Chapter 228: First

Chapter 228: First

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

He saw that the young self, after doing all this, was covered in blood and looked at Ruizhu in a panic.

Su Xuezhi's mother was unqualified. Ever since he was still a baby, Ruizhu has been taking care of him. Ruizhu is half his mother.

Ruizhu glanced at him, there was still a lot of minced meat hanging on his body, but there was no fear in the maid's eyes, she just smiled.

"Young master, you have grown up."

Pei Chunzheng said in a hoarse voice, "Rui... Auntie."

Laughing and laughing, Ruizhu suddenly cried again.

"My little master, what are you going to do in the future?"

"Young master, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Ruizhu cried and looked at him lovingly. After silently saying sorry three times in a row, she picked up the sword on the ground, wiped her neck, and lay down beside her girl.

Girl, Snow Lion.

Her girl is too timid and timid. When she bumped into the people who Mei Xiang had messed with, she had nightmares and was frightened for several days. The road to Huangquan is too long, without the master and the eldest young master to accompany you, you will be afraid .

But don't be afraid, Ruizhu has served you all her life, so she's here to accompany you.

The boy's footsteps, the hand that just stretched out, wanted to beg for a hug, stopped in mid-air, standing alone, watching the corpse, until the crows outside the courtyard wall flew away, The snow fell, and the blood congealed into ice.

Qiao Wan searched for a long time before he found Pei Chunzheng.

The young man knelt quietly in the illusion, with his straight back facing her, as stiff as a stone sculpture.

"Who?" The young man covered his eyes, his black hair hung down from the side of his cheek, and hissed expressionlessly.

Qiao Wan stood there hesitantly, not daring to move forward.

Although Pei Chunzheng's tragic past was mentioned in the original work of "Dengxian Road", but because the article was too long, she stayed up for two nights without reading it, and naturally she didn't see how the author described it lyrically. The painful childhood memories of "Gloomy Demon King".

She didn't expect that Pei Chunzheng's childhood turned out to be...

Qiao Wan hesitated for half a second and picked out an adjective.

tragic.

To a certain extent, her ex-girlfriend is quite unqualified, but this is also because Pei Chunzheng has never let her into his heart.

Qiao Wan has always believed that the most difficult thing in this world is empathy. Between people, even close relatives, friends, and lovers, they can empathize very well. know how painful it is.

She is not very good at comforting people, and she is not good at saying that everything has passed. You have to face the big truths of life positively.

Everyone has the right to vent their emotions, and it is completely reasonable to properly accept and vent these seemingly cowardly and negative emotions.

Qiao Wan walked in front of Pei Chunzheng, squatted down, and hesitantly turned face to face with Pei Chunzheng.

Then he probed into the sea of ​​consciousness of the young man.

Pei Chunzheng moved slightly, but did not stop her from doing so.

"There are very few demons." Pei Chunzheng lowered his eyes.

"Because the devil can't suppress the devil."

Joe knew this late.

There is a record in the magic book of the Inequality Academy.

Demon cultivators have always believed that they are the most perfect creations of heaven, smarter than demon cultivators, eager to learn, good at fighting, and have a longer lifespan than human cultivators.

But a fatal weakness of the demon cultivator is that the number is small, it cannot suppress the demonic nature, and it is easy to become insane. The number was originally small, and they would kill each other from time to time. Except for demon beasts, most of the soldiers that could be used in the Demon Realm were ghosts and ghosts.

Pei Chunzheng was different from Wang Ruyi. He could clearly see that it was an illusion, so it would be meaningless for her to change this illusion, so she could only try to penetrate his sea of ​​consciousness.

Before you wake up, dream first.

Qiao Wan pursed her lips and thought.

The young Taohua's eyes widened a little, and she suddenly grabbed the hem of her clothes in a trance and embarrassment, and hugged her gently.

This is a warm embrace that has let go of all defenses, and let go of all grudges and love and hate.

