The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

At the same moment when Ye Tan entered the Floating Spirit Platform's Sea of ​​Consciousness, there was also Ye Tan in front of the other eight people of Jiu Shichen.

"Time is running out, before everyone else finishes, let's get started."

At the same time before and after Jiu Yetan, their index fingers were placed between their respective eyebrows, and they were put into Jiu Shichen's heart demon.

……

Qianhua's demon is a garden.

The empty courtyard, old, dilapidated, empty.

Outside the courtyard is a boundless nothingness.

Ye Tan pushed open the gate of the courtyard and walked in.

The little girl stood at the narrow window on the second floor and looked out. Her black and white eyes were lifeless, and she didn't have the breath of a living person, let alone a child's breath.

In this gloomy and dilapidated house, it was like a ghost that had been dead for many years.

If it was someone else, I would be shocked if I saw it suddenly.

The first time Yetan saw her, she disappeared.

Ye Tan went from yard to yard.

It was not until the most remote small building in the deepest part of the courtyard that they finally found her.

She has loose hair and is wearing the simplest white clothes. There is only one futon in the room, and she is meditating there like an ascetic monk.

When she saw Ye Tan, she opened her black and white eyes without blinking.

Ye Tan narrowed his eyes, Fei's cold eyes looked at her quietly: "Qianhua?"

"I...Qianhua...calling...my name...word...?"

The difficult pronunciation came from a ten-year-old child, and it was not made by the vocal cords, but the monk's sound transmission into the ear.

Ye Tan was slightly startled, looked at her, and said softly, "Well, it's your name. Qianhua. You have to pronounce it like me."

"Thousand... thousand... thousand, flowers."

After finally succeeding, the little girl pursed the corners of her lips very shallowly. She seemed to want to smile, but she seemed to have forgotten how to smile.

"Was it you that I saw just now?"

Xiao Qianhua nodded, stiff and nervous.

He stumbled through the voice transmission: "Can, help me... keep it secret? Father and mother won't let me... go out."

Yetan: "But, there is no one here, even if it is not kept secret, no one will know."

Xiao Qianhua's eyes were not fully opened, and there was no light: "Yes, I will know. Daddy and mother."

Yetan looked at her quietly: "Okay, I'll keep it secret for you."

He squatted down and stretched out his little finger: "If you want to keep it secret, there must be a ceremony."

"What, a ceremony?"

The young man's little finger gently hooked the child's limp little finger: "In this way, the hook is not allowed to change for 100 years, and whoever tells it is a puppy."

Xiao Qianhua, who had been expressionless all this time, suddenly smiled.

On the clean and blank face of the child, the smile is pure and innocent.

"The puppy is very, very powerful... a monster? Let's do it again."

This time, she hooked her fingers, as if playing a novel game for the first time.

Curious, interesting, serious, played many times over and over again.

Until Yetan felt stiff in maintaining this cautious movement—because the child’s fingers were delicate, he didn’t dare to use too much force—she still enjoyed it.

Because of repeating that sentence, the voice of the sound transmission was much smoother.

She is really a very smart kid and learns things really fast.

When Ye Tan praised her like this, Xiao Qianhua was very used to it.

"Why have you been here? There's nothing here."

"Cultivation. My father and mother said that Qianhua wants to practice, and Qianhua has high aptitude, which is my hope."

Ye Tan: "Although cultivation is important, besides cultivation, you can also take a break."

Xiao Qianhua's originally anxious expression was a little relieved because of his words.

Ye Tan stretched out his hand: "Let's go downstairs and have a look."

Xiao Qianhua nodded happily.

But instead of standing up, she closed her eyes.

The next moment, a virtual soul appeared outside the second floor, with hands behind their backs shyly.

Ye Tan seemed to understand: "So, the you I saw before was just your detached ghost?"

Xiao Qianhua nodded: "I can't go out, I can't go out to the second floor, but, I think... I can go out this way."

Ye Tan: "This will hurt your primordial spirit. Come back first, we will find another way."

Xiao Qianhua obediently closed her eyes and disappeared in place.

