I was raised by the BOSS in the infinite copy

Fang Bing and the others were also looking at the surrounding environment. They appeared at the entrance of an alley in a bustling neighborhood, and there were only two or three people in the alley, leaning against the wall with skinny bones, sucking something in their mouths.

Outside the alley is a bustling and lively neighborhood. You can hear the cries of vendors and the whistle of vehicles. All kinds of sounds gather together to form a lively scene.

The connector waited for them to recover, then turned around and led them to a very narrow entrance in the alley. There was a small electronic screen for face recognition at the entrance. The connector stared at the screen for a while, and the red on the screen The light turned to green.

Then the iron gate of the entrance was retracted. The entrance was buried underground. Even after entering, one had to walk a long flight of stairs to reach the second door.

There was a person sitting behind the second door, and a small window was opened in the middle of the door. A pair of eyes were exposed in the darkness, and he shouted: "What's the matter?"

The connector person impatiently raised the tattoo on his arm and shook it at the small window: "You have no right to ask me, open the door quickly."

The person inside saw the tattoo clearly, and immediately shrank back. Not long after, there was a clicking sound from the iron door, and then someone pulled it open from inside.

There was that kind of lighting torch hanging on the wall, and through the dim light of the fire, it was a short man who could be seen pulling them away, with some sparse hair spread on the top of his head, showing patchy baldness.

He smiled flatteringly at the street people, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and there was a small four-corner stool beside him.

The connector gave him a contemptuous glance: "Get out of the way, don't get in the way!"

Then he turned his head and smiled flatteringly at Fang Bing, "I'm sorry, Boss Fang, after entering this entrance, we'll be there soon after walking a little further."

Fang Bing nodded expressionlessly, and didn't give the short man a look from the beginning to the end. Guiming's body seemed to be obediently following behind the team, without squinting, but his spirit had already wandered throughout the whole area. Above the city, overlooking all of this, the actions of Fang Bing and some people, as well as everything that happened on Dai Li's side, can be clearly seen under his gaze.

Even as long as he wants, he can switch various small windows at any time to watch the lives of everyone in the city. He, who used to have difficulty with one mind and two tasks, can now focus on countless tasks without feeling any discomfort.

Suddenly his inspiration moved slightly, he broke away from the state of aloofness, and moved his gaze to the short man.

He 'seeed' the bloodstain on the man's finger, which had become dry and black and solidified, and the original owner of the bloodstain made him a little concerned, and he realized that the owner of the bloodstain did not belong to this world.

Guiming, who was walking, suddenly stopped, turned his head slightly, and looked at the man who was still watching them with a flattering smile.

Perhaps feeling Guiming's sight, the man showed a little flustered look for a moment, and then he was quickly covered up by himself, and he smiled more humblely at Guiming.

In that greasy and disgusting voice: "Dear guest, do you have any doubts?"

The team in front stopped, and Fang Bing looked at Guiming. His originally indifferent face was almost out of control for a moment, so he could only force himself to calm down.

He didn't dare to give orders to Guiming, and he didn't dare to urge him. Who knows what the boss was going to do when he stopped suddenly? What if he was in a bad mood and turned everyone into paper?

Fortunately, he has always given people the impression that he is indifferent to everything and rarely talks harshly. Even if he doesn't say a word at this time, no one will feel that he is struggling in his heart and doesn't know how to act.

People on the street didn't know that Fang Bing was already preparing to clean up the guys.

He didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all, and only thought that the young man in Fang Bing's team was a little curious about the little gatekeeper.

After all, such an ugly guy is indeed relatively rare.

The connector came over with a smile, and said in that rare and strange tone: "This guy is not a monster caught from a dungeon." Apparently, this question has been asked more than once, and the connector has already subjectively thought that Guiming is just like those before. Curious newcomers alike.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Fang Bing's sake, he wouldn't have spoken so kindly to this young man.

But Fang Bing is indeed one of the few passers-by, with strong abilities, and a passer-by who takes every step more steadily, and his subordinates are extremely loyal to him, which is quite special.

"But it's almost the same. It's a match for those aborigines." The connector explained to Guiming with a smile, and then said to the short man with some disgust: "Little bastard, don't go far away!"

He didn't want these reckless young people to directly use this bastard as a tool to earn keys and points. After all, a good dog like this is more valuable alive.

Guiming has seen through this man's life at a glance, even if the connector doesn't explain, he has already 'saw' through the dried blood on the nails, the original owner of the blood - that is a crazy, disheveled woman, she was chained Tethered and locked in the dungeon, the condition of the dungeon is very poor, the railings of the original color of the railings cannot be seen due to dirt, and a thick layer of dirt has condensed on the tiles on the floor.