Pei Chunzheng rolled his throat, and the "Thank you" in his throat turned a few times, and came to his mouth: "Qiao Wan, thank you."

"I am sorry."

Although he killed the man with his own hands, in the end, he still lived like that man, repeatedly being ruthless.

But soon, Pei Chunzheng was speechless.

Because Qiao Wan weaved a dream in his consciousness.

In the dream, it was New Year's Eve. There were grandfather and uncle whom he had never met before. The uncle was sitting under the porch cleaning the gun, the grandfather was drinking tea, and Ruizhu was standing beside him, laughing.

Uncle's child is squatting in the yard to release firecrackers in the world.

He had just finished practicing the sword and returned to the yard when a slender white hand suddenly appeared in front of him. Su Xuezhi looked at him with a smile, and a kind smile appeared on the lonely face of Chunxue Kong Ting. He held his hand and gave him a warm hug.

A mother's hug to her son.

Qiao Wan stood up and looked at Pei Chunzheng, who was kneeling silently in the illusion, linking with a wisp of consciousness that maintained this dream, and continued to walk down.

In the opening scene, the big and the trumpets are separated, so it is more convenient for her to control the two numbers at the same time, and to explore other people's illusions at the same time.

Every decent person has something more or less unwilling to say behind the brilliance.

Xiao Boyang turned his head in embarrassment, his eyes flickering, he did not dare to look at the old man who was slumped in the cage, and squeezed out a few words between his teeth.

"Get out, old thing, get out of here."

He has been with him since he was born and served him. Even after so many years of death, his bones have turned to ashes and he will not let him go. But the old man in this cage is still dragging his empty, **** thigh roots. With a smile, he never blamed him.

Xiao Boyang clenched the handful of pea seeds in his hand, and looked at the row of wobbly turquoise zombies at the door.

What Xiao Boyu and his father did was far more than just selling human animals.

The monks in the realm of self-cultivation can be said to be all kinds of strange things. Such things as "ginseng essence" are often kept at home as human animals. After raising them for a period of time, their limbs are cut off and used for medicine, and then they continue to be raised. Stubble, cut a stubble to raise a stubble.

Repeatedly, I will never be able to break free from this cage and hell.

As for the one sitting in the cage, it is an old man with ginseng essence, and an old slave who has been with him since he was a child, serving him and taking care of his daily life. destiny.

As the young master grew up day by day, he began to get tired of this old thing that always followed his **** and made small reports to his father. No matter how angry he was or how he teased him, in the winter, he deliberately splashed water on the corridor and caused the ginseng essence to fall. .

"The young master's nature is not bad, but he is too naughty."

Later, the young master sneaked out to play and deliberately deceived the old ginseng essence. Unexpectedly, this game went wrong.

Like many children from rich families, although Young Master Xiao specially changed the clothes of the Xiao family, he was too high-profile and sloppy, and he made a lot of money. With the words "rich, come and kidnap me, come quickly."

Xiao Boyang, who left the Xiao family's protection for the first time, immediately tasted the suffering of the world and was kidnapped.

Fortunately, nothing major happened in the end, Xiao Boyu got the news and came with the guards of the Xiao family.

The kidnapper looked at Xiao Boyu's family crest on Xiao Boyu's sleeve in a dreadful enclave. In his dreams, he never imagined that the dude Erque, who was wrapped in a sack and thrown in the corner, was born into the Xiao family.

After regaining his senses, he quickly bowed down and cried bitterly.

"...Young master, spare your life! Us! We will never dare again!!"

Xiao Boyu glanced at the stupid brother in the corner, expressionless: "Do it."

The guards behind him swarmed up and chopped up the kidnappers in front of him like chopping melons and vegetables. As for Xiao Boyang, he was hiding in a sack, and he was so scared that he wet his pants.

After being brought home, he lay on the bed for three days in a row, and then Xiao Boyang recovered a little bit of energy, and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have seen that old man with ginseng essence for a long time.

