When he lowered his head, he could still see the nine kinds of physical disasters on his body. The feeling of pain was so profound, but he could miraculously ignore it, as if it was a trivial thing.

Everything in front of him became clear. He stared blankly at a huge pillar in front of him, which was the Pillar of Origin.

He seemed to be a passerby. Looking at everything in front of him, there was a sudden burst of laughter. He looked around and many people were laughing. Those people were a little strange, but they became familiar immediately.

"Sure enough, the little prince is fifteen years old and still cannot get his natal totem."

"I've become a mortal insect, haha."

"It's a shame for the Dajiang Palace. The Zilin King actually gave birth to such a waste. It's really retribution. This murderous devil king really paid the price."

“It’s still early.”

Jiang Zizai felt a little uncomfortable. He seemed to be a passerby, but those words made him so uncomfortable. He seemed to have his heart been dug out and showed it in it, and everyone spitted on it.

"Fan Clock?" A nine-year-old child stuck out his tongue in front of him, pointed at his head with a proud look on his face, and said, "Did you see, my totem, envy me? But you have no hope in your life."

It seems a little envious.

In a trance, he saw the woman's disappointed eyes. She did not show it, but patted her shoulder and said, "It doesn't matter, go back."

But Jiang Zizai knew how disappointed she was. He felt uncomfortable for the second time. This feeling was very tragic. He wanted to watch all this, but the reality seemed to be not like this.

There were always swords and stabs on him.

He was confused, like a walking corpse, walking forward dumbly. On this day, he saw the boy. He looked at him with contempt and said, "Fan Clock, do you still have the nerve to come out to embarrass him?"

"Monkey?" Jiang Zizai said two words in his body.

"Shut up." The young man slapped himself hard, slapping it to the darkness. He said, "From now on, I will call me that again. I will see you once and hit you once."

Someone was laughing next to him, as if it was Jiang Junduo and the others.

Jiang Zizai was a little powerless. After all, he couldn't control his body. He was like watching a show, but the uncomfortable feeling seemed to be heart-wrenching.

One day, it seemed to be the Qilin Club. He sat in the corner and watched the young man overwhelming the heroes and becoming the number one in the Qilin Club. The boy named Lu Dingxing next to him was directly deposed. His eyes were extremely miserable, but he had no choice.

Jiang Zizai's heart was once again subjected to the addition of swords, but this was just the beginning. Then it seemed that someone had returned from Yanlongxu. He hid in the corner and watched his sister and mother being controlled, but he was powerless. The feeling of despair seemed to fall into the deep sea, unable to breathe, and it seemed like he was hanging himself. He wanted to make an angry sound, but found his throat hoarse.

He could only hide and watch them being sarcastic, as if the man named Jiang Junxie had to marry his sister directly. The wedding date had been set, and his mother had nothing to say.

He was looking for it in despair, because he vaguely remembered that the beautiful woman might appear, and she would definitely take her out of the sea of ​​suffering. That day he met her, and she passed by, Jiang Zizai stood in front of her with difficulty. At that moment, she actually looked at herself coldly and then passed by.

When Jiang Zizai chased after him, she was slapped and flew away. When she got up, she was gone. He vaguely remembered that when Jiuxian left, he seemed to say something.

"Where did the waste come from, and dare to block my way?"

In this way, Jiang Zizai lost her from then on. He still sank in the vast ocean of despair, sinking to the endless depths, always in the suffocation of despair, and he can't even die.

He walked forward like a corpse, and soon her sister got married. It is said that on the night after the wedding, before the groom could enter, she was hung in the bridal chamber and was directly burned by fire, and even the body didn't come to see it.

It seemed as if my mother was crying every day, and countless such scenes were piled up together. He felt the vast ocean all over his body, as if it was surrounded by water, which was like a sea of ​​bitterness.

“Isn’t it over yet?”

Life seems meaningless. I keep drinking the water of the sea of ​​bitterness. Does despair have an end? If you live like this, there will be endless disasters.

That day, he stood on the Imperial Martial Gate of Yanlongxu and was mixed with some markets. He saw a young man named Jiang Junjian being pushed out. Then, as the hand of the Nangong Que took a knife, his head fell to the ground. His head rolled several times. His eyes suddenly saw Jiang Zizai on the Imperial Martial Gate. He also laughed, but Jiang Zizai's feet trembled. He wanted to scream, but his throat seemed to be stuck and could not make any sound at all.

His body was incredibly painful. He looked down and found that there were flames, thunder, ice, storm, lightning, and these things that swallowed his body and kept biting it, like nine wild beasts.

In the midst of severe pain, someone suddenly seemed to appear. When Jiang Zizai saw that it was a man and a woman. He was so familiar with him. Isn’t this his parents? Did he finally appear?

It was a big battle. The Yanlong Emperor and the princes and ministers fought against the couple. The battle was very fierce. Jiang Zizai longed for victory and wanted to make things in Huangtian Pass so unjustly, but the result did not develop as he expected.

His father seemed not as he imagined. He was defeated and knelt in front of the Yanlong Emperor in front of the crowd. He personally admitted that he had indeed taken the benefits of Xia Ming Kingdom, betrayed the Yanlong Dynasty, and killed 100,000 people. It was his own fault for his death.

In grief and anger, the Dragon Emperor killed his brothers himself, as if his mother had committed suicide by committing suicide, and everything was dead.

But the people in the world applauded, and for a moment, the applause was like thunder, like a storm-like blade, which pierced Jiang Zizai's thousands of swords.

"I remember my brother and a young son, can he be nearby?"

Someone recognized Jiang Zizai and sent him to the Yanlong Emperor. Jiang Zizai looked at the man with a tragic expression.

"You are still young and owed, and it's not a sin, but unfortunately there is no totem. Otherwise, I can still make you the new Zilin King. Now I can only give you a title and enjoy an eternal salary. Go back."

Is this a reward?

"If I were you, forget it." Suddenly a girl was talking in front of her. She seemed to be a fool, but her eyes were so cold. She stared at herself again and said, "All useless mortal insects, the whole family is sinners. Now they are dead. You are left alone. What's the point of survival? Give you a knife and commit suicide."

She sent a blade to Jiang Zizai with laughter on her face.
Chapter completed!