Chapter 191 (2/2)

”If you don't do it, I'll be the only one.”

Gong Gong looked as like as two peas. After the palm was put on the Jiuding, the snake tail was heavily clapped on the ground. It was seen that several deep ravines were ravaged on the ground. Then, in this ravine, the red grievances, which were exactly the same as those in the Red Maple Valley, were filled with a sudden turn. The whole world is full of red resentment, and the Jiuding cauldron buckled in the ground is also surrounded by an endless stream of blood miasma.

Trapped in the cauldron, Jiang Chi only felt that his physical strength was gradually filling up, and the feeling came back.

The wound began to heal, but he didn't have time to be happy. Just listen to a hum in the tripod, and then there is a kind and old voice in the ear: ”ah Chi.”

Jiang Chi was in a trance, as if he saw his grandmother.

”Granny?”

He turned his head with difficulty, and his face looked sad and happy. But before he could say a word to his grandmother, his voice changed again.

A familiar voice sounded in his ear, but it seemed to call directly in his mind. A familiar and strange ”ah Chi” with a hard and obscure memory, such as half of the rising tide, poured into his brain.

Fragments such as walking around, a filial adopted son was beaten and abused by his adoptive parents when he was young, but he helped his family work when he was seven or eight years old. In winter, he was burned, but he was sent to the ice and snow to kneel. Finally, he was frozen to death. His body was thrown into the snow mountain and eaten by wolves, tigers and leopards, and there was no whole body; A young man with a good nature has spared no effort for his friend, but he is trapped by his friend. His family is broken, and he is humiliated. However, he looks at his betrayal friend stepping on his corpse, and finally he dies with hatred

Every life, every memory, is subjected to humiliation, death.

The resentment of the sky gathered in the heart, a ”Chi”, like a debt collection ghost, causing people to sink.

Jiang Chi opened his eyes wide, as if he had experienced the bitterness of that life. The great bitterness gathered in his chest. Countless ”Jiang Chi” who had died once said in his ear: kill them for revenge, kill them, kill, kill

His eyes were red, his head was splitting, and he raised his head and let out a shrill roar.

He is like a young butterfly wrapped in a cocoon. He is trapped in the cocoon, knowing that breaking the cocoon is the only way out. However, the cries of hatred and blood have trapped his hands and feet.

Jiang Chi's struggle is getting weaker and weaker. He curls up in the cauldron feebly. His mouth is open and closed, and he calls Jiang Jiu's name silently, but his eyes are gradually lax

”Jiang Chi.”

Just as he was about to sink completely, a clear voice with a soothing voice overcame the murmur of resentment, like the evening drum and the morning bell, pulled him back from the edge of depravity.

Jiang Chi moved vaguely and suddenly realized something. He lowered his head and bit himself hard. Until he tasted the smell of blood between his lips and teeth, he released his mouth and gasped.

”Who?”

”The bigger one, he's very hard on himself.” That voice muttered a, just way: ”I am Geng Chen, your sister-in-law's close uncle.”

“？”

Geng Chenjiang Chi knows, but isn't he a Ding who can only drink milk? Why are you here?

Is it another illusion?

Jiang Chi fastidiously buckled his wound and tried to keep himself awake with pain: ”how can I know if what you said is true or false? How can you prove that you are Gengchen?”

Geng Chen hissed and thought that the little boy was pretty good. He hesitated for a while and said reluctantly, ”when Ying Qiao gave me the milk, you were not there. Can this prove it?”

Speaking of this, he still feels ashamed, but he has just recovered. He and Jiang Chi have no chance to deal with each other. They have only met once or twice. Apart from drinking milk, they have nothing else to prove.

I'm not very happy to mention it.

Geng Chen can only comfort himself that this is to sacrifice the ego to complete the ego. There are few wise and wise big demons like him who take care of the overall situation. He didn't learn anything like a little rabbit.

The vigilance in Jiang Chi's eyes is a little less. The matter of sending monster milk to Gengchen is really unknown to everyone except them.

But he didn't relax completely. He said, ”Why are you here?”

Gengchen thought that it's my son's big tripod on your head? I delivered it myself.

Besides, it's a long story and a waste of time. It's better to hurry up and do something important.

He said directly, ”it's a long story. I won't talk about it. Do you want to go back with Jiang Shu?”

Jiang Chi hesitated a little and nodded: ”yes.”

”Then do as I say.” Geng Chen's voice became serious: ”Ying Qiao, that little rabbit should be coming soon. I'll give you two the whole place to him.”

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Jiang chi (tangled): isn't Gengchen a fool? Do I listen or not?

Geng Chen:????

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To update, I found that the leave note was written, but it didn't publish orz

Mentally handicapped + 10

I'm not cooing. It's just Calvin.

It's finished. Good night!

Smoke 100 red envelopes.