"What about the old thing?"

Xiao Boyu was busy, glared at him angrily, and said indifferently: "I drove out."

"Aren't you bothering him? Well, it's his dereliction of duty that you were kidnapped, so he just kicked out of the house."

"I think you're not too young." Xiao Boyu said with a smile: "After driving away an old thing, how about eldest brother finding you two beautiful maids and sisters?"

The young Xiao Boyang blushed, was ashamed, and ran off without a trace.

For a long time after that, Xiao Boyang always felt that this old man's ginseng essence was really driven away. Anyway, his Xiao family was rich, even if he was driven away, he would definitely have given him enough pension.

He is an old man with ginseng essence, no ability, no children, loves to drink, only his flesh and blood is coveted by others. If he hadn't been attached to the Xiao family, he would have been cut white eight times. Xiao Boyang was also worried and left the old Xiao family. What should I do, but this worry was gradually consumed by heartless in the following days and turned into scum.

Until that day, Xiao Boyu and the animal that his father kept at home ran out, lay on the wall, and cried out to him for help in pain.

The thing on the wall has a woman's face, but a snake's body.

"What is this?" he asked.

"Human sacrifice." Xiao Boyu frowned and replied, "Don't care about your business, go back to sleep."

"Why are these things in my house?"

"It's just a temporary stay, I'll go back to the north."

Beibei... Isn't that Demon Realm?

Although Xiao Boyang was young, when he turned his head, he immediately noticed that something was wrong.

The woman on the wall...

The upper body and the lower body are almost as if they were sewn together with needles and threads, half human and half demon, which were forcibly put together.

"You want to send these things to the Demon Realm?!!"

Xiao Boyu was immediately annoyed: "Can you say this casually? Just be a straw bag, what's the matter? Now you want to be a hero?"

Xiao Bo was so angry that he sneaked into the dungeon where humans and animals were being held.

When he saw it, he instantly froze in place.

This is a **** hell. In the depths of this hell, he saw the ginseng essence with both legs cut off, the long beard dyed red with blood and lying in the cage with his eyes closed, like he was dead Same.

He confronted Xiao Boyu, and Xiao Boyu laughed at him for being naive and a sham. This person ( ) trafficker ( ) sells for huge profits. And don't you care about the old stuff? He is optimistic about you, and he wants to get out.

Although Xiao Boyu is a bit of a **** and always scolds him for being a scumbag, Xiao Boyang has no doubts about the love his father and Xiao Boyu have for him, but it is this reasonable, indifferent attitude that makes him even more unacceptable.

Xiao Boyu was annoyed by him: "Well, I'll give you a chance, as long as you dare to bring him out of the dungeon, I'll let him go."

The people locked in this dungeon are almost all monsters that are neither human nor ghosts. Some are crying, some are cursing. They want to go through the depths of this dungeon and memorize the old ginseng essence?

He can't.

He couldn't do it...to face the ginseng essence.

It was all his fault, and he dared not face him.

After hesitating for two days, the old ginseng essence died the next day.

Before dying, Xiao Boyu may have moved a little bit of pity and asked him to meet him.

The old ginseng essence in the cage opened his eyes weakly, and the pile of white beards under his jaw was dirty.

Seeing his guilt and timidity, he said, "Little young master, have you come to see the old slave again?"

He always knew that in the past two days, Xiao Boyang often hid at the door and peeked at him.

Seeing the fear and fear of the little boy in front of him, the old man Shen Jing smiled and said, "Don't be afraid, young master, although the old slave has become like this, he is still the old thing of the young master."

Finally, he sighed softly.

"Little master, the old slave never blamed you, go away, don't look at it."

And after he left, he gasped.

The old man had no children, so he raised him as a grandson.

But what did he do? He implicated him, he was afraid of the ginseng essence that turned into this, he was afraid.

He is not a person.