It's okay, it's not your fault
The girl's clean and clear voice seemed to wash away some of the circling and intertwined evil thoughts in his heart, and at the same time, it ruthlessly awakened his nightmare.
The heart seems to be tightly held by someone, unable to breathe
Song Tong was stunned in place. After a while, he laughed suddenly as if he heard a joke, and even the corners of his eyes were wet.
What does she know...
Of course he knew that it was not his fault at all!
When the father fell slowly, the mother covered his eyes tremblingly. The six-year-old boy had an obsession in his heart. He refused to close his eyes obediently. He stared at the same time like a corpse that was vainly dead. He stood motionless, and through the woman's fingers, the blood on the ground was covered in the eyes.
It was he willingly...
It's okay, it's not your fault...
Dong'er doesn't cry, no...yes, this is your fault...
He clearly didn't cry, but his mother still comforted him over and over again. After hearing the same sentence too much, she couldn't tell whether she was comforting him or trying hard to convince herself.
How many of the hatred that kept surging in the mother's words was actually targeting him when she stabbed the arrogant murderer?
hypocritical
She didn't tell him the truth until she died
...You shouldn't be alive
At that time, Song Tong was covered in blood. When he heard this, there was no slight fluctuation on his innocent face. He smiled and put the knife in his hand into her chest again. He turned his wrists as if to relieve fatigue, and the blade also turned around in her body.
The old and weak woman cried and laughed, cursing him and begging for his forgiveness
The boy didn't say anything, just lowered his head and kissed her forehead, cheeks, lips...
If he ignored his hand that pinched her neck, the admiration and attachment on his face might really be a picture of a kind mother, a filial son, and a filial piety.
The strength in his hands gradually increased, and he stared at her gradually blue face, and even his eyes were almost falling out.
So ugly
Mother, am I so ugly in front of you?
It's so disgusting, no wonder you don't want to see me
Hum? What do you want to say?
He tilted his head, looked at the woman who was struggling with her eyes rolling, and laughed nervously, "It's okay, I know it's not your fault, it's all they forced you, right?"
Don't worry... The Song family will go with you soon
*
The Song family was originally a declining immortal cultivation family, but it did not regain its strength in the past three hundred years.
The master of the hometown has been in the Nascent Soul for hundreds of years and has not made any breakthroughs. Just when everyone thought he was about to be transformed, he suddenly got a mysterious opportunity and was suddenly promoted to the out-of-body stage. A hundred years ago, he broke through the transformation of God at an extremely fast speed, and used his power to reshape the Song family's position in the immortal world several times.
It is logical that the Song family members still have the past exercises, but their strength has increased, making people confused. I don’t know what kind of opportunity this is to rewrite the fate of the entire family.
Let the people outside have different opinions, and the Song family's direct family always keeps their mouths on this
This so-called great opportunity was actually stolen by the Song family's hometown accidentally from the invading demon clan. If the Wanxian Alliance knows it, it will definitely be confiscated. The Song family finally returned to the mainstream of the immortal cultivation world. No one was willing to give up this position, so they took this treasure of the Demon World for themselves without hiding the Wanxian Alliance.
However, the way of cultivating this treasure is extremely bloody and weird. Except for the master of Song's hometown who can barely control it, the Song family has damaged several children who are qualified and talented, but still cannot find a way to pass on the old path of decline. Seeing that they are about to walk again, the seventh son of the Song family came up with a trick of damage.
……
Dad...He, he looks so disgusting, shouldn't he die? The little boy looked at the thing twitching in pain in the cage. In addition to being afraid, the disgusting on his face was undoubtedly revealed.
Don't worry, I can't die even if I want to die
The middle-aged man standing next to the boy smiled coldly, Zhan'er, go and feed Qiankun Gu some nutrients. In another half a year, the succession ceremony of the head of the family will be. Before that, he must be allowed to hatch the Gu mother.
Ah... The boy called Zhan'er frowned in grievance. I don't want to touch those bugs. It's too dirty.
As soon as he finished speaking, his father got harshly at the back of his head. What a stupid thing to say, if you don’t develop a good relationship with the queen of Gu, you will suffer when it is moved to you! Go quickly!
Forced by his father's tyranny, Song Zhan could only walk to all kinds of poisonous insects in the bottles and jars next to him with a reluctant face. He picked two bottles and walked to the front of the cage.
