Fall in love in supernatural games

Zhou Shitao's whole body was stiff, his lips were trembling uncontrollably, and it took him a while to say: "You, aren't you dead?"

Zhou Kuo curled his lips indifferently: "Yes, I am indeed dead, didn't you watch me die with your own eyes?"

"Have you forgotten?" Seeing Zhou Shitao's frightened face, he smiled happily.

Zhou Shitao shuddered when he heard the words, turned around and wanted to run away, but how could Zhou Kuo give him a chance to run away, snapped his fingers, and the floating death energy drifted towards Zhou Shitao like a flexible snake.

"Uh-poof-"

Zhou Shitao was tripped by the death energy and fell to the ground so hard that his old bones were about to fall apart.

Zhou Kuo glanced contemptuously at Zhou Shitao, who was lying on the ground and groaning, and turned his attention to Zhou Kuo who was trembling beside him. He walked lightly and took a few steps. Under Zhou Kuo's shocked eyes, he floated in the air.

Like a demon returning from hell, slowly drifting towards Zhou Kuo.

The Taoist priest who was entwined with death energy behind him opened his eyes wide, and the eyeballs protruded slightly because of fear, as if they were about to come out of the eye sockets.

The Taoist was afraid that Zhou Kuo would die in Zhou Kuo's hands. He was suffering all kinds of pain, but at this moment, he seemed to be unable to feel the pain, wriggling on the ground, begging for mercy, begging Zhou Kuo not to hurt Zhou Kuo in a low voice. include.

"Don't hurt him, I beg you! I can do whatever you want, I beg you don't hurt him, please—"

Hoarse, the mighty Taoist priest lowered his proud head and begged for the only blood in his life.

But after Zhou Kuo heard this, he smiled sarcastically, and said, "Your son's life is your life, so other people's lives are not your life?"

Then, at a speed invisible to the naked eye, he quickly floated in front of Zhou Kuo, spread his five fingers, grabbed Zhou Kuo by the collar, picked him up like a chicken, and threw him to the Taoist priest.

The painful voices from the mouths of the people around him sounded in the Taoist's ears, as if the god of death was warning him—your time of death has arrived.

Regardless of the pain in his body, the Taoist struggled to get up from the ground. Zhou Kuo watched his movements coldly, moved his fingers slightly, and loosened the dead air that imprisoned the Taoist.

Without the confinement of death qi, the Taoist priest was covered with bloodstains strangled by death qi, but he didn't care, knelt on the ground, lowered his posture, and begged Zhou Kuo to let his son go: "I beg you, I beg you to let him go, he doesn't know what I've done, if you want to kill me, come at me."

"I did all of this, it has nothing to do with him, please let him go, please..."

Zhou Kuo looked at the Taoist priest coldly.

Seeing Zhou Shitao's movements from the corner of the eye, an uncontrollable hostility suddenly rose in his heart.

——It is also a father who does a lot of evil, why can a Taoist priest humbly pray for his child, but Zhou Shitao easily ruined my life for the sake of glory and wealth?

This in the end is why?

Zhou Kuo thought of his whole life.

Then he laughed, a shrill laugh, carried far away by the wind.

When Zhou Kuo was less than one year old, Zhou Shitao and a Taoist priest switched identities.

When the little baby was still inseparable from its mother, Zhou Shitao gave the child he had so hard to get to a man full of evil for what the Taoist priest promised.

Doesn't he know what will happen to his child in the hands of Taoist priests?

Zhou Kuo, who was three or four years old, didn't know it, but Zhou Kuo now knew that the moment Zhou Shitao handed him over to the Taoist priest, he had assumed that he was dead.

And how could Zhou Shitao care about a "dead" child?

The Taoist originally didn't want to extract Zhou Kuo's fortune. In his opinion, his own fortune is strong enough, and there is no need to borrow a child's fortune.

So Zhou Kuo lived well in those few years. Although the Taoist priest treated him badly, he didn't treat him too harshly, but when the Taoist priest gave a practice to a family, he was backlashed and his fortune was low, and his nightmare began.

The Taoist priest is not a good person. For his own benefit, he can abuse the five-year-old Zhou Kuo without changing his face.

Taoist priests practice some harmful things, so extracting luck will naturally not be such a pleasant process.

The spells used by Taoist priests must be drawn purely when the person being drawn is in extreme pain or anger.

The former is easier to do than the latter. The Taoist locked Zhou Kuo in the room and tortured him in different ways in order to extract enough pure luck.

Day after day of torture made Zhou Kuo's health so poor that he almost hanged himself by medicine.

At this time, Zhou Shitao came to look for Taoist priests because of business difficulties. Zhou Shitao recognized Zhou Kuo who was imprisoned by chains at a glance.

But he didn't say anything, just took out the "gift" prepared for the Taoist priest, and asked the Taoist priest to solve his problem, and then he watched the Taoist priest pick up the whip and beat him hard.

Zhou Shitao frowned, but said nothing, watching the Taoist torture him coldly.

Later, after the two were drunk, Zhou Kuo heard their conversation, his heart was ashamed, he directly gave up the will to survive, and died in that cold midnight.

Until now, Zhou Kuo still remembers what they discussed at that time.

"What did he do wrong that you hit him like this?"

"I didn't do anything wrong, why, do you feel distressed?"

