"Later..." Ming Yan took a sip of wine, his voice trembling even more.
"Later, the little boy woke up from his coma and saw a blind old man with silver hair sniffing something right next to his face. He was so frightened that he trembled all over and screamed...
The old man had an ugly face, not a single piece of good skin on his body, and he emitted a foul odor. The tendons in his hands and feet were all cut, and his limbs were locked with heavy iron chains.
Even so, the old man showed no kindness when he saw the newcomer coming. At first, he just kept insulting him, beating him at every turn, and trying every way to torture him. The old man was highly skilled in martial arts and had deep spiritual power, and the little boy was often tortured to a pulp by him.
The little boy was in great pain and wanted to die, but the old man always wouldn't let him.
He said that if the little boy died, he would have no playmates.
The little boy wanted to escape, but he had no way to escape. The hole was too deep and he couldn't get out no matter what. There was no way out either side.
With no way out of life and death, the little boy thought about the hatred he was full of. The people who had hurt him were still living happily. What right did he have to die?
So, he suppressed his nausea and decided to get along well with the old man, even though the days passed by felt like years.
It was not until more than a thousand years later that the old man finally let down his guard and realized that the old man was actually a very powerful person, but was framed by his favorite disciple.
He decided to help the little boy practice again, and after he succeeded, he would let him go out and help him take revenge.
After that, the little boy's life became better, but the old man was still extremely strict with him. If he did something wrong in the slightest, he would be beaten severely.
Another eighteen thousand years passed, and the little boy had grown into a young man. Under the strict training of the old man, he finally learned enough to fly out of the cave easily.
The old man was very pleased. One dark night, he asked the little boy to pry open a stone on the wall of the cave. There was a triangular cone-shaped object inside. He said that this was a rare treasure and using it to practice martial arts could help him get twice the result with half the effort. So he gave it to the boy and taught him how to use it.
Afterwards, the old man took advantage of the boy's inattention and sealed his acupuncture points, forcibly passing on his life's strength to him...
Before the old man died, he only told him to remember to avenge him when he got out."
The rare triangular cone-shaped treasure should be the Time Cone. When Li Shushu heard this, his heart skipped a beat. If he remembered correctly, the original owner died in his previous life because Ming Yan activated the Time Cone.
"And then?" She continued to ask calmly. It must be said that she was a very good listener.
"Later... it was very simple. The little boy suddenly gained a body full of rich spiritual power. It was difficult for him to adapt to it for a while. He felt as if his body was on fire everywhere, and as if his flesh was about to explode. He could only digest and absorb it painfully in the cave for a long time.
After that, he escaped from the cave, avenged the old man, took back everything from the old man, and sat in the position where the old man had originally sat.
Now, he would practice martial arts with the treasure given by the old man every day when he had nothing to do, and planned to avenge himself one day.
After saying this, Ming Yan's eyes turned red, and he breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders.
He never told anyone about this experience, not even Long Xiao and Hu Yue, whom he only met during the thousand years or so when he helped the old man get revenge.
They only knew that the Demon Lord came from heaven, had great spiritual power, and had a strange and cruel personality, but they didn't know why he was so powerful and why he was so strange and cruel.
Although Ming Yan felt that Li Shushu did not know the truth here, for some reason, he just wanted to tell her.
Li Shushu stared at the man in front of her. She finally understood why he had become what he was now. How could someone as weak as him have gone through the pain of breaking out of his cocoon and becoming a butterfly to quickly transform into the powerful he was today? She even felt a little sorry for him.
Putting herself in his shoes, if she encountered the same situation as him, she might be even more ferocious and cruel than him, right?
But, that time cone...
It's too powerful. If it's left in his hands, he'll go crazy easily, which is really dangerous. Should we try to get it?
No matter how great the hatred is, we cannot use the creatures of the six realms as a foil, right?
But he has not yet admitted that the little boy is himself, which means that he still has reservations about her. It would be inappropriate to ask him about the time cone at this moment.
"That's good, that's good. It turns out to be a good story of successful revenge. I love listening to this kind of story the most. Come, let's drink!" Li Shushu smiled and clinked glasses with Ming Yan.
"Survival in the Colosseum is so terrifying. Should we go and rescue that little boy?" Li Shushu asked
Ming Yan slowly took a sip of wine. "No need. This is a compulsory course in his life. If he can't pass this test, he will be at the mercy of others when he comes out, just like he is now."
"Oh," Li Shushu nodded. Maybe it was because she had drunk some wine, her brain was slow, and she actually felt that his words seemed to make some sense.
"Drink, drink." The wine was so expensive, and in the spirit of not wasting it, Li Shushu desperately drank a lot more. When she finally came out of the tavern, she was already stumbling and her head was dizzy.
Ming Yan is a little better than her, but only a little. Due to his personal experience, he is usually very cautious and careful in his actions. He rarely drinks. Even if he drinks, he will control the amount and keep a clear head at all times.
Compared to usual, I drank a little too much today.
When he came out, he saw that Li Shushu could hardly walk steadily, so he simply frowned and picked her up while she screamed.
Long Xiao and Hu Yue looked at each other: Is this... drunk?
The two of them didn't know what to say or do, and were busy protecting the law on the left and right.
A few people quickly dodged and soon returned to the Demon Palace.
Afterwards, Ming Yan ordered Long Xiao and Hu Yue to retreat.
He then carried Li Shushu into the bedroom without looking back.
At this time, Li Shushu had already climbed onto his neck with her little hands and was sleeping soundly in his arms.
Maybe he drank too much and his memory is not good, or maybe he did it on purpose.
After entering the bedroom, Ming Yan forgot to put Li Shushu on the couch, but just put her on the cold jade bed and lay down on it himself.
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