He was tied up by the demon and dragged to the ground like a dog, and he resisted that he wanted to find his mother, the queen father, but he was beaten by the demon and died.

He was dragged by the demons, looking at the corpses of his parents in the distance, looking at the misery that those living people were experiencing, and he could do nothing, not even collect the bodies of his parents.

All the way from the Jinluan Hall to the noon gate, there was a thick black smoke and fire in the distance, countless mournful cries in the ears, and in front of him were those demons laughing unbridledly, purgatory more terrifying than purgatory.

On that day, he went from being a prince favored by the royal family to a slave who was worse than a dog.

On that day, he watched his family kill his parents one by one.

On that day, he fell from heaven to hell, and from being ignorant of the world to seeing all the ugliness of the world.

That day, there was only red in his eyes, a disgusting red.

On that day, the state of Chu was destroyed, and the people of all the cities of the state of Chu were slaughtered, and he had nothing from then on.

On that day, his world seemed to have fallen into the abyss, and there was no light again.

Taken to the enemy country by the enemy army, he was locked in a prison car and paraded through the streets like a trophy of victory, receiving the cheers of victory from the people of the enemy country.

None of the smashed parts of his body were intact, and his body hurt a lot, but it couldn't compare to the pain in his heart.

He looked at the cheering people with a distracted gaze, and what lingered in his mind was the miserable scenes of the palace, and the tears had cried so much that he couldn't flow out, and his heart was already hurting to despair.

It turns out that people are so sad that they don't even despair.

Escorted to the palace of the enemy country, they were holding a banquet to celebrate their victory, while he was whipped by demons in the main hall, as if to cheer up their feast.

They looked at him frantically, and shouted uncontrollably, saying that they would kill him.

But the emperor of the enemy country did not kill him, he asked people to treat his injuries, not for anything else, just to let him, a "victorious product", live, and then go to other cities to parade through the streets.

In order to prevent him from biting his tongue and committing suicide, they stuffed a strip of cloth in his mouth, and in order to make him accept more insults, they used medicine to hang his dying life.

For a whole month, he went to one city after another, saw all the ugly faces, and suffered all the humiliations in the world that were worse than death.

But he didn't cry once, like a wooden man, because he was so desperate that he couldn't cry.

Later, Jimo Ya went out of the Taoist Sect to find a good seedling to practice Xuanli, and accidentally learned about Chu Lang, rescued him, and brought him to the Taoist Sect to end the endless cruel treatment.

Di Tianjue said that he didn't continue, and pity appeared in his heart, he could never forget the scene when he first saw Xiao Lang, his clothes were in tatters, he was thin and only a skeleton remained, his body was full of blood and shocking wounds, and he was dying in the arms of the old man, and his body was full of the breath of death, like a rag doll that had failed miserably.

But what makes people feel the most distressed is those eyes, which are filled with endless sadness, and ...... The desire to die.

He sighed lightly and continued: "It took Xiao Lang half a year to heal the wounds on his body, but the wounds in his heart are already full of holes, and no one can heal them. After he recovered from his injuries, he kept hiding in his room, staring blankly at the sky outside, not talking, not eating, not sleeping like a wooden man, if he didn't breathe, it was no different from death. ”

Mo Ling was already stunned when he heard this, his eyes widened, and he covered his mouth in shock, it turned out that Xiao Chuzi's life experience was so miserable!

Thinking of that handsome face with a smile, I couldn't stop feeling distressed.

"That'...... And then?"

He had experienced despair, how he got out of the abyss, and the smile on his face returned to that heartfelt smile.

"Later ......"

Here Emperor Tianjue is telling Chu Lang's story, and the person concerned over there is by the lake, constantly venting his anger with Ah Jin.

"Qu lewd, is there a hole in the brains of Mo Te Niang, the song appears inexplicably, who knows what kind of attention is hit! Fuck she's beating me for a stranger......

Ah Jin listened to Chu Lang's complaints silently, and while echoing and scolding Qu Shuang to make someone angry, "Yes, she has a hole in her brain, and she actually scolded her brother for a man, do you think she is stupid?"

But my heart is full of doubts, why does this thing look unpleasant from the song?

At that time, people were setting up stalls, and they didn't go out of their way to get close to them, and when they met him, they only took them over, and Lige didn't feel like the kind of person with bad intentions.

Touching his chin and muttering, could it be that he looked away, and it was really not easy to leave the song?

Those are all trivial things to mention for the time being, the most important thing now is to let this thing dissipate, listening to his complaints, Ah Jin did not scold him for the first time, and cooperated with him to scold Qu Shuang from time to time.

However, looking at his little face full of anger, just complaining, not ignoring people without speaking, Ah Jin was slightly relieved.

After experiencing those things, this thing went to the Taoist Sect for a whole year and didn't speak, looking at the sky outside every day with a hosta, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he even committed suicide and begged for death from time to time.

Later, the head of the house was afraid that he was committing suicide, so he tied him up and stuffed a strip of cloth in his mouth, but this thing was bent on begging for death at that time, and bit his tongue at every turn while he was eating.

That year was about to torture them crazy, and they took turns watching him during the day and at night for fear that he would die, and it was really not good to eat and sleep well with him.

