The blood of hearts washed the city of the sky. On a rainy night, he turned the place above the sky, which was praised by the Holy See as a pure land, into a hell for this group of people.
After three days of heavy rain, the blood on the island was washed away.
But he did not kill this group of men, he reaped the pain of this group of people in a more chilling way
He turned the Sky City into a trial court, a trial court that only judges men. Everyone with fixed coordinates on the sky island can sue the men who have been on the island, and these men must go to the island to be tried. , Accept sanctions and accept the punishment requested by the other party.
Otherwise, there are more terrible things waiting for you. Some of the hearts are the means to torture them.
In the four years after that, the city of the sky became the island of judgment of hearts. He completely controlled the island, and the people on that island fiercely tried the men who had gone to the island. Arranged by Hearts, he left from that island and started a new life of his own.
In the end, the city of the sky became an island again, with only hearts left on it, and the men who were dying after being judged.
Hearts still didn't let them go. He seemed to have an endless hatred in his heart. As long as he wanted to, even if he was left alone, he could open a trial court and call these men one by one to the island for trial.
No man dared to defy him. Everyone called him the queen in private. A terrifying queen who would torture them and make them suffer. He was like a Dakmus hanging high above everyone's head. The sword makes everyone live in fear of him, dare not act rashly, dare not do it again, dare not remember what they did in the first place.
In the past four years, with the help of the people on the island, Hongtao has extended his hand from the Sky City to the Holy See. He began to try to control the development of the Holy See. Any man who enters the Holy See is strictly prohibited from contacting women, otherwise he will be raptured. Go to the Sky City Trial Court to be tried by him.
The Holy See survived under the pressure of hearts. Everyone dared not say anything in public, but in private they were resentful.
"A guy in a woman's skin." The bishop said with a sip of wine.
After being cut from the bottom of the heart four years ago, he was very old and his face was full of wrinkles, which made him look even more sinister. He said sternly: "Trying to control the Holy See."
"God will punish him severely!"
"But at least not today." Quan Zhendong looked at the bishop sympathetically. He couldn't help but said with some fear, "He let you go to the island again tonight."
The bishop began to tremble at the thought of this, and he barely maintained his composure: "What other tricks can he have?"
Quan Zhendong reminded him in a low voice, "Such as putting fireworks into your ass like last time? You lie down in the hospital for two months."
When the bishop heard this silence, he collapsed. He suddenly stood up in the tavern: "I don't want to go to the island! Kill me! I don't want to see him!"
Four years ago, he had never thought that going to the island was such a frightening thing for him.
"Suicide is a sin." Quan Zhendong can only offer comfort, "He won't be so excessive all the time."
It turns out that Quan Zhendong was wrong. He saw the bishop lying dying on the hospital bed looking at him. The bishop's eyes were full of tears, and his tone even held his hand in a choked voice: "He, he Keep me and the horse in heat..."
"That thing has, it has..."
The female doctor next to him pushed his glasses, and explained emotionally: "We cut off his intestine about 40 centimeters. In the future, he should not eat too much. It will be easier to prolapse and fart. I hope you will pay attention."
"Okay, okay." Quan Zhendong nodded blankly. He looked at the bishop who was haggard on the hospital bed, curled up like the women who had been violated by them, and covered his face and wept bitterly. His mind was blank, with only one thought.
You can't let the hearts go on like this anymore.
They will all be played by him to death.
The Holy See quietly established a secondary island, and they held a meeting on that island.
"It can't go on like this anymore!" a priest said almost in horror, "you have all been ordered, and the next person on the island should be me!"
"It can't go on like this anymore!" The priest agreed, and he cried bitterly. "Every time he wears clothes to torture me, I have no way to contact women. I am afraid when I see women!"
"Me too!"
"Me too. A woman came to me to pray. I couldn't help but yell when she touched my hand. I'm still scared now."
"These sinful women!" A priest stood viciously and smashed the table with his fist. He was accused by 17 women on the island. He was tried 17 times in accordance with the demands of these women, and now there is none. When he sat down, he talked about women with a deep hatred, "They are all terrible, and the witches who cruel us should go to hell!"
