A mother who wanted to protect her child until her death and leave a way for her child to survive was exploited to such a situation.
A child who was lucky enough to survive became a resentful spirit who died tragically because of human greed. .
Yanzhi did not escape the fate of being exploited even after death.
In the end, he became a weapon used by others to threaten his mother's soul.
In the end, he actually watched the mother who loved him most being beaten in front of him.
His soul was so shattered that it would be unbearable for anyone.
Although the skeleton where An Qing is now is that of a child, the pain and hatred in his heart are far greater than those of ordinary people.
That is to say, from the day the child's mother disappeared, the child's anger began The potion that the fat man was praying for could no longer control him.
In desperation, the fat man couldn't find the mage he was looking for in the first place, so he could only let the old man do it.
It's just that the fat man didn't dare to tell the truth to the old man.
As a result, the old man was controlled by An Qing and saw the cruel past.
When he woke up, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
There is a saying that sins committed by God can be forgiven, but sins committed by oneself cannot be saved.
If the old man knew that the fat man had done these things, no matter how much money he would give him, he would not accept it, but it was already too late at this time.
Yes, because ever since he saw those past events, the resentment has already caught up with him.
The old man watched An Qing crush the bodyguards to death one by one with his bone-white fingers, and watched his white bones slowly become stained with sticky blood.
He covered his churning chest and said, "Child, listen to me.
If you say so, don’t commit any more sins of killing.”
"Hehehe, kill evil, what about me, who killed me, who killed my mother, who, who will pay for our lives, pay for our lives, pay for our lives."
The sound was so shrill that it penetrated people's eardrums, making the old man His body, which was already seriously injured, could no longer hold up, and he fell to his knees with a "thud".
The old man knew that in front of this skeleton, even he was a sinner.
He didn't ask the reason, just listened to one side of the story, and thought of using his profound magic to break up the soul on this skeleton.
It can be said that he and those evil people There was no difference.
He listened to those shrill voices and slowly closed his eyes.
He felt at ease and wanted to die, but An Qing But when his hand of bones was reaching out and wanted to directly pick off the old man's heart, he was stopped by a slender little hand: "How can you hurt people's lives?
Dad said you can't hurt people's lives."
That was a The little girl, wearing a red headband, blinked her cute big eyes, looking straight at An Qing, not afraid of her empty white bone eyes.
An Qing's original intention was not to hurt the little girl, but she was so angry that she couldn't control herself.
Those bone-white fingers, with a trace of black energy, rushed towards the little girl's palm and pierced her, until Running towards her heart, what no one expected was that An Qing's bone-white hand was actually grabbed by the little girl, and then she couldn't even break free.
"Ximei, are you naughty?
This is someone else's business."
When An Qing exploded again and again, the little girl finally let go.
Just when An Qing thought the opportunity had come, she was suddenly An approaching figure was knocked to the ground.
"Ah, ah," an angry An Qing shouted in a shrill voice, but the figure walked over step by step, slowly stretched out his hand and pressed An Qing's open and closed bone-white mouth, and said: "Look Come on, she is not your enemy, you can't express your anger, and I don't allow you to express your anger." 2k reading network tgt ttrgt: