Deviant Immortal of Uncanny Dao

Hearing what Li Sui said, Li Huowang immediately asked again: Then why didn't you tell me before?

Dad, you didn't ask me, what should I say? We can't just chat about this topic when our family celebrates the New Year together, right?

Dad, why are you asking this? Could it be that you didn't know about this kind of thing in the past?

I know, of course I know. Li Huowang picked up the bitter tea and took another sip.

What I mean is that we can communicate more about some information about this world. After all, you have lived here for 160 years, so you must know more than me. There must be some things that I don't know.

Li Sui used seven or eight tentacles to hold the girl's head, and brought the girl's head to Li Huowang's arms to rub it gently.

Dad, actually I think it's better not to tell you. The more you know about some things, the more dangerous they are. It might be more comfortable to live in a muddle. Besides, dad is a spiritual person, and he is a master of cultivation.

Li Huowang stretched out his hand and gently touched the head in his arms and sighed softly. He knew the truth was this. Xuan Mi had said this before, but when he heard these words coming from Li Sui's mouth, he felt uncomfortable.

Li Huowang heard an unusually stern voice suddenly coming from his ears. Li Huowang, do you think this is really interesting?

Li Huowang closed his eyes and opened them again, staring blankly at the white energy-saving lamp above his head, paying no attention to the sounds outside the door.

I wore two straitjackets and was trapped, very trapped.

But this is only temporary. He has already won. Qingwang will come to save him soon.

Although he is missing an eye, it is worth paying the price of one eye to end this battle.

Everything is over. From now on, no one will monitor me anymore. From now on, I will no longer have to worry about those things hurting my family. I have finally gained true freedom and can finally take a breath.

Li Huowang! What are you thinking!! Don't pretend to be crazy for me! I'm here to cure this! I know better than you whether you are crazy or not! Yi Donglai's voice came from outside the house, his tone sounded a little indignant.

He naturally had reasons to be angry. Li Huowang's madness not only turned him into a joke. Everything he had worked hard for his thesis had completely turned into nothingness.

He didn't believe it. He had treated all kinds of patients, and even if they didn't recover, they could still be greatly improved. However, he was the first to stumble upon Li Huowang.

Li Huowang still stayed where he was, indifferent to Yi Donglai's voice.

Twenty minutes later, Yi Donglai finally left, and Li Huowang's dull eye blinked slightly.

After suppressing the deathly silence in the room and waiting for another half an hour, Li Huowang suddenly heard something, and he immediately started to squirm.

Li Huowang did not speak, but pursed his lips and quickly twisted his voice, leaning against the wall on the left.

Wearing a straitjacket, it was very difficult to move. After a while, Li Huowang began to sweat on his forehead, but he still did not stop.

Finally, when he came to the left wall, he pressed his ear hard against the soft leather wall, and vaguely heard a woman's voice.

He remembered this voice. It was the voice of Zhao Ting, the girl with depression who was in the same group as him.

Li...Wang, are you still there? The voice was noisy and hazy. After these days of training, Li Huowang could roughly guess what the other party meant.

With a smile on his face, Li Huowang nodded vigorously, I'm okay, everything is fine, it's just confinement. I've been in confinement before, this is nothing.

Soon another voice came over. This time the voice was that of an honest man. His stammering voice, combined with the isolation of the wall, made it impossible to understand what he was saying.

But that special voice made Li Huowang immediately understand that this person was the moderately mentally retarded person who was sent to the mental hospital. He had helped him before, and he still remembered his name, Gao Jinyun.

Then another voice came. With the two people in front of him, Li Huowang immediately guessed who the woman's voice was, that Zhang Shui'e who had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

These people were all in the same group as him at the beginning. Although he was mentally ill in the eyes of others, they were willing to contact him, which Li Huowang had to be very grateful for.

There are many people who are the icing on the cake, but there are really few people who are helping people in times of need.

Seeing that he had killed so many people, the people outside must have imagined that he was a madman who killed people at will without any sense.

After briefly greeting them through the wall, Li Huowang heard Zhao Ting's voice again. Let... we will save you.

Hearing this, Li Huowang's heart suddenly condensed. Zhao Ting's words today seemed to sound different from before. He asked tentatively: Did Qing Wang come to contact you?

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Hearing this, Li Huowang's heart suddenly sank, and he said with a very serious expression: Go back and tell Qing Wanglai and let him think of other ways! Don't involve other people!

Li Huowang really wanted to get out, but he didn't want anyone else to take the blame for his escape, let alone someone he knew.

They are all mentally ill, and it is no longer easy for everyone. The safest choice for them is to treat their illnesses safely and spend this ignorant life in peace.

If they were involved in Siming's fight, God knows what would happen.

And he has not forgotten Qing Wanglai's character. When faced with useless tools, he will only do the best solution.

Without me... we were... chatting. Zhao Ting's voice weakened, and Li Huowang still couldn't hear clearly no matter how he changed his angle.

What did you say? Suddenly Li Huowang fell to the ground and stopped moving.

The next second he finished these things, the door of the suppression room was pushed open from the outside. It was Yi Donglai wearing a white medical robe.

Who were you talking to just now? Yi Donglai asked, but Li Huowang did not answer.

After a while, Li Huowang saw Yi Donglai's leather shoes appearing in front of him.

Then he saw Yi Donglai reaching out to pull the straps on his restraints and dragging himself outside.

Come on! Look! Open your remaining eye and take a good look!

He dragged Li Huowang to the outside of the left wall. There was only one wall over there, and there was not a single person outside.

Did you see that? There is no one near the suppression room! It's all your hallucination! Li Huowang! You are sick!

Li Huowang opened his mouth and finally spoke the first words he communicated with Yi Donglai in a very calm tone. No, I'm not sick, I just found the truth about the world.