Chapter 44 You'll be unhappy if I really don't come.
A dark and windy night for murder.
A dark figure tiptoed open the seemingly useless door. The moonlight stretched the shadow on the ground, forming a twisted figure with a head as big as a pot lid but a thin body.
Xiao Wenjin lay on the blackened straw, looking pained.
When he regained consciousness, he was already outside the royal city, and he could only vaguely remember his mother's dying words.
Only by becoming strong can one avoid being manipulated by others.
"Kill whoever tries to kill you, eliminate them completely and leave no future trouble."
"Don't trust anyone. After I die, immediately join the Shadow Demons to do the Heavenly Extreme Mission and find a way to obtain the secret technique 'Mysterious Heaven Ghost Manual'. Once you have mastered the technique, you can take back Sunset City."
Something seemed to be stirring deep within his memory, but with a splitting headache, he couldn't recall it at all.
His wounds began to fester and rot, and coupled with his hunger from not eating for so long, he slowly opened his eyes in the darkness and looked at the blackened, foul-smelling bones in the feeding trough.
His eyes were so dark that not a ray of light could penetrate them. He moved slowly, but suddenly a muttering sound came from his ear.
"I remember leaving it here."
"Meow meow meow meow." You must have forgotten again.
"Are you kidding me? How could someone fall in the same place twice? I really brought it!"
Xiao Wenjin's eyes slowly moved, looking at the twisted figure on the ground, his pupils becoming long and narrow, characteristic of beasts...
Whoosh—
A small beam of light pierced the cold night, and a voice filled with surprise and triumph came from overhead.
"See? I told you I was prepared."
Huali, holding a tinderbox, said to Aobai, who was perched on her head, "My neck is about to break. Can you stop lying on my head? Your shadow makes me look like a deformed child."
The fat cat had no concept of its own weight, resting its chin on top of the rose's head with a clear conscience, its two front paws resting on her face with its eyes closed, seemingly just relaxing.
Huali had no choice but to manually pull it down and turn to look at the doghouse.
In the darkness, a pair of pale golden eyes were staring intently at her.
"My God!" Huali paused in her throwing motion and instinctively took a half step back.
She only realized something was wrong after she left. The other person was just a child, a pitiful little thing chained up, who couldn't possibly cause any trouble. Why should she be afraid?
Hua Li tried her best to save face, taking three steps forward and squatting down on the outer edge of Wen Jin's most active area. "I'm here again, are you surprised?"
Upon seeing the veil on the newcomer's face, Xiao Wenjin's eyes flashed with annoyance, and he turned his head and closed his eyes.
Huali wasn't angry at being given the cold shoulder. She put down the food box in her hand, took out a plump, white soybean bun, and said, "Want some? It smells delicious."
Wen Jin opened his eyes, a murderous glint flashing in his pupils.
Memories of past humiliations flooded back. He had been imprisoned in a dungeon by that person for making a mistake, and his companions had wantonly insulted and trampled on him. When he was on the verge of death, a girl handed him a steamed bun and asked him if he wanted to eat it.
Four-year-old Wen Jin thought it was a ray of light in his life. He gratefully took it and bit into it, only to find his mouth full of pebbles and the stench of monster flesh.
The children's shrill laughter echoed through the dungeon; though they were the same age as him, he only saw a group of demons.
If someone kills me, I will kill them.
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Hua Li was unaware that she had touched a nerve with the Demon Lord, and was happily thinking that if the other party really was Wen Jin, it would be an even greater surprise for her.
Such a tiny baby is no match for her; she'll raise it first and then conquer it.
Even if it wasn't, she'd still do a good deed and help out if she could. Besides, the child looked so much like Wen Jin; they might be related.
Perhaps we can still talk about it, considering she saved someone's life.
This deal is a sure thing, no matter how you look at it.
Seeing that Xiao Wenjin didn't move, Huali picked up a stick from the side to poke him. Before the stick could touch his body, Xiao Wenjin suddenly turned around and pounced on Huali.
Huali had made preparations in advance; she had calculated that the chain was of limited length, and this location was quite safe.
Sure enough, when the two were still an arm's length apart, the chain was fully stretched.
"I have no ill intentions towards you, why won't you believe me?" Hua Li sighed, took out a small stool from her Qiankun bag, stuffed the steamed bun she had given him into her mouth, and took a big bite.
He chewed and chewed, sighing all the while.
Ao Bai was furious at her obsequious manner, let alone the Demon Lord.
Blood gushed out again from the chain that pierced his shoulder blade. Little Wen Jin, like an exploding beast, growled in a hoarse, childish voice, "Get out!"
But even a hoarse voice is still a child's voice.
What's that saying again? When you're weak enough, even your anger seems cute to others.
Huali thought this made sense. She realized that playing the appeasement game with this little brat was completely useless.
After finishing one steamed bun, Xiao Wenjin, who was struggling on the other side, finally ran out of strength.
Huali took out another steamed bun from the food box, looking exactly like the wicked queen who tempted Snow White to eat the poisoned apple. "There's one more, do you want some?"
Wen Jin raised his eyes, his fierceness undiminished, as if he were about to bite off her neck at any moment.
Why does this person keep focusing on the other person's neck when zooming in and out?
Karin silently pulled her veil down. "I can give you this, but in return, you can't attack me." Karin held out her hand. "If you agree, you can eat it."
Ao Bai, who had been feeling something was off, suddenly realized when he saw Hua Li reach out his hand that this was the routine for training puppies.
It covered its face, truly befitting its host. A whole host of wicked and unorthodox methods.
Xiao Wenjin's gaze slid from Huali's face to the steamed bun in her palm, and Huali immediately sensed that something was going to happen.
Training puppies and wolf cubs is quite similar; you can't push them too hard, and you should encourage them promptly when they make progress.
She smiled and took out a small bowl she had prepared beforehand, put the steamed buns in it, and pushed it forward, saying, "That's a good girl, eat up."
Xiao Wenjin looked but didn't move. He opened his mouth and said something in a hoarse voice.
His voice was so soft that Huali didn't hear a word. She instinctively leaned forward and said, "What did you say? Speak louder."
Xiao Wenjin slowly raised his head, and Huali felt a chill run down her spine when she saw his expression.
The moment the sound of the porcelain bowl shattering rang out, Xiao Wenjin grabbed a shard and swiftly slashed it towards Huali's neck.
Blood flowed instantly.
Ao Bai screamed: "Host!!!"
At the critical moment, Huali fell backward off the stool. Fortunately, she reacted in time and only slightly scratched her arm; otherwise, she might have met her grandmother directly.
She turned her head in shock to look at Wen Jin.
The child, bound by black iron, was covered in blood, his festering fingernails gripping a shard of porcelain, dripping with blood. Blood still clung to the corner of his mouth as he grinned at Huali, his canine teeth gleaming coldly. "No matter what your...purpose...what tricks you're playing...I won't...fall for it again..."
Karin knew the Demon Lord was difficult to deal with, but she didn't expect the shrunken Demon Lord to be just as difficult.
She patted her chest, still shaken, and stood up, looking at him with a complicated expression. She opened her mouth, but ultimately left without saying a word.
Wen Jin watched her departing figure, his nails digging deep into his palms, and he scoffed softly.
Get lost, and better never come back. He doesn't care.
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