"Why do I feel bad? He is my son after all. I feel a little sorry for you beating him like this in front of his father."

"Hmph, I thought you thought he was dead when you gave him to me."

"That's true, but he didn't die after all."

"Of course he can't die. Do you know how lucky your son is?"

"How good is it?"

"Haha, I borrowed a little bit and killed the old man who had been against me. That old man could have decades more cultivation than me. How strong do you think his luck is?"

"Are you serious? Can I borrow it?"

"You, you can't, but I can use his luck to make your business stronger."

"Ha ha ha ha come, I wish all our wishes come true!"

"Hahahaha I thought you would be distressed, but I didn't expect you to say that, my heart is dark enough, I like it!"

"How is it possible! Since his fortune is so strong, what's wrong with me as his biological father and you as his adoptive father?"

He couldn't remember the rest.

The disappointment at that moment was enough to make him unforgettable.

His body, which was already terminally ill, gasped in anger, his eyes were open, and he couldn't breathe.

He died very unwillingly, with great resentment.

He became a ghost after death, he could have killed the Taoist priest and Zhou Shitao directly that night, but a monk who didn't know how to live or die appeared out of nowhere and wounded him.

After a night of fierce fighting, the Taoist priest and Zhou Shitao woke up the next day, and when they learned that he had turned into a ghost after death, they both looked terrified.

They thanked the monk and gave him many things, but the monk confiscated them and said that he had too much resentment and wanted to take him away.

Even if he turned into a ghost, the Taoist didn't want to hand him over.

So Zhou Shitao was asked to take him away as his biological father.

Then he was cast by Taoist priests and fell into the basement for many years, but he was unwilling to be trapped and had been looking for opportunities for so many years.

The Taoist priest is getting weaker and weaker, perhaps because he has done too many evil things and suffered retribution.

Trapped in the basement, Zhou Kuo learned that his younger brother was also killed by a Taoist priest and Zhou Shitao. In his rage, he destroyed most of the magic circle, and split half of his ghost energy into a black cat. his brother.

When he went, he ran into Zhou Shitao's family.

Zhou Shitao hugged Zhou Tian, ​​Mrs. Zhou led Zhou Kuo, the family was very harmonious.

He stood in the dark, watching this warm scene, there was no wavering in his heart, only disgust and ridicule.

Since you don't like us so much, why did you give birth to us and let us die in suffering? Is this what you hoped for?

He took a deep look, turned around and disappeared into the night.

Zhou Shitao locked the baby in a small courtyard. When he entered, he saw the wound on the baby's body and was furious.

He used the remaining ghost energy to heal the wound on the doll's body and awaken the doll's sanity.

Not enough ghost energy, Zhou Kuo came out from the body of the black cat, and a light black ghost figure floated in front of the doll.

The baby looked at the ghost in front of her in a daze, and asked stammeringly, "Who are you?"

Zhou Kuo rubbed the baby's face and said, "Don't be afraid, brother will protect you."

Wawa yelled Big Brother, hugged Zhou Kuo, and burst into tears of grievance.

Two ghosts who have suffered so much are licking each other's wounds in this courtyard that no one has stepped into.

Zhou Kuo took the doll away.

Zhou Shitao would look for the doll every once in a while. Zhou Kuo didn't want the doll to be hurt, but his ghostly aura was not enough to make a puppet that was not much different from the doll.

After the baby was summoned back by Zhou Shitao, every time he came back with wounds on his body, Zhou Kuo looked at those wounds and felt very distressed. He recklessly devoured other ghosts to improve his own ghost power.

When he has enough ghost power to make a perfect puppet, the doll won't have to go back and be persecuted by Zhou Shitao again.

Zhou Kuo didn't want the baby to stay in Zhou's house, so he thought of a way to take the baby out.

He found a secret method from a Taoist priest, trained a body for the doll, let him attach it, and sealed the ghost power of the doll, making him look like an ordinary child.

Zhou Kuo planned everything for the baby. After the baby was adopted by a family, he seldom went out and devoted himself to practicing in the basement.

He left a back trick on the doll to prevent the doll from being hurt by others.

Zhou Kuo has never felt the love of his parents, but he learned how to be a qualified brother from the doll.

Zhou Kuo floated in the air, watching them.

My heart is sighing.

——Baby, I'm sorry, my brother may not be able to fulfill the agreement with you.

Many years ago, when Zhou Kuo sent the baby away, the baby cried and refused to leave, so he made a promise with the baby.

After he finished his revenge, he went down the mountain to find the baby.

Only then did Wawa agree to come down sobbingly, and asked him to promise that he would often go down the mountain to see him.

Zhou Kuo agreed, and when he delivered the doll to the gate of the orphanage, he watched the doll being carried in, and he left after a long while.

When he returned to Zhou's house, he put the pinched puppet in the small courtyard, while he himself practiced hard, trying to get revenge and find the doll as soon as possible.

But now, Zhou Kuo had to miss the appointment.

The thunder is getting louder and louder, as if it will fall on the body in the next second.

Zhou Kuo's eyes were cold, the corners of his lips curled up mockingly, and his voice was as firm as ever: "Even if their souls are scattered, I will kill them!"

The author has something to say: Update in advance, and you have to go home by car after get off work at night. Have fun, babies O(≧▽≦)O

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