"But..." There were also priests who hesitated to question. He was mainly afraid of hearts. "I feel that they just want to retaliate. Maybe the trial is over and we will be fine."
"What is a tooth for a tooth!" The standing priest leaned on his waist and shouted, "We just did what we should do to them! Why do they give us a tooth for a tooth!"
The priest didn't react at once: "What should I do?"
"Yes." The standing priest said in a low voice, the prayers they were saying every day, "Did you forget what we say about women in our doctrine?"
"They should serve us, pray for us, sleep by our bed, contribute to the creation and continuation of mankind, and ease our desires. Otherwise, why make women?"
The priest emphasized: "It is stated in the doctrine that women are made by us men and are made to help us. We take everything for granted to them!"
"Of course I know this." The priest nodded in agreement with the other party, but soon, he asked a little hesitantly, "But hearts..."
"It's a man."
"According to the doctrine, isn't he supposed to do this for us for granted? Isn't it normal for him to give a tooth for a tooth?"
Everyone fell silent, and this sacred doctrine banner that had just been torn up seemed to be pierced in an instant.
"He has been secretly wearing his mother's clothes since he was a child, imitating his mother's behavior, and every day to dance those dances that only women can dance." Sitting in the corner, the bishop who had only been tried, dying, said in a gloomy tone. "He looks like a woman, speaks like a woman, and helps those arrogant women to punish us. Although he is gifted with a man's body, his heart is no doubt with a woman."
"He voluntarily went to the island to dance for us, and he danced so happily."
The bishop sarcastically said: "What is the difference between this and the evil witches in the doctrine who take the initiative to seduce men?"
"Even if he is a man? What if he is willing to fall into a woman, fall into a low-grade breed pinched by God to help us." The bishop slapped the wheelchair viciously, "Then I can't blame us for treating women. Treat him."
"What qualifications does he have for a tooth for a tooth, he deserves it!"
At the same time, the city of the sky is on.
Hearts don't always stay on the island alone. Those who have left the island resisted this place at first.
But after a long time, these people will come back to see the hearts that are still on the island.
Hearts will always open the door to everyone who leaves the island.
Tonight, it rained again outside the island, Heart opened the door and welcomed the people on the island in. Looking at these familiar people, he laughed: "Don't come over if you say it rains."
"I have something important to tell you today!" a girl said excitedly, and she subconsciously wanted to hold the hand of hearts.
The hearts were slammed away like an electric shock, but the moment he flicked away, he paused: "... I'm sorry."
Immediately afterwards, he turned his head and hurried to the bathroom: "I'll go to the bathroom."
The girl also stared blankly at the back of the red peach.
The woman next to him said sadly: "... Is he still unable to adapt to normal female touch?"
Hongtao almost ran into the bathroom, and then quickly locked the door. With a nearly rough force, he used a wire brush to scrub his right hand that was just touched by the girl until it was full. It was the bloodstain that stopped.
He put his hands on the edge of the sink and slowly raised his head to look at himself in the mirror.
The blood dripped from the tip of his right finger, dripped into the sink basin, and spread out in circles, smudging his purple eyes reflected on the water.
He is eighteen years old in the mirror. Although he is wearing a wig and carefully putting on makeup, his masculine characteristics become more and more obvious as he grows up.
Adam’s apple, broad shoulders and joints, and gradually tall stature, no matter how he tries to stop it, he feels like a terrifying man is slowly growing up in his body, to replace the female face he dressed up and become a real His.
He felt an unspeakable nausea, which was especially obvious when he accidentally touched the girls.
He will realize that no matter how he hides it, when he comes into contact with these girls, he will inevitably encounter these girls as a man.
Same as those beasts.
Hearts held the washbasin, uncontrollably nauseated to the point of retching.
He grew older, he understood more and more what was going on at the beginning, he knew more and more what she had gone through, and what kind of dance she was dancing under the gaze of those men.
He hated men more and more.
Hate these men's gaze on her, the coveting of her, the playing with her, the destruction of her.
