Chapter 123 "It's just a name, but it's more important than your life." The sharp nails pierced into her flesh.

"It's just a name, but it's more important than your life." The sharp nails pierced into her flesh, leaving deep marks on her fair face. The plump blood beads and her frightened tears hit its cold hands and pierced into its angry heart.

It didn't know what was going on. Whenever it thought about the well-behaved child in front of it who would disobey it because of a name, and even jumped down in fear rather than ask for help, it realized how much she cared about her sister!

Damn it!

Damn that sister! She is useless and yet she still has the nerve to occupy a place in her heart.

This child in front of him deserved to die! She didn't know what was good for her, not only was she not grateful to him, but she couldn't even tell the difference between a big king and a small king. Usually, he felt sorry for her and forgave her offense, but that didn't mean she could be so arrogant, not listen to him, and not cherish her life.

The overbearing Yin Qi expanded a bit more, almost covering the entire dangerous building, causing the nearby evil spirits to huddle together and tremble. It suddenly tightened the few strands of Yin Qi wrapped around Yao Yaoyao, tightly binding her struggling limbs, making her unable to move at all.

If it hadn't reacted in time, the child would have really jumped from the third floor. How could she dare to do that from such a high altitude? It was just a name, but was it so important that she could even sacrifice her life for it?

Yao Yaoyao's eyelashes trembled in fear, and her round almond eyes sparkled with tears. She tried to smooth her tongue.

"Master Ghost King is very powerful... He is a very powerful ghost among all the powerful ghosts. I, a mere Taoist priest, cannot call him sister. Don't be angry." I was afraid

She almost cried as she said this. Her thin body was held in the air by the Yin Qi, like a prey caught in a spider web, trembling and begging for mercy.

She was full of lies. She didn't dare to shout, she just didn't want to shout. She held her sister in her heart, and she didn't want her to be stained by filth and be defiled by such a fierce ghost.

Besides, this is not the point. The point is that this child does not value her life. She dares to jump off the stairs today and jump off the building tomorrow. Even if she doesn't shout, will it ignore her and let her be eaten by the evil spirit? If she dies like this, how can it recover its memory with her blood?

The furious Ghost King subconsciously ignored the jealousy and worry that surged in his heart. But even if he noticed it, the Ghost King who had lost his memory couldn't tell what these emotions were for a while.

Everything it does now is based on instinct.

Another stream of Yin energy condensed into a thick tentacle, which was raised in front of her, ready to slap her.

For such a disobedient child, she should be severely punished so that she knows the pain. Then she will be afraid and will not dare to do it again next time.

This is what its broken memory tells it.

As it thought of this, its deep red eyes turned even redder. A bituminous negative energy surged beneath the spider-web-like bloodshot veins. It almost seemed to pin the trembling Yao Yaoyao to death in mid-air with its eyes.

As if she could sense its growing rage, she thought about it but couldn't figure out what it was angry about, so she explained randomly, "I... that floor isn't high, if I jump down I'll just break some bones at most, but I won't die. I can run out when I get to the second floor. I won't... I won't let myself die here."

The pale lips opened and closed, but it didn't pay any attention at this time. It stared at her thin body hanging in the air, thinking about where to hit her.

I wanted to hit her waist with my hand, but when I saw her waist was so thin that I could almost hold it with one hand, I hesitated. Would it break if I hit her with my hand, like cutting her in half?

His cold gaze lingered on her for a long time, searching for any flesh.

I don't know how this brat was raised. He's so skinny, with only two places on his body where he can barely get some flesh.

It fixed its eyes on her heaving breasts and then looked away.

It seems a bit wrong to draw here, it's not good.

Being stared at by the Ghost King with such eyes, Yao Yaoyao felt her scalp tingling. The fear of not knowing what would happen next almost drove her crazy.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... um... um... um... um..." Her slightly open lips were firmly filled with a ball of Yin Energy, making her unable to make any sound except whimpering.

The Yin energy tightly wrapped around her limbs trembled and changed, turning her in a different direction, facing it like a cat stretching lazily.

"Disobedient children should be punished." It said this coldly, and its tentacles with bared fangs and claws rose into the air and hit it.

"Pah", the crisp sound instantly lingered and echoed in the silent dangerous building. Yao Yaoyao only felt a sharp pain in her body, her mind went blank for a moment, and even her kicking legs froze.

What is it doing?

The ghost king didn't give her any time to react. He immediately struck her again. "Pa" "Pa"...

In the deserted dilapidated building, negative energy was rampant. A young girl was hung firmly in the air by countless negative energy. The bell tied around her neck jingled, accompanied by bursts of crackling sounds and suppressed groans.

