In this way, I quietly thought about my thoughts along the way and quietly took the bus back to my mansion.
After returning home, I looked at the dark and deserted villa in front of me, quietly returned to my bedroom on the second floor, turned on the desk lamp on the desk, and brought this only little warmth to this huge house.
Since entering this dark world of rights, I have begun to dislike strangers appearing by my side, so after 8 o'clock in the evening, I will order all the servants in the room to leave. On the one hand, this is to prevent spies who may be infiltrated among the servants from surveillance of my daily life, and on the other hand, to protect my secret of practicing in secret.
As usual, after reading the reports from each of my subordinates on the desk, I had a rough understanding of the department's recent tasks. After writing the development plan for the department for a period of time, I got up and walked to the bookshelf behind me, picked up three blue cover books in the second row in order, and opened the door of the training room hidden behind the bookshelf with the key in my pocket, sat cross-legged and started my daily practice.
It is actually just a family-born luck method taught to me by my aunt. Although according to the records of this technique, practicing to the depths can arouse a certain special ability within the practitioner's body, I have been practicing this technique for nearly fifteen years and it has only played some functions to strengthen the body. However, my aunt told me that the last step of cultivation must use that special method to make me practice successfully, and can truly turn from insects into dragons, and from ordinary people to superpowers.
But now, my cultivation has reached a bottleneck state. Once I sit down, I can feel a faint pain in my meridians. What's bad is that as time goes by, this inexplicable pain has begun to deepen, and even to the point where I have begun to be unbearable.
I have asked my aunt about this situation, but she told me that this is a sign of my success in cultivation. According to family records, once this pain occurs, it will become heavier and heavier as the cultivation deepens, until it becomes unbearable to anyone. If you do not change the flow of qi through that special method or give up practicing, there is no third way in the world to remove this pain!
Is it really that only that method can allow me to gain superpowers?
Should I really do that?
Why did I feel so hesitant at this last moment? Didn’t I plan to sacrifice my mother long ago?
Why?
Countless reasons began to appear in my mind...
At this moment, my heart was completely confused, and it was like the cold and ruthless Baron X!
I knew that in my mood, I was no longer suitable for continuing my practice, so I had to stop practicing and return to the bedroom, lying alone in bed, thinking about the future between my mother and me...
The next day, I got up and got out of bed because I didn't sleep well all night. I looked at the obvious dark circles in my mirror and laughed helplessly. I didn't expect that I, who was determined to take revenge, would be so soft-hearted when I saw the enemy who ruined my family!
No!
I'm not such a person!
Thinking of this, I punched the mirror in front of me with anger!
Looking at my twisted and deformed face on the fragments of the mirror, I tried hard to awaken the unbearable memories in my heart, constantly reminding me how much I hated her and how much I wanted to destroy her!
Take this to strengthen your gradually shaking determination!
Hearing the movement in my bedroom, the servants who came to the villa only at 8 o'clock in the morning were frightened and hurriedly pushed the door in and saw what was going on. After seeing my hands full of blood standing in front of the fragments of the mirror, they hurriedly helped me bandage the wound on my hand. However, out of fear of my identity, they did not dare to ask more questions. After quietly sorting out the fragments of the ground, they hurriedly left.
I stood in my room for a long time and tidied up my upset mood. After a long time, I got up and went downstairs to finish breakfast alone. I waved my hand and asked the maid beside me to come forward and told her to bring her mother and daughter to me.
Not long after, the three mothers dressed in maid were brought to me. Looking at the three women in front of me wearing high-end black lace lace stockings and pure black medieval maids, standing in front of me uneasy. In an instant, my heart was filled with suppressed black desires. I couldn't help but lick the wound on my hands through gauze, feeling the tempting smell of blood, and staring naked at the familiar and strange mother in front of me with a desire-filled look.
Come and sit down!
I loudly ordered my mother to walk in front of me and point at my thighs to sit down. I saw that my mother looked reluctant, but reality forced her to obey my orders and her whole body was stiff and she was on my legs.
But my two sisters who are not related to blood are different on the other side. Yesterday, they were still noble ladies and saw their elegant and charming mothers step forward and sit on the bastard's lap with helpless expressions. They immediately became angry!
Let go of my mother, you beast!
