"Why, why? If you gave me a new life, why did you make me a waste? ”

"It takes courage to live than to die, I hate, I hate!"

The whole head of the Dongfang Xiaoshu invaded the sea, and he cried out with great resentment in his heart, and the bubbles floated up in strings, and finally burst, but he never raised his head. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dongfang An, don't let go, do you want to drown this waste again?"

With Dongfang Ye's order, Dongfang An released the hand that was pressing on Dongfang Xiaoshu's head in a timely manner, tilted his head, and looked at Dongfang Xiaoshu who was desperately panting with a wicked smile.

"Waste, take care of your dog's eyes, Miss Qian'er, can you take a look? If there is a next time, I Dongfang Ye will gouge out your dog's eyes! Let's go, that's the end of today's entertainment! ”

Dongfang Ye spit out the toothpick in his mouth, squatted down, twisted the left side of Dongfang Xiaoshu's face with one hand, slapped his right cheek a few times with the other hand, and said with extreme contempt.

It seemed that he had earned enough prestige, Dongfang Ye showed a bright smile to the beautiful girl beside him, and said: "Sister Qian'er's status is noble, and she is as beautiful as a flower, how can she be rationed to such a waste?" It must be Uncle Mo's drunken nonsense back then, it can't be counted! ”

Mo Qian'er looked at the oriental tree in front of her with her mouth open and panting desperately, like a chicken in soup, her brows furrowed, and she said with a look of disgust:

"Miss Ben will never marry you piece of waste!"

After Mo Qian'er finished speaking, she walked away quickly with a tiger cub in her arms, and Dongfang Ye accompanied her with a proud face.

Dongfang An smiled evilly and motioned to the two evil servants who were holding Dongfang Xiaoshu's arms to let go of their hands, and slammed their feet on Dongfang Xiaoshu's chest, Dongfang Xiaoshu let out a miserable scream, lying on his back and smashing into the sea, constantly fluttering and struggling.

Dongfang An untied his trouser belt, peed at Dongfang Xiaoshu, and said with a wicked smile: "Taste the holy urine of this young master, although it is not a child's urine, but it is also delicious and sweet, it can be regarded as the grace of this young master to your cockroach, I hope to experience a group of us this time!" ”

Dongfang An shuddered, tied his trouser belt with a smile, kicked Dongfang Xiaoshu a few times again, and led the two evil servants to swagger away.

Dongfang Xiaoshu waited for Dongfang An to go away, Fang struggled to climb to the shore from the river, knelt on the sand and silt, covered his chest with his left hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, bit his lower lip with his teeth, his body trembled, and his face was full of humiliation.

Dongfang Xiaoshu is fourteen years old, his soul comes from the earth, he has been in this body for three years, and he is the grandson of the main root of the Oriental family.

In his previous life, he was born in the countryside, and after ten years of hard work, he finally ushered in the peak of his career, entered a giant company, with a good salary, but he didn't expect to be swept down from the 60th floor by a hurricane on the first day of work, until the moment he closed his eyes, he thought that he had not married a daughter-in-law, and the company had not paid insurance.

In this life, in an Oriental family, he thought that he could turn over and be the master, but what disappointed him was that in addition to brocade clothes and jade food for three years, only humiliation accompanied him.

Inheriting its name, occupying its body, and taking responsibility, Dongfang Xiaoshu can accept it, but I didn't expect such a sad urging!

Dongfang Xiaoshu finally cleared his breath, although his chest was still burning with pain, he turned over and lay down on the sand and mud, his hands clenched tightly into fists, his eyes staring at the sky, silent.

According to the private legend of the subordinates, his parents are great big shots, which can be seen from the doll kiss with Mo Qian'er.

But he had never met them, and he had no impression at all, so he couldn't talk about likes and dislikes.

He had looked forward to it countless times when he was a child, and even in the first year he had been here, he had the same fantasies, but after countless disappointments, he became numb.

At least in the eyes of everyone in the Eastern family, he has adapted to the name of waste and can live in normal humiliation.

This sea is called the East China Sea, and it is where the core of the Oriental family is located.

It is said that Emperor Mingzong of the Tang Empire came to the East China Sea to pray for blessings, and was disturbed by the nine-headed Jiao of the demon beast in the sea, and was killed by Dongfang Buluo, which is also one of the reasons why the Oriental family can establish a city in the East China Sea.

The Tang Empire, advocating martial arts and light literature, if it is an ordinary person who can make a living, but he was born in a family, and an ordinary martial artist is not qualified to act as a servant.

Because the family not only has the quota to enter the immortal gate, one of the few places in the world, but also the secret method and resources of cultivating immortals.

The cultivation of immortals in the world is divided into several stages: quenching the body, opening the body, fixing the spirit, passing through the secluded, nirvana, and sage.

Each stage is divided into the early stage, middle stage, and late stage.

