Eighty-second bowl of soup (ten)

Zhan Li was not satisfied with such a life under the control of people. He discovered the nature buried in his own blood, which was close to wild beasts and evil spirits, and was full of hatred and resentment towards this world, hoping that it could be completely destroyed. After he learned the truth of the matter, he felt even more that the world was filthy, and it was better to destroy it early.

But he was reluctant to be happy, reluctant to miss the people day and night, so he still lives in the tree house, even if something goes away, he will come back soon, but he actually knows that he is not twenty The kid who was picked up by Qing Huan many years ago was. In his heart, he yearned for killing and blood, and even wanted the whole world to die.

Everyone says that he is a beast or a monster, so he will show it to them so as not to make a mistake.

Qing Huan was grasped by him with both hands and held firmly, watching him write stroke by stroke in her palm-all she taught him, but she never expected that things would develop to the point where it is today. She even felt sad in her heart, and her eyes were sore.

As a product of wolf ghosts and humans, is Zhan Li willing? Is Zhanli willing to be lonely and humiliated at a young age? This world has never given Zhanli the slightest kindness, and it seems that he hates this world for granted.

However, there are still more innocent people alive in this world, and they are going to die for nothing. Should they?

Qing Huan touched Zhanlu's head lightly. She had taught many children, but only Zhanlu had embarked on a path she didn't want to see, and it was too late to make things back. "What do you want to do? You want to wash the Heavenly Dao Sect with blood because you were bullied by many disciples when you were young?"

Zhan Li heard the words, Ding Yang stared at her, her pupils slowly contracted, showing a bleeding red color.

He wants to kill someone.

But that person is difficult to approach and kill. He can't tell Qing Huan all of this. The purpose of painstaking efforts over the years is nothing more than that.

When Qing Huan saw that he didn't respond, he actually guessed it. Zhan Li had his own thoughts, and he wouldn't tell her no matter what the reason.

She stood up and wanted to go back to her room, but Zhan Li thought she was going to leave and subconsciously pulled her back. Now he was much taller than her, and his strength was far better than her. Qing Huan could not stand steady, was pulled into her arms by Zhan Li, and then was hugged tightly.

Zhan Li did not speak, but breathed quietly around her neck, gurgling in her throat, and even turned her hairy black ears and tail into front of Qing Huan, her head arched in her palms. It seems to be asking her not to leave, and to please her, hoping that she will not be angry.

This look is rare. Qing Huan hesitated for a few seconds, then reached out and hugged him, patted Zhan Li's back, and she sighed, "You always refuse to speak, what's wrong with you? Don't want me to know, how can I not help you?"

Zhanli writes on her back with his fingers. One stroke by one stroke.

I, kill, a, a lot, a lot of people.

Of course, there are enemies who have insulted him, but there are also many innocent people. Those people are good people and bad people. He doesn't know that the wolf ghost's power is awakened in his blood. When killing him, he has no reason.

He is eager for blood to calm himself, and he will suffer and regret when he is awake. He is a monster at all. Maybe it's like those people who cursed him before they died, and it's better to die, the more miserable you die, the better.

He is not accepted by this world, so he does not accept this world either.

Qing Huan understood the words he had written, and there were thousands of words in his heart, but he couldn't say it in words. She gently patted Zhanli’s back and rubbed his furry ears according to his heart. "If you don’t want to say it, don’t say it. I won’t ask anymore. It’s just...I hope you, whatever you plan to do, Always think about yourself, always remember that I will always be on your side."

If this world is doomed to perish and cannot be undone, then she hopes to make Zhan Li a happier life. She knows his innocence better than anyone else, and also knows his cruelty better than anyone else. If you really want to say it, only the words "good luck and naughty people" can explain it. This is something that Qinghuan has seen countless times. You are fine. You shouldn’t have been treated like this. But God refuses to take care of you. He wants you to taste the sufferings in the world. Don't make you a Buddha. It seems that you suffer from these sufferings without meaning, and others can live well easily, and you are not even qualified to breathe freely.

The law of exhibition is like this.

If he was born in an ordinary family, he should be able to live happily, at least he would not be insulted or trampled under his feet like twenty years ago; if the people of the Tiandao Sect could give him a little kindness, maybe he would not Resentful; even if... back then-wait a minute.

