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Chapter 222 So, who exactly hates you so much?

As soon as the woman finished speaking, the scene in front of her changed again.

The courtyard with its deep green eaves and a tall locust tree in the corner was both familiar and unfamiliar, and Chu Jiang's heart skipped a beat.

Sure enough, the next moment a familiar figure walked towards him with a sweet smile: "Ling Xiao..."

He reached out his hand to her: "Sang Sang,"

The girl paused, a look of surprise and confusion flashing in her eyes. A cold sword blade pierced through her chest, and blood bloomed on her clothes.

"Sang Sang!" His expression changed drastically, and he practically ran over.

As expected, the number of screens monitoring emotions skyrocketed.

"The Qin woman is a bewitching demon who has brought ruin to the lord; she is of immoral character. Your subordinates are ordered to kill her!"

The sudden appearance of the Crown Prince's personal guards, fully armed and in good condition, clearly indicated whose orders they were on.

As the girl's body gradually lost its warmth, the expression on the man's face could no longer be described as terrifying.

Someone tried to drag the corpse, but before they could even touch it, their long knife was snatched from their hand, and then the knife fell swiftly and cleanly, killing them instantly.

The surrounding soldiers were equally shocked by what they saw, and they rushed forward to surround him, urging him to give up resistance and let them take him away.

Chu Jiang's eyes were already bloodshot. He shielded the girl, whose fate was unknown, with one hand, and got up to walk outside.

Anyone who gets close to block the way, kill them on sight.

In the blink of an eye, the once quiet courtyard was transformed into a blood-soaked path littered with corpses.

"I say it again, get out of the way!"

Looking at Ye Fan blocking his way, he suppressed his killing intent in a deep voice, forgetting that this was just a simulation, and only wanted to take people out to treat them.

"Please cooperate, Your Highness..."

"roll!"

With a roar, the man unleashed a chilling blade aimed at Ye Fan's chest. Ye Fan blocked the attack with the back of the blade and then kicked him.

"puff……"

Ye Fan spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying.

Without even looking, he picked the person up and rushed out of the courtyard.

The moment he stepped outside, everything around him vanished, even the girl he was holding disappeared like air.

He remained in the same posture, and even the ferocity in his eyes had not faded.

"The second hurdle has been overcome."

A familiar female voice rang out, and he belatedly looked up, meeting a pair of calm and gentle eyes.

"you……"

"Seventh Brother, what are you doing? Drinking?"

Chu Jiang had only uttered one word when the surrounding environment had already changed.

He was seated at the palace banquet without anyone noticing, where dancers gracefully performed and officials clinked glasses around the table.

Beside him sat the Ninth Prince, dressed in a red robe embroidered with gold and dragon patterns, his fair and handsome face flushed red from drinking wine.

He himself held a thin-walled wine cup in his hand, the wine flowing like a ribbon.

Chu Jiang glanced around at his surroundings, his brows furrowed, as if he were puzzled by something.

As the crisp, mellow liquor went down his throat, he relaxed for a moment, and the fierceness in his eyes seemed to dissipate somewhat.

"Seventh Brother, look, who is the Crown Prince talking to?"

He looked up at the sound and saw a young man in a bright yellow prince's robe standing out conspicuously near the main seat. As if sensing something, the young man who was speaking turned his head...

Just as Chu Jiang was about to see him clearly, his vision suddenly blurred, and the magnificent hall distorted into various colored blocks.

The clamor of voices and the melodious music intertwined, transforming into fine needles that pierced his mind.

pain,
It hurts.

"boom--"

He overturned the table and stood up without anyone noticing, gripping his long sword and slashing fiercely at the twisted shadow.

kill!
I'll kill you all!
Kill them all!
Terrified screams and cries echoed in his mind, but he only remembered that he was going to kill someone.

It's unclear whose blood it was.
It flowed down to the ground in a long stretch...

sticky

fishy smell

It's nauseating and infuriating...

Headache,

My head really hurts.

A sigh seemed to come from afar: "Third level, failed."

As the woman's voice disappeared, it was as if a gentle power was injected into his body, and his manic and frenzied emotions were soothed by an invisible hand.

Those noisy and mournful sounds also disappeared from my mind.

Gradually, he calmed down, and the lost examples began to come back.

The moment my rationality returned, a deep weariness also washed over me at the same time.

He stood there, panting heavily, his hands still loosely clenched as if holding a knife hilt.

His eyes were so empty and desperate, and his whole body was filled with an aura of utter despair.

Uncontrollable

As expected, I still couldn't control it.

He's a madman, a monster, an incurable demon.

That woman was right; he shouldn't have been born, he shouldn't have lived.

He should die!

A person like him...

"Why are you like this? Are you very sad?"

A questioning female voice rang out, rousing the man from his lost rationality.

Chu Jiang raised his head, the sorrow in his eyes still lingering, and glared at the girl because of her words.

Dr. Su didn't take it to heart and said gently, "You performed very well in the first two rounds, which shows that you have a certain ability to control your emotions. With some practice, you will definitely be able to..."

"Ah,"

The man interrupted her with a cold laugh, his eyes and gestures clearly showing his disbelief.

"I have absolutely no control over it." His voice was incredibly hoarse.

The urge to kill can come on its own, as if a demon dwells in one's heart, ready to draw blood the moment it appears.

His self-control was a joke in the face of that "devil"; he was nothing more than a puppet controlled by it.

Everyone who encounters him is destined for tragedy.

"is it?"

The woman in front of him seemed to smile, then suddenly raised her hand and tossed something to him: "Smell it."

Chu Jiang took it; it was a white powder in a glass bottle.

He had no doubts and bent down to smell it.

1, 2, 3...

Qin Su counted in her mind, and sure enough, when she counted to "3", the man who had just been self-loathing changed his expression.

His brow furrowed, as if his headache was starting again.

"Boom~"

The glass bottle fell from his hand.

His gaze changed as well, the world before him began to distort and warp, and the murderous intent that had just subsided in his heart was awakened once again.

血、

So much blood

he thinks……

"Wow..."

A large basin of ice water fell from the sky, carrying a strong scent of crabapple blossoms, instantly waking him up.

"What happened? What did you do?"

He raised his hand and wiped the water from his face. His features became even more intense and three-dimensional after being wet, captivating and mesmerizing.

If only your eyes weren't so fierce.

Qin Su smiled, bent down to pick up the glass bottle, and shook it at him: "Haven't you noticed the problem yet?"

She smiled, her voice gentle but her tone firm: "The effects of medication are greater on you than the stimulation of the scene."

Chu Jiang was on edge and didn't immediately understand the woman's meaning: "What do you mean?"

Qin Su: "What I mean is, there's a 70% chance that your illness was caused by someone drugging and inducing you. But this isn't a drug rehabilitation center, nor do I handle detective work. So if you want to know the truth, you'll have to investigate it yourself."

For reasons unknown, she added nonchalantly, "So, who exactly hates you so much?"