The younger cute little cute looked angry, like a little lion, kicking her cute eyes, rushed to me and cried to the side with her little fist and started to beat me.
The older one was not willing to be outdone. She screamed and stepped forward and bit my arm tightly with her mouth. At the same time, she grabbed my mother's clothes and wanted to get her off my legs. The room suddenly became a mess!
If he were attacked by a inferior man, if he had been other nobles, he would have turned against him or even killed others!
But I didn't think so in my heart, not because I had a tendency to abuse it, but because I knew that the more I was attacked now, the more I could get from my mother after that. So I let these two sisters fight on me, without saying a word until my servant outside rushed forward and pulled the two girls away from me
Never seen servants who dared to be so arrogant. Looking at the two girls in their hands who were still unwilling to give up even if they were pulled away, they were scared to touch me. They had never seen such a thing and had no idea what to do with this matter. They had to pull the two of them from me to the side, cover their still chattering mouths and stand aside waiting for my handling.
The mother sitting on my lap was also frightened by her daughter's unrestrained behavior. She opened her mouth wide and didn't know what to do!
The dining room was silent in such a strange moment. I squinted my eyes and looked at my mother on my legs quietly, sneering and waiting for my mother's reaction. My mother looked at me with a surprised look on her face and stared at my daughter. The servants on the side were waiting for my orders with a weird look on their faces. For a moment, the people in the dining room looked at each other strangely.
Finally, my mother reacted first, hurriedly got off my legs and knelt in front of me, hugged my legs in panic, and begged: Sorry, Master! They are both young and ignorant, offended you! They are all because I have poor education! Please punish me, don’t punish them!
Thinking of the punishment of the nobles whom I knew to the servants, my mother was so scared that she didn't know what to do. She only knew to hold my legs tightly while crying.
I looked at my mother's appearance at this moment and looked down at the slender neck exposed by my kneeling and a large area of snow-white skin behind me. I deeply felt the huge difference in identity between me and my mother at this time, and my heart was filled with wonderful pleasure: This was how your daughter treated me yesterday. I forgave them. I can forgive them now, but it depends on you... I raised my mother's head with my toes, stared at her crying pear blossoms and rainy face, and waited for her answer with a lewd smile on her face.
After returning home, I looked at the dark and deserted villa in front of me, quietly returned to my bedroom on the second floor, turned on the desk lamp on the desk, and brought this only little warmth to this huge house.
Since entering this dark world of rights, I have begun to dislike strangers appearing by my side, so after 8 o'clock in the evening, I will order all the servants in the room to leave. On the one hand, this is to prevent spies who may be infiltrated among the servants from surveillance of my daily life, and on the other hand, to protect my secret of practicing in secret.
As usual, after reading the reports from each of my subordinates on the desk, I had a rough understanding of the department's recent tasks. After writing the development plan for the department for a period of time, I got up and walked to the bookshelf behind me, picked up three blue cover books in the second row in order, and opened the door of the training room hidden behind the bookshelf with the key in my pocket, sat cross-legged and started my daily practice.
It is actually just a family-born luck method taught to me by my aunt. Although according to the records of this technique, practicing to the depths can arouse a certain special ability within the practitioner's body, I have been practicing this technique for nearly fifteen years and it has only played some functions to strengthen the body. However, my aunt told me that the last step of cultivation must use that special method to make me practice successfully, and can truly turn from insects into dragons, and from ordinary people to superpowers.
But now, my cultivation has reached a bottleneck state. Once I sit down, I can feel a faint pain in my meridians. What's bad is that as time goes by, this inexplicable pain has begun to deepen, and even to the point where I have begun to be unbearable.
I have asked my aunt about this situation, but she told me that this is a sign of my success in cultivation. According to family records, once this pain occurs, it will become heavier and heavier as the cultivation deepens, until it becomes unbearable to anyone. If you do not change the flow of qi through that special method or give up practicing, there is no third way in the world to remove this pain!
Is it really that only that method can allow me to gain superpowers?
Should I really do that?
Why did I feel so hesitant at this last moment? Didn’t I plan to sacrifice my mother long ago?
Why?
Countless reasons began to appear in my mind...
At this moment, my heart was completely confused, and it was like the cold and ruthless Baron X!