Ye Tan turned his head, and the little girl sitting on the futon opened her eyes again.

Her complexion was pale and bloodless, as if she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and even her hair was very dull.

You don't have to be out of your body to be like a ghost.

Ye Tan tried to walk outside, and sure enough, there was a barrier in all directions in the seemingly empty attic.

This enchantment is not a simple spiritual power formation, but countless jade slips.

It's like a vast library.

Xiao Qianhua said obediently behind her back: "Father and mother said that you can only go downstairs after studying all the jade slips."

But such a huge sea of ​​books would take at least 100 years for such a child.

"But, don't you need to eat?"

"Bigu Pill?" Xiao Qianhua blinked, "It's bitter, Daddy said, you don't have to take it after the foundation is established."

Ye Tan looked at her: "Besides Bigu Pill, monks in this world also eat a lot of food."

Xiao Qianhua blinked, half understanding: "Food, what is food?"

Ye Tan said silently, "Don't you have any friends? People who practice with you."

Xiao Qianhua shook her head: "Apart from father and mother, there is only you. A long time ago, there was a teacher named Teacher, but I only saw him for three days."

Ye Tan showed no expression: "They didn't invite someone to teach you either."

Little Qianhua half-opened her black and white eyes, and said blankly: "Daddy said, Qianhua is a genius, she doesn't need a teacher to teach her, she can learn very well by herself."

Ye Tan looked at her: "Is it difficult?"

Xiao Qianhua thought for a while: "It's easy at the beginning, and it's a little bit difficult later, but it can be done with a little time, but it will never be finished. Qianhua is so tired."

She rubbed her eyes: "Qianhua wants to sleep."

However, when she closed her eyes and took a nap in a daze, the piercing bell rang.

The sound had no beauty, no rhythm, just a noise.

Xiao Qianhua took it for granted, she shivered and sat upright.

The noise continued for a little while after she woke up.

The noise was cold and uncomfortable to hear, as if it came from a cold adult man's scolding.

Can't eat, can't sleep, no one to communicate with, only endless practice.

This method cannot teach a genius, it will only drive people crazy.

Ye Tan squatted down, patted her head, and said softly: "You are really amazing."

Jiu Shichen's Qianhua looks normal, and no one would have imagined that she spent the first 100 years of her life like this.

She is not crazy, and she has become one of the most powerful people in the cultivation world.

"However, in this way, those people will not feel that they have done something wrong, they will not understand how much they have done to you, they will not know that they are hurting or destroying a person, but they will feel that you have Today is thanks to them."

Xiao Qianhua obediently did not move, letting Yetan touch her head, and after a while, like a small animal, carefully rubbed her head against his palm.

Ye Tan opened his hand, and the snow-like branches condensed into a comb.

In the empty room, countless branches appeared, condensing out a bed, a dressing table, a lot of furniture, and even a mirror.

"Come."

Xiao Qianhua opened her eyes slightly, not knowing what expression to make, it was a stiff, jerky joy.

She sits in the mirror of the dressing table and makes faces in the mirror.

Grimace, pig nose, grinning, winking.

Like a toddler new to the mirror.

Ye Tan stood behind her and combed her hair, with snow-colored hairpins and two small bags on his arms.

Xiao Qianhua, who combed her hair well, looks like a little fairy with little dragon horns in the Dragon Palace.

Xiao Qianhua ran to the closet, which was full of pretty little skirts.

Her eyes were shining brightly.

Ye Tan said softly: "Go and try."

The separated bedroom door was closed.

Children's happy exclamations and laughter came from time to time.

Ye Tan sat at the desk, brushed his pen and ink, and while going through the vast sea of ​​books, he found out the law of formation formation.

Not long after, Xiao Qianhua, who was wearing a small skirt, ran out, and stood in front of Yetan holding the hem of the skirt.

"Hee hee." She tilted her head and smiled, her smile was not natural, but cute.

Ye Tan looked up at her.

She just turned around.

"Thousands of flowers are so beautiful."

She was so satisfied with being praised that she could play around for a long time by herself.

