Chapter 174: Fifty Years Ago's Annual Tragic NTR Drama (Part II)
"But I'm lucky, I met a nice woman, and I made a good friend by chance! At that time, that woman was an elite student of the Heavens Academy, and I was very different from her in terms of status, but she was a maverick and didn't care about status, and in the end, we developed to the point of private life, and my friend was also an extremely remarkable character, he had a flamboyant temperament, and his talent and talent were unparalleled in the world, he built a foundation at the age of three, practiced qi at the age of nine, and had already practiced qi at the age of twelve. He rejected everyone and entered the door of the primitive academy alone, and later I heard him say that it was the old drunkard who gave him a small \/yellow\/ book for a lifetime, and he agreed to the old drunkard's invitation. ”
I don't know why, hearing the old drunkard's name appear in other people's memories, Mo Huang immediately had a premonition that it was not too good, and sure enough, the old drunkard's behavior made Mo Huang suddenly feel speechless and embarrassed.
Wang Lidao has been completely immersed in the memories of the past, and a complex taste has surfaced on his face, including reminiscences, happiness, and a faint smile: "Back then, the three of us walked together and did very stupid things, and we still refused to admit defeat when we hit our heads in many things, but relying on my good friend, I can always turn evil into good fortune and survive, after all, he is like you at your age, he is already a cultivator in the Gang Evil Period, and he is a good magic weapon that can not be used with his toes, and there are many mysterious and unpredictable means, I used to think that the relationship between the three of us would last until I graduated, until I went into society, and then we would become a loving husband and wife, and brothers who treated each other with all sincerity, but in the end, it turned out that I was still too naïve at that time. ”
Happiness was replaced by hatred, laughter was replaced by anger, fifty years have passed, obviously these things have been left in his heart, Mo Huang at this moment, his breathing is a little short, because at this moment, Wang Lidao, who has been elegant and solemn, seems to have transformed into a terrifying monster, exuding an extremely dangerous smell:
"As a result, my good brother raped my betrothed fiancée in front of me!"
Mo Huang was stunned for a while, looked at the murderous Wang Lidao, and couldn't help but argue: "That, although the old drunkard is usually a little bastard, he is also very strict about the education in this area, is there any misunderstanding in this regard!" ”
Perhaps because of the cultivation accumulated over the years, Wang Lidao quickly recovered from the pain brought to him by the memories of the past, and said coldly: "I hope this is a misunderstanding, but it's a pity that my good brother doesn't think so, he told me that he actually has the blood of the midnight female demon, the moonlight was too beautiful that day, he couldn't help but change his body, in fact, he wanted to attack me, but by accident my fiancée helped me prevent the disaster, and he also told me that it would be good to be able to keep his chrysanthemum, Don't worry about your fiancée's chastity or anything! And he also said that he worked so hard to help me develop my fiancée's feminine charm, and I should thank him upside down! And what's worse is that three days later, I went to my fiancée's house, and I wanted to tell her that I didn't mind her loss and all these bad things, but when I got there, I saw my good brother come out of my fiancée's room, and then my fiancée came out and told me to break off the engagement, because she couldn't leave my good brother's big [beep-harmony silence], and then, in front of me, they got into a fuck like that. ”
"This ...... What a terrible memory of the past! "This plot is no stranger to ink, occasionally in some mysterious places to see some magical bad things called Lifan, there are many plots about this, roughly summarized, this is the yellow hair, the bitter master, the classic love-hate entanglement between the three! Then Mo Huang's mind flew up, and his brain instantly made up the plot of the annual NTR drama about these three people with hundreds of thousands of words.
"I hate my good brother, I also hate my fiancée, this hatred, I have accumulated in my heart, from that moment to the present, I swear that I must take revenge on this uncommon hatred, my good brother has a flying personality, looks down on honest people, thinks this kind of person has no talent, so I began to make myself calm, my good brother likes to go off the rails, likes to calculate and gain a lot, looks down on those who act rightly, and feels that there is no wisdom, so I act upright, My good brother is on the rise, looking down on the people who have climbed up from the grassroots level, silently cultivating and going up, and feels that he has no ability, so I work silently, and on that day fifty years ago, I told myself that I want to be the kind of person he despises the most, and then, with his most disdainful talent, to completely destroy everything he has and is proud of, and destroy everything he cherishes, I want to step on his face and tell him! You're just a piece of waste with nothing. ”
Fifty years of hatred, fifty years of persistence, fifty years of extremism, this moment was unreservedly displayed, Mo Huang gasped when he saw this, he now somewhat understood why Wang Lidao wanted to target the Primordial Academy, under his elegant and dignified appearance, he was a complete madman's heart.
In the bad plot, it is generally said that after the yellow hair took the sow, the bitter master was played badly and angrily like this, and then abolished, and he will definitely not make a sequel, saying that the bitter master does not forget the hatred, and after working silently for decades, once he reaches the top, what will happen to the yellow hair and the sow!