The object with a disheveled hair and a foul smell inside was obviously a teenage child, but compared to Song Zhan, who was the same age, he was as thin as a malnourished girl.
His left ankle was penetrated by a strange nail with black gas, firmly fixed on the ground. The skin on it had begun to rot and was damaged, densely covered with various insect bites.
Song Zhan opened the bottle and put the poisonous insects inside on the ground. They immediately rushed towards the place with the strongest black air as if they felt something.
The child on the ground seemed to realize something, and his hoarse throat shouted helplessly, but he still couldn't stop the poisonous insects from invading his body little by little along his ankles!
AhAhAh...No! It hurts so much... It hurts so much. Why... it treats me like this?
Even though her hair was unkempt, her light brown eyes still exuded the ultimate beauty, but the red bloodstains inside looked particularly hideous. The child looked at the woman who was trembling at the door through the cage, and cried in despair: Mother...Mother...Save me...Save Dong'er...Ah...
The blood in his eyes replaced the already dry tears. Although the woman's face was a little pale, she was wearing clothes that were more gorgeous than before. She gritted her teeth and said to the man: It's too smelly here, husband, let's go quickly.
The man nodded, looked at him indifferently, and said: The only value of your life is to sacrifice for the Song family. If you can get this honor, you should be satisfied.
After saying that, he stepped forward and hugged the woman's shoulder and left with great strides.
*
Ding A-level guide object Song Tong favors +10
Song Tong's favorability rose briefly and collapsed like a dam
Ding A-level guide object Song Tong's favorable impression-10
Ding A-level guide object Song Tong's favorable impression-10
Ding A-level guide object Song Tong's favorable impression-10
……
Finally, it's just stopped at the minus 30 position
Finished
These two words slowly floated through Yun Shang's mind
She looked at the boy stiffly and laughed, and she burst into tears. She was freezing and did not dare to act rashly. She collapsed and cursed: What kind of luck is this?!
Her cliff triggered the self-defense mechanism of Yan Jiao?!
When the boy raised his head again, his charming shallow eyes finally revealed the cruelty and ruthlessness he should have. The corners of his red eyes were filled with toxic redness. His face, which was removed from his disguise, was full of sarcasm. Junior sister, it is not a good thing to be self-righteous.
He looked at her with no longer a teasing look, but was really like looking at a piece of dead meat on a chopping board, carefully measuring what to do with it
Although it's a bit troublesome, it's a matter of destroying corpses and trashing...
Song Tong smiled sweetly. He thought she would be more interesting than others. He didn't expect that she was so stupid. He didn't show off a hypocritical face here with compassion!
The boy's smile gradually disappeared, showing a cold and disgusting expression, and his left hand drew a pattern in the air three or two under the air
At such a weak moment, forced activation will cause backlash, but so what?
The boy's eyes were gradually covered with blood, and the evil thoughts in his heart swept in waves. He wanted to kill, he wanted to kill, he wanted to kill, he wanted to kill!!!
This anxiety is nowhere to vent
Only cruel killing can be repaired
Yun Shang instantly felt an inexplicable colic in his body. He ignored her reaction. The boy was like an unpredictable Shura evil ghost, and there seemed to be an unstable mist in his scarlet eyes: If you have any last words, just say it.
But don't be too long-winded, otherwise you may die in pain~ After saying this, Song Tong showed some childish pride on his face. He turned his head to look at Yun Shang, obsession and expectation flashed in his eyes
He is morbidly obsessed with the regretful expression of people crying before their death
Those who shouldn't offend him will eventually die in pain with such thoughts
However, the picture he expected did not appear
The brain is often the most awake in times of crisis. Yun Shang quickly recovers from calmness after a moment of trance and quickly thinks about countermeasures.
At this time, continuing to follow the innocent little white flower's route is a dead end. She dared not underestimate the murderous intent of sick girls. She thought that she would not break and not stand up. Instead of waiting for death, she would rather give it a try.
So, she endured the pain of her abdomen being split from the inside, and tried to say in the calmest tone: Childish ghost
Her face was quiet, as if all this had nothing to do with her life and death, but there was a faint disdain between her eyebrows and eyes, which made Song Tong look like a furious cat, staring at her coldly
You say it again?
