"Waste, you're lazy here again, I'll kill you?" The young man's eyes were full of tears, but when the voice came, he also kicked his body, it hurt, of course it hurts, but he didn't shout, he stood up, walked outside, and continued to do his work. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The man had an evil look on his face, his head was as big as a wave, but the young man ignored it, and walked slowly step by step, and the people behind him kept roaring: "Don't think that you are the son of the head of the family, just you waste, don't dream?

The laughter pierced into his ears one after another, and the young man's heart felt like a needle prick, and the pain was unbearable.

When is it a head! They all say that eighteen years is a good man, do you have to wait for eight years??

The young man's heart was extremely uncomfortable, struggling, this was a pain, an unbearable pain.

Ten years ago, he was on the earth, he was going to be windy and rainy, a key university, a brand-name sports car, but an accident happened at that time, and he was speechless, didn't he just go to the library to read a book, didn't he just read a sentence, and he was a good man in eighteen years?

How did you get unlucky enough to cross over to this place? It's still a child, and he just learned to walk!

However, what can I say? This is the reality! Although I have been dreaming of crossing over, but after crossing over, it is really that good, at least not in the way that the teenager thinks.

He was so tired. He crossed, and for ten years, he was really tired.

Isn't it just that he can't cultivate, isn't it because his father went out to practice and never came back? Isn't it because he doesn't like to talk?

However, this makes me so speechless, and is called a waste, a brute, and an idiot. Why? He wanted to know, but who would tell him!

The young man's body seems to be a bit of a giant mole, like an old man who is dozens of years old, always bowing his head and bending over, silently doing things that are not his own, but he is used to becoming his own things.

"Brother, give. A few meters away, a girl with two small pigtails ran over gently, and her smaller body bones jumped and looked very innocent.

"What?" For the first time, a slight smile appeared on the young man's face, the little girl was his own sister, forcing herself to be two years younger, but her sister's talent was very good, she was already at the sixth layer of the Dust Realm, but she was still a waste in the eyes of others, and she was unable to break through the fourth layer of the Dust Realm.

Among children at this age, there really doesn't have any cultivation qualifications, especially when he is still the child of the head of the family, which makes everyone "look at him with admiration"

"Look!" A smile flashed on the child's innocent face, and a butterfly in his hand slowly flew out, staggering towards the sky.

"Hehe, my heart is getting stronger and stronger," Ye Jiang's face was scratched with that unusual smile, and it seemed that his face was more energetic.

"Hehe, brother, don't do it, you didn't do it, hmph, when Daddy comes back, I'll tell him, look at how dirty you are!" "I can only see my brother once a month, the corners of Ye Xin's eyes are moist at all, that kind of brother-sister relationship is simply speechless, a trace of melancholy flashed on Ye Jiang's face, looking at his sister, he must be uncomfortable in his heart.

If you weren't so wasteful, would you still use your sister to say it, and you would be so useless in this garbage society, doing garbage things? Ye Jiang's heart, the more he thought about it, the more sad he became, the more angry he became, he gently raised his hand, and wanted to go to Rourou's sister's head, but he just looked at his dirty hand and gently put it in the air, but he could only put it quietly, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

"Brother" Ye Xin looked at his brother hesitating, the crystal tears in the corners of his eyes slowly fell, and gently put his slender hand into Ye Jiang's palm and pulled it to his head.

"Ye Xin, go back to eat. A rough voice curled out beside the two, Ye Xin's body trembled, straightened up, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, looked at Ye Jiang, just nodded, turned around, and walked into the distance.

The owner of the rough voice looked at Ye Jiang, did not speak, turned around and walked away, but that sigh was far away from Ye Jiang's ears.

Shaking his head, Ye Jiang still had a smile on his face, seeing his sister once a month, you can imagine that kind of longing before, although, every time they meet, they are always so hurried.

After looking at the sky, he walked back to the dormitory, took a big sip of water, and then lay on the bed and quietly looked at the leaky roof, and fell asleep unconsciously.

He had a dream, a dream that had once been on earth, and a dream in which the future was vague.

Ahh

The pain in his left arm made Ye Jiang snort involuntarily, and his eyes struggled slightly a few times, wanting to open his eyes, but he couldn't.

"What's the matter?" the corners of his mouth snorted softly, sleeping well, why was it so uncomfortable? The pain in his left hand seemed to be pricking one stitch at a time, and his right hand wanted to move, but he couldn't use his strength at all.

Tick tock! Tick tock!

Time kept walking, and the beads of sweat on Ye Jiang's face fell drop by drop, and his eyebrows wrinkled into a river, painful.

If someone can see it now, the left arm, at the moment, is dripping with blood, that arm seems to be stained with blood, and the blood is flowing like a river on the ground.

I don't know what's going on, the blood donation seems to be endless, and a trace of it flows directly out of the crack in the simple door.

Whew!

Taking a deep breath, the sweat on his face decreased slightly, and the pain in his left arm finally decreased, but he didn't have any strength in his body.

Silk!

It seemed that he had pricked another needle, and the instant stinging pain made Ye Jiang's eyes turn white and he fainted directly.

"What's going on?" Ye Jiang's eyes were full of doubts, and the pain made him faint, and when he woke up, he found that his whole body was uncomfortable. The pain is long gone.

Was it a dream?

It didn't feel right to fall asleep, and I subconsciously threw away the quilt covering my body, looking around, the empty room, everything was safe, and there was no change in the slightest.

It seems that he is too tired Ye Jiang sighed like this, stood up, wiped the sweat from his face, yawned, and slowly walked towards the door.

Crunch!

Yes!

Ye Jiang almost shouted, and the moment he opened the door, what caught in Ye Jiang's eyes was a pool of blood, a big remnant written in blood

Plop, plop