"Only you! Only you look at me is not contempt, but sympathy! I hate this look! I don't need sympathy! I don't need to understand! You don't know how happy it is to gain the power of the sky fire! Ah hahahahaha!"

"Even if it has to resist every night! Every time it is late at night, everyone falls asleep and everyone falls asleep, the pain caused by the repulsion of the sky fire! But I am proud of it!"

"You don't understand! This is the pain that only strong people deserve! So don't look at me with such disgusting eyes. Do you know that every time I see you, I want to vomit!"

Zi Ming was still roaring loudly, but Yaorao felt a trembling heart when she heard the boy's hard shout. It turned out that the boy's heart had been twisted to this extent by the sky fire.

"I sympathize with you."

Yaorao put away her fists in front of her and stimulated Zi Ming even harder: "Even if you hold the heavenly level strange fire, you are just a weak person in my eyes."

"I dare to say that I am a weak person. I want to burn you to death with the sky fire!" Zi Ming, who was beaten to the swollen eyes as soon as Yaorao came up, shouted excitedly.

While avoiding the fire that burst out from Zi Ming's body, Yaorao said quietly: "In fact, deep down in her heart, you also sympathize with yourself, so she can't stand seeing similar expressions on other people's faces. This expression reminds you of your true thoughts in your heart all the time."

"Being proud of the sky fire is just your disguise, because except for showing off, you can't find the meaning of living!"

Zi Ming's body was obviously stunned, and a trace of obvious anger rose from his twitching cheeks, and he no longer talked to Yao Rao.

"I'm going to kill you!"

He roared softly, his voice like a beast's roar.

"I don't laugh at you, but it makes you feel uncomfortable, because in your subconscious, you also agree with others' contempt for your appearance. You look down on yourself and your ugly appearance. But that small and fragile self-esteem does not allow others to see your cowardice, and does not allow others to sympathize with you. Is it right?"

He barely avoided Zi Ming's attack, and his enchanting voice was like a sharp blade that cut a rock, directly inserted into Zi Ming's heart.

"Don't talk anymore!" Zi Ming roared in pain with his head in his arms.

Who knew his inner pain? He was sold to the pharmacist branch of Yunguo by his relatives because of his natural affinity for fire since childhood. He was forced to accept various inhuman abuse. His companions who went with him could not bear the pain of the alien fire entering the body and died, and he was the only one who survived tenaciously.

However, when he thought his pain was finally over, he found that he had already become a monster that would never be accepted by the world!

No one remembers his original name! No one even treats him as a person!

In the eyes of Master Fengtian, he is just a container of Ziming Heavenly Fire. It doesn’t matter whether he hurts or not, it doesn’t matter whether he is ugly or not. All glory exists only because of the Heavenly Fire!

Apart from being arrogant! In addition to pursuing the powerful power of Ziming Heavenly Fire, what else can support him to survive?

"It is sad to regard yourself as a heavenly fire and claim to be powerful." Yaorao continued.

"It is shameful to hide your cowardice and live a walking corpse!"

"You are not the heavenly fire, and there is no need to live for the heavenly fire, because you are you!"

Zi Ming's body shocked!

You are you! This sentence keeps echoing in his ears, shaking his soul.

Could it be that the reason why Koniti made him feel unbearable was not because he had sympathy in his eyes, but because his gaze had already penetrated the cloak of Tianhuo, and he saw the humble self in his soul without sarcasm or ridicule?

"You don't understand me!" Zi Ming shouted in panic. No one knew his past, so no one needed to know his present!

"I don't need to understand you."

A smile appeared on the corner of her enchanting mouth. At this time, she had already passed Zi Ming's barrier and stood on a high platform.

"But do you understand yourself?"

"What's the name of that boy who was called before Zi Ming? Do you still remember?"

"Do you still remember the boy who had dreams before becoming the Tianhuo Container?"

"I..." Zi Ming panicked and found that he really couldn't remember the name he used to be!

And dreams? What was his dream once?

This word is like a mirage that he has never touched!

Zi Ming was confused, but in the confusion, he seemed to have the illusion of seeing the bright moon with clearing the clouds and mists. Something that had been persisting in his heart was collapsing!

"You are not a container of Tianhuo. Tianhuo is just one of your abilities. Don't be bound by it. Think of your name in the future and tell me!"

The boy in black robe stood sideways on the platform, and the moonlight shone on his angular mask along his long hair that was buckled high behind his head.

The wind blew quietly, and there was silence everywhere, and even the sky fire restrained its violent heat.

Zi Ming tried his best to open his swollen eyes that were struck by Kooni.

He saw a young man wearing a masked body wrapped in the light of the silver moon, standing in the wind, his robe and long hair dancing in the wind, like an elf in the dark night jumping. But the young man exuded a steady momentum, as if the eyes hidden under the mask could see through the hardest barriers in the world and point directly to the most fragile place in the human heart.

It makes people have nowhere to hide in the darkness, no longer want to pretend to be their true self, but just wants to bow their heads and surrender.

Submitted to his gaze that looked down on the world, and to her proud temperament.

Remind his words quietly!

"I...I will think of my name!"

The purple-haired boy shouted loudly, as if he was venting his complex emotions in his heart, and more like a vow!

The first time I made a vow for my future!

"very good……"

A peerless smile appeared on the corner of her enchanting lips. She ran away to her residence in the distance with the night wind, leaving only a fleeting afterimage.
Chapter completed!