Now, Wang Lidao, the protagonist of the living bitter master's counterattack drama, is sitting in front of Mo Huang, clearly exposing his mental journey in the past fifty years, and showing his crazy persistence hidden under the appearance of morality.
An inexplicable cold sweat slowly seeped out from behind the ink wilderness, because Wang Lidao lowered his eyes slightly, and the brilliance in his eyes was enough to make any person with a normal IQ feel frightened!
That's not the eyes of human beings, it's the embodiment of fifty years of accumulated despair, pain and hatred, extreme madness and darkness! Mo Huang firmly believes that if the yellow-haired protagonist in the annual NTR drama fifty years ago was present, Wang Lidao would definitely use his fingernails to tear off every bit of Huangmao's skin and muscles little by little, and then swallow it raw without sticking to the sauce, use his teeth and tongue to fully taste the taste of flesh and blood, and then brush Huangmao with a rejuvenation technique, and then repeat the process, and then continue until ...... Forever!
"But isn't that man dead?"
"Yes, the man died, and he died like this while I was still working silently! provoked a strongman who shouldn't be messed with, and was beaten to death! There is a stunning body of talent and talent, which can be called unparalleled in the ages, but he died so worthless. ”
Wang Lidao's tone fluctuated slightly, and he seemed to be a little embarrassed, and Mo Huang hurriedly said when he saw this:
"Actually, as far as I personally think, since he is dead, you can also put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha on the spot, so let's go back and communicate with the old drunkard, and ask him to give you the address of that person's grave, and you go to the grave to jump, sprinkle black dog blood, or take his ashes to play with the hearse and drift, we shouldn't see it, okay!"
Hearing Mo Huang's plan to call for peace, Wang Lidao was noncommittal: "Back then, when that person died, I had all my thoughts, but the driving force that finally inspired me to live was that I still did not surpass that person at that time, and after fifty years of perseverance, whether I surpassed that person or not, this is already an unverifiable question, if you made this suggestion two years earlier, I might gladly accept it, and make that person's ashes into clay puppets and clay figurines to collect, but now, I have a better choice!" ”
When the pair of eyes full of inhuman madness and resentment fell on him, Mo Huang's heart suddenly chuckled, and he saw Wang Lidao say faintly: "When I found out that you are very similar to that person, do you know...... How glad is my heart? ”
"In the lower three good students, every day is upward, friendly and kind, and the greatest interest in life is endless penance! So, I refuse to be a substitute for the person you think you have in your mind! ”
A faint smile bloomed on Wang Lidao's face, but it gave Mo Huang an indescribable sense of fear, and instead of laughing, he opened his bloody mouth full of fangs.
"You are not a substitute, because you are the successor of that person, the Four Fierce Primordial Desolation is not a combat skill that anyone can practice, this is a bloodline-limited special combat skill specially developed for special races, when you cultivate this combat skill, you will gradually become him! This is your future, and it is also the greatest favor of fate to me! ”
"This, I'll interject, according to the character settings you are showing now, I think you are more suitable for a few strange laughs now, and then say to me that the green little apple, you grow up quickly, and when you grow to the strongest, I will hunt you! Instead of an expression that will kill me in the next second! ”
"This is indeed my original idea, I still want to endure slowly, wait for you to gradually become him before destroying everything you have, and slowly taste the sweetness of revenge, but unfortunately, I overestimated my own patience! At the same time,I also feel that this kind of laissez-faire behavior of letting the enemy grow is very stupid.,So,With this school city qualifying,I'll say a little hello to you in advance.,I want you to know,I'm in an endless war with you...... It's already started! ”
Wang Lidao said lightly, and with a casual move, he summoned the waiter over to pay the bill, but the waiter recognized Wang Lidao after coming, nodded and bowed for a long time, saying that he came to treat him and thanked Principal Wang for his guidance and teachings last time.
When the waiter nodded his head, he spoke a little louder, and some of the students who were shopping nearby recognized Wang Lidao, so they came forward to greet and thank him, probably thanking Yun Yun for the teachings of when and where last time.
Looking at Wang Lidao, who calmly responded, swayed freely, and was self-sufficient, but gave people a sense of spring breeze and kindness, Mo Huang only felt that his heart couldn't help but rise, because occasionally an inadvertent line of sight collided, Mo Huang could see very clearly that the terrifying crazy resentment and obsession in the depths of Wang Lidao's eyes had been firmly locked on him!
After dealing with those who came up to greet and thank him, Wang Lidao got up and prepared to leave, but before leaving, he took out an hourglass from his arms and put it on the table, and said with a faint smile: "In the past fifty years, I have developed a habit, as long as it is a junior with a little potential, I will give a boost and teaching, my habit will not be broken in you, so, I also give you a pointer, an hourglass time, I hope you grasp it well, don't let me down!" ”
Wang Lidao's figure gradually disappeared into the endless crowd, and Mo Huang had been sitting there, looking at the hourglass that began to slowly leak sand, and after Wang Lidao's figure disappeared completely, Mo Huang gritted his teeth and said, "This is pointing?" It's murder! ”