In order to heal the wounds in his heart, a few of them surrounded him like monkeys all day long telling him funny stories and jokes, but people ignored you at all, and still looked at the sky stupidly and thought about life.

Qu Shuang was still a little angry at that time, and when he saw that Chu Lang ignored them for a year, he angrily snatched the hosta in his hand and threatened him to speak, otherwise he would break the hosta.

Chu Lang, who had been silent that time, finally had an expression, and looked at the hosta with a strip of cloth stuffed in his mouth, and panic appeared on his face.

They untied him, he ran to Xiaoshuang and grabbed the hosta, and then sat on the ground with the hosta, staring at the hairpin blankly, and after a while he actually cried, and then the cry became louder and louder, and finally turned into a heart-rending cry of grief.

That time Xiaoshuang actually hit the right to make Xiao Lang finally popular, and then although he didn't speak, he had no idea of begging for death, and followed them silently, like a good baby, he went wherever they went.

After a few years, Xiao Lang finally opened his heart to them, and under the warmth of a few of them and the elders, this thing finally came out of the haze, not only became talkative, but also very nagging...

Alas, I really miss the silent Chu Baobao at that time.

However, although he has become cheerful, he is still fragile and sensitive to some things.

I remember that when I was eleven years old, Xiaoshuang and Xiaolang quarreled because of something, and the quarrel was very strong, Xiaoshuang said angrily: "You are not my own brother, I have no blood relationship with you, what do you care about me!"

Well, that incident successfully stimulated Xiao Lang's fragile little heart, and he changed back to a dull appearance, with a thick layer of grief on his body, and kept this appearance for a month.

That month, no matter how Xiaoshuang admitted her mistake and begged for mercy, Xiao Lang was stunned and didn't say a word, and then she really didn't move, and slapped herself twice to show that she was really wrong, which made Xiao Lang come back to her senses.

Crying and hugging Qu Shuang, don't say those words in the future, he has a family, it is a few of them, he does not have nothing in the world, a few of them are all he has, Taoism is his home, they are his brothers, sisters, and family members he loves.

Since then, no matter how they quarrel, they will not talk about whether they are related by blood, for fear of irritating Xiao Lang again.

Thinking of the past, Ah Jin sighed silently, how could he not think so, he also had no real family, and met the eldest few people, for him, the eldest they were his family, the only family.

Presumably Xiaoshuang and Qing, Wu, and Xuancang also thought the same.

Chu Lang was spitting as he spoke, and suddenly felt Ah Jin's low air pressure, and glanced at him, "What's wrong?"

Ah Jin smiled and shook his head, "It's okay, it's just that the quarrel between you and Xiaoshuang this time reminds me of the quarrel between the two of you a few years ago." ”

"Hmph!" Chu Lang didn't overdo it after hearing this, and his heart became angry, Qu Lewd and Demon were the two fools, and when they met her, they could be angry to death!

In addition to being angry, the scene of Qu Shuang's slap in her mind came to mind, she really did it to herself, her face was swollen, and it took a few days to disappear.

I was angry and distressed, and I felt a deep sense of helplessness.

Holding his knees and looking at the lake in front of him, the events of his four-year-old are still fresh in his memory, he doesn't want to remember them, every time he thinks about it, his heart hurts.

But to be honest, if it weren't for the head of the sect, he wouldn't have survived today, and when he first went to the Taoist Sect, his heart was full of despair of his family leaving, and he had no idea of living at all.

But under the care of the boss, he walked out slowly, and he still remembers the warm words of the cold boss and the unspeakable Qing.

They said that in the future, they will be his family, his brothers and sisters, someone bullies him, they will beat him to death, he has been wronged, they will stand up for him, let him stop struggling in the abyss, let him forget those bad memories before, they will be by his side for the rest of his life.

Those words slowly healed his scarred heart, but he could never forget his parents.

So when Xiaoshuang mentions that they are not related by blood, it always reminds him of his departed parents, his royal brother and sister.

And he already regards the boss and them as family, whenever Xiaoshuang mentions this, he will always feel very sad in his heart, what's wrong with no blood relationship, some family affection is more than blood, such as a few of them.

He knew that he was drilling the tip of the bull's horns, and he couldn't take it seriously if he was angry, but he just drilled, and he didn't want to hear those stupid words.

Seeing that he was distracted, Ah Jin patted him on the shoulder and persuaded: "You also know Xiaoshuang's temperament, she will say anything when she is angry, don't look at it, it's more than a decade, but her heart is like a child, don't be angry, all she says is angry." ”

After a pause, he said: "Xiao Lang, you should also look at the past, don't let those bad memories torment you for a lifetime." ”

Chu Lang nodded and muttered, "To be honest, the boss helped me take revenge, and I am slowly learning to be relieved of my parents, and I can't get out of it when I mention it like I did when I was a child." But I went from having nothing to having everything to meeting you again, and I cherish this family affection, but I cherish it too much, so I will care about it. ”

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ps: The manuscript is there again, and it's time to refuel the codeword...... Finish...... Finish......

I've written more than a million words, and I don't have the habit of writing an outline, and the story behind is a bit of a cardin, if the next plot is not written very well, it's not as fun as before, please give me some time, I'll try to adjust the text to make it interesting, come on (ง •̀_•́)ง!