Chapter 61: Desire for Slaughter

  "Welcome back, young master!"

  Fenhe saw Gaoxing return home, and with a heart full of joy, she went forward to welcome him. However, Gaoxing didn't even glance at her, and instead walked straight into the house, closing the door tightly behind him, leaving Fenhe outside.

  Fenhe was stunned at first, then tears fell down in distress. Her heart was also anxious and fearful as she said: "Young Master, what's wrong? Did Fenhe do something wrong?" Her voice choked with sobs, her small hands trembling as she tried to knock on the door, but didn't dare to for a long time.

  "Mind your own business, Fen He, and get out!" Delighted sat on the bed, her eyebrows tightly knitted together, feeling inexplicably annoyed in her heart, and a faintly bloodthirsty impulse surged up from the depths of her heart.

  "Master, are you alright?" Fenhe sent a breath and asked with some concern. In the days she took care of Gaoxing, she had gotten used to this young master's consistent, gentle and charming smile, and had never seen him without a smile on his face.

  "Get out! Don't bother me!" Seeing Fenhe chattering in front of the door, he was both delighted and annoyed in his heart, and involuntarily shouted coldly.

  Fen He's body trembled all over, her eyes, filled with tears, opened wide, biting her lips tightly, afraid that her voice would again provoke the young master's scolding. In her heart, she was extremely wronged and distressed, the cold and stern voice seemed to have pierced her heart, making her suffocate in pain.

  Pink lotus stood there. After silently shedding tears for a while, she quietly left, with only her eyes red and dull, the appearance of pear blossoms in the rain was especially pitiful, but fortunately couldn't be seen.

  Taking a deep breath, he forcibly drove out the annoyance in his heart, sat cross-legged on the bed, closed his eyes slightly, and began to cultivate the "Longevity Secret".

  Normally, excitement can quickly enter tranquility, but today for some reason, the mind is somewhat unsettled. Half an hour later, excitement calmed down and slowly started to circulate the true Qi of longevity.

  Gentle Longevity True Qi, under the joyful intention, slowly and steadily operates along the route of "Longevity Secret" in the meridians, gradually expanding itself, solidifying and opening up the joyful body.

  When the twinkling starlight filled the entire sky, it was already late at night, and Fen He couldn't help but feel worried. Her young master had been excited since returning to his room at noon and hadn't come out again, not even for meals or to use the restroom, making people think he was still normal.

  Fenhe really wanted to knock on the door and take a look, at that person who had occupied a large place in her heart for just over ten days. But Fenhe finally endured it, standing quietly five meters away from the door of Gaoxing's house, staring fixedly at the tightly closed door. Oblivious to the September night, the northern wind still carried a hint of coolness as it blew against her skin.

  The starry sky without the moon is still a bit dark, and human eyesight is still very low. As they say, "a dark night for murder" and "a windy day for arson". While Lotus was lost in thought, ten black shadows floated lightly but extremely quickly, taking advantage of the cover of darkness to approach the happy house.

  In the blink of an eye, the ten black shadows arrived behind Fenhe. Under the faint starlight, it could be vaguely seen that these ten people were wearing black clothes and masks, with only their hands and eyes exposed. The leader waved his hand, and everyone instantly stopped running, making almost no sound.

  Fenghe, who was lost in thought, suddenly felt a chill run down her spine and her scalp tingling. She couldn't help but wake up with a start and look back. However, she only saw a pair of slender hands before she could cry out in surprise. With lightning speed, the hands struck Fenghe's neck, and then she lost consciousness.

  Something so big happened outside, and Gaoxing didn't notice at all. For an elite dragon squad member who had received strict training, especially one with a unique skill like Gaoxing, this was fatal and unthinkable.

  However, at this time of excitement, he didn't have any energy to care about anything else, because something was wrong with his body.

  The true energy that was originally flowing steadily in the body suddenly accelerated its operation without any warning signs, like a runaway wild horse, getting faster and faster. He was shocked with excitement, but soon stabilized his mind, gathered all his spirit, and tried to restrain the raging true energy.

