After gathering the seven deadly sins brothers, summon the younger sister!

The little stone is as solid as a rock, and it looks so handsome standing in front of Yu Zhixu!

"I have a plan, don't worry."

"..."

Yu Zhixu leaned his back against the wall, looking at the small stones in front of him whose dodge points were maxed out and only afterimages were left running all over the field. His Adam's apple rolled for a long time, but he was in no mood to say a word.

What are you doing?

Is your trick infinite dodging?

Are you two playing cat and mouse here?

You want to rely on your strong physical strength to wear down your opponent, right?

Thinking of this, Yu Zhixu really felt sleepy.

He sat down slowly, leaning against the wall, yawned, and put his hands on his chin, watching the farce with boredom.

humor.

You guys still know how to play.

……

Lazy's state was very bad. The Tantric elder not only hypnotized him, but also repeatedly reminded him of the past that he did not want to recall. When his mental strength was weak, he launched a large-scale invasion to achieve the purpose of control.

That is clearly my life, but laziness makes it seem like a muddled, unreal dream.

——Hey, sir, how much do you think he is worth?

——Sir, we are really short of money. As long as you are willing to pay, we will sell him to you!

The man and woman who nodded and bowed earnestly were not my parents. In my lazy memory, they were just devils wearing hideous masks.

If you didn't want me, why did you give birth to me?

It was you who shattered the family, why are you venting your anger on me?

The little child was whipped with a leather rope, hit with wine jars, and had his hair pulled and slammed against the wall. Afterwards, he curled up in a ball in the corner, unaware of the pool of blood under him.

Yin Chuanci is callous and heartless. Human beings are worthless lives. You gave birth to me. If you want me, just give me back.

Until this time when he was left with no where to go due to the huge debt, his so-called parents dragged him to the dreaded Tianyu Pavilion to sell him off.

How much money can be sold?

The person in charge clamped his chin mercilessly, looking back and forth at the bruised and tender face as if assessing the value of the goods.

Yin Chuanci still doesn't like this kind of look, because it makes him feel like he is not a human being, shouldn't be breathing, shouldn't have a warm body temperature, and just needs to be treated as a cold commodity for them to buy and sell at will.

--Ah.

The man laughed.

——Not bad, ten taels of silver.

Ten taels of silver were presented to the parents, who were so happy that they kept bowing their hands and kneeling down to kowtow.

At that moment, he could endure all the beatings and scoldings he suffered on a daily basis, but the sadness and pain in his heart at this moment was like an accumulated tide, overflowing from a small bottle and bursting out in an instant.

The little child opened his round eyes and tears fell silently to the ground one by one.

My worthless life is only worth ten taels of silver.

Yin Chuanci, ten taels can buy your lifetime.

——Those who sold you here are all your closest relatives.

——Hate? You can only hate if you survive.

——Survival of the fittest, only the strongest can climb to the throne of Pavilion Master.

Let’s fight! In this melee, only those who sing while stepping on corpses will be qualified to be elected as the leader of the pavilion.

Only then will you have a chance... to live.

There are no companions or friends here. People have to abandon all the emotions that humans should have, pierce each other's chests with sharp weapons, and survive in the competition. This is the eternal law of survival here.

The windows were broken and the walls were splattered with blood.

In the dim room, the sharp light of the snow-white sword slants like the blood-red sunset.

A half-lit candle flame was jumping in the corner, and the bodies of companions were lying in all directions under his feet.

The creaking wooden boards, the shaky wind chimes above my head, and the examiner's satisfied smile in front of me.

——Yin Chuan said.

The examiner called out, then knelt down respectfully.

——Pavilion Master.

The breeze could not blow away the thick smell of blood in the house. The dim light was between the extreme darkness and dawn, chaotic and unclear, just like their life in the muddy swamp.

Yin Chuanci rolled his eyes woodenly and looked at the body of the boy on the far left.

That was the first friend who accepted him as a friend when he first entered the cabinet.

His eyes fell on the body of the girl at his feet. Yesterday, she had made an agreement with him to try her best to live, every day counts.

On the right, the young man sitting in the corner with his eyes open was the big brother who always took care of them during their daily training.

Now, they all died at his hands.

It was dark, and the night was thick.

Bright lights were lit one after another in the house, and the secret guards were cleaning up the pile of corpses, washing the floor, wiping the blood from the windows, and lighting incense.

Soon, the house looked brand new.

Warm, clean, bright and fragrant.

The night seemed as bright as the day, so beautiful that it seemed unreal, as if this had always been a fairyland and had never had a purgatory side.

——Master, please take a bath.

In the bath, his body was covered with wounds, blood was flowing from knife wounds, sword wounds, and hidden weapon wounds, staining the entire pool water.

sleepy.

My eyelids feel heavy.

——Master, it’s time to be crowned.

He was shaken awake from his sleep. After the doctor gave him a simple bandage, the servant put on an intricate and luxurious robe for him.

Due to excessive blood loss and severe injuries, he became dizzy during the ceremony.

This feeling comes again. I want to sleep without caring about anything, even if I can never wake up again.

Now he has managed to survive and climbed to the highest point, then what?

There is no one around me.

——Pavilion Master.

——Pavilion Master, in the future...

It’s so annoying, don’t call me.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temple with his fingertips, his brows were tightly furrowed without a single crack showing.

It felt like countless Asuras from hell were arguing and chattering in his ears, giving him a splitting headache.

Gradually, he adapted to this position and established his own prestige. Suddenly, he thought of his parents.

He wanted revenge.

Now that you have the power, why not protect yourself who was once unable to resist?

It's just ridiculous. After investigation, it was found that his parents took the ten taels of silver they got from selling him and went to the casino again, where they lost all the money and were beaten to death.

He often lay sideways in one place, supporting his head with one hand and closing his eyes to think.

What is human life?

It’s ten taels of silver.

They are the souls killed by the sword.

It's a meanness that is engraved in my bones.

It was his stepping stone to a high position.

Absurd, desolate, ridiculous, sad, and desperate.

It’s like, a person can be anything else except not being a person.

Playthings, livestock, commodities.

Anything can be a person, except a person.

Closing his eyes, he recalled the beatings and insults he had received as a child.

Until now, even though he has been living on the edge of a knife, Laziness is still afraid of pain. When he sees fists or feet falling on him, he will still fight back with great stimulation.

Pu Ran knew Lazy's past, and these senior brothers no longer had any secrets from her. They told her everything that was on their mind, like spitting out beans.

So she thought it was inappropriate to punch the fifth senior brother.

She didn't want to throw a punch at him, even if it meant knocking him out.

She kept dodging, which made Yu Zhixu yawn and fall asleep with his head against the wall.

Pu Ran gathered her energy, flew up into the air, lowered her eyes to look at Laziness who was following closely and swinging his sword at her. She asked:

"Yin Chuanci, who do you think I am?"

It could be your parents who beat you, the examiner who forced you to fight, or your companions who engaged in brutal confrontations.

He didn't answer, but just vented all his emotions, and his moves became more and more fierce.

It seems like he is fighting against something.

The dark clothes were lifted up and spread out by the terrifying air currents, and his spinning figure made him look like a lone crane flapping its wings, ready to fly.

The crane is free.

But he is not.

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