But he turned out to have grown into a man.
He hates, fears, and can’t escape. He even wants to tear the shell. He has more than one time to inquire about sex reassignment surgery. He never shows off as a man in the game, and uses all means to disguise himself. There is no way. Control the moment when a woman approaches him, she has a great disgust with her own gender.
But every time he was going crazy, her voice would sound softly in his ears even though you were a boy.
But you are also pretty.
You are the most precious.
The smiling voice of that guest will also say that you have a beautiful soul and dance.
Hongtao was panting violently. He looked at his face in the mirror, his eyes were red, his breathing was short, and finally he stretched out his right hand uncontrollably and broke the mirror.
Why should he be a man! !
When Heart came out of the bathroom again, he stepped on high heels again and looked at himself very gracefully except for the bandaged right hand.
The girl looked at Heart's right hand. She paused for a long time and said, "I'm sorry."
"It's okay." Hongtao quickly changed the subject, and he leaned back on the sofa with a lazy smile, "Is there anything good to share with me, the old man from Sky Island?"
The girl was quickly amused by Heart's description of herself. She and the woman looked at each other, and then carefully said, "That's it."
"She is getting married."
The woman also looked at Hearts lightly, with something very hesitant in her eyes: "I want to tell you."
The smile on Hongtao's face completely disappeared. He looked at them with a stunned, empty, almost bewildered look, and repeated it lightly: "You... are getting married?"
He has the feeling of stepping on the air and falling off the island.
"You two are together now?" Hearts' hands were shaking, but he calmed down quickly and quickly, and laughed again. He blinked, "Bless you then."
The girl and the woman were silent for a while, then looked up at him: "No."
It took a long time for Hearts to ask hoarsely, "Why?"
"When I was on the island, I had a child named Phoebe. She was taken away by his father when she was born." The woman laughed bitterly, "Now his ex-wife is dead, and he needs a beautiful girl. The woman was his next wife, so she came to me."
Hongtao said without hesitation: "I can kill him for you."
"He is an arms dealer, and his power is far beyond your imagination. I don't want you to take this bitterness for me." The woman's smile became more bitter, "and he has very strict control and training of his children, his ex-wife's child Daniel I was almost killed by him. If I were not Phoebe's nominal mother, Phoebe would be an illegitimate child, and she would have a hard time."
"I don't want her to be the next business card, do you understand?"
"I can raise her." Red Tao replied without any hesitation. He looked at the woman, almost proving himself in an eager tone, "I can take her to the island."
She asked softly: "What then? She will leave this island one day after all. The world is full of her father's influence, just like the Holy See, she can't be on this island all her life."
"You are still fighting with the Holy See. You have no energy and ability. If you take over such a big trouble, you will get burnt."
Hearts stopped.
"I won't be able to come to the island to see you in the future." The woman looked at Hongtao with nostalgia and reluctance. "You are fine."
She stretched out her hand to pat the shoulder of Heart who was still sitting there, but in the end she just stopped empty, then turned and left.
They left again.
Hongtao maintained that posture silently, sitting motionless, until a man wearing a mask and cloak with a black whip knocked on the door of his island.
"Hello." The uninvited guest who came to the rainy night said with a smile, "It seems that the island has now changed its owner?"
Hongtao raised his head abruptly, and he stood up.
At the same time, Vice Island.
The priests said sadly: "No, now the Queen's power is too great, and it's getting bigger and bigger. He even started to control the minerals. We can't match her!"
"It's not necessarily." The bishop in the wheelchair groaned viciously, and stood up while holding the wheelchair. "Everyone, come here!"
"In this peaceful environment, we really cannot gain an advantage over the queen."
"But!" The bishop's gaze was so sinister, "When the people are in distress and they have nowhere to ask for help, they will definitely come to seek our asylum in the chaos!"
The priests' faces faintly moved: "Your Excellency, you are right, but there is no suffering now..."
"If there is no suffering, create suffering." The bishop smiled arrogantly. He folded his tangerine peel-like old hands in front of his abdomen, his eyes sullenly like a poisonous snake, "God will bring suffering to test the world, why can't we?"
