Demon Lord 3

Just last night, when my father said he had finished his work, the novel started being updated again, which also surprised and surprised me.

I made sure to ask him when we met. At the airport, we met Lu Xin'ao. He greeted us and got in the car. I sat next to him and asked if he knew the novel. He smiled and said, "Sister Yue, I'm not kidding, I wrote that." I was also curious and asked what the plot was like later. He told me that I couldn't spoil it, but I really wanted to know, so I asked him to tell me. He nodded helplessly and said, "Then I'll make an exception this time, but as agreed, I can only tell you the details at the beginning. I'll leave the rest of the story in suspense. If I tell you everything, there won't be anything interesting to watch."

I remember hearing that the little girl had depression, but I didn't understand why the timeline was frozen. He also told the story from the beginning. Ever since the girl was harassed by the mixed-race little yellow-haired boy in a foreign country, she had been in constant fear, even unable to sleep all night, which eventually led to severe depression. Her boyfriend, who later raised her, also found many doctors for her there and found that kind of medicine. It also had no side effects on the human body, but the only downside was that she was prone to dreaming, especially long dreams, which directly exposed the weaknesses in reality. The weakest and most invisible aspects of human nature were magnified countless times. The boyfriend was afraid that she couldn't bear it, so he didn't increase the dosage, and only asked her to take one pill before going to bed. The reason the timeline was frozen at the same time was because she was sleeping all the time and never woke up, so she always woke up at 5:30.

There is also the part about killing someone in the dream. The boyfriend did kill someone, and he used a very cruel method to kill the mixed-race little yellow-haired boy. However, because he was afraid that it would not pass the review, he wrote the whole thing that happened in the dream. I also remember the whole process of the murder. First, the mixed-race little yellow-haired boy was knocked unconscious, then tied up, woke up with water, and then injected with some large doses of drugs, even those given to animals, and finally tortured to death. The means were extremely cruel. To be honest, when I watched that part, I almost became depressed, and it made my back cold.

After Lu Xin'ao finished speaking, he sighed and said, "I won't say what happened next. It would be a spoiler if I said more. Also, I said before that I had no relatives because my relatives were killed in this way." This made me stunned. I wanted to ask further but was hesitant to speak. Lu Xin'ao also smiled and said, "It's okay. So many years have passed. At that time, my father's family often abused my mother. My mother was abducted. My family was in the countryside, so my mother got some medicine and killed my father. My grandparents were also killed in this way. Later, my mother surrendered herself, but died before the trial. At that time, I suddenly couldn't speak. Master happened to pass by here and saved me who was about to starve to death. So Master is my reborn parent. I will never forget his kindness in my life. Also, my father's family deserved it. They also did those shameful things."

After hearing this, Lin Zhenfei patted Lu Xin'ao on the shoulder and said, "It's okay, brother. Now you're not alone anymore. Don't you have us? We'll go with you to find a master, but you have to catch up with your strength! Only then can we fight side by side." Lu Xin'ao nodded vigorously. After a while, we arrived at our residence. Wu Luansen was busy, and I was curious about what they had been doing these past few days. Looking at the dense text on the computer, I took a deep breath. The printer was also frantically printing information. Yan Hongchun was carrying folders and large file bags into the room one after another. This scene shocked us all.

When Wu Luansen saw us coming, he stopped what he was doing, asked us to sit aside, and pointed to the information printed in the printer. Those information were supplementary, and they were the questions Wu Luansen and others asked after reading the information.