Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 666 The Shackles of Evil (35)

"Of course, there is another premise."

Yun Si blocked his kiss with a rare stern expression,

"You have to promise me not to do those things again."

She didn't specify what it was, but she knew that he would understand.

"." Mr. Shen narrowed his eyes.

"Actually, you're not mentally ill at all."

Yun Si looked directly at him, the brightness in her eyes seemed to penetrate his heart.

"You're just using the excuse of being mentally ill as an excuse for you to vent."

Where is what is looking for excitement, where is what is too high to be cold?

It's just because he was infected by her.

At the beginning, she killed ghosts like hemp, and she didn't know how many ghosts she killed.

She has no morals and ethics, no three principles and five constant principles, and she doesn't understand what kindness and friendliness is in the world.

She only knew that the feeling of killing was very happy.

Especially when watching those weak ghosts die in her hands one by one, and screaming pitifully, that kind of happiness is even more refreshing.

Until later, she met Jiuge.

Jiuge taught her restraint, taught her mental methods and formulas, and used precepts to wash away the killing spirit in her heart, so that she gradually no longer wanted to kill people.

She began to understand that there is a way of good and evil, and that all things are spirits, and she needs to have compassion in her heart.

but.
Although she has learned a lot, the cold-blooded nature in her bones is impossible to change.

Bianhuahua was born in the bones of dead people, and used flesh and blood as fertilizer. It was born bloodthirsty.

No matter how much one cultivates one's morality and self-cultivation, it is absolutely impossible to become a kind and compassionate person.

She still kills, especially when she is upset, she wants to see the color of blood.

The more colorful the blood, the more it can calm her inner anxiety and boredom, and the more it can bring her a sense of comfort.

She couldn't change herself, so naturally Jiuge couldn't change either.

Now the souls and bodies of the two people have started to be fettered, their strengths have also begun to blend, and some memories are gradually shared.

Naturally, there is no guarantee that her nature will infect him.

If there were a few times before, it was just the dark side of his character.

So this time, it can be said that his character has begun to be influenced by her, going in a bad direction.

This is not a good sign.

At least, for a god who will ascend to the throne in the future, he must not be influenced by himself.

She is Bianhua, bloodthirsty is her nature, and blood on her hands is her destiny.

She can grow up in the dark hell all her life, she can be covered in filth, or she can become a lunatic who can only kill.

But he can't.

If he was influenced by her, the originally dark part of his heart would be infinitely magnified.

Once the holy and benevolent god falls into hell, once the pure white color is stained with filth, it will be beyond redemption and will be reviled by thousands of people.

How could she bear it, and how could she allow it?
Yun Si suddenly hugged him, buried her head in his arms, her tone softened,

"You promise me not to do those things again, okay?"

"No matter what excuse you use, I don't care if you are mentally ill or not. I beg you, don't do it again, okay?"

She would rather have blood on her hands, would rather become a lunatic and bear heinous crimes, than watch him being influenced by her step by step, and then degenerate.

That touch of whiteness, such a gentle and kind person, absolutely can't, and can't.

(End of this chapter)