Not long after that, there were footsteps of people walking outside the railing. A man in uniform carried a bucket of water in his hand and tapped the railing with a baton, and the railing made a sound of metal impact: "Stinky bitch, what the hell are you doing?" It stinks...your son is here to see you!"

After he hurriedly finished speaking, he threw the dregs by the railing to make room, revealing the face of a short man.

The woman dragged the chain and crawled towards the bucket of water. There was a strange expression on the short man's face, as if he was smiling, but he couldn't feel any smile.

He opened his mouth gently: "Mom."

The woman who was about to put her hand into the hog bucket stopped, she raised her head to look at the little man, and then suddenly let out a violent scream.

She shook her head while trying to back off: "You are not my child, you are not, you go away, you go away!"

But she stopped walking backwards, and was grabbed by the short man's hair fiercely.

He said in a chilling voice: "Mom, look at me, I am your child."

"No!—" The woman started to go crazy, her head slammed against the railing, the blood left on her forehead flowed on the fingertips of the little man, and the man in uniform behind him stretched out his baton and pushed the little man to the ground. While going: "It's over, this woman can't die."

The short man was prostrate on the ground, his head was lowered, but his eyes were looking at the woman in the dungeon. No one knew what flashed in his eyes at that moment, but soon, he closed everything in his eyes and looked up again. At the beginning, he showed a flattering smile at the man in uniform: "I'm sorry, I'm a little excited."

"If you're like this, I won't let you in next time." The man in uniform warned the short man insincerely.

The short man bowed humbly: "Yes, yes."

In the darkest corner of the dungeon where the woman was terrified, she pricked up her ears to listen to the sounds outside.

A voice that only she could hear whispered: "No, no, you are not..."

Seeing the shrinking look of the short man, the man in uniform showed a slight disdain in his eyes.

But he didn't know that the fierce hatred hidden in the eyes of the little man was giving birth to a demon.

Guiming slightly raised his eyebrows with a little interest - that's why.

This world can't restrict him who is only half blood, or he didn't expect the malice in this man's heart to be so intense.

Although in the eyes of others, he is just a bastard who is looked down upon by others, but in the eyes of Guiming, this short man is hatching a cruel demon in his heart, and he is even about to hatch successfully. Open the last layer of restrictions, and the demon will come out of the cage and devour everything.

However, at this time, if it wasn't for the strange blood on his fingers, even Guiming wouldn't be able to find out his inappropriateness. After all, there is too much malice in this city, and the short man is really inconspicuous.

Gui Ming withdrew his gaze, and his mouth seemed to be responding to the connector's explanation, and said lightly: "Really?"

Then he turned his head with a look of disinterest and continued walking forward.

Fang Bing dropped his hands on his waist calmly, thinking that the boss was going to change his face, but it seemed that the boss just noticed the difference in that short man.

Thinking of the connector's explanation, the bastard born with the aborigines... Fang Bing can almost imagine what the situation of the aborigines would be like in this sinful city, or the fact is worse than he imagined.

His face looked even colder.

The connector thought it was because of his impatience, so he didn't dare to make any more noises, and just walked forward in silence.

The short man reappeared from the shadows after the group of people left, but at this moment, there was no trace of cowardice on his face, and the firelight reflected a gloomy feeling on his face.

He watched quietly until the crowd completely disappeared from his sight.

"Mom." He whispered with a very nasty emphasis: "Don't worry, it won't be too long, we will be together, no one can stop..."

Then, he felt that the shackles that he had been unable to break through seemed to be poked open by someone, a slightly puzzled and stunned expression appeared on his face, and then he couldn't help but let out a smile, first a soft creaking laugh , then turned into a big laugh.

Against the background of the fire, the shadow of the short man's figure reflected on the wall gradually grew larger, swelled, and then grew bigger and bigger, finally filling the entire wall.

With a sound of "poof--", the fire was extinguished.

Guiming squeezed his fingertips, rubbed his fingers unconsciously, then scratched his face slightly, and hooked the corners of his mouth slightly. Instead of destroying the devil in the little man's heart, it is better to completely open the flesh on his body. Restriction - revenge for revenge, resentment for grievances.

These people deserve it.

He yawned, followed Fang Bing to the elevator, and leaned against the wall of the elevator, looking sleepy.