"I'll teach you how to finish reading these things faster. From today on, try to speak in your own voice like me, without sound transmission."

Xiao Qianhua nodded.

A few days later, the attic was opened.

Xiao Qianhua, who was carrying a skirt, walked out of the building that imprisoned her not by her soul but by her own body for the first time, looking at the world curiously.

"Let's play hide and seek!"

Ye Tan softly agreed: "Okay."

"I'm coming to you!" She turned around, closed her eyes and started counting at the same time.

This game is something she knows herself, and she doesn't know where she saw it.

After counting one hundred, she started to look for Ye Tan.

She was excited at first, but slowly, her expression changed.

Doubt, uneasiness.

She seemed to find that this house was strange.

It was dilapidated as if it would collapse into ashes in a gust of wind, and it had been abandoned for many years.

But she patted them hard, and they were solid again.

She walked from yard to yard, walking at first and then running.

She had forgotten that she was playing hide-and-seek, and ran all over the yard, and then she came to the gate.

She pushed open the door and saw the space in the distance melt into gray nothingness.

Xiao Qianhua didn't hesitate for too long, and stepped out.

But when her feet landed on the ground, she found that she was not outside the door, but inside the door.

Behind her is a dilapidated yard, and in front of her is still a dilapidated yard.

She pursed her lips and remained silent.

It seemed that she finally remembered that she was trapped here.

Not 100 years, but 1000 years, forever and ever.

Qianhua can leave after 100 years, but she is not Qianhua, she is the past Qianhua who was left here, and she is a little devil called Qianhua.

……

It was easy for Ye Tan to find Zi Que.

Among a group of young female cultivators, even if she wore the same costume, she was the one who stood out from the crowd.

Her body has the elegance of silk, the wisdom of scholarly sandalwood, the softness of flowers, and she is like a blank, because she has not yet undergone the final casting, even though she knows that she is not an ordinary thing, but because she has not yet been completed, she is in harmony with a group of rough people. Putting the clay pots together, it is shocking and makes people feel particularly uncomfortable. The pale and lonely beauty that I want to break.

Ye Tan sat on the mast with an umbrella.

The disciples of Yunxiao Sword Sect have reached a certain age of cultivation and need to cross the sea to practice.

There were three men and five women on board, plus Zi Que made it eight people.

Zi Que has the highest cultivation level and the oldest age, but she started late. Compared with her, a foreigner, other people either grew up in the sect or are fellow villagers.

There seems to be no contradiction on the surface, it's just that Zi Que is not likable.

These juniors and juniors are very smart, when they were in the sect, they didn't have any embarrassment for her except ignoring her.

But when they went out to practice, the leader Zique was useless, and no one listened to her.

She sets the route according to the route planned earlier, and the others say that she is wrong, and they agree on the "correct" route.

Even if she sends spiritual power in the right direction alone, the other seven forces combined are stronger than her.

No one listened to her.

Naturally, their misjudgment went wrong, leading to a head-on encounter with a sea beast.

Zi Que's command to turn the tide saved them from danger. Everyone was in the same boat, so she had to save herself no matter what.

However, when the crisis is resolved, they are like amnesia.

He neither remembered that they did not listen to Zi Que's judgment that caused the problem, nor did he remember that it was Zi Que who saved them.

"Senior Sister Zhao is really amazing, thanks to your timely response."

"Where, Junior Sister Liu also contributed a lot."

"Senior Brother Xie Zhuo is still the one who found the right route when all of us made mistakes."

"Don't be discouraged, everyone. Although we made mistakes at the beginning, we have gained exercise and growth because of it."

"Yeah, this is the worthwhile trip, the meaning of experience."

"From now on, we will all listen to Senior Brother Zhuo."

"Okay, just listen to Brother Zhuo."

A group of people are united, although everyone has done something wrong, they tolerate and praise each other, and everyone has something to gain.

Every face and every pair of eyes shines with the light of humanity of mutual help and friendship among fellow students.

However, there are only seven people.

Zi Que seems to not exist at all, it is transparent.

