Qin Jue turned off the camera and put it aside.

She sat at the desk, looking ahead with her back straight, like every time she was in a combat base. But in comparison, her eyes were distant and cold at this time, and a faint coldness that she had experienced all the world and had experienced vicissitudes of life, as if she was about to disappear in the next second.

"Babe..." Senran called her on her phone.

Qin Jueqing breathed a sigh of relief and returned to normal.

"How is it, your acting skills are pretty good, right?" she smiled.

Mori Ran asked in a low voice after a while:

"Is it really acting?"

Qin Jue closed his eyes and said nothing.

In some things, people should not have hope. Even hope will never come out of thin air. First of all, there must be a cluster of small flames to burn.

She calmed down a little and was about to reply with a smile, but she shook suddenly and her expression changed.

It's that familiar desire to kill!

It suddenly came even more violently, covering Qin Jue's consciousness in an instant and blocking her thinking.

Qin Jue suddenly pressed one hand against a corner of the desk and covered her chest with the other hand. She lowered her head and gasped. A piece of forearm was filled with forceful and bulging blue veins, but she couldn't stop this desire!

Want to kill someone.

Want to hear the screams of the weak.

Want to be surrounded by the gushing blood.

Qin Juedong slammed his head on the table, pressed the fingers on his chest and bent them, and clenched them into the skin. However, the strong beating of his heart could not stop, and a very tempting pain continued to burst out, which was like a drug addiction.

Damn it...

Qin Jue's pupils were covered with a terrifying blood red. Her suppression over the past few days has indeed backfired!

Her senses became extremely sharp at this moment. Through the two doors, she heard Jiang Qiuyue's sob. It was the breathing of a living person, the fresh life, and she really wanted to tear her into half.

A bang!

The corner of the table was broken by Qin Jue!

A sharp and terrifying hissing sound was squeezed from her throat, and she held the corner of the table covered with irregular wooden thorns in her palm with her back hand!

Blood oozed out, and pain came from the palm of your hand, but still couldn't resist the bloodthirsty urge!

Want to kill Jiang Qiuyue—

Can't kill!

Want to tear her apart and break her bones-

Can't kill!

Want to tear her skin into pieces-

Can't kill!

Qin Jue used force again, holding the wooden thorn deeper.

“…Aran!”

Qin Jue said another sound, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his throat was extremely dry, like two pieces of sandpaper rubbing against each other.

She took a deep breath and stood up, regardless of the chair being taken back, rushed into the bathroom in three or two steps.

"Send me the strength of the soul!"

"receive!"

Sen Ran's voice was filled with a little crying voice. Before she could finish her voice, a huge pain came down from Qin Jue's eyebrows!

pain!

The body seemed to be split in half from the skull cavity, and each pore had the illusion of blood coming outward. The organs became dough and were grabbed and pinched into various shapes by several hands. The flow of blood was painful, and every time it was exchanged, a bloody scar was cut.

Qin Jue's back against the wall was convulsing, and after a while he collapsed on the ground, still trembling.

After a few minutes of suffering, her eyes returned to normal pupils. Her dry lips exhaled in a breath, and she collapsed in the corner of the wall, making a tired moan.

Fortunately, she still has this trump card.

Use poison to fight poison and relieve pain.

Qin Jue controlled his breathing frequency and calmed his high-frequency beating heart slowly.

She gritted her teeth from beginning to end. When she relaxed, her teeth were a little loose and her mouth was full of soreness and numbness.

"I've been working hard to digest it recently? My dad has spent a lot of pocket money on you."

Qin Jue smiled hoarsely, supported himself with one hand, and then pulled out the wooden block in the palm of his other hand.

The wooden block was very deep, and she used some effort to pull it out, bringing out a large piece of flesh and blood.

This body's pain is not good.

She still has time to think about this.

I don’t know if it was because of Qin Jingsheng’s domestic violence or genetic optimization, but her body’s feedback on the pain was very weak. It was a good thing in normal times, but it seemed useless at this time.

