ling heard the sound of her bones rubbing against each other, crackling, as if they were about to break. Her exposed skin turned red, and the severe pain caused blood to rush into her head. Her head felt heavy and her vision went dark.

Her vision suddenly became dizzy. Hu pinched her and forced her eyelids open, forcing her to look downward.

"What can you see from this angle?"

An Ling's body was almost collapsed, blood was already oozing out of her pores, and in her eyes, all she could see was a group of moving black spots.

"These are the ants that nurture the heaven and earth, and the pilgrims who use their flesh and blood to build the long steps to godhood."

"Human, what is the purpose of life?"

"It is but a moment in the mortal world, from an infant in the morning to dust in the evening. Every moment someone is dying, and every moment someone is being born."

"They never die, unlike us, who have real life and death."

"They don't even deserve to die."

An Ling tried to stab the Broken Star backwards, but Hu clamped her sword blade. After examining it carefully, he smiled and said, "It is indeed my work, so perfect. As for you, you still want to kill me with the sword I made? That's a bit too naive."

"The world of mortals never ends. The souls of the dead are washed clean of their memories and emotions and resurrected again, once again thrown into the cycle of pain. Do you think this is a good thing?"

"Hmm!" An Ling struggled desperately, as if she wanted to say something, so Hu loosened his grip a little with interest.

"Cough, cough, cough..." An Ling coughed, and after catching her breath, she said hoarsely: "Then you are going to kill them and devour their souls? Are you going to deprive them of the chance to choose to live?"

Hu shook his head and smiled: "An Ling, you are too young and too naive. You know, I can call out the names of everyone here in their previous life, and even the life before that. Look at that..."

With a casual grab, he pulled Shi Tongming out from the protective shield of the altar Mingjue.

An Ling screamed, "Let him go!"

"Shi Tongming, in your previous life you were called Yin Hua, and you were once the leader of the Buddhist cult entrenched in Huainan Prefecture," Hu looked at Shi Tongming's gradually pale face and smiled even more happily, "Yes, it's the evil cult that is often mentioned in the storybooks, causing endless harm."

"Every drink and every bite is destined by heaven. Guess why you have a connection with these stone carvings of lustful gods in this life, and why your family was destroyed because of religion?"

"It's because you used to be the kind of person you hate the most in your life!"

"Yin Hua, you killed 1,320 people in your previous life because of sacrifice. How do you explain that?"

Shi Tongming had already felt something when he saw Hu's shining eyes. Now after hearing his words, he was even more touched. He shed tears because of the heavy sins he had committed in his previous life.

"I... I saw it..." Shi Tongming raised his hand, and the memories of his past life came to him like a stream. He experienced Yin Hua's complete life from a first-person perspective, and saw how Yin Hua killed lives just to satisfy his twisted beliefs. This simple middle-aged man who had only killed chickens saw that his hands were stained with the blood of innocent people. The countless bones and wailings caused by himself in his previous life turned into enemies in this life and took revenge on him.

An Ling was silent. She knew that for Hu, a true child of destiny and an orthodox god, it would not be difficult to let a mortal know his past life experiences. But was everything really such a coincidence?

"An Ling, I know you are not from this world." Hu said with a smile. As soon as it opened its mouth, An Ling's heart skipped a beat. She didn't know what tricks it had up its sleeve.

"Cause and effect go hand in hand, retribution is inevitable. Ah, what a novel concept." Hu continued, "Do you know that such a cycle actually did not exist before, until the arrival of the blasphemer?"

"That is your fellow villager, Ling Fengyue."

An Ling spoke with difficulty: "What does that have to do with me? Do time travelers deserve to be manipulated as pawns by you?"

"No, no, no," Hu waved his hand and knocked away Shi Tongming who was still in a trance. "I am not like Asura who pretends to be kind and righteous on the surface. Are you willing to let him control your life from Hongliu Town onwards?"

"What do you mean……"

"An Ling, I want to cooperate with you," Hu said with a smile, "I don't have to give up everything I have in this world, but you have to tell me the location of the world in your memory after you help me defeat Asura and become the new Heavenly Dao."

"Dream on!" An Ling suddenly flew into a rage and yelled at Hu, "I will never be a traitor in my life! Especially by bringing a devil like you to my hometown!"

"Don't you hate your hometown?" Unexpectedly, Hu seemed to know An Ling's memories very well. He flipped through An Ling's memories as if no one was around and teased, "You said it yourself. Life is so painful. This world is sick. If there are any aliens, come and destroy the world. I can't stand it any longer!"

An Ling's face gradually turned red. "That was just something I said in anger. It doesn't count at all."

"But you're obviously not happy there at all."

"Look here, you are crying so miserably. No matter how miserably you scream, no one comes to save you." Hu tapped An Ling's forehead with his finger and played a memory in her mind.

The musty smell of the rainy season, the fishy smell of the soil, and... the stink of their soles...

"Run! If you run again, I will break your legs!" An Ling will always remember the appearance of that person. She had a pair of white eyes, and her whole body was thin and bony. There was a string of cursive English words tattooed behind her ear. No one knew what they meant, but An Ling once heard that it was her boyfriend who asked her to get the tattoo.

My head hurts... My stomach hurts too...

Help! Help!

An Ling screamed for help frantically, and tried desperately to raise her head which was constantly banging on the ground, trying to see a hero appear at the entrance of the alley who could save her from the dire situation.

But no matter what, never expect others to save you.

"Fuck, why are you so white? Tell me, did you seduce Brother Wei?"

"Ugh! I didn't…."

"Fuck you, little bastard, hold her down!"

What happened later?

In fact, An Ling had forgotten it long ago. Didn’t she study hard and get into the best university in the province?

The things that General An Ling had deliberately forgotten and the scars that she had deliberately covered up were torn open, which forced open her eyelids and allowed her to see the bloody reality.

"Ahhhh!"

The hot cigarette butt and flame were pressed against the girl's face and body, disfiguring her originally beautiful face and leaving it covered with pits and holes.

"You always wear a mask when you go out, just to prevent others from seeing your appearance. You thought that everything would be fine after you went to college. But one time, a boy ripped off your mask during a bet, and you, An Ling, became a laughing stock again. You were laughed at wherever you went, and even your roommates felt ashamed of knowing you."

Stop it, please, stop it...

"An Ling, you are different from Shi Tongming. He drank Meng Po soup to wash away his past memories. His past life was just a distant dream. But you are different. You have always remembered it, but you thought you had forgotten it."

"Stop talking!" An Ling roared. She struggled frantically, trying to cover Hu's mouth. As long as she buried her head in the sand like an ostrich, she would not be hurt anymore.

"After you fell from a building and died, those classmates who bullied you were admitted to graduate school because the school covered their mouths. The gang leader who hurt you was admitted to a normal school because of his family connections. He may even become a teacher after graduation!"

"Why should they? Why should you who studied hard and worked part-time die, and they can step on your corpse and rush towards a better future?"

"When I think about those beastly people still living in this world, I am so angry that I can't sleep!"

"Why can't a meteorite suddenly come and smash them to death? Or let them go out and get hit by a car and die!"

"An Ling, now, the red button is finally in your hand."

"Just press it, let go of your mind, and let me know the coordinates of the blue planet. Then, all injustice will disappear, and all the people you hate will die."

"And you will become the next god in this wonderful world!"

"Come... An Ling, come... my child..."