I don't know if it's because she's the only one who hasn't made any mistakes, if it's because she's the only one who's right, or, without any reason, just because she's Zi Que.

This kind of thing keeps repeating itself.

They repeat the process.

Whenever Zi Que makes a judgment, they subconsciously oppose Zi Que collectively, use behavioral trial and error to prove Zi Que's correctness, correct mistakes with difficulty, return to Zi Que's approach, and then attribute the final correctness to each other.

In the middle of the trial, the seniors of the sect came to ask them about their trip.

The seven people help each other and love each other, show the friendship of the same family, and praise each other with humility.

Speaking of the team leader Zique, everyone flashed a trace of impatience and slight dissatisfaction, and said unnaturally: "Senior sister Zique is old, she hasn't been in the sect for long, and she doesn't know much, and she doesn't follow her." We communicate, but it’s not suitable to be a team leader.”

"You are too kind, and you even help her cover up and say good things."

"She gives wrong instructions every time, doesn't listen to opinions, and is self-willed...how much useless work and suffering we have suffered."

They didn't seem to have any special confession in private, but everyone had a tacit understanding and attributed all mistakes to Zique's negligence.

It's as if the collective memory has been modified, and I believe from the bottom of my heart that this is the case.

Zi Que is not an idiot, of course she also has the awareness and means to protect herself.

She released the video stone and recorded every process.

The seniors of Zongmen looked at the beginning, and Zique did make a correct judgment, but no one listened to her, and finally proved that she was right. She also reversed the situation when everyone made mistakes and there was a crisis. It can be said that the response was perfect. .

The seven people were uncomfortable for a moment, but soon they were surprised and dazed.

"Why is it different from what I remember?"

"It may have been a long time, and it was very thrilling at the time, so the memory went wrong."

"Senior Sister is really careful, and she secretly takes pictures when she gets along with people on weekdays... I really dare not talk to her casually in the future."

The others naturally changed the topic, as if this matter did not exist, they chatted happily, and respectfully sent away the sect seniors.

When they finished their training, the Zongmen's rating came down, and Zique's score was the worst.

Although there is a video stone as proof, as the captain, he can't convince others to obey him. The other seven people can be friendly and humble. Why do everyone reject her alone?This of course shows that it is Zique himself who has a problem.

This is the biggest reason.

Of course, there are other reasons. For example, most of the parents of these disciples are members of the sect. Of course, they have to protect their nephews, and Zi Que is just an outsider. The sect is willing to take her in. She should be grateful to Dade. As a senior sister, Take some grievances as a test, who told her to behave poorly in the world.

Zi Que heard it.

The other party didn't care that she heard it, and even said it to her on purpose.

When the experience reports were handed in layer by layer, things like the video stone were of course accidentally lost.

No one bullied her, everyone was soft-spoken on the surface, and never said any bad words.The earnestness and sincerity of his words are also for her own good.

However, if you want to practice in groups of two, the people who are grouped with her will practice by themselves, and then wait for the other groups to finish playing and join them.

He even properly explained to Zi Que: "I'm used to practicing against my senior brother, I'm sorry Zi Que, you should find someone else."

She obviously did nothing wrong, and even did everything well, but no one liked her, and no one bullied her.

They just, ignored her.

When playing games, in competitions, in group battles, whenever someone needs to be eliminated, everyone tacitly agrees to eliminate her first.

The feeling of being excluded from the world is nothing, just, so lonely.

One day, she saved a man.

The young man was handsome and shy, he hesitated to speak: "Senior sister, you are actually very nice, but everyone doesn't like you, maybe it's because of this."

Zi Que doesn't understand.

The boy said: "You can actually do everything perfectly, everything is right, and you never make mistakes. You will make everyone feel a lot of pressure. No one likes a person who has no flaws. People don't like you, maybe because , there is nothing annoying about you. You might as well try to do one or two harmless wrong things that people can hate. Maybe you will become popular."

Zi Que: "What's wrong?"

The boy smiled: "I can't think of it for a while, why don't we refer to the examples of the two most popular juniors and juniors."

