The taboos in the Fate Skills are powers that cannot be used at will. It seems a bit strange to say this from the mouth of a great master who can challenge the saints. However, there are indeed this type of taboos in the Fate Skills."

On snowy nights, on such a cold and cold night, such a homeless house has become the dream residence of many homeless people. Qin Xuemei, who once found such a refuge in winter, was extremely frightened at this moment. If she had lost her place, wouldn't it be too unfair?

She held the torn bedding and curled up in the corner, and the door was constantly knocking and shouting came.

"Ugly woman, get out of here quickly, don't you come out, right?"

The other party began to kick the door violently, and the wire tied to the door bolt began to stir, as if it was about to fall off. Her eyes were flickering with fear, and her whole body trembled with fear. She whispered: "Please go quickly, go away quickly, don't even take my last shelter, please."

"Ah? What the hell is it? Open the door quickly, fuck, open the door quickly!" Hongyi Jin skilled.

A vague voice sounded, Qin Xuemei grabbed the bedding tightly, buried her head in the middle of the bedding, and suddenly shouted wildly: "Go away quickly, this is my place, I will not give it to you. I only have this little place, I only have this place!"

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open, and a drunk man who was not very tall appeared in front of the door. The strong wind blew the snowflakes into the room. The biting chill came. Qin Xuemei was shocked and looked up at the man in front of her. It was still too late? He still came in!

"Damn it, didn't you hear me?"

He reached out to grab Qin Xuemei wrapped in the quilt. Qin Xuemei resisted vigorously, but how could her strength push the man in front of her? She was grabbed by her hair and she was dragged out of the house crying.

"No, this is the house I found, she is mine!"

She shouted loudly, was thrown out of the house and rolled to the ground, leaving wounds on her face and arms.

"What's yours! I'm mys now. Get out of here, or you'll kill you."

The drunk man shouted, reached out and closed the door. Qin Xuemei rushed up and wanted to push the door open. The drunk man was finally annoyed and kicked Qin Xuemei away. She lay on the ground not far away, covered her lower abdomen with both hands, and her scattered hair fell all over the ground, tears flowed down, falling into the soil and disappearing.

In a single clothes, the snowy cold night, she roared in a low voice: "Don't take away my house, I'm just a place to accommodate me, why don't I have a place to accommodate me, why..."

"If you want, you can destroy the things that make you suffer, including people, and I think you should be able to make good use of it."

She remembered what the young man who spoke in the alley said with evil spirits.

"But, it takes a price to use this power, that is your life. When you use it for the first time, your life will only have ten days left. If you choose not to use it, then your life will continue like this. Should you wander in the hell of life that is worse than death, or choose to destroy those who hurt you, decide for yourself, and in ten days, the mark on your hand will disappear. You only have ten days..."

When the young man left, she hurriedly left, feeling very scared. The fear was deeper than ever before and when she encountered any situation.

At this moment, she knelt on the ground. On this cold night with snow, she stretched out her right hand. This was the hand held by the young man. When she spread her hands, a crystal white snowflake fell from the sky, just in time, and it fell into the palm of her hand, and then turned into water, and then became steam and spread in the air.

A triangle-like flame mark appeared in her palm. This was the ability she gained. Ten days to destroy all people and things that were unfair to her. Even if she could only live for ten days, it was enough!

She stood up, bent over with her back, and walked towards her house in a swaying step. The marks in her palms shone brightly, reflecting her haggard and pale face. Finally, she walked to the front of the house. The door was covered with a faint sound of drunkards snoring from inside.

She gently pushed open the door, and the drunk man was already asleep.

"After using it, you will have only ten days of life left."

The man's words were still wandering in his ears.

Qin Xuemei closed her eyes. Ten days were really enough for her!

"This is my house!"

She shouted, and the drunk man woke up in a daze. Seeing that Qin Xuemei in front of him had not left, she immediately roared: "Are you looking for death? Stinky ladies!"

Qin Xuemei clenched her right fist, suddenly grabbed the broken quilt on the ground, and shouted: "You are the one who wants to die, it's you!"

The bedding was suddenly lit, and then the flames suddenly burned. The drunk man ran out in shock. Qin Xuemei avoided, but saw the drunk man's whole body wrapped in flames, rushing out of the house, screaming and rolling in the snow, but the flames were strangely immortal, but they burned more and more vigorously.

She looked at the screaming drunk man in a daze. She killed someone! How could she kill someone?
Chapter completed!