บท 544: Spirit Piercer

Sitting in a corner.

Zheng Kexing's eyes were rolling.

In his ears, whispers were constantly muttering.

"Kill him..."

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!!!"

Countless mutters caused him to gradually lose his rationality.

He felt as if countless ants were gnawing at his flesh and blood.

Pain!

Itchiness!

His heart was like a void.

He had to find something to fill this void.

And the only thing that could fill this void.

Was to kill him!

Yes!

If he was killed, there would be no pain.

There would be no itchiness.

And there would be no pain!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

The whispers in his ears urged him.

His face began to twitch and twist.

His bones creaked.

So, he smiled.

His smile was extremely evil.

Like a lunatic in a mental hospital.

His eyeballs kept spinning in his eye sockets.

The whole world became blurry and twisted in his eyes.