The girl's clean and clear voice seemed to wash away some of the circling and intertwined evil thoughts in his heart, and at the same time, it ruthlessly awakened his nightmare.
The heart seems to be tightly held by someone, unable to breathe
Song Tong was stunned in place. After a while, he laughed suddenly as if he heard a joke, and even the corners of his eyes were wet.
What does she know...
Of course he knew that it was not his fault at all!
When the father fell slowly, the mother covered his eyes tremblingly. The six-year-old boy had an obsession in his heart. He refused to close his eyes obediently. He stared at the same time like a corpse that was vainly dead. He stood motionless, and through the woman's fingers, the blood on the ground was covered in the eyes.
It was he willingly...
It's okay, it's not your fault...
Dong'er doesn't cry, no...yes, this is your fault...
He clearly didn't cry, but his mother still comforted him over and over again. After hearing the same sentence too much, she couldn't tell whether she was comforting him or trying hard to convince herself.
How many of the hatred that kept surging in the mother's words was actually targeting him when she stabbed the arrogant murderer?
hypocritical
She didn't tell him the truth until she died
...You shouldn't be alive
At that time, Song Tong was covered in blood. When he heard this, there was no slight fluctuation on his innocent face. He smiled and put the knife in his hand into her chest again. He turned his wrists as if to relieve fatigue, and the blade also turned around in her body.
The old and weak woman cried and laughed, cursing him and begging for his forgiveness
The boy didn't say anything, just lowered his head and kissed her forehead, cheeks, lips...
If he ignored his hand that pinched her neck, the admiration and attachment on his face might really be a picture of a kind mother, a filial son, and a filial piety.
The strength in his hands gradually increased, and he stared at her gradually blue face, and even his eyes were almost falling out.
So ugly
Mother, am I so ugly in front of you?
It's so disgusting, no wonder you don't want to see me
Hum? What do you want to say?
He tilted his head, looked at the woman who was struggling with her eyes rolling, and laughed nervously, "It's okay, I know it's not your fault, it's all they forced you, right?"
Don't worry... The Song family will go with you soon
*
The Song family was originally a declining immortal cultivation family, but it did not regain its strength in the past three hundred years.
The master of the hometown has been in the Nascent Soul for hundreds of years and has not made any breakthroughs. Just when everyone thought he was about to be transformed, he suddenly got a mysterious opportunity and was suddenly promoted to the out-of-body stage. A hundred years ago, he broke through the transformation of God at an extremely fast speed, and used his power to reshape the Song family's position in the immortal world several times.
It is logical that the Song family members still have the past exercises, but their strength has increased, making people confused. I don’t know what kind of opportunity this is to rewrite the fate of the entire family.
Let the people outside have different opinions, and the Song family's direct family always keeps their mouths on this
This so-called great opportunity was actually stolen by the Song family's hometown accidentally from the invading demon clan. If the Wanxian Alliance knows it, it will definitely be confiscated. The Song family finally returned to the mainstream of the immortal cultivation world. No one was willing to give up this position, so they took this treasure of the Demon World for themselves without hiding the Wanxian Alliance.
However, the way of cultivating this treasure is extremely bloody and weird. Except for the master of Song's hometown who can barely control it, the Song family has damaged several children who are qualified and talented, but still cannot find a way to pass on the old path of decline. Seeing that they are about to walk again, the seventh son of the Song family came up with a trick of damage.
……
Dad...He, he looks so disgusting, shouldn't he die? The little boy looked at the thing twitching in pain in the cage. In addition to being afraid, the disgusting on his face was undoubtedly revealed.
Don't worry, I can't die even if I want to die
The middle-aged man standing next to the boy smiled coldly, Zhan'er, go and feed Qiankun Gu some nutrients. In another half a year, the succession ceremony of the head of the family will be. Before that, he must be allowed to hatch the Gu mother.
Ah... The boy called Zhan'er frowned in grievance. I don't want to touch those bugs. It's too dirty.
As soon as he finished speaking, his father got harshly at the back of his head. What a stupid thing to say, if you don’t develop a good relationship with the queen of Gu, you will suffer when it is moved to you! Go quickly!
Forced by his father's tyranny, Song Zhan could only walk to all kinds of poisonous insects in the bottles and jars next to him with a reluctant face. He picked two bottles and walked to the front of the cage.