"Suffering suffering?!" A priest asked in incredible surprise, "What kind of suffering is that?"
The bishop's eyes swept casually on the newspaper on the fence next to him. The headline of industrial development caused water pollution and the increasing smile attracted his attention. He narrowed his eyes and laughed: "God has flooded the world and washed the world. ."
"Then let's lower the water pollution."
On the Sky City.
"Why are you here again." Hearts looked at the opposite guest incredulously. "Didn't you say you will never come again?"
"Because someone called me again this time." This time there was a distinctly happy voice in the guest's voice, which was different from last time. This time he came here obviously happily, "I'm very happy."
"On the way back to my temple, I found that the island has changed. Come up and have a look and find that you have become the new owner."
The guest praised: "You have arranged this island beautifully, and I can smell pain everywhere."
There are trial courts all over the island, and there is no place that hasn't been used to try that group of men.
After Hongtao listened, she lowered her trembling eyes, and replied reservedly: "Thank you for the compliment."
"You look..." The guest seemed to be looking at him, and his voice paused slightly, "It seems that it has changed quite a bit from before."
Hong Tao's fingers tightened in an instant, and his voice tightly asked: "Is it more like a man, isn't it?"
"It's not. I think it's hard for you to see your appearance. You usually look at your soul." The guest laughed, "Your soul seems to have suffered more pain than before."
"What are you suffering?"
Heart was quiet for a long time. He slowly raised his head, took a deep breath, and said, "I am in pain, I am not strong enough."
"I thought it was enough for me to become the master of this island, but I found that no matter where I put them in any place in this world, those people"
Hongtao's eyes grew grimly uncontrollably, and his purple eyes lit up like a reflective sword, killing Ling Ran:
"Those men are still making islands with their dirty desires, trapping them!"
"Then do you want to continue to be stronger?" The guest seemed to have heard some interesting answer. He opened his hands slightly and asked, "Thank you for being with me tonight and sharing my rare pleasure. I can tell you how. To become stronger."
Hearts breathed for a moment, he raised his eyes and stared at the man: "What to do?"
"No matter how strong you are, your strength alone is always weak." The guest smiled and said to him, "Go to form a guild, to participate in a league, and to domesticate the members of these guilds like the Holy See domesticated you, let them Become your believer and do things for you."
"When you have god-level faith and power, you can do anything."
Hearts asked softly: "Including killing any men?"
"Including killing any man." The guest laughed, "Including killing me."
The heart of hearts seemed to be hit out of the emotions by this sentence. He looked at each other inconceivably, and subconsciously retorted: "I won't kill you."
"My identity in this world is also a man. You can kill me." The guest seemed to think his answer was very interesting. He placed a fist with one hand on the handle of the chair, lightly pressed his crooked head, and said with a smile. "I don't hate your aggressiveness, on the contrary, I appreciate your thoughts very much."
"If you can really kill me, I might fall in love with you before I die."
The guest smiled and said to him: "From your attitude, you should like me? Are you not moved by this proposal?"
Heart beats uncontrollably, his pretending to be calm and self-assured after this person went to the island was completely broken by this sentence, and his head was dizzy for a moment.
"I didn't..." He opened his lips pale, his expression almost at a loss, "I just..."
"Don't you like me?" The guest asked with a chuckle, "Then why do you hate men so much and still let me go to the island?"
Hong Tao couldn't make a sound for a moment, and his head was completely blank.
Except for the trial of those men, he hasn't let a man go to the island for four years.
"I won't force you to kill me, but your soul is so valuable... I'm sorry to propose something that makes you unhappy." The guest seemed a little regretful, but soon he laughed again, "But it doesn't matter. , The most likely person in this world to kill me is about to enter the game."
"I will die in his hands soon."
The guest laughed from the bottom of his heart: "I am here today to share this good news with you."
"What?" Hongtao's mind really stopped completely, and now his expression was a little blank, "Who are you going to kill by?"
"Do you remember the child I asked you to play four years ago?" The guest smiled and said, "The child who gave him his soul is eighteen years old. He just called me in a lake."