On the other side, in the dungeon, the woman who was imprisoned by chains suddenly seemed to have noticed something, with a terrified expression on her face.

Ah, sure enough, there is still a connection between mother and child?Guiming looked at the woman's face and thought, but this is not the time to think about these things, he has to find a way to save the woman.

When the woman frantically wanted to struggle out of the chains, she suddenly heard a familiar voice. It was when she was a child. She was lying on the crib, and her mother leaned against her bed, gently whispering to her. Humming a lullaby.

"Baby, baby, go to sleep."

The woman gradually calmed down, and she felt endless exhaustion welling up from her heart.

She fell asleep quietly, revealing an angel-like sleeping face, and all the pain seemed to go away from her in the sound.

Guiming sighed softly, standing beside him was a faint phantom that was about to dissipate completely, that phantom lovingly looked at the woman sleeping, it was speechless, and it was not complete. His sanity, only the soul instinct engraved in his bones, made it appear here.

It is one of the thousands of innocent souls sleeping. After Guiming came here, a deal was made between them.

He promised to save Dai Li, but at the same time, all these souls will belong to him, not this world.

Guiming walked in front of the woman, all the chains on the woman fell off silently, and the door of the dungeon opened, but the guards turned a blind eye.

Guiming was able to see the woman's memory, and it was because he saw the woman who was tortured in that memory that he started to feel embarrassed. It was easy for him to let the woman leave here, but where to put the woman next Woolen cloth?And the woman who bears these memories, does she still have the desire to live?

Xuying withdrew her gaze from looking at her daughter's face, she shed tears towards Guiming, her eyes were full of prayers - she wanted her daughter to live.

This is the only request from a mother.

Guiming sighed slowly.

Then just pretend that everything never happened, she will usher in a new life, until she stands up again, he will return these memories.

At the same time, all the scars on the woman disappeared, and her body became spotless. The years seemed to have left no traces on her body, and the dirty skirt became white, sticking to her body properly.

The mother who was crying towards Guiming smiled and disappeared completely.

She didn't dissipate, but let go of her obsession, and gave back to Guiming as a pure force. After a few years, she would be born in Guiming's world.

Repeatedly, endlessly.

Dai Li was walking aimlessly on the street with a meteor hammer. She was getting closer and closer to the stalker, but as the distance got closer, she felt more and more anxious.

Is she really going to kill that man?Just because of this reason that he had tried against her?

And he's given up too, hasn't he?

Dai Li's pace is getting slower and slower, she can't calm down her inner anxiety, she decides to wait a little longer.

That stalker has been staying in this place, definitely not aimlessly, she has to calm down and not be impulsive.

At least wait for a more suitable opportunity.

Dai Li thought for a while, maybe this reason convinced herself, she finally stopped.

At the same time, she felt a sense of relief inside.She showed a self-deprecating smile, even though she kept persuading herself to adapt to this fucking world, but no matter what, she still couldn't swing a knife at the same kind without any psychological barriers like those bastards.

Dai Li didn't intend to go on, maybe it was the sixth sense in her heart, maybe it was something else, she felt that the alley on the other street was attracting herself secretly.

Just like at that time, when she found the iron lump and smashed it on the man's head, she was obviously terrified at the time, but there was a voice in her heart that kept encouraging her, telling her how to go Do.

To be honest, the reason for her success was too much luck. Everything happened so coincidentally that Dai Li didn't even have time to think about it.

She realized that something was wrong with what was happening to her.

The alley that had been attracting her had become less attractive, and her steps began to hesitate.

Was she possessed by something?In Dai Li's mind, she was thinking about the ghost stories she saw in the middle of the night at school. What did they want to do to her?

Or, is there really a devil in this world?

The kind that would trade souls with people?

Guiming propped his chin and watched Dai Li standing at the entrance of the alley, groaning and not going in, but she was thinking about all kinds of weird questions in a mess. If it wasn't for fear of scaring Dai Li, he really wanted to say something quietly: Oh really...

But forget it, he's not such a bad person, what if he scares Dai Li into something wrong?

Mainly what if the souls who have entered his urn are not happy?

Although there is nothing to do about it, who told him to be kind-hearted.

Finally, Dai Li overcame the battle between man and nature in her heart. No matter what happened next, at least the thing that had been silently hinting at her didn't harm her, and even saved her.

Dai Li finally went into the alley. This alley was unexpected. There was no one in it. Strange?

dead end?Nothing at all?

Dai Li kept looking up, but when she moved her gaze down, she was frightened a lot. There was a "corpse" lying under her feet!

