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Mangshi shuddered when he heard the man in black robe.

Mangjue, the name given to the man in black robe when he was born;

Mang Jue, this child was destined to be extraordinary when he was born;

Mang Jue, this name made him afraid, made him tremble, and let him know what a terrible mistake he had made.

"You, do you still hate me?" Mang Shi looked at Mang Jue, he knew that this young son was different.He isolated him from the Mang family since he was a child, and never gave him fatherly love or warmth. He had been letting him fend for himself in the green forest, and in the end he was going to be calculated to become the strong man of the Mang family and look down on the whole world.

But is this really wrong?

Mang Jue smiled, and a burst of spring appeared in his exquisite eyebrows and eyes.He looked at the awn stone, and rubbed the gemstone ring on his ring finger with his finger. The black gemstone was shining brightly, and there was something like water flowing inside it.He looked at Mangshi seriously, and said softly: "No, I never hated you. I just hate you sometimes, why I was born with my brother, why my brother's ability was taken away by nature, and Why have you never been happy since you were a child?" Mang Jue smiled helplessly, the coldness in his eyes surged layer by layer.He has never felt warm, and even his only father is calculating a hundred times towards him.He dared to swear that if he and Mang were equally incapable of magic, they must also be abandoned.

Mangshi has nothing to say about this, the brothers are the greatest tragedy in his life.When two children fell to the ground, one was a person with no ability, and the other was a person with dark ability.One could bring disgrace to the family, while the other could bring death.His wife begged bitterly, and he hid from everyone the aura of a powerless person and resisted all the pressure and ridicule, so that this innocent child was frustrated living in his own small world since he was a child.And because of his wife's life-changing, ignoring his conscience, he left behind an outstanding young son with dark magic ability, and secretly sent him to the green forest to fend for himself.

Mangshi's consideration back then was excellent, the Mang family could not have no heirs, and Mang Jie's existence could allow him to secure the position of patriarch.As for his youngest son, apart from giving him a name called Mang Jue, he worked hard for the rest.He threw the crying child into the terrible forest, and only went to the forest to see life and death when Mang Jue was six years old.At the same time, in that year, I began to have a deep fear of Mang Jue.

The six-year-old child has not been taught by anyone since he was a child, and he is accompanied by a contracted monster to take care of him.Little children don't know good and evil, and they don't know how terrible it is to kill people.Everything he does is based on instinct, and this is the scariest thing.

Mangshi will never forget that a six-year-old child is not afraid of facing this high-level monster, and even stares coldly into the eyes of the monster, deciding whether to win or lose just by raising his hand.

Mangshi will never forget that when a six-year-old child saw him, he didn't show any emotion, just frowned in disgust, turned and left without saying a word.

Mangshi will never forget that when a six-year-old child heard his story, he did not cry like ordinary children, but looked at him mockingly and asked him, "So what?"

Mangshi can't forget those pictures, but he instinctively doesn't want to recall them.This child, like an evil barrier, grew up safely, but he regretted it.

Mang Shi returned to Mang's house at that time, and after being overturned, he decided to kill Mang Jue to avoid future troubles.He never thought that Mang Jue would grow up so fast, and he also forgot the ruthlessness with which he raised his hand to kill high-level monsters.That time, he failed miserably.

Mang Jue was wearing a black robe at the time, with disdain on his exquisite face, he looked down at the mans stone that fell on the ground, and his voice was as cold as metal soaked in ice: "My noble father, so you really Want to kill me."

Mangshi was unbelievable at the time. He was the patriarch of the Mang family. Although his magic power was not the strongest, he was well-known in the Yangon mainland.Let him be defeated by a six-year-old little baby, even that little baby is his own son...

Mangshi closed his eyes, he had seen how cold and ruthless this child was, and he probably would have killed him right away if he knew his killing intent.Fatherly love?How could he have the face to emphasize these things in this situation when he had never given them to his children?

Mang Jue looked at Mang Shi, the emotion in his eyes fluctuated slightly, as if he was thinking about something.He tilted his head, and asked innocently but sharply: "I feel that there is another me in the world. Could it be that I have brothers or sisters?"

Mangshi is not surprised at all, the twins have always been sensitive.This is also the great joy among happy events once twins come to a big family.Generally, twins are more capable than only children, and the tacit understanding of twins is definitely not the envy of others.

