Has the apprentice lost his horse today?

That night, Lin'er was taken blindfolded by his father to the depths of the uninhabited forest.

The bright moon was like silver, and the night breeze was matting. He hugged the rabbit tightly in his hand and raised his eyes to smile sweetly at his father, but what he got in return was his father's indifference.

He said: "Lin'er, I'll take you to see your mother, she... misses you very much."

Although he is only six years old, it is not that he does not understand his father's words.After all, at a very young age, he was able to hear all the voices in the sect, and naturally understood more than ordinary children.

He stared blankly at his father, neither crying nor fussing, just nodded lightly, looking at the rabbit in his arms, feeling sore in his heart.

Everyone wanted him to die, maybe his birth was a mistake!Then he... die!

Lin'er looked down at the rabbit in his arms, squatted down and put it on the ground, smiled like a flower, and patted its buttocks, "Let's go! Go far away, don't be caught by others again gone."

The little rabbit jumped two steps forward, looked back at him, and ran to the depths of the forest without looking back.

Seeing that it was gone, Lin'er was gradually relieved, and when he looked up at his father again, he still forced a three-point smile, "When father strikes, can you be gentler? Lin'er is afraid of pain." After finishing speaking, he Slowly closed his eyes.

The man's eyes moved slightly, he nodded, drew out his sword, and rushed towards him, but the sword stopped at his neck, and there was no movement for a long time.

He was still very scared, his whole body was trembling uncontrollably, he didn't dare to open his eyes to look at the gleaming sword blade, let alone move, for fear that if he moved, the sword would cut off his head.He just waited quietly, waiting for his father to do it himself.

But after waiting for a long time, he didn't get the tingling pain in his neck. On the contrary, he waited for his father's hoarse and deep voice, and he asked, "Do you hate me?"

hatred?

He would hate when others spoke ill of his mother, he would hate when others pointed at him, and he would hate when others said they wanted to get rid of him.But... alone, I can't hate my father.Even if his father would punish him every time he made a mistake, he became more and more indifferent to him. Even now, when his father put the sword on his neck, his first feeling was pain, not hatred.

He suddenly remembered that when he was still in his mother's womb, his father would often stick to his mother's belly and play with him, and then said to him in a soft tone: "Lin'er, it's Daddy." When he was just born, his mother passed away , it was his father who was holding him who was still covered in blood, his eyes were filled with pity and pain, "From today on, Lin'er is Daddy's treasure, as long as Daddy is around, I will never let others hurt Lin'er." When he was at a loss for the first time when he killed someone, his father gently hugged him into his arms, "It's okay, Dad is here."...

All kinds of things, it seems like it was still yesterday, he clearly said that he would protect himself for the rest of his life, but in the end, he took the sword in his hand and pointed it at himself.

Looking at the cold eyes of his father in front of him, he suddenly felt aggrieved for no reason, extremely aggrieved.

Obviously... He obviously didn't know anything, obviously everything that happened was not his intention, and obviously his father knew that he didn't want to do this either.But his father still chose, chose to get rid of him.

Thinking about it, his eyes suddenly turned sour, and he couldn't laugh anymore, so he shook his head and said, "Daddy, I don't hate you."

I don't hate you, but what I hate is this inexplicable devilish energy, what I hate is this injustice of heaven.But what's the use of hating?

He mustered up the courage to open his eyes, and when he saw them, it was still those cold eyes. He couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, and closed his eyes again, not looking at him again.

When the man got his answer, he stopped hesitating and held the sword again, raising the sword and dropping it.

It's just that the expected pain didn't come, but there was a crisp "crack" sound in my ears, like the sound of bones breaking, followed by a terrified scream rippling in the forest.

This voice...is father!

Lin'er hurriedly opened his eyes, only to see that his father was being held up by the neck by a black air, and the hand holding the sword had already left his arm, as if it had been forcibly ripped off, falling down. next to.And that black energy just emanated from him.

His heart was beating wildly, and he didn't care about anything else, he hurried to the place where the arm was broken, picked up the sword that fell on the ground, and slashed at the black air, "Let go of my father!"

It's just that his attack was too weak, the other party looked like nothing more than a mass of gas, but when his sword slashed on it, a series of sparks were rubbed against it, and the black gas became even more angry from embarrassment, and slowly transformed into a human body. He still didn't let go of the man's neck with his right hand, and turned around suddenly, as if looking at him, but his face was just a mass of black air, and he had no face.

"He wants to kill you, but you still want to save him." Heiwu's voice was exactly the same as his.

Lin'er's heart tightened, Rage God looked at his father's paler face, and swung the sword in his hand again, "Don't hurt my father, let him go..."

Hei Wu was unmoved, but tightened the strength in his hand even more, and brought the man's body into his sword, only heard a 'click', the sound of the larynx breaking, and the sound of the blade entering the body, He watched his father look at him in disbelief, then his neck tilted and he rolled his eyes.

Father is dead...killed by him...

Lin'er looked at the pale and lifeless face in horror, let go of her hand in panic, and her complexion became even uglier.He slowly looked back at the black mist with only one human figure, tears fell from his eyes, and he kept shaking his head, "I didn't mean it, I didn't..."

