I am a mortal, a human living in the Northern Region, and that alone is strange enough.
Miaomiao is my name, but this is not good at all, it's very bad.
The cold indifference of bystanders is more chilling than the biting wind. The desolation of this world is nothing new; it seems to be a rule that has long been known.
Senior sister, you asked about the big pot on the old stove, how difficult is it to boil medicine?
There needs to be medicine, right?
That's no simpler than alchemy; the steps are far more complicated. Just starting the fire is enough to give me a headache.
My mother's coughing in the dead of night was more heartbreaking than her wailing. I actually wished she could just die like that, so she wouldn't have to suffer anymore.
I hate my own incompetence, and I hate this world even more.
Everyone says there are many good people in the world, so why have I never met any?
Everyone says they are doing good deeds, but why have I never seen it?
The threshold of the clinic, reaching waist-high, seemed to choke one's throat, making it hard to breathe.
The father only wanted his money back, but he was beaten to death in the middle of the road.
I hate my own cowardice; I didn't even dare to collect my father's body because those bloodthirsty beasts were still there.
My mother was seriously ill and bedridden, and I was the only one left in the house who could still run and jump.
What can I do?
I want to, I want to try those possibilities!
Do you think I want to do this kind of thing?
I didn't want to either! But I had no choice!
I wish my mother could die like this; there's nothing in this world worth staying for!
Twenty taels of silver is just my monthly allowance now, but back then, it could have bought my father's life, or even several lives.
My life is just that worthless.
Who can teach me how to love this world?
My senior asked me if I was bad at socializing, but that's not true.
I just don't trust anyone else; I only trust myself.
A small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment. No one in this world will help another person without expecting anything in return. I don't believe there are good people in this world!
Maybe they did, but they definitely wouldn't have lived to be eight! They would have been bullied to death long ago!
My master said I was some kind of killing god, but I don't know what that means. Maybe it's something from my past life.
However, if one truly possesses power like one's master, perhaps that's it, hehe.
I don't think I'm inherently rebellious; I just don't want to be bullied anymore.
I want kind people to be rewarded with good deeds.
I hope those beasts will all suffer a terrible death!
If I truly had the power, I would want to control everything; I would want to question the will of Heaven and demand justice!
Even if it's a chain called rules, I will still restrain these scum!
If I can't do it, I'll destroy this world. If I had the power of my master, I could give everyone in this world absolute fairness!
Regardless of wealth or poverty, status or wickedness, I will grant them all an equal death!
This is not revenge; this is my way of changing the world!
Now that I've finally found a glimmer of hope, that I've finally broken through the clouds and seen the light, you're telling me that one day all of this will disappear?
If you go, I will follow you; if you die, I will die with you!
What would it mean if one day Master disappeared?
Master, is it alright if I answer you with a smile?
If that's the case, I don't want to be a good kid!
"Miaomiao knows that Master will not abandon Miaomiao, so if Master disappears one day, there must be a reason."
"Does Master really want to know what Miaomiao will do?"
"Actually, Miaomiao still wants to maintain her image in her master's heart."
Miaomiao rode on Su Cheng's back, her delicate hands resting on his shoulders, a smile on her face.
As expected, I knew it; none of my disciples are easy to deal with...
"Uh... Miaomiao, actually..."
Miaomiao seemed to have become a different person; at this moment, she had some of the sickly and delicate traits that Chu Youwei had when she first met Su Cheng!
From those eyes, Su Cheng saw the gaze of that killing god, a gaze tinged with a hint of playful pleasure and the madness of a gambler!
She gently raised her right hand and pressed it against Su Cheng's mouth. However, compared to Ye Qinghan's seductive charm, Miao Miao's taste was more likely to make one's hair stand on end!
"Shh~"
"If any bad people try to bully Master, don't let Miaomiao stay with Master~"
"Miaomiao will make this world, will make everyone understand, that they are far from being truly evil! Then, Miaomiao will crush this world at any cost, kill everyone, and make the bad guys understand that with Master here, Miaomiao is the good child~"
Miaomiao was laughing, and this was what Su Cheng found most terrifying...
Master~
There is no cure for the world; you gave me hope.
If you were gone, haha, do you think this good kid game could still continue?
I think I understand what all this means now, the God of Slaughter?
I now think I have a real talent for being a bad guy, don't I, Master?
If you don't want me to turn into a little rascal, Master, you'd better keep a close eye on me, and preferably keep me in your pocket. If Miaomiao can't find you, she'll be very sad!
......
If she could, Miaomiao wouldn't want to use this method, this method that seems like a threat, especially since the other party is her master.
However, Miaomiao didn't know what other options she could have.
You might say she's spoiled and arrogant, but isn't that exactly what Master wants—to be approachable and not a stranger?
"Uh, Miaomiao, I was just joking with you! Look at you, why are you taking it so seriously?"
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