The most favored junior sister always takes the sabers of other senior sisters by mistake. After being discovered, everyone blames her for being confused and making mistakes, but her brows and eyes are affectionate and indulgent, as if she is cute because of her mistakes.

The younger brother respects a monk with a bad reputation in the cultivation world. This person robs others of opportunities and counterattacks all the way. The head of the faction also had to be respectful in front of him.

Everyone heard that although they frowned at the reputation of the evil cultivator, but seeing the little junior was downcast and lost his temper, everyone didn't dislike him at all, but said understandingly.

"...Whoever doesn't do a few wrong things, maybe the one who was killed did it himself first, and it's not us who were robbed left and right... Can Junior Brother not care about gossip and gossip, and have his own opinions on people and things? That’s really rare.”

The young man said: "Look, I'm not wrong. If you do one or two innocuous wrong things and have a little flaw in your moral words, everyone will think that this is your true temperament. Like a senior sister who never makes mistakes, everyone will think that you Dishonest."

Zi Que thought it was weird, the younger junior sister was fine, the younger junior brother knew right from wrong, so why did he become defiant of rumors.

She was wondering whether to really try to follow the boy's words.

This attempt ended before it even started.

"I didn't expect Lou Zique to be that kind of person..."

"She must have been this kind of person in the first place... It's just that she hid it well, and this time she finally revealed her true nature."

"She actually stole something from senior sister, and it's just a useless bamboo tube."

"You said it was useless, maybe you took it wrong..."

"Anyone can get it wrong. How could Lou Zique make such a small mistake? I heard that the bamboo tube was a gift from my senior sister's unmarried Taoist couple. Taoist companion, I have been secretly jealous of my senior sister, this time it must be on purpose."

The cause of the incident was simply that Zi Que picked up a bamboo tube, and quickly found the owner to return it, but the senior sister said in surprise that she put the bamboo tube in a special storage bag, and it was impossible to lose it, questioning Zi Que in public. Why can Que just pick it up.

"...Although this bamboo tube is useless, it is the heart of someone who cherishes it... Junior Sister, don't make such jokes again..."

But Zi Que did pick it up.

The incident intensified after the handsome young man angrily said "I shouldn't have made that joke with her" and hesitantly revealed the content of his previous conversation with Zi Que. When it was connected with the bamboo tube, everyone deduced the "truth" ——

Lou Zique deliberately stole the senior sister's things, and then pretended to return them, in order to make the senior sister owe her a favor.

The rejection of Zi Que, who had only stayed on the surface with a seemingly non-existent disregard and a tacit indifference behind the scenes, began to leak out in front of her, not afraid of being heard by her.

The girl walks alone, with cold eyes and mocking behind her back.

"This is the video stone. She threw it there herself. The person who advises you is just deliberately trying to make you wrong."

Zi Que raised her head and looked at the strange young man in front of her. He looked too good-looking and perfect, but she was slightly startled and backed away.

No one likes her, how can such a person help her?Is it another trap?

Ye Tan looked at her in shock.

No one knew that Zi Que, like Fifth Xia, came from the world-renowned Yunxiao Sword School.

However, there is such an elder from a famous sect among the nine servants of Yu Luo Xiaotai, but no one in the cultivation world mentions it.

I don't know if it's because the entire Yunxiao Sword Sect doesn't remember having such a disciple, or because it's wrong to dare to mention it.

Zi Que was holding the stone, and there was a bit of loneliness in his eyes, which soon disappeared.

"It's not what I do that makes them dislike me. It's what I do is wrong because they don't like me."

There was a gentle and elegant smile on the girl's face, with spikes underneath that smile.

"I've had enough, why did you do this to me? Why did you do this to me?"

"Is it wrong for me to want to be liked? I will let you know that you are wrong. I want all of you not to like me, but to like me!"

"I want love, I want lots and lots of love!"

She raised her eyelids, emitting an extremely cold and extremely dark light.

Alone and nothing.

……

"Han Lou, why is this competition only No.2?"

"...What's the use of me wanting you? It's better to have a dog than you!"