Seeing his father's body lying on the ground, his heart beat wildly, and he couldn't hold it anymore, crying loudly, and ran towards the opposite position.

Seeing this, Mo Qi clicked his tongue very contemptuously, his right hand turned into a soft rope, tied him up from behind, hung him high into the sky, and said coldly, "You want to kill me?"

"Let go of me, you devil, evil spirit..." He struggled to kick his legs, but the devilish energy wrapped around him was getting tighter and tighter.

"Aren't you more like an evil spirit when you meet me and kill your father with your own hands?" Demonic Qi sneered, and gradually turned into a cloud of gas from the other hand and invaded his mouth, "I was born because of you, and what I did Everything you do is born of the desire in your heart, I am you, you are me, who is the devil and evil spirit, don't you understand?"

Lin'er refused and shook his head, but he couldn't resist the other party's intrusion into his body at all.The more the devilish energy invaded his body, the heavier he felt, until he finally lost consciousness, the phrase 'You are me, I am you' was still echoing in his mind.

When he woke up the next day, he was no longer in the forest in the mountains, but in a cave, next to his legs was the rabbit he let go last night.As soon as he moved, the rabbit also woke up, shaking its two big ears, and staring at him with red eyes.

Thinking about what happened last night, his heart skipped a beat, and he rushed towards the Dragon Soul Sword Sect before he could think about anything else.

What happened last night is still vivid in his mind, but he changed his position in the morning. Does that prove that what happened last night was just a dream he had?

He hoped that, at this moment, he desperately wanted to see his father standing in front of him intact.He ran wildly all the way, and often tripped over the rocks under his feet and didn't care much. He got up and continued to run, no matter how thirsty or tired he was, he would not stop.

Finally, when night fell, he finally ran to the Dragon Soul Sword Sect, but the usually bustling place of the Immortal Gate was extremely bleak at this moment. The red lantern in front of the gate was replaced by a white lantern at some point. Lianzi.

Dead... Who is dead?

Still unwilling to give up, he slowly stepped into the Dragon Soul Sword Sect.

The disciples guarding the gate in front of the mountain all showed surprise when they saw him, but they were immediately replaced by anger.

Someone stepped forward and blocked his path, and angrily pushed him to the ground, filled with righteous indignation: "You dare to come back, you murderer, you killed the suzerain..."

Immediately afterwards, more people surrounded him, kicking, beating and insulting him.

It's just that he doesn't care about what other people say and do at the moment. He just wants to confirm that what happened last night is just a nightmare of his. He didn't kill Daddy, and Daddy didn't die.

He struggled to crawl forward, even if there was blood slipping down the corner of his forehead, he didn't care, he struggled to crawl forward, like a lost dog.

It's just that no matter how he crawls, the mourning hall seems to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, and it can never get closer to him.He was anxious in his heart, and wanted to get up on the ground, but someone stepped on his back, and he couldn't move any more.He wanted to turn around and beg the man to let go of his feet, but when he raised his head, an unknown person hit his head on the head, and blood slid down his eyes. It really hurt, but the pain was more severe than his body, but it was his chest.

His vision gradually blurred, and he raised his eyes again to look at the mourning hall not far away from him. His small body couldn't hold it anymore, his eyes went dark, and he couldn't move anymore.

At night, he was woken up by the cold wind, the smell of blood was strong around him, his eyes were blurred, and he could hardly see the road in front of him.But the daytime matters still lingered in his mind, he couldn't allow him to think too much, so he struggled to get up.

It's just that when he saw everything in front of him clearly, he froze and didn't dare to move at all.

He is still in the Dragon Soul Sword Sect, but the difference is that people come and go here during the day, but at this moment, it has become a dead city, a real dead city. Lying inside the door in various postures, they were all heartbroken and their deaths were extremely tragic.At a glance, there were corpses inside and outside the sect, and no one survived.

Lin'er glanced at all this in horror, and kept stepping back, but accidentally kicked a corpse and tripped over it.

"Ah..." He got up in shock, but when he looked up, he saw the mourning hall that was still as bright as day, and ran towards the mourning hall regardless of other things.

In the mourning hall, his father's body had not yet been covered with a coffin, and the death-like wounds were exactly the same as the one he dreamed of yesterday.

It turned out that it was not a dream, it was real, he really killed his father.

"Ahhhhhh..." He screamed in fear, and couldn't stay here for a while, dragging his body covered in injuries, and ran down the mountain.While running, the scene during the day suddenly appeared in his mind. It was he who used the devil energy to kill all the brothers in the door. It was him... he did it all...

"Ah..." He screamed and ran all the way to the cliff behind the mountain, and jumped off without hesitation.

Maybe they're right, he's a monster, and he shouldn't have been born in this world...

It's just that the devilish energy in his body spontaneously overflowed from his body at this time, lifting him from the cliff, and then the voice that made him fear and loathe came to mind again.

"Want to die? Impossible, you are in my hands, you will never be able to escape from me forever..."