Chapter 391

He will never forget the pain of his broken leg for the rest of his life.

The pain of that moment will come back to him many years later.

Even if he broke his voice, no one heard him.

He felt dead.

Before he was thrown into the cell, he lost consciousness. He felt pain all over his body, every bone and every inch of skin.

Even if he wanted to die like this.

Pang Pang left and his mother died. It seemed that he could not live if he wanted to live.

But he is not willing, those who killed them are still smiling, he does not want to die.

However, he couldn't save himself. He missed pangpangpang. Even if she was sentenced to him in the end, he still missed him.

Are people dying, will think of the last person they want to forget?

Until he had hallucinations, he saw pangpangpang holding him and healing him. Although it was painful and convulsive, his heart was still very happy.

Even if he was going to die, he was very happy to see Pangpang before he died.

However, it was not an illusion. Pang Pang even appeared. He picked him up and took him away. When he felt the familiar embrace, he finally knew that his chubby was back.

He thought that he and Pang Pang would not be separated again, but the father appeared.

Father and Emperor Kill Pang Pang.

If the broken leg is the pain he will never forget, then the fat death is the heartache he will never forget.

He forgot what happened after that. He only remembered that when he woke up, his father accompanied him and gave him to another concubine to raise him.

He didn't have the right to speak or refuse. Everyone said he was stupid, his leg was broken, and he couldn't stand up any more.

Well, that's the price he has to pay for his death, because he is too weak.

Pangpang wants him to live, then he will live and accept punishment. So painful to live, to commemorate Pangpang Pang.

Until the man in black named zero one found him.

And told him that in the future, he will have his own strength, and that is what his mother left him last.

After learning about this, he laughed for the first time. After chupang died, he laughed for the first time. It was just that smile that made the countless odd ones have some problems.

From then on, he knew that he had changed and where he had changed. Only the boy who had been saved by him and hid in the closet knew that, by the way, he also gave that young man a name, called gusty wind.

The wind, who had just escaped from death valley, turned to him.

After his leg injury was healed, his father asked him to continue studying in shenxuetang. He didn't refuse, so he was pushed to shenxuetang every day. He didn't care about the sarcasm and ridicule of his eyes.

But this time, he did not show his intelligence. He began to stop answering the questions of the master and showing off. Behind his back, the master sighed that a good seedling had been abandoned.

Only he knew that he saw a word from the book. He kept a low profile and learned a thing. If there is no corresponding strength, it should be hidden.

And one day, a bully came to him alone in the yard, trying to teach him to vent his anger and teach a lame man. No one worried too much, and naturally thought that he would not and dare not tell anyone.

Until, he opened his stomach with his own hands, and his internal organs all flowed to the ground. Before he died, his eyes widened and his eyes were full of panic. It seemed that he never thought he would be killed by the person in front of him.

And he, just indifferent to shake off the blood on the hand, complexion as usual.

The shadow guards behind them understood for the first time that the people they were following were not lame people who were worthless. From that moment on, they were truly loyal.

That night, he had a serious illness, and there was a fat figure in his dream.

Since then, he began to study hard, learning the secrets left by his mother, learning all the things that fat hopes him to learn.

He tried to be what she wanted him to be, and he thought that she would come back.

Even if it's just self deception.

After all, his existence was in the way of some people's eyes. He was ill again. This time, he was very sick. After a long time of illness, those strange patterns, blood red and enchanting patterns appeared on his sick face.

On the night when the pattern appeared, the concubine, who had been taking care of him, died, bleeding and died.

Since then, his statement of hitting Dai Sha was spread, and even the Imperial College was shocked.

Master Huiming himself made a mask for him. Nominally, in order to prevent the evil spirit from colliding with the emperor, in fact, since ancient times, only shameless and shameless people need to wear a mask.

They just want to humiliate him.

In the end, he put on a mask to block his appearance.

Good.

In this way, you don't have to be summoned by your father every day.He didn't want to see his father at all. The man was the murderer who killed his mother and chubby, but he couldn't defeat him. There were too many experts around him to protect him. Even if he had shadow guards, he could not penetrate. He could only curve to save the country and send his own people out to complete his power.

He was forced to grow up, again and again ahead of the growth, pain makes him more indifferent.

He doesn't laugh, he doesn't show his emotions, and he can even spend the whole day without saying a word.

He had been waiting for Pang pang to come back. He didn't know why. He thought she would come back, even in her dream.

But he didn't wait. His character became more and more distorted. Whenever he couldn't control himself, he wanted to kill people. The most important thing in the palace was the dead. As soon as the corpses were thrown into the pond or well, no one found them.

He killed a lot of people. He didn't remember how many people he had killed, but his hands were always covered with blood. Even if he didn't kill people, he felt dirty.

He became more and more disgusted with himself, so dirty himself.

This kind of self, not fat like it.

Chubby doesn't like it.

This idea is more and more intense day by day, and he hates himself more and more day by day, but at the same time, he can't help killing people.

In the end, he couldn't even face himself. He threw away his mask and broke the mirror when he looked at the same face as his mother.

He took the pieces and tried to destroy his face.

But the wind stopped him and knocked him unconscious.

At that time, he was in a coma for three days. After all the negative emotions broke out, his tense mental state was still unable to mature.

After waking up, he felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something very important, very important.

But he couldn't remember.

What did he forget?

After thinking for a long time, he gave up. He just felt that his heart was empty and the palace was cold and terrible.

Until, that day, he sat in the arbor and saw the one who was stuck. He gave him an embarrassed and cautious smile and said.

"Well, can't you give me a hand?"

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