Huan Huan couldn't describe this kind of pain, as if a long needle was pierced in his bones every second, he was the first time to experience what a piercing pain was, it couldn't be relieved, and no medicine worked, Dugu Qingluan was so anxious that his eyes were red, but he couldn't do anything but urge Zi Jinhua, "You go and study this toxin, and study the antidote one second earlier, and Huanhuan will suffer less." ”

"I think it's a bit of a suspense...... Alright, alright, I'll go right away!" Zi Jinhua hurriedly left with the sample, she couldn't solve this heavy project alone, because it took too much time to study the genes and virus sequences of another species, they didn't know what the toxin was composed of, what kind of base it had, and how many people were needed, Zi Jinhua hurriedly returned to the school's laboratory, and then went to find the professor of genetics in Sifang City, she needed the professor's connections, and only then did she know the benefits of Professor Sifang City, with the professor's connections, she could have the most high-end laboratory in China, and there would be the most cutting-edge talents in the industry to help。

On the palace, Huanhuan went directly back to the ice room.

This is the place where he dreamed when he was a child and wanted to leave, every time his sanity recovered a little, he thought about how to leave, here is the boundless and endless cold, as well as the fragmented thoughts of the purple gold flower, Sheng Jing's indifferent and cruel gaze, ignoring his father's begging to let me out, composed of his childhood full of bruises.

He was like a child who grew up in domestic violence, he was beaten hard, he was beaten painfully, his heart was full of resentment and hatred, and he once swore that when he was full-fledged, he would kill Sheng Jing and repay him for all these years of pain.

Just as he was swearing in the second middle school, Zijinhua said coldly in his ear, His Royal Highness the Prince, your oath is cold, you Daddy...... Eternal life. If you kill him once, he can be resurrected once, if you can't kill him, you will die in front of him, let him send the black-haired man to the white-haired man, think about it, isn't it a little happier?

The oath he made back then, the heat was not cold, and the purple gold flower burst his cowhide, and his resentment was full of nowhere to release, and he could only roar impotently in this small ice room.

At that time, as Sheng Jing said, he was like a little devil, a little devil who would cause trouble to the common people if he let it out, he had been brainwashed by Zijinhua for so many years, Sheng Jing was not sure how much hatred he had in his mind for human beings, and how dare he let him out.

At that time, the grand scene was indeed cold to Huanhuan, he didn't dare to face Dugu Qingluan, so even if the body was in the ice room, he didn't dare to come down, and confidently thought that his son would always be frozen, unconscious, and never knew that Huanhuan would be awakened by Zijinhua again and again, instilling hatred for him again and again, it was all real.

Later, Huanhuan gradually went from a little demon to have his own thoughts, he escaped from the ice room, and at that time he knew that he couldn't kill Daddy, he would only be stupid to find death, so he fled from the palace, went far, far away, and committed some sins.

It was also that escape, he knew what the world was like, and in the eyes that were still indifferent but showed a little pity when Sheng Jing found him, he gradually understood that what Zi Jinhua said was not all the truth, and he began to make excuses for Sheng Jing, maybe Daddy couldn't help himself.

Later, his self-consciousness gradually developed completely, and he was freed from the control of the purple golden flower, and Sheng Jing began to allow him to appear in the palace and leave the ice room, but his range of activities was only this mountain.

For a thousand long years, he was a lonely island, with no one to talk to and no one to accompany him.

He talks to the birds in the mountains, he runs with the wolves in the mountains, he confides in the flowers in the mountains, he unilaterally makes friends with the animals and plants, but there is no one to talk to.

It's a blessing that such a child who has been cultivated for a thousand years has not developed a demon in the world.

Later, he broke out of the mountain and met A-Niang, happiness is life, full of love makes him think that he has forgotten a thousand years of violence and captivity, and those hatreds that really exist.

Not really!

As soon as he entered, the tragic memories flooded him.