Chapter 1094 The Perfect Container

   Wu was stunned when he heard Ye Wanxi's question, and then he laughed lowly as if he had found his own voice.

   His laughing voice was not pleasant. It was a bit like a blower with a hole in it. It was hoarse and harsh, and it was accompanied by the low murmur of the cold wind at night, which was very creepy.

The sound of    undoubtedly reminded the sleeping child of bad memories. In addition, Wu's low laugh caused his arms to tremble slightly, which also made the child sleep restlessly.

   His brows furrowed, his little face wrinkled, but he couldn't wake up because he was too tired, and he was still deep in a nightmare.

   "Why? Why..." Wu murmured Ye Wanxi's question in a low voice, his face became distorted little by little, and his eyes seemed to be poisoned, staring at Ye Wanxi.

   "Of course it's because... I'm jealous of you."

   "Jealous of me?" Ye Wanxi was stunned. She had thought about countless possibilities, but she never thought it would be such a reason.

   "Why are you jealous of me?" Regardless of past life or present life, Ye Wanxi was absolutely sure that before Wu started to do something to her, she had never had an intersection with him.

   This jealousy was inexplicable to her.

   Ye Wanxi's attitude has indirectly annoyed the person on the other side. What is more hated than a major event that you care about, resent and even suffer and struggle with, but it is not worth mentioning in the eyes of the person concerned?

   The more Ye Wanxi was like this, the more annoyed Wu became. The rich yin and suffocating energy gathered around him, condensing into two giant claws with open teeth and claws, cold and dangerous.

   The sleeping child seemed to be aware of this danger and moved uncomfortably, but because he was too weak and powerless, he had to passively be slaughtered.

   "What are you asking me to be jealous of you? What are you asking me to be jealous of you?" Wu Lian repeated it twice, as if he had heard some big joke.

"If it wasn't for you, how could I become what I am today? Why do I need you when I have me? Why are you born with something that I can't get no matter how hard I try? There are always so many in this world. It's unfair, some people can easily get what others dream of without any effort, while some people will eventually get what they want no matter how hard they work."

   Ye Wanxi squinted her eyes, and heard the main point from Wu's ins and outs of complaining like a riddle: "Take it away? What did I take away from you?"

   "You took everything from me!" Wu's expression suddenly became vicious.

   "Do you know why I exist?"

   Ye Wanxi frowned and didn't answer, and Wu didn't seem to need her at this time.

"I was originally a stillborn who just landed and died. My body was black and I couldn't see my facial features. Everyone who saw me was afraid of me and hated me. My parents and relatives took me to a random place on the mountain overnight. Buried, it was my father who dug me out of the grave and gave me a second life."

   Wu said this, and subconsciously caressed his chest. There was a heart in that place. It was the only warm and fresh proof in his body, which made him clearly know that he was still alive in this world.

  In this heart, there is a drop of Wu Yequan's blood, and it is this drop of blood that allows Wu to come back to life and survive in this world for such a long time.

  From the moment he became conscious, Wu Yequan was his heaven, and everything about him revolved around each other.

   Wu Yequan raised him in a place where he could not see anyone. As far as he could see, Wu Yequan was the only one he could see.

   Wu Yequan rescued him, supported him, taught him to read, read, and learn magic.

   He is like a toddler, every step needs the traction and support of the other party. He relies on him and trusts him.

   In his heart, Wu Yequan is his only relative and his belief.

  Although he couldn't see other people, Wu realized early on that he was different from ordinary people. He didn't have the flesh and blood of Wu Yequan, he didn't have a beating pulse, and he didn't even need to breathe unless it was necessary.

   Wu Yequan told him that this is nothing, there are thousands of amazing people in the world, and it is impossible for everyone to be the same.

  Wu knew that he was perfunctory, but he still chose to believe it, just like he knew a long time ago that although he and Wu Yequan looked more and more similar because of his heart, they were not biological father and son.

  The reason why Wu Yequan raised him is just as a spare container that can be used at any time, and one day he will be swallowed up by this person who regards him as his father and become a part of him.

   But as long as Wu Yequan doesn't say it, he can pretend he doesn't know, as long as he is willing to coax him, he is willing to believe, and even sacrifice himself willingly one day in the future.

   But what no one thought was that Wu Yequan's hard planning, but an accident happened at the last moment.

  He... can't be Wu Yequan's container, or he can't be Wu Yequan's best container.

   Even if there is a drop of Wu Yequan's blood in his heart, and he has been lovingly raised by Wu Yequan like a pet for more than ten years, he still cannot become the cause and effect of Wu Yequan's blood connection.

  The continuation of life is wonderful, even the gods cannot easily control the way of heaven, let alone a small person.

   Wu Yequan only knew at the last moment that if he entered Wu's body, devoured his soul, and occupied his body, he would indeed be able to survive.

   But he has worked hard for over a hundred years, relying on devouring the accumulated magic power, but he cannot transfer it to Wu.

  This means that once he chooses to use Wu's body to revive, he can only become an ordinary person, an ordinary person who, in his opinion, is like an ant who can be slaughtered by others!

  Wu Yequan plans to count his life, and has long been accustomed to holding power, wealth and even the life and death of others in his hands?

   Now that this fish-killer suddenly becomes the fish that can be killed at any time, how can he accept it?

   Wu was abandoned like this, he could not become Wu Yequan's favorite container, the meaning of existence was denied, and what was replaced was...

   Wu suddenly raised his head and stared at Ye Wanxi, the edges of his dark eyes were gradually stained with bright red blood.

"Do you understand the feeling of working hard for more than ten years, but being denied at one time? It's like a good mirror, being smashed to the ground and smashed to pieces, it becomes a joke that can be replaced and discarded at any time. And you, you don't need to do anything, just because you have the same blood as your father, you easily replaced me and got what I dreamed of, why...why?"

   Wu's words sounded like a bomb in Ye Wanxi's ear, causing her head to go blank and her pupils to shrink slightly.

   The uncontrollable thumping of the heart, the hazy guesses are being confirmed step by step, and the truth hidden behind the appearance is being revealed little by little.

   (end of this chapter)