"It's really incredible. Although this kid didn't enter the game, his soul texture is more and more exciting. If he enters the game, he will grow up to the point where it can kill me quickly."
When the guest spoke, he rarely got emotional, and he sighed: "Unfortunately he refused my invitation to let him enter the game."
Hearts was almost unable to think about these things this person said, but when he heard the ending, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and then asked: "Then you won't be killed?"
"Of course not." The guest smiled slowly, "He is going to enter the game someday, and he is going to kill me."
"This is his destined destiny, and we are also destined enemies."
The guest joked humorously: "After all, I am the ultimate villain in his story. The day he kills me will eventually come."
"Why..." The Heart asked in a trembling voice, "Why do you have to be killed?"
The guest looked at Hearts, and Hearts felt the other person’s eyes as if looking at the characters on the TV show, and then the guest smiled: “Because it’s funny, isn’t it?”
"You seem sad." The guest asked softly, "I would also like to ask you to play a person for me. If it is not suitable, then I will leave tonight."
"If I were killed, this would be the last time I saw you."
The guest got up and leaned slightly to say goodbye: "It's a pleasure to see you tonight."
Hongtao raised his head suddenly, with tears still in his eyes, he replied vigorously: "I am not sad, I will act!"
"Then please." The guest took out a school uniform and handed it to Hearts, then took out a pair of contact lenses, and softly explained, "He is relatively cold."
Hongtao took a deep breath. He took the clothes and went to the bathroom to change them.
When he walked in front of the guests in his school uniform, the guests said in a voice full of admiration: "I can't believe you haven't seen him. You imitated it very much."
"Except for the eyes."
"Oh, yes, I forgot to bring you black invisible eyes."
There was a black meal in the heart of hearts, isn't it silver blue
"But besides the color, there are other differences." The guest looked at Hongtao thoughtfully, staring into his eyes, "That kid wouldn't look at me like that."
"He hates me."
"you like me."
The guest smiled and said, as polite as he was talking to a character in a game: "Could you please change your favorite look? It's not like that kid."
Hongtao's back trembled, he clenched his fist, took a deep breath, and looked up again, staring at the guest in the chair.
The guest finally smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, that's the look in the eyes."
"This look is going to kill me."
Hongtao seemed to realize something, and slowly and hoarsely said: "The kid I imitated... Isn't the kid i imitated last time?"
"Not the one last time." The guest said with a smile, "It's the one that is going to kill me this time."
"Why..." Heart's voice was full of emotions, and he tried to control himself and asked calmly, "Why let me imitate and kill your child?"
"Why?" The guest looked at Hearts with some enlightenment, and then replied slightly distressed, "Because I really want to die, but that kid doesn't want to kill me now."
"I want to find you who are good at imitating, play him first, and simulate the process of killing me again."
The guest raised his head, he smiled: "Do you mind?"
Hongtao couldn't remember how he sent the guests away. He looked at the heavy rain outside the island in a daze, remembering the last conversation between them in his mind.
Will you appear in the game
I am everywhere, and games are my incarnation.
Can I find you in the game
sure.
How can I see you
To become number one in the league, I only meet the most valuable players.
…Who was the player who killed you
It’s me who has a soul.
What's your name
The guest was standing on the edge of the stormy island. His cloak was hunting in the wind, and his laughter was light and ethereal: "Name?"
"You can't call my real name, just call me code, you can call me spades."
Then he opened his arms and fell backwards, fell from the sky island, and disappeared into the boundless, turbulent waters.
Red Tao stood on the edge of the island, he stood silently, then turned back, his eyes resolutely boarded into the game.
He wants to win, he wants to be strong enough to win everyone, he wants to get first!
He wants to kill... the man who killed him!
Quan Zhendong, whose face is quite old, looked at the young queen in the photo with complicated eyes. He shook his head and ended his memories. Turning to the two eels in the tank, his eyes sank again.
They planned for six or seven years, only under the pressure of the queen, dormant until the Holy See can rise again!
