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Chapter 1 Sleeping school flowers are abolished, and the memory of the great sage is obtained(1/2)

Ying Yue was woken up by a bucket of cold water. The cold water stimulated his brain and made him wake up. He found himself lying on the wet ground, his whole body was sore, his limbs were weak, and he was unable to move.

"Where am I?"

Looking around, the sky was full of stars, surrounded by waist-deep weeds. Mosquitoes kept chirping, and Ying Yue felt a sense of fear in his heart for no reason.

"Master Zhao, is he awake?"

At this moment, a deep voice sounded, and Ying Yue trembled all over. He quickly turned his head and saw a dazzling beam of light coming towards him, which stung his eyes.

"Boy, okay, you dare to sleep with my wife, Mr. Zhao, you have the guts, you have the guts! I accept it!"

Zhao Ruihu knelt down and shone the light on Ying Yue's face: "You are the first person in Jiangzhou who dares to cuckold me. How can I thank you?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Ying Yue's face changed drastically, and his heart lifted up: "I didn't touch Yun Fei, don't frame me, we are innocent!"

"Fuck you!"

Zhao Ruihu sighed and spat on Ying Yue's face: "You bastard, you still want to fool me, right? You didn't touch her? If you didn't touch her, what were you doing with her in the hotel? Do you think I'm a fool?

"

"Mr. Zhao, things are not what you think!"

Ying Yue explained in a low voice: "Yunfei called me and asked me to go to the hotel to find her. If I don't go, she will jump off the building. I can't just watch her commit suicide, right?"

"You fucking bastard, who do you think you are, that Yunfei will jump off a building for you? Stop having sweet dreams!"

The more Zhao Ruihu thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he looked at Ying Yue, the more displeased he became. He slapped Ying Yue hard on the face, causing Ying Yue's nose to bleed.

"Since you violated the rules, I decided to give you a lesson you will never forget. Come on, beat me until you die!"

Zhao Ruihu said coldly.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao!"

After receiving the order, several big men in black clothes and holding baseball bats gathered around and beat Ying Yue severely.

When the stick comes down, the skin and flesh will be torn apart!

Ying Yue gritted his teeth and said nothing. He was used to such beatings.

Zhao Ruihu, wait, wait for me...

Ying Yue closed his eyes and roared crazily in his heart. His hatred for Zhao Ruihu couldn't be washed away by all the water in the rivers and lakes.

If possible, he wished he could shave Zhao Ruihu alive.

However, the fact is...there is no if!

Zhao Ruihu, the director of Huilong Group, the leader in Jiangzhou's real estate industry, and the son of the richest man in Jiangzhou, is followed by more than a dozen bodyguards when he goes out, while Yingyue is just an ordinary student.

The two are not of the same magnitude at all!

"Yunfei and I met first. The person she liked was me. It was me. But then you, Zhao Ruihu, came out of nowhere and threatened me constantly. In the past three years, you beat me 43 times!"

"I hate it so much! I wish I could kill you, you bastard!"

"But what about my family? What should I do with my family? If Zhao Ruihu dies, his father will definitely not let my family go!"

"Zhao Ruihu! You bastard will be stabbed a thousand times!"

More than a dozen baseball bats hit his body hard, leaving his skin and flesh torn. In just a few minutes, Ying Yue was beaten into a bloody man, covered in blood.

He said nothing, but his heart was full of hatred!

"You bastard, remember this. Get away as far as you want from now on. Don't let me see you and Yun Fei together. Otherwise, I will kill your whole family!"

Zhao Ruihu said coldly, turned and left.

"The look in this guy's eyes is frightening. Let me break his tendons and hamstrings..."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao!"

"No--"



The tendons of his hands and hamstrings were severed, and he was completely reduced to a disabled person.

This was a huge blow to Ying Yue. He was completely lost, his eyes were lifeless, and he had a deathly aura about him.

In addition to despair, there was boundless hatred in his eyes.

"I'm done, this life is completely done!"

"Without legs, I am a useless person!"

"Zhao Ruihu, it was you who harmed me, it was you who harmed me!"

Ying Yue felt despair and hatred in his heart, and his hatred was overwhelming: "If God can give me a chance, I will cut Zhao Ruihu into pieces with a thousand knives!"

"Hehehe, the little guy is very resentful!"

At this moment, a weak voice suddenly came from his mind, as if it sounded deep in his heart, instantly attracting Ying Yue's attention.

"who?"

Ying Yue took a breath and glanced around wildly.

"who I am?"

The weak voice sounded again, but it was full of endless majesty and defiance of everything: "I, Sun, will not change my name when I am walking, and I will not change my surname when I sit down. The same is true for the Monkey King, the Monkey King, hehehehe!"

"What the hell? Come out and stop hiding. I've been reduced to this, and I'm not afraid of anything!"

Ying Yue held his breath and scanned around, only to find that the forest was empty, except for the barren mountains and wild ridges. Was there anyone there?

"No need to look, I, Old Sun, will stay in your body!"

"Who are you, a human or a ghost?" Ying Yue shouted: "Get out of here!"

"What are you yelling about? Shut up! Listen carefully, I don't have much time left for you, so I'll keep my story short!"

The weak voice said slowly: "My old grandson has been severely injured. Only the true spirit is left parasitic in your sea of ​​consciousness, but it can't last long and will fall into a deep sleep at any time!"

Ying Yue's head was dizzy, but he was sure that this voice was definitely not an auditory hallucination, it was definitely not an auditory hallucination, but it truly resounded deep in his heart.

He guarantees 100% that it is definitely not an auditory hallucination!

My grandson?

Monkey King?

Oh my god!

Damn it!

"Don't you want revenge? There is an opportunity in front of you now, it depends on whether you want it or not!"

Sun Dasheng's voice sounded again.

Hearing the word revenge, Ying Yue's eyes filled with hatred, and he asked almost instinctively: "No matter what the opportunity is, as long as it allows me to kill Zhao Ruihu, I am willing to accept it!"

"Accept the memory of my old grandson!"

The Great Sage seemed to have suffered a severe blow and looked very weak: "As long as you accept the memory of my old grandson, you will be able to gain countless cultivation techniques and experiences, with which you can reshape your body and change your destiny against the will of heaven."

"Then can I take revenge?"

"able!"

"Can I get my hands and legs back?"

"Immortal life and living as long as heaven are a matter of course!"

Live forever and live as long as heaven!!!

Ying Yue's breath was suffocated, and his heart was beating loudly: "Why did you give me such a big gift for nothing? Could it be that you were trying to trick me?"

"Of course I, Sun, will not engage in loss-making business. Remember: when you become stronger in the future, you must help me, Sun, resurrect!"

The Great Sage finally stated his conditions!

"Sun Dasheng, I promise you: as long as what you say is true, when I have the ability in the future, I will definitely help you resurrect. If you violate this oath, heaven will strike with thunder!"

"very good……"

The Great Sage's voice weakened, and with a "Boom--", Ying Yue felt as if he was struck by lightning, and a flood of memories flooded into his mind. He felt as if his temple had been hit by a heavy hammer, and after a scream

, then passed out.



Time passed slowly, and one night passed.

The sun gradually rose, and Ying Yue slowly woke up.

"My head hurts..."

At this time, Yingyue was very uncomfortable. He was dizzy and groggy, and strange memories collided and flashed in his brain.

It's like a dream, but very clear.

It's like I've experienced it myself, but it feels so far away.
To be continued...
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