I've clearly hidden far enough away, but why are all these voices still intruding into my mind?
The resentment accumulates in the body with nowhere to vent.
The endless resentment is absorbed into the body.
There were constant quarrels, cursing and complaints.
"You damn thing! How could I marry a bastard like you!"
"Why don't you just die!"
"How dare you hit me? God, please open your eyes and see that such a person does not deserve to live."
"I curse you to die a miserable death..."
"I am so unlucky to marry someone like you..."
"That bastard actually stole my money. Isn't he afraid of being struck by lightning?"
He hears all kinds of sounds every day.
These resentful voices will eventually turn into resentment and be absorbed by him.
Even if he covered his ears, or even used his ability to block his hearing,
Those grievances will still be forced to be absorbed continuously.
The noises are too loud.
The noise prevented him from falling into a deep sleep.
Too complicated sound.
It can greatly arouse his resentment.
He wanted to destroy the world and kill everyone.
As long as he kills everyone, these voices will never appear again.
The thought became more and more intense.
Even waves of resentment began to emerge.
Uncontrolled emotional disturbances.
It just so happened that at this time, some guys took the initiative to seek death.
Challenge his abilities.
Oh.
Appeared in time.
I'm worried about where to release my energy.
He began to act recklessly, executing those who came to provoke him one by one.
No scruples, no fear of anything.
After a long period of killing.
Resentment only becomes more excited and comfortable when it encounters blood.
The excitement of meeting a rival, the thrill of finally being able to taste blood.
All of them disturbed his spirit.
This feeling lasted too long.
I don't remember how many beings I killed.
Demons, gods and ghosts.
It was totally out of his consideration.
The sun and the moon alternate.
I don't remember how long it took.
He was bloodthirsty.
When you meet a demon, kill it. When you meet a god, kill it.
Until no one dared to step forward to provoke.
The days are boring again.
Every day I just look at the sun and the moon.
After I had some free time, my resentment started to grow again.
His reputation is so bad that no one dares to challenge him.
Never kill innocent people.
How can you have the nerve to kill someone if they're not causing you any trouble?
He is a good man.
Just at this moment.
An old man with a white beard appeared in front of him.
"Spirit King, stop. Another being has already emerged. If you continue to kill, it will be out of control."
What is this old man with a white beard talking about?
He didn't understand a word.
Jiang Rao lay on the stone plate and said disdainfully, "I never hurt old people. I advise you to leave."
There is no point in killing an unarmed old man.
The old man still stood still.
Continue to answer the doubts, "When you release your resentment for a long time, evil energy will be generated invisibly. You are originally a twin phantom, and now you have used your blood to breed another existence."
Gao Zhe said, taking out a mirror.
Inside the mirror was a dark and damp place.
A stone appeared on the ground, and a small light appeared above the stone.
After magnifying it several times, it is not difficult to see that there is a human figure in the light.
Jiang Rao sat up and took the mirror.
The moment you see existence in the mirror.
A warm feeling passed through his heart.
For some reason he felt that this person was his family.
An existence that he needs to protect.
“Is this my brother?”
He looked at the old man and asked unsurely.
How could the old man who appeared out of nowhere appear in front of him without a purpose?
The old man stroked his beard and said, "This is your brother, the Wrathful Spirit King. He is now transformed by evil spirits. It won't be long before he transforms into a human form and breaks out of the stone."
Hearing this explanation.
Jiang Rao finally felt a little curious.
He has stayed in this godforsaken place long enough.
Days that are too boring need some excitement.
He was always so lucky that something new and interesting happened when he was just bored.
The old man did not hide anything and took out a stone from his sleeve.
It was the stone just reflected in the mirror.
Jiang Rao sat cross-legged and looked at the old man. "How can I believe what you say?"
Even if there is soul connection, so what?
No one will take the initiative to help if there is no benefit.
After hearing all kinds of resentful voices, he saw through the evil of human nature.
There is no early rise without gain.
The old man floated into the air. "If you continue to kill innocent people, it will easily cause the embryo to die and eventually fail to transform into a human form."
It was originally to stop him from continuing to kill.
The old man disappeared again.
Jiang Rao was playing with a stone in his hand.
Sometimes he looked carefully inside the stone.
It's just a small stone, but when magnified you can see a beating heart.
Looking at this heart, he felt inexplicably excited.
It seemed as if something was pulling him.
From then on,
One more task to do on boring days.
Start caring for the stone.
Practice wrapping the stone with resentment every day.
In the circle of resentment with suitable temperature, the embryo inside the stone grows extremely fast.
In the blink of an eye, a baby shape appeared.
After seeing hope, he began to work harder to control his resentment.
A few years later.
The baby finally broke through the stone.
The moment he landed, he turned into a child of four or five years old.
The first words he said were "Brother..."
The little girl calls him brother, who can resist that?
He was no longer alone, he now had a companion.
I watch over my younger brother every day and protect him from behind.
My younger brother is young, very naughty, and loves to get into trouble everywhere.
Leaving him one mess after another to clean up.
Looking at my brother laughing.
I feel happy actually.
That's how life goes.
He and his younger brother depend on each other for survival.
As long as my brother is happy, anything can be solved.
Never need to consider anything else.
It’s enough that my brother is happy.
Grow up in the blink of an eye.
The brat's ability to cause trouble is getting stronger and stronger.
It's not reassuring at all.
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