Since the final battle between humans, demons, and demons thousands of years ago, great changes have taken place in heaven and earth, the force of heaven and earth is scarce, and the spirit grass and immortal treasures are almost extinct, and the exercises have been seriously lost, and there are very few saints who have entered the realm of saints, and the legendary gods and men are even more extinct.

It directly led to a situation where there are fewer and fewer people cultivating immortals and more and more mortals.

He can't cultivate immortals, although he has the talent that the world envies, and his natural ancestor has ten knots, but for some reason the ten knots are firmly locked, and he doesn't know anything, and he has become a heavenly abandoned body that is not one in ten thousand.

Ancestral roots can cultivate immortals if they have one trick, three tricks are already extraordinary assets, and those who have six tricks are geniuses.

What is the concept of the Ten Tricks of Innateness, you can imagine.

Therefore, the head of the Dongfang family once did not hesitate to spend financial and material resources to cure Dongfang Xiaoshu's stubborn illness, but unfortunately in the end there was no progress and had to give up.

He became the most extravagant waste.

That's where his name for waste comes from.

Dongfang Ye, fifteen years old, not only reached the late stage of enlightenment, but also awakened the power of the family's bloodline --- the power of the White Tiger, and approached the genius Dongfang Zhantian in the clan, and the future was immeasurable.

Dongfang An, twelve years old, although he has not awakened the power of the family's bloodline, he has also reached the middle stage of enlightenment, and it is a sure thing to enter the immortal gate to practice.

And he is just a poor late stage of quenching, from the time he was taken back to the Oriental family by his parents, it was the late stage of quenching, and he has not advanced an inch for fourteen years.

"Damn, am I living in humiliation and living in a nest like this for the rest of my life, I am unwilling, I am unwilling! If you have the opportunity to cultivate immortals, I will definitely return this humiliation to you a hundredfold or a thousandfold! ”

Dongfang Xiaoshu lay on the sand and silt, letting the sea water constantly wash over the surface of his feet, holding the mud and sand with both hands, his heart emitted a strong unwillingness, but he did not dare to vent loudly.

He was worried that the evil servants in the family would hear about it, and he would attract Dongfang Ye and Dongfang An again, and he would have to be tortured.

However, thinking of the scene three years ago, Dongfang Xiaoshu was angry, and had the urge to scold his mother, but he was helpless.

An old man in a big red robe, holding a black umbrella on a sunny day, squatted obscenely in front of the small oriental tree that had also been repaired, a pair of cross-fighting eyes were changing, sometimes greedy, sometimes longing, sometimes dead silence, and the hand holding the black umbrella was hovering in clenching and loosening.

Time seemed to stop, if it weren't for the old man's throat sliding unconsciously, Dongfang Xiaoshu thought he was dreaming.

The old man in the big red robe, a pair of cockfighting eyes finally returned to dead silence, and said with a slight self-deprecation:

"Why don't you die of the turtle king eight mung beans? It's better to die than to live to suffer! ”

"Why do you want to die? To live is to see them die! ”

The little tree in the east stood up from the seashore, wiped the mud and sand off his face, and replied with infinite hatred.

"Don't be ashamed, how can a dying person have the qualifications to speak crazy words, boy, you are sick, you will not live to be eighteen years old!"

The old man in the big red robe stood up, flicked the mud and sand splashed on his body, pursed his lips, and said gloatingly.

"You're fucking sick, your whole family is sick......"

Dongfang Xiaoshu angrily pointed at the old man in the big red robe and scolded, just as he was about to fight back with the most vicious words, the old man in the big red robe suddenly disappeared strangely.

Dongfang Xiaoshu was stunned and swallowed the uncursed words in his mouth, because Dongfang An appeared on the beach with a group of evil servants.

Dongfang Xiaoshu rubbed his eyes, turned around, and still didn't find the old man in the big red robe, and his heart began to ripple:

"It must not be true, God will not look down on me like this!"

"If it's true, it's already a waste, and you won't live to be eighteen years old, and you're too unauthentic!"

……

"Brother Xiaoshu, it's hurt there, does it still hurt? Ah, it's all bleeding, hurry up, let's get out of here, it's fifteen today! ”

An eight- or nine-year-old girl squatted beside Dongfang Xiaoshu, wiping his face skillfully, suddenly raised her voice and said, took out a thumb-sized medicine bottle from her waist, poured out a black pill, and stuffed it into Dongfang Xiaoshu's mouth without saying anything.

Dongfang Xiaoshu woke up from the memory, turned over and stood up in a panic, held the little girl's white and tender hand, and ran wildly in a panic, as if he had encountered something more terrible than humiliating life.

The sea water behind him suddenly rippled, and the nearby swimming fish and shrimp and crabs went crazy in an instant, as if they had been cast an evil spell, and they frantically bit and fought around a few crimson places, and the sea was red.