The object with a disheveled hair and a foul smell inside was obviously a teenage child, but compared to Song Zhan, who was the same age, he was as thin as a malnourished girl.
His left ankle was penetrated by a strange nail with black gas, firmly fixed on the ground. The skin on it had begun to rot and was damaged, densely covered with various insect bites.
Song Zhan opened the bottle and put the poisonous insects inside on the ground. They immediately rushed towards the place with the strongest black air as if they felt something.
The child on the ground seemed to realize something, and his hoarse throat shouted helplessly, but he still couldn't stop the poisonous insects from invading his body little by little along his ankles!
AhAhAh...No! It hurts so much... It hurts so much. Why... it treats me like this?
Even though her hair was unkempt, her light brown eyes still exuded the ultimate beauty, but the red bloodstains inside looked particularly hideous. The child looked at the woman who was trembling at the door through the cage, and cried in despair: Mother...Mother...Save me...Save Dong'er...Ah...
The blood in his eyes replaced the already dry tears. Although the woman's face was a little pale, she was wearing clothes that were more gorgeous than before. She gritted her teeth and said to the man: It's too smelly here, husband, let's go quickly.
The man nodded, looked at him indifferently, and said: The only value of your life is to sacrifice for the Song family. If you can get this honor, you should be satisfied.
After saying that, he stepped forward and hugged the woman's shoulder and left with great strides.
*
Ding A-level guide object Song Tong favors +10
Song Tong's favorability rose briefly and collapsed like a dam
Ding A-level guide object Song Tong's favorable impression-10
Ding A-level guide object Song Tong's favorable impression-10
Ding A-level guide object Song Tong's favorable impression-10
……
Finally, it's just stopped at the minus 30 position
Finished
These two words slowly floated through Yun Shang's mind
She looked at the boy stiffly and laughed, and she burst into tears. She was freezing and did not dare to act rashly. She collapsed and cursed: What kind of luck is this?!
Her cliff triggered the self-defense mechanism of Yan Jiao?!
When the boy raised his head again, his charming shallow eyes finally revealed the cruelty and ruthlessness he should have. The corners of his red eyes were filled with toxic redness. His face, which was removed from his disguise, was full of sarcasm. Junior sister, it is not a good thing to be self-righteous.
He looked at her with no longer a teasing look, but was really like looking at a piece of dead meat on a chopping board, carefully measuring what to do with it
Although it's a bit troublesome, it's a matter of destroying corpses and trashing...
Song Tong smiled sweetly. He thought she would be more interesting than others. He didn't expect that she was so stupid. He didn't show off a hypocritical face here with compassion!
The boy's smile gradually disappeared, showing a cold and disgusting expression, and his left hand drew a pattern in the air three or two under the air
At such a weak moment, forced activation will cause backlash, but so what?
The boy's eyes were gradually covered with blood, and the evil thoughts in his heart swept in waves. He wanted to kill, he wanted to kill, he wanted to kill, he wanted to kill!!!
This anxiety is nowhere to vent
Only cruel killing can be repaired
Yun Shang instantly felt an inexplicable colic in his body. He ignored her reaction. The boy was like an unpredictable Shura evil ghost, and there seemed to be an unstable mist in his scarlet eyes: If you have any last words, just say it.
But don't be too long-winded, otherwise you may die in pain~ After saying this, Song Tong showed some childish pride on his face. He turned his head to look at Yun Shang, obsession and expectation flashed in his eyes
He is morbidly obsessed with the regretful expression of people crying before their death
Those who shouldn't offend him will eventually die in pain with such thoughts
However, the picture he expected did not appear
The brain is often the most awake in times of crisis. Yun Shang quickly recovers from calmness after a moment of trance and quickly thinks about countermeasures.
At this time, continuing to follow the innocent little white flower's route is a dead end. She dared not underestimate the murderous intent of sick girls. She thought that she would not break and not stand up. Instead of waiting for death, she would rather give it a try.
So, she endured the pain of her abdomen being split from the inside, and tried to say in the calmest tone: Childish ghost
Her face was quiet, as if all this had nothing to do with her life and death, but there was a faint disdain between her eyebrows and eyes, which made Song Tong look like a furious cat, staring at her coldly
You say it again?
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