Blood rushed to her cheeks, first the tips of her ears turned red like a burning cloud, then the heat spread along her neck, dyeing her whole body, and all the exposed skin was red. Her almond eyes were wide open, red and tearful, as if they were filled with a pool of water, trembling under the rippling water.

She struggled even harder. From time to time, a muffled groan of pain escaped from her throat. She used almost the most vicious words to curse the ghost king standing behind her. She was angry and ashamed.

She was already so old, but she was beaten by a fierce ghost, and hit in that part of her body.

From childhood to adulthood, no one except her sister dared to beat her like this.

Moreover, her elder sister saw that she was old and well-behaved, so she usually didn't hit her, at most she would give her a slap on the hand. The last time she was beaten to the point where she couldn't sit down was when she was in junior high school. At that time, she saw those little hooligans smoking and drinking. She was curious and wanted to learn, but she was punished before she even started.

The whole house could hear her crying, and the director's mother couldn't stop her crying. Her palm was like cast iron and she slapped her directly. She was pressed on her sister's lap and beaten until she was bleeding. She apologized while sobbing.

The body with its back to it suddenly began to shake violently, the shoulders trembling, and under the strong nasal sound was her uncontrollable sobbing. It seemed that she couldn't hold it anymore and started crying. Crying? She still had the nerve to cry? It was just a few times!

It was a little bit unbelievable, and just spit out one sentence indifferently: "Don't move. If you move again, I'll double it."

Yao Yaoyao froze for a moment, the hoarse voice and her sister's stern voice intertwined in her mind, echoing continuously. In a trance, she seemed to see her sister.

Her struggles inexplicably weakened, and her limbs drooped weakly. She stopped struggling, but cried even harder. Her tears fell uncontrollably, leaving dark stains on the ground. Intermittent sobs came out of her throat, like a small animal being strangled by the neck, hitting the ghost king's heart again and again.

Why are you crying so hard?

It was already very light, and I slowed down the force for fear of really hurting her. Normally, the Yin Qi could go in and out of the ghost's body several times. She was so delicate, I wondered who let her out.

Even though he felt so disgusted in his heart, he still went gentle with his blows. In the end, he saw that she still couldn't stop crying and was almost crying from lack of oxygen, so the force he used was so light that it felt like a slap.

The cold hand touched the corners of her red and swollen eyes and wiped away her tears. It slowly uttered a sentence:

"There won't be a next time. If there is a next time, I will beat you to death. Do you know you are wrong, Yao Yaoyao?"

The evil energy that blocked her mouth and prevented her from speaking was finally taken back by it.

With tears in her eyes, she seemed to see another stern face through the black fog. Tears fell and she nodded: "I know..."

It was a little satisfied now, and it took back the overwhelming negative energy. It then gently placed her on the ground.

As soon as she landed on the ground, Yao Yaoyao curled up into a ball, ignoring the Ghost King beside her. She buried her face deeply in her curled up knees, wrapped her arms tightly around them, and burst into tears with her mouth wide open.

“Wow wow wow…”

If she wants to cry, let her cry. It's her fault in the first place, how can she still have the nerve to feel aggrieved?

Does it really hurt? Why is she having so much fluid, it seems like it can never stop flowing out? What kind of bad habit is this?

The black mist, which had returned to its original state, looked on coldly from the side, not intending to pay attention to the child. But the crying was really annoying. Unlike the hysterical roars of ordinary evil spirits, even if she cried loudly, she would deliberately suppress the sound to make her voice not so sharp and piercing. It was very similar to a newborn kitten whimpering and breathing at it.

How can she cry so much? The ghost king frowned after listening to her crying for a while, but still couldn't help but float to her side, stretched out a hand to put on her twitching shoulder, and almost slowed down his voice.

"Does it hurt?"

Yao Yaoyao twitched and hummed muffledly for a long time.

"Remember it if it hurts, and don't do it again next time. Otherwise, you know the consequences." The black fog moved forward a little, changing into the size of a normal human, but it still couldn't see the body hidden deep inside. It approached cautiously, hugged the sobbing girl into its arms, and stroked her thin back with its cold hands.

"It hurts..." Yao Yaoyao cried out again.

It hurt so much, my heart ached. It was like the moment I learned of my sister's death, my beating heart suddenly stopped working, was torn into several pieces, and pierced into her body, piercing her, leaving only the fragile shell on the surface. She didn't even dare to cry out loud in front of them.

Because the director's mother and the younger sisters are also sad, but life has to go on and they have to move forward. They don't have time to be sad for their sister.

The ghost king in front of her, at that moment, really looked very similar to her sister.