Qing Huan suddenly thought of a question. Since everyone knows that Zhan Li is a product of wolf ghosts and monks, and knows that he has terrible power hidden in his body, why not kill him in the first place? In that case, wouldn't it be a hundred? Qing Huan recalled the first time he saw Zhan Li. At that time, although many people insulted him and did excessive things to him, they never really endangered his life. Those disciples could completely kill him, but they didn't do it because they still had a bottom line in their hearts?

How can it be.

So... they know, can't kill Zhan Li? A humble child who doesn't have any self-protection ability and can't even speak, should be able to deal with it at will, but they did all kinds of cruel things to him, but no one really killed him.

Qing Huan always felt that there was still something she didn't know at all.

As she said, the past is over and will not come back again. Whether she or Linglong has ever happened to this already perished world, she doesn't know. They can only get a few words from certain populations in this world to speculate about abnormalities.

Zhan Li was motionless in Qing Huan's arms, and he seemed to have changed back to that little Zhan Li. At that time, he could rely on the girl in front of him if he let go of his defenses. But now he has grown up, but she is the same color as before. He can't keep her by his side, or even protect her.

He has too little and too much on his back. It is too tiring to live like this, and even Zhan Li feels exhausted. He is not happy at all, hatred and sorrow are all of his life, and happiness is the only color in this miserable life.

But even with such a little color, he couldn't grasp it.

Otherwise, how could she disappear again and again? This is enough to show that he is not a favored person.

What Qinghuan can do is just caress his ears gently, Zhan Li makes a comfortable grunt, and his vertical pupils gradually change back. At this moment, he looks no different from that of the past, but they all know that, in fact, Many places are different.

Qing Huan probably had a number in her heart, but her guess was too unfounded, and Zhan Li would never tell her the truth, so she would only lie to him once.

She always disappears suddenly and reappears suddenly, doesn't she? If she disappeared this time, Zhan Li wouldn't think she hid it deliberately.

Late at night, Qinghuan covered Zhanlu with a quilt. He slept next to her and breathed smoothly. She touched his face and turned to leave. By the time Zhan Li was sober the next morning, she was no longer by her side. Zhan Li has long been used to this situation, he just touched the cold half of the bed beside him, sat up and spent a while, doing his own thing as usual.

After Qing Huan left the tree house, she went to Linglong. Linglong was very happy to see her, but Cheng Jiuzhou looked at her coldly, as if she was approaching Linglong with some invisible purpose.

Upon learning about Qinghuan and Zhanlv, Linglong’s first reaction turned out to be... "Just let him, this world is doomed to be destroyed, it’s one thing to be saved, and it’s normal if it’s not. If the world is ruined, Zhan Lihui will be happy? If he is happy, aren't you happy too?"

The logic is perfect.

"How can this be done, there are still many people alive..."

"But what does those people have to do with Zhanlu when they live? He doesn't care about the world, and the world doesn't care about him. If you want to destroy it, just destroy it." Linglong didn't care at all, "Qinghuan, not everyone follows Like you, those who can retaliate with virtue, more often, we prefer to provoke anger."

Just like her. A wolf bit her, and she could kill all the dogs in the world.

Qinghuan and Linglong are completely different people. She seems indifferent but is actually the most gentle, while Linglong looks innocent and childish, but she is truly ruthless. Because of this, two people chose the same way, but they have completely different ways of living. No one can say that he is right, let alone deny that the other is wrong.

"...Forget it, let's not talk about this, I want to ask you, did you check what I asked you to do?"

"Are you talking about Zhanlu? My name is Jiuzhou Cha. It seems that many people know that there is a product of such a wolf ghost monk, but no one knows who his biological mother is. I only know that the head of the real person led him back then. The one who came back said that he was pitiful, so he saved his life. But looking at the real person in charge, it doesn't seem to be to teach him, otherwise, how can you just leave people alone and let so many people bully him at will? "Linglong didn't understand what was going on either. "What do you think? What do you think Zhanlv wants to wash the Heavenly Dao Sect for?"

Qing Huan shook his head: "I don't know, I just... guessed, that's all. Since you can't find out, we will know when he comes. It's just that at that time, I am afraid that blood will flow into a river. of."

Linglong likes blood and soul, she smiled and curled her eyebrows, "If so, it would be great."