"Dad, do you want to optimize it again to treat your injuries?" Sen Ran did not answer Qin Jue's previous question and asked with a sniff.

Her little tits are crying, pitiful and cute.

"What a big deal." Qin Jue smiled, "It's a waste to have two gene optimization intervals so short."

She put the video on her medical box on her desk when she was filming the video. At this time, she had to stand up and walk out of the bathroom to look for it.

Before leaving, Qin Jue unscrewed the showerhead, and her palm that had a wooden block flowed a small pool of blood on the ground, and it would not be cleaned for a while.

A few drops of blood were spilled intermittently from the way from the bathroom to the desk, but Qin Jue ignored it. She picked up the chair and put it down again, sat down with one hand, and treated the wound. The bandage was specially thickened a few times, and tied it tightly with her teeth.

In a bad condition.

Qin Jue was covered in cold sweat from pain, and it was uncomfortable to stick to his body when he was walking.

The conversation with Jiang Qiuyue had already made her mood relax. With the sadistic sing, the pain in her body was indifferent, and the fatigue in her heart was inevitable.

She thought she could have a good chat with Jiang Qiuyue, but she was still too naive.

When people returned to a harmonious society from the end of the world, they first met Qi Qingyuan and Zhang Ming, and then received a lot of positive feedback from Cen Yi and Jiang Shuming, which made her a little bit unrestrained.

How cruel is this family? How morbid is her living environment? She doesn’t know what she thinks?

Qin Jue wanted to laugh again.

Jiang Qiuyue has an obsession that changes her, and she also has an obsession that changes Jiang Qiuyue’s obsession.

Why bother, here are the layers of dolls.

If you are calculating about this with Jiang Qiuyue, you won’t be able to make any mistakes.

Qin Jue took a break for about five minutes before getting up to deal with the blood on the ground. As soon as he got up, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the luggage bag that had opened his mouth by the bed.

A book is lying quietly, wrapped in the outer cover, and a line of words is written in hand: The actor's self-cultivation.

Qin Jue's eyes stayed on it for two seconds, then moved away, went to the bathroom to take a towel and wipe the floor.

She was well prepared. She had some blood when she ran back secretly when she was hit by black fist. She bought a detergent for this, but she was not worried about being discovered by Jiang Qiuyue.

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After dealing with the blood, he avoided the wound and took a shower. When he came out, Qin Jue removed the bandage. Although the flesh had not yet grown, the blood had stopped automatically.

"A Ran, let your mother know. By the way, book a ticket to Shencheng, it's the closest."

"Eh? OK!"

Mori Ranmoto was a little unhappy and cheered up when he heard something was going to do.

"Send a message to Jiang Qiuyue tomorrow morning, saying that there are some things related to Shen School in the high school, and the teacher asked me to come over."

"good--"

Mori Ran had obviously been holding it in a long time since she learned about her mother's news, and she disappeared after responding happily.

Qin Jue took out the book given by Cen Yi, and she wanted to go back and read it, intending to take the book on the way.

It was obvious that less than a week had passed, but the crew was more like home than home.

She made some basic inferences based on Cheng Zheng's experience that this desire to kill is more like a demon in the heart, a sequelae of the battlefield, and a problem that both of them have to face when they have memories of the end of the world.

Her dog threw herself into a prison for death row for several years. Although it was a solution, it was not suitable for her now in all aspects.

Moreover, Qin Jue also discovered that for her, this impulse of abuse was not only related to her instinct deep in her soul, but also to her own emotions.

Whether facing Qin Jingsheng or Jiang Qiuyue, once her emotions fluctuate, her bloodthirsty desire will take the opportunity to emerge from these irritability and displeasures and try to manipulate her rationality.

Qin Jue needs some sense of belonging when his family is in such a situation and his relatives, friends and companions are not around.

Even if you don’t have it, you have to find something to do and focus on it.

After analyzing so much as he pretended to be calm, Qin Jue shook his head mockingly.
To be continued...