"You can't even get the first place in the clan competition, how do you expect to gain a foothold in this cultivation world?"

"...You are just like that disgusting man of yours, you are a waste, a waste, you are a waste..."

"If you're not the leader, you're nothing."

"...No.2... You might as well die in the ring! Why didn't you die? What face do you have to come back to see me?"

"That's right, you won. It's not in vain for me to spend so much effort."

"...That's about the same. After all, you're still alive."

"Trash! The master was injured, but you are fine... You have defeated a level seven monster? Even if it is a level ten monster, it is not as important as my daughter. Go and receive the punishment yourself!"

"...Why was Han Lou punished again?"

"...He went to the Monster Forest with the miss to practice, and the miss was frightened and his aura went astray, so he would be punished by the family."

"...Isn't he also the master?"

"... What kind of master is he? His mother married in as a wife, but in fact she was just an Israeli servant. She has long been worthless in the eyes of the master. There are so many beauties in the mansion these years. She honors it because Hanlou is a piece of material."

"...But the Patriarch and Madam, it is said that they were taught by the same family, and Madam is the only daughter of the Patriarch and Master, and they have a marriage contract for a long time."

"...What's the use, Madam's natal family is dead long ago. She herself is not clear-headed and crazy."

"How could you hurt your sister? No wonder your father is angry with me and doesn't come to see me. It's all your fault! You bastard! Useless trash! If it weren't for you, how could I have been reduced to relying on others to survive? You have sacrificed so much, but you have nothing to do with it! You can’t do a little thing well, you are just like that man, he is a beast, and you are also a white-eyed wolf! You were born to restrain me!"

"... No matter how fast Han Lou's swordsmanship is, it's useless. No matter how good his aptitude is, he will be like this in this life. He is just a dog raised by the owner."

"...Thinking about it, it's a bit pitiful. His biological father is a notorious demon cultivator. Her mother was killed at the beginning, leaving a beautiful face, but the patriarch will not be sympathetic and willing to marry her. One is For the sake of the sect left by her father, and because of Hanlou's excellent aptitude, she wants this sword for her own use."

"...He is pitiful? Isn't it pitiful for us to be slaves? He still has the title of master after all."

The world is noisy.

He doesn't like to talk, and he wishes he was dumb if he could.

He didn't have a room, holding the sword, leaning against the corridor and closing his eyes, it was already a rare rest.

"You obviously don't have chains on you, why don't you resist? Don't you want to be free?"

He opened his eyes and looked expressionlessly at the young man leaning against the pillar like him.

The snow-haired young man in red stretched out his finger and touched his altar, but he didn't dodge.

Why not resist?What if you resist?

His mother was afraid of being tortured by that man, and she didn't dare to go anywhere.

Even though his mother beat him and scolded him, when she was with that man, she did everything to protect his life.

When the sun was dark, she kept holding on to hope: "Brother and daddy will definitely come to save us, brother is the best person in the world, he loves me, you are mother's child, he will treat you well too. "

But, this man is just another hell.

Her body did not suffer any harm, but her soul was completely locked in the quagmire.

When she went crazy beating and scolding him, Han Lou didn't blame her.

She was just in so much pain that she didn't know what she was doing or what she was saying.

She's sick, she's gone mad.

Hanlou became a human-shaped sword. He never spoke, and repeated his life of fighting, performing tasks, killing people, being punished, and recuperating.

The man who asked him why he didn't resist just followed him, as if he knew everything.

It seems that they are just calmly watching, indifferent gods.

Because Hanlou is doing very well, his mother's life in the mansion is getting better and better.

A man has always known how to control his sword.

However, the man's daughter is dissatisfied.

"...What qualifications does an old woman who has been a magic cauldron have to be my mother?"

"...It's just a scoundrel, does father value him so much because he wants to pass on the position to him?"

On that day, Han Lou took the place of a man to participate in the competition with another sect's suzerain.

In order to make Hanlou's identity have weight, the man did many things that outsiders believed to be true, and said many confusing words.