Dai Li leaned over tremblingly, and was slightly relieved to see the slight ups and downs of the stomach of the woman in the white dress.

It's okay, it's okay, it's alive.

Then why is she lying here?Was it thrown here?Or was he taken captive like her?

Although Dai Li shouted desperately not to be nosy, she still couldn't help but squat down, gently pushed the woman lying on the ground, and lifted the long hair that covered her face.

looks great.

Although there is no makeup, Su Rong is already very iconic.

Under her shoving and soft shouting, the woman slowly opened her eyes, which were completely clean and clear eyes. She first looked at Dai Li in a little confusion, and then subconsciously shouted: "Mom... "

Dai Li: "!!!"

Three layers of black lines fell off her head in an instant. This kind of fledgling plot, what is the operation of recognizing a mother at the first sight of a person when she opens her eyes: "Be sober, sister, have you ever seen a mother as young as me?"

I had to start the pregnancy in my mother's womb to have a baby your size.Dai Li complained in her heart, and then couldn't help but miss her mother a little bit.

She remembered that her mother had always been a tyrant at home. If she saw her like this, she would be so angry that she would take out a kitchen knife, run out and chop the man who took her away. Lesson learned.

I couldn't help shivering.

The woman woke up a little bit, showing a disappointed expression, then reached out and touched her head: "I don't seem to remember?" She showed a slightly blank expression, feeling as if there was an empty space in her heart...

She seems to have lost a very long memory.

Dai Li wanted to scream in her heart, she was reduced to this kind of place and lost her memory, no matter how she thought about it, she was desperate.

She was hopeless: "Then do you remember what your name is?"

Unexpectedly, the woman nodded and reached out to grab Dai Li's hand. With Dai Li's confused expression, she wrote on her palm: "Xiang Xuelan."

she says.

Dai Li thought that this name really suits this woman well. Xiangxuelan is a small white orchid with a very strong fragrance.

She sighed inwardly, and showed a big smile to Xiang Xuelan: "My name is Dai Li, so can I call you Sister Lan?"

Xiang Xuelan nodded. At this time, her memory stayed at the age of 16. Because of her health, she stayed at home and did not go to school. There was a legend of a demon in her family. Conceived in her womb, it just so happened that she was the fifteenth generation.

She looked at Dai Li in the sportswear issued by the school, and understood that she should be a student in the school. She couldn't help showing envy, but quickly restrained herself. For some reason, she subconsciously wanted to Taking care of this girl, it is obvious that there is not much age difference between them.

"Then I'll call you Lili." She smiled at Dai Li.

Dai Li showed a thankful and insensitive expression, Lily is really old-fashioned: "you should call me Dai Li."

"Okay then." Xiang Xuelan didn't refuse either, she stood up from the ground, for some reason, there was a faint anxiety in her heart, she seemed to have lost something, and she had to find it as soon as possible: "We should leave here."

Dai Li didn't expect that this sister looked so weak, but her words were unexpectedly decisive.

She froze slightly: "Okay, okay."

Then he frowned: "Do you remember where this is?"

Sure enough, Xiang Xuelan showed a confused expression.

Dai Li sighed pretentiously.

I knew it.

What kind of big burden did she pick up?

She told Xiang Xuelan everything she knew.

But unexpectedly, Xiang Xuelan did not show any surprise or fear. In fact, if Dai Li knew what happened to Xiang Xuelan, she would have known that she would give birth to a demon since she was born, and she has been living in this slightly absurd prophecy , then she will not be stimulated by anything anymore.

Xiang Xuelan listened to Dai Li's chirping and chirping with a calm expression. For some reason, a sense of mother's love appeared in her heart.

It seems that she once wanted to have a daughter like Dai Li.

If there is no accident, the child should be much taller than Dai Li...

strange?

Xiang Xuelan frowned slightly, not grasping the fleeting inspiration.

In a city full of crimes, two equally innocent girls gather together and hug each other for warmth. The future is so dangerous, it seems that every step forward is covered with thorns.

At that time, they didn't know it, as early as the moment the gods watched them.

The future is already bright.

Seeing Xiang Xuelan's smile reappeared on Dai Li's face, Guiming raised the corners of his mouth in satisfaction.

What could bring a mother back to life more than seeing a helpless child.

Since you don't accept the demon who has gradually become perverted in silence.

You will always like Dai Li, who is so positive, struggling and unwilling to give up.

Although the tormented years can no longer be seen on the surface, they have left marks on your heart one after another. The strength and perseverance engraved in your bones will always shine at critical moments.