This rare opportunity can't be let go!
In the game, prepare the witch to sort the warehouse.
Bai Liu looked at the picture on the big screen, seemingly enlightened, without moving.
The heart of the witch, the core thing in this game is related to the trial. It is either in the saint’s body or in the saint’s son, and the saint’s son’s code name is the queen of hearts. It may be the login identity of Hearts.
That is to say, the key item of this game, the Heart of the Witch, does not rule out the possibility of being on the player.
After all, there is a little witch on their side, and it sounds like there is a witch's heart. This game may be a tower defense battle, competing with each other for the witch's heart in the opposing player's team.
The speakers on both sides of the warehouse play continuously in various languages:
Watch out for witches, report witches, witches are the source of sinners!
Once you find a witch invading, please report it to the Holy See immediately! Please do not contact any witches in private, otherwise they will be treated as witches' accomplices! Trial with the witch!
The security guards of the two Holy See next to him hugged his chest and chatted:
"Recently, the east is not peaceful. The witch-polluted area seems to have witches attacking the edge of the polluted area every day."
"It is said that there are witches who have entered the Holy See? What are they doing?"
"The Holy See is okay. It is said that some witches have mixed into the civilian areas, and many civilians have secretly helped witches smuggle from the polluted area in the east to the safe area in the west. I don't know what these civilians are thinking?! The Holy See is the protection. Are they good! They went to help the witch!"
"Yes, yes. Recently, all civilian areas have increased their patrols to prevent witches from smuggling. This has increased our workload."
"Let's be careful."
The two discussed walking in front of Bai Liu, and at the same time Bai Liu's ear moved, he tilted his head to look in the opposite direction.
"Bai Liu..." someone called him quietly and awkwardly, "Bai Liu, come here!"
Many tall women over there seem to be from farther countries.
The voice that called Bai Liu just now came from over there.
But there did not seem to be anyone wearing men's clothes, and it seemed that because of the local custom, they were all dressed in curvy dance skirts. Bai Liu's footsteps paused delicately, and he went over there.
Then…
Bai Liu looked up and calmly said, "Puff."
Mu Sicheng, who was wearing a tight-fitting attire and a wide skirt, could not catch his breath. When Bai Liu poofed, he was so angry that he grew out of his gall. He immediately caught Bai Liu’s head with a squeaky nest and dragged him to it. Aside: "What are you pouting! You pretended to be expressionless and you thought I didn't hear you smiling, did you? Ha!"
"You laugh a hammer! You can also wear women's clothing yourself!"
Bai Liu slowly moved his gaze away, not watching Mu Sicheng smeared her foundation, wiped his bloody face, calmly asked, "Where's Tang Er fight? He should have landed at the same place as you."
"I'm looking for him too." Mu Sicheng just wanted to scratch his head irritably, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was choked by tightening his chest, and almost backed it straight away, "Grass, this is too tight!"
"How do they wear these clothes for activities!"
Mu Sicheng couldn't help but looked at the group of women with awe: "It's amazing."
"Tang Er is even higher than me. He should be among those people." Mu Sicheng pointed, "Are we going to look for him?"
Bai Liu nodded, and they walked over together, but before they got even closer, they heard this group of tall women exclaiming around the tallest woman:
"You have big breasts! Can I touch it?"
"Your figure is also very strong! It feels all muscles!"
"You look healthy and strong. Where are you going to work?"
From a distance, Bai Liu saw Tang Erda's face tense to avoid these girls curiously touching his chest and back, and pretending to express his gratitude in a calm and serious manner, but in fact, his ears and nape were already red. It's over:
"Thank you for complimenting me... I have big breasts, but I can't touch them."
"I exercise more often, so the muscles are more obvious."
"I haven't figured out where to go yet."
Seeing Tang Erda, who was surrounded by the girls, cast desperate glances at them for help, the two of them slowly, from top to bottom, examined the white lace flower basket hat on Tang Er's head and flushed cheeks. The huge skirt on his body, and the upper body with a ditched chest.
Mu Sicheng: "Puff."
Bai Liu: "Puff."
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