Chapter 63: It's Big... Hatred!

The man nodded. The face is calm. There is no eagerness to worry, not even a little annoyance.

"Why the hell are you ......?"

The man understood what Liang Meng was asking, and gestured to Liang Meng and motioned for her to sit in the chair.

Then he sat down again in the chair he had just made.

The tone of the eloquent voice was gentle and peaceful. It's not like telling an annoying past at all, it's like telling a heartwarming story.

The man's real body is a cat. It's the same as the real body of the pillow book.

However, unlike the arrogant and cold fan of the pillow book, the man's real body and eyes are gentle and harmless.

It's amazing that the man's experience is the same as the pillow book, and he was rescued by others when he was dying.

The man was saved by a rich man.

After the injury was healed, the man stayed at the old man's house. Serve the old man wholeheartedly, so as to repay the old man for saving his life.

The years are like a calm lake, flowing forward steadily and peacefully.

The old man had no children and no daughters, and when he picked up a man, he really treated him as his own child.

Teach him, nurture him, care for him.

On a very ordinary day, a group of people with various sticks, knives and forks suddenly broke into the house.

said that he let the man run away last time, and he would not let him go this time.

The man was confused, his mind was blank after he had injured himself, and he didn't remember anything about the past.

I don't know why the black crowd in front of me found me.

Those fierce and vicious people didn't have the time to explain softly with him.

roared and burned and smashed, a good home, a good person, and all of them were gone.

The man survived because the old man threw him into the secret passage of the house at the last moment.

The man didn't know how long it took him to get out of the dark passage with both hands.

He tried to get out of the secret door, but the door of the secret passage was blocked by the old man with something, and he couldn't push it open.

When I came out, there was silence in the whole house. The wicked men are long gone.

The courtyard and the house were full of corpses.

The walls and floors were covered with blackened bloodstains.

The man stood under the eaves, his hands covered in blood blisters shaking. Scarlet eyes welled with tears.

This calamity was brought by oneself. But they were the ones who died.

The man gave a good burial to all those who died because of him.

He knelt in front of the old man's shrine in the main hall for three days.

Later, he found the book that the old man had told him about that could instantly burst out with powerful spiritual power.

Sitting in the bloody home, the man studied hard day and night.

Finally got what I wanted.

But before those people could be found, the sequelae of practicing forbidden spiritual power came out.

The biggest symptom is fainting for no apparent reason.

In this way, there is no talk of revenge. Helplessly, the man begged Yunmengtang.

"You want me to cure your symptoms and then go for revenge?"

"Yes. This enmity is not shared, and Junlan once vowed to finish them off with his own hands. ”

The man's fluttering tone and gentle smiling face made Liang Meng's brows furrow.

If it weren't for the seriousness in his eyes, Liang Meng would really think that this person's head was smashed stupidly, and he said stupid things here for a long time.

Let's ask, which person is burdened with a sea of blood hatred, is he so calm and peaceful?

"Hall Master,"

Junlan seemed to be able to hear Liang Meng's heart. Looking at Liang Meng, he smiled slightly and explained.

"After cultivating that spiritual power, you will faint for no reason. There are other symptoms as well. ”

"What?"

"No matter how much the body is damaged, there is no pain at all, and there will be no scars. ”