The arrogant young lady felt that her father would not let her show up on such an important occasion, so she really wanted to support Han Lou as the heir.

She made a big fuss, and the man slapped her in public in order to make the plan go smoothly.

"...As expected, if you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. You will regret it!"

Three days later, Han Lou went to the sect as the head of the sect, and the man secretly launched an attack to attract attention by putting Han Lou in a dangerous situation.

At the same time, the arrogant young lady went to settle accounts with her stepmother while they were away, because she was angry with her father.

In order to avenge her father and make him regret, she tortured this woman who thought she was her father's true love for three days.

When Han Lou came back, she was still holding her last breath.

"...I didn't do it on purpose, I really didn't do it on purpose, I just want to teach her a lesson, she deserves whoever told her to be mean...A slut dares to take my mother's place..."

The girl was angry and frightened, and ran away in terror, shouting that Hanlou wanted to kill her all the way.

Han Lou tried to keep the woman's soul. At that time, reincarnation had not been destroyed, so he wanted to escort her to reincarnation.

But the woman grabbed his hand, her eyes flashed with flames of pain and resentment: "Han Lou, mother, I'm sorry, what have I done all these years? Mother didn't do it on purpose. Mother was controlled!"

How can a woman who is a heavenly girl who has been reduced to a cauldron of magic cultivators and who has lived strong despite adversity and never given up hope, be willing to become a tool for a man who tramples and schemes against her to control others?

On the day she was rescued, she was imprinted by this former senior brother to control her soul.

As a result, she became a hysterical bitter woman, for the sake of the man's love, she beat and scolded the innocent Hanlou, humiliating her to the fullest.

That magic cultivator only destroyed her body, but her senior brother, her former lover, destroyed her soul for a long time.

Her eyes were full of madness: "Hanlou, if you are my mother's child, if you still remember the kindness that I saved you back then, you can do one thing for me."

She said: "You asked me to take revenge! Tell me to kill Lin Fenglou's father and daughter! Take revenge for me and my father! Mom, please!"

Han Lou agreed.

He gave up control of his body, let his mother live in his sea of ​​consciousness, and manipulate his body.

When Hanlou regained consciousness, there was nothing alive in what he saw.

The woman's hatred was so high that she slaughtered all the men.

Including newborn babies, as well as servants.

In the past, she only became distorted because of being controlled, but in the long-term torture, it was because of Lin Fenglou that she lost her humanity and became a devil.

A woman is not willing to reincarnate, she wants to snatch Han Lou's body and take her home.

Reincarnation may not be able to have such a good qualification, even if there is, one has to work hard.

She had used this boy's body for revenge, so she naturally knew the powerful potential of this body.

"Hanlou, help my mother one last time! Go to hell! You can find a body to take away by yourself. As long as you help me one last time, you will repay all the kindness you owe me from now on! Don't you want to be free? ?”

In the blood-colored world, the young man standing there stared at him quietly with jade-cold eyes.

He remembered the first time He appeared and asked him: You obviously don’t have chains on you, why didn’t you resist?Don't you want to be free?

"I want to be free, but I haven't figured out which one I want, the freedom of the body or the freedom of the soul."

Han Lou was not a child born to a woman, and Han Lou was just like her, almost being used by that demon cultivator as a material for alchemy.

But he is indeed the child of that magic cultivator.

The woman who gave birth to him tried to strangle him after he was born, but she cried and couldn't do it.

Entrusting him to this woman, he tried his best to hurt that Moxiu, and he himself died.

There are two sets of shackles on Hanlou's body and soul.

The body can resist and be free, and the soul will be locked here forever. Always remember that someone died because of his birth, and someone's life was destroyed because of his existence.

The only way for the soul to be free is to die as a cold building and give up his body to the mother who had tried everything to save him.

However, he has been thinking for so long, why he still doesn't know how to choose?

He was tortured repeatedly for 1000 years in this demon, and he never thought about whether he should live or die?

Between the balance of life and death, he looked at Ye Tan: "All living beings suffer, not only his son Sang Junyan, why are you only willing to save him?"