I knew that in my mood, I was no longer suitable for continuing my practice, so I had to stop practicing and return to the bedroom, lying alone in bed, thinking about the future between my mother and me...
The next day, I got up and got out of bed because I didn't sleep well all night. I looked at the obvious dark circles in my mirror and laughed helplessly. I didn't expect that I, who was determined to take revenge, would be so soft-hearted when I saw the enemy who ruined my family!
No!
I'm not such a person!
Thinking of this, I punched the mirror in front of me with anger!
Looking at my twisted and deformed face on the fragments of the mirror, I tried hard to awaken the unbearable memories in my heart, constantly reminding me how much I hated her and how much I wanted to destroy her!
Take this to strengthen your gradually shaking determination!
Hearing the movement in my bedroom, the servants who came to the villa only at 8 o'clock in the morning were frightened and hurriedly pushed the door in and saw what was going on. After seeing my hands full of blood standing in front of the fragments of the mirror, they hurriedly helped me bandage the wound on my hand. However, out of fear of my identity, they did not dare to ask more questions. After quietly sorting out the fragments of the ground, they hurriedly left.
I stood in my room for a long time and tidied up my upset mood. After a long time, I got up and went downstairs to finish breakfast alone. I waved my hand and asked the maid beside me to come forward and told her to bring her mother and daughter to me.
Not long after, the three mothers dressed in maid were brought to me. Looking at the three women in front of me wearing high-end black lace lace stockings and pure black medieval maids, standing in front of me uneasy. In an instant, my heart was filled with suppressed black desires. I couldn't help but lick the wound on my hands through gauze, feeling the tempting smell of blood, and staring naked at the familiar and strange mother in front of me with a desire-filled look.
Come and sit down!
I loudly ordered my mother to walk in front of me and point at my thighs to sit down. I saw that my mother looked reluctant, but reality forced her to obey my orders and her whole body was stiff and she was on my legs.
But my two sisters who are not related to blood are different on the other side. Yesterday, they were still noble ladies and saw their elegant and charming mothers step forward and sit on the bastard's lap with helpless expressions. They immediately became angry!
Let go of my mother, you beast!
The younger cute little cute looked angry, like a little lion, kicking her cute eyes, rushed to me and cried to the side with her little fist and started to beat me.
The older one was not willing to be outdone. She screamed and stepped forward and bit my arm tightly with her mouth. At the same time, she grabbed my mother's clothes and wanted to get her off my legs. The room suddenly became a mess!
If he were attacked by a inferior man, if he had been other nobles, he would have turned against him or even killed others!
But I didn't think so in my heart, not because I had a tendency to abuse it, but because I knew that the more I was attacked now, the more I could get from my mother after that. So I let these two sisters fight on me, without saying a word until my servant outside rushed forward and pulled the two girls away from me
Never seen servants who dared to be so arrogant. Looking at the two girls in their hands who were still unwilling to give up even if they were pulled away, they were scared to touch me. They had never seen such a thing and had no idea what to do with this matter. They had to pull the two of them from me to the side, cover their still chattering mouths and stand aside waiting for my handling.
The mother sitting on my lap was also frightened by her daughter's unrestrained behavior. She opened her mouth wide and didn't know what to do!
The dining room was silent in such a strange moment. I squinted my eyes and looked at my mother on my legs quietly, sneering and waiting for my mother's reaction. My mother looked at me with a surprised look on her face and stared at my daughter. The servants on the side were waiting for my orders with a weird look on their faces. For a moment, the people in the dining room looked at each other strangely.
Finally, my mother reacted first, hurriedly got off my legs and knelt in front of me, hugged my legs in panic, and begged: Sorry, Master! They are both young and ignorant, offended you! They are all because I have poor education! Please punish me, don’t punish them!
Thinking of the punishment of the nobles whom I knew to the servants, my mother was so scared that she didn't know what to do. She only knew to hold my legs tightly while crying.
I looked at my mother's appearance at this moment and looked down at the slender neck exposed by my kneeling and a large area of snow-white skin behind me. I deeply felt the huge difference in identity between me and my mother at this time, and my heart was filled with wonderful pleasure: This was how your daughter treated me yesterday. I forgave them. I can forgive them now, but it depends on you... I raised my mother's head with my toes, stared at her crying pear blossoms and rainy face, and waited for her answer with a lewd smile on her face.
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