  However, what was shocking and exciting was that he had just restrained the Longevity True Qi with great effort, but suddenly a bloodthirsty impulse surged up from the bottom of his heart, and the desire to kill rushed into his mind. A spark can start a prairie fire, and that small sprout of desire instantly grew into a towering tree, and Gaoxing's tightly guarded heart suddenly appeared with large cracks, and the True Qi that had just calmed down was once again in turmoil.

  The raging true energy was like a bursting river, surging and rampaging through the excited meridians, crashing left and right, countless meridians were torn apart by this powerful, no longer gentle, unbridled true energy, the pain from all over the body made the excited face contort, and blood threads also slowly overflowed from the mouth and nose.

  However, happiness was nowhere to be found, his mind was filled with scenes of images that made it hard for him to gather his spirits.

  "I saved you, why did you do this?" He gazed at the dagger deeply lodged in his own abdomen, stained with fresh blood, and looked at the blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl standing before him, no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, with a face full of incredulity. His voice was tinged with desolation and sorrow.

  "Why? Because we are enemies, our countries are at odds, and my mission is to eliminate you!" said the blonde-haired, blue-eyed girl with a pretty, lovely face.

  The girl's voice was like a cold and sharp sword, deeply piercing the happy heart, making him painful to suffocation.

  "Hehe, is it just because of this?" Laughed with a mixture of excitement and despair.

  "Rest in peace, Gao. For the sake of the country's interests, you had to die. We are all just machines, nothing but machines!" The girl's voice was less icy and more sorrowful, her eyes filled with a hint of pity and a touch of envy.

  "Machine? Machine. Ah!" He muttered to himself excitedly for two sentences, then suddenly let out a loud roar, his body bursting forth with unparalleled momentum. In the girl's astonished gaze, the dagger that was originally on Xing Le's abdomen had changed positions and deeply pierced into the girl's heart.

  The girl's facial muscles twitched slightly, due to the pain, but her eyes held a smile of relief and comfort, "Gao, goodbye, I'm honored to die at your hands."

  Just as Gaoxing was about to say something, the girl's body suddenly shattered into pieces by a withered hand. The owner of that hand was an old Western man in a black suit, with a sinister face and a wicked grin, "Laughing Buddha, today is your day of death, ahahahaha!"

  "Laughing Buddha's magical hand, return my life to me!"

  "We're waiting for you in hell!"

  "You killed my husband, you killed my son, I want you torn into a thousand pieces!"

  In an instant, the happy body was surrounded by people, each with a ferocious and frightening face, baring their teeth and pouncing on Happy like madmen.

  Looking at the dense crowd, the white bones piled up underfoot, the laughing Buddha's hand was excited, and his heart couldn't help but feel some goosebumps. These faces seemed familiar, they were people who had died at his hands in the past, but for some reason, they suddenly reappeared again.

  "Looking for death!"

  Facing the people rushing towards him, he didn't have time to be happy, a brilliant and tragic smile appeared on his face, he quickly rushed into the crowd, his exquisite fighting skills were put to use, and in an instant, countless bloody storms were stirred up.

  He was excited, unaware of how long he had been killing, only knowing that the people in front of him kept falling down, but then different faces came rushing forward, wearing ancient soldier uniforms, holding long spears and halberds, glaring at Gaoxing with hatred, frantically shouting, desperately stabbing their blades towards Gaoxing.

  The prolonged slaughter had left his heart somewhat fatigued, but the endless enemies made him even more furious. His eyes grew colder, like a thousand-year-old ice that could freeze all things. His smile grew more sorrowful, like the compassionate Buddha who pitied all living beings.

  His hands moved even more swiftly, his methods even more ruthless and cruel. The desire for bloodshed and slaughter in his heart did not weaken with the fresh blood, but instead grew even more intense. The enemies before him fell like wheat being cut down, Happy's entire body was stained with fresh blood, his hair disheveled, as if he were a demon from hell.

  Finally, the last soldier's head was twisted off with a loud crack. He relaxed his hands, panting heavily, his eyes bloodshot and terrifying. The killing intent in his heart had not dissipated in the slightest, and he roared inwardly, yearning for more enemies to appear before him.

  "Ah!" A low, soft cry rose up, attracting excited glances.

  It seemed as if heaven had heard his joyful cry, and ten men in black appeared before him.