One person: I am standing behind you, but the whole Wei

Wang Bing's voice penetrated into Feng Xingtong's ears like a piercing force, like a bell from hell, constantly knocking on the last shaky line of defense in his heart.

Feng Xingtong raised his head with some difficulty, his eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

Wang Bing saw this and his expression was slightly impatient...

There was a hint of ferocity in his eyes, and then he said quickly:

"Feng Xingtong, isn't it just imitating a dog's bark? If I swallow this spirit, you will be left with nothing!"

As he spoke, he slightly increased the strength in his hands, and Wang Zizhong's soul was squeezed up and down like a balloon filled with water...

What an indecisive coward!

He doesn't even have the awareness of being a dog!

Just like his good-for-nothing dad!

Feng Xingtong looked at this scene and suddenly felt a little panicked...

The scene of meeting Grandpa Zizhong for the first time kept appearing in my mind...

Although she lived a life with no worries about food and clothing, her father was always busy and had no time to accompany her.

At that time.

I met Grandpa Zizhong for the first time...

He took himself to do all kinds of new things that he had never tried before!

Playing around with yourself...

There is always a kind smile on his old face...

Always buy me all kinds of snacks...

Always bend down and help yourself up when you fall...

He was still saying, "Xiao Xingtong, isn't it painful?"

At that time...

I then treated Grandpa Zizhong as my own grandpa!

But one day, my father told me that Grandpa Zizhong was going to die.

He will eventually become his own spirit!

Accompanying myself with a special existence...

I promised...

Although Grandpa Zizhong, who has become a spirit, cannot speak, he always patiently communicates with me through his spirit...

Guide yourself in your practice and learn those medical knowledge!

I enjoy these days because I understand...

Grandpa Zi Zhong has always been by my side!

But...

just now!

Grandpa Zi Zhong is about to leave me!

I'm going to be killed by others in the true sense!

I feel like a piece of trash!

Trash can't resist!

Is reputation really more important than life?

Is it more important than your own relatives?

of course not!

The scenes that emerged in his mind suddenly caused Feng Xingtong's heart to shift!

The teeth that were clenched tightly were slightly loose, and there was a trace of struggle in the eyes...

Wang Bing noticed this scene, his eyes were filled with a hint of teasing, and he said in a crazy tone:

"Feng Xingtong, as long as you learn to bark like a dog, I will let your Grandpa Zizhong go!"

Call it!

Call it!

Just call it out!

As long as you scream it out, the entire alien world will think that you are a dog of my Feng family!

The Wang family will always be your masters!

Your good-for-nothing father will never be able to hold his head up high for the rest of his life!

My grandfather Wang Ai is the master of your useless father!

but me!

Wang Bing!

He is the master of you and your son!

Hahaha!

Feng Xingtong slowly raised his head, and the memories that emerged in his mind stimulated him bit by bit!

Understand yourself...

Once you call...

The Feng family will always be on the pillar of shame...

But are these really more important than Grandpa Zizhong’s spirit?

He is my grandpa!

His lips trembled and slowly loosened, and just when he was about to scream...

Suddenly, an old and gentle voice came to my ears:

"Child... I am already dead. The meaning of my existence..."

"I have seen everything you have done over the years..."

"I wanted to heal the suffering people in this world. You are very good... and you didn't let me down!"

The delicate and gentle words made Feng Xingtong burst into tears. This was originally a unique ability that belonged to the spirit-binding and spirit-sending generals to communicate with spirits...

But these words were like sharp thorns piercing my heart.

Wang Bing noticed Feng Xingtong's strange expression, a hint of viciousness appeared in his eyes, and the strength in his hands became even stronger!

He scolded fiercely:

"You old bastard! Behave yourself! If you are a slave, you must have the awareness of a slave!"

Wang Zizhong's soul was squeezed like a piece of thin paper, and his soul seemed to be poked with a hole...

It kept twisting in Wang Bing's hands...

The pain of the soul being torn apart made Wang Zizhong's entire soul a little weaker...

There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes, and he said in a very gentle voice:

"child..."

"You are your father's pride..."

“It’s also my pride!”

“You have a long life ahead of you.”

"Don't be a coward because of my leaving!"

"Your dignity..."

"Better than the life of an old man like me..."

"Much more important!"

Feng Xingtong couldn't help but shed tears when she heard these words...

Those little bits of memories began to constantly stimulate my nerves, and the anger in my heart was stirred up little by little by these words!

He murmured softly:

"Grandpa Zizhong..."

Wang Bing sensed the fluctuations in the air, and his face showed an almost insane expression. The little patience he had left was completely destroyed.

He roared loudly:

"Since you don't have the awareness to be a dog! Then! There is no place for your spirit to exist!"

After saying that, he grabbed Wang Zizhong's spirit and stuffed it directly into his mouth...

One bite, two bites, and he started to swallow it continuously!

A look of relief appeared on Wang Zizhong's extremely blurred face...

This might be the last lesson I teach him...

Dignity is sometimes more important than life!

Enduring the pain coming from his soul, he spoke with a hint of guilt:

"There is one more thing. I lied to you and your father."

"Actually...I didn't choose to become a spirit just because I wanted to save the world!"

"But... I have a feeling that my wife Duanmu Yan is still alive, and I think..."

"If there is a chance in the future..."

"Even if..."

"Even though I've become what people call a ghost, I still want to see her again..."

"one side."

"That's enough..."

......

Feng Xingtong stood up very weakly. His originally fair face was already covered with blood, and the broken skin was hanging on his face precariously.

The whole person looks like a tortured devil in hell...

He shouted heartbreakingly:

"No!"

"Grandpa Zizhong!"

The gentle voices of admonition, warning, and instruction that remain in my mind...

It was like a bayonet piercing Feng Xingtong's heart!

At this moment, he felt his heart starting to bleed a little bit...

Now I can finally understand how painful it is to be ashamed of oneself as to feel as if one of the four-character idioms is!