"I have an older brother." Mangshi didn't mention Mangjie last time, because he didn't know how the child treated him.But this time he took the initiative to mention that he would also bring out that useless son to talk about it.In the face of life and death, even if you pretend to be calm, you don't want to let go of the spider's thread leading to your life.

A gleam of light flashed in Mang Jue's eyes, Mang Shi didn't catch the emotion inside, but he guessed it should be joy.Once a child who is lonely all year round knows that there is still a relative in the world who will be his brother, he must be very happy.He started to turn the topic to Mang Jue, arousing more of Mang Jue's natural kindness.What he thought at the time was that he was the patriarch of the Mang family, and what he needed was to survive and lead the Mang family with a new path.

Mang Jue was young. At that time, he lived alone in the green forest since he was a child, and there was nothing else except a contracted monster.He has his own understanding, and stubbornly insists on his understanding.

Mang Jue looked at Mang Shi, unwilling to say anything more.He turned and left with a clear and clear voice: "In that case, take good care of my brother."

Mang Shi watched Mang Jue disappear into the depths of the jungle, and his raised heart finally let go.He covered his face, because he had just compromised with a six-year-old child.He laughed and said in a low voice, "Nie Yuan, this is Nie Yuan!"

For the head of the clan, it is always necessary to change different things in different situations.Now that the matter has come to this point, and Mang Jue is also a person who cannot go out, then he can only take a riskier step.He first went back to the family to visit the family land, and then got some instructions.He pretended to be calm and took care of everything, and slowly suppressed the arrogance of the clan elders who were about to move.

Mang Jie is a waste, the magic power from his mother's womb has been absorbed by his younger brother since he was a child, and it has been perfectly transformed into his unique dark magic.It can be said that the most pitiful, humble and cannon fodder in this matter is Mang Jie.

Plans start to form slowly, getting better and better as time goes by.He visited Mangjue every five years, and Mangjue made him feel cruel besides fear.

Mangshi was the final planner of this matter and also took all the risks.He kicked Mang out of Mang's family for the purpose of perfecting the plan. Only one better heir is needed, and the one in Green Forest feels guilty for his brother, and will never rob him of his brother who has no magic ability. of the patriarch.

Mang Shi also felt cold at that time, he gritted his teeth and directly pushed Mang out.The direct heir was kicked out of the house, which should be the biggest scandal in the entire Yangon mainland.Mang Jie's fame spread far and wide, and some people proposed a strategy of marrying when the news came out.

Mangshi had asked Mangjie, but Mangjie's answer was that he would rather die than surrender!

Would rather die than submit...

Mangshi smiled coldly. His son of a waste, except for the lack of any magical fluctuations all over his body, his personality is really strong enough.

Mang Jie's choice forced himself to a dead end, since he would rather die than submit, then he should leave the house.An ordinary person with no ability, but also has a beautiful appearance and a gentle personality, it is not surprising that this kind of person will be targeted.

When Mang Jie slept in a small dilapidated thatched cottage, it should be an abandoned residence, and it happened to be lived by him, a waste.He could feel that many people were staring at him, perhaps because of the rebellious psychology of the superiors, playing with him like a cat and a mouse.Once he couldn't hold on for a day, he only needed to shout, and someone would appear and take him away.

But so what?

Mang Jie felt cold, and he could recall everything that happened when he closed his eyes.He can still remember that when he was born, a pair of gentle and strong hands hugged him.He still has a vague memory, as if there was a small lump of flesh leaning on him.

Mang Jie once asked Mang Shi: "Father, do I have brothers and sisters?"

Mangshi was very calm at the time, staring at him seriously and reprimanding him: "If you have the time to think about useless things, why don't you learn martial arts from your teacher!"

However, for him, martial arts are not even a bit innate.

Mang huddled on the dilapidated bed, and the thatch on the roof revealed a little bit of starry sky.He felt his body getting colder and colder, and his thoughts drifted further and further away.He closed his eyes slowly, as if something strange was pulling him, but it wasn't very painful.He didn't have any struggle, just let the strange things pull him, and then drifted farther and farther away with the strange things.

The sky, the sky is vast.

Stars, stars are bright.

Freedom, freedom is of death...