"Jingle ......"

The shackles locked to the feet collided with each other with a crisp sound, like a brisk song of a ghostly wound.

I've had this thing locked on my feet for as long as I can remember. The iron cuffs seemed to have become an innate part of his body, and he never remembered the feeling of stepping on the vast green grass with his feet without chains, nor the smell of fresh and free air.

Behind his back, people talk about him being the son of sin born to his mother and an unidentified demon. For this reason, his mother was demoted to the lowliest servant of the Shura Temple. And he, since he was born, has been locked up in a dark prison.

The blood of the half-blood monster is a precious medicinal herb for vampires. So Lillian bit him every day and sucked his blood. Every time the blood in his body was sucked dry, his consciousness would fall into a state of madness. At this point, Lillian will release him and let him tear the bodies of the other demons and goblins.

When he came to his senses, he returned to the cage where he was imprisoned.

After the age of five, perhaps because his body was drained and of no use, he was frail and thrown to the mine by Lily, where he was subjected to all kinds of abuse every day.

I always accidentally tripped over the iron cuffs on my feet, people reversed and overturned, and the ore in the trailer was scattered to the ground. At such times, it is inevitable that they will be severely beaten by the overseers, and the food will be deducted from this day.

As he sat and rested, he looked at the moldy bread in the hands of the other miners, and realized that he was already hungry, and could only starve pitifully.

"Are you hungry? I'll give you half of it. "The little banshee named Little Flower, who always liked to sit next to him, would tear her piece of bread in half at such a time, and give half of it to Phantom Night.

"Xie Lu Xie ......" took half of the bread from Xiaohua's dirty little hand, and saw the bright smile on Xiaohua's face that bloomed like a fresh mountain wildflower, Phantom Night felt that this was the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.

Xiaohua is the only friend of Phantom Night's childhood, and the only person in the mine who is kind to him.

Unlike Phantom Night, who was born with a sinful body to receive punishment, poor Xiaohua came here to work to save money for her father's treatment. In the demon world, monsters will also be rich and poor, and they will also be born, old, sick and die. It's just that the process is a bit longer than people's.

Beatings, starvation, toil......

Phantom Night kept repeating the same thing every day, and he had long since become numb to it. He took it for granted. For every little more he endured, the less sin he had to bear on his mother's shoulders, and the sooner her mother was released.

Gradually, the mine overseers became afraid of the little phantom night. Because the wounds on his body heal quickly! Obviously, he was beaten to the ground yesterday, but by the next day he was intact. And Phantom Night grows up day by day, and the longer she grows, the more beautiful she becomes, more beautiful than a girl. The skin is like a porcelain doll, delicate and white, and it is broken when it is blown. Especially those black and bright eyes, looking back and lowering their eyebrows, they are all over the world, which makes people feel like they can't extricate themselves.

This is indeed the son of sin! Moreover, it is still a demon of the world! Can't let him stay alive! The people of the mine cursed secretly.

One night, four overseers sneaked into the mine's dormitory in the dark, smashing him through the head with a stone while he was asleep, and dragging him to a remote pit. Then, the overseers mercilessly pressed Phantom Night's hands and feet, taking turns to brutally commit violence. After doing this, he dug a deep pit next to it and pushed my breathless illusion into the pit and buried it alive.

The men were desperately trying to stomp the loose dirt down with their feet, and just when they thought it was a seamless secret, no one knew, a scarred little hand broke through the ground......

It was no longer the usual weak little boy who was bullied, but a demon who had escaped from the Nine Hells, and the innocent aura in his black eyes had long since been annihilated by despair, darkness, and sadness, and was replaced by an angry and evil blood red!

The men fled in a panic.

The figure of Phantom Night is like a ghost, and with the speed of lightning, it bites the throats of the bullies one by one, and will suck not a drop of blood in their bodies! He was born a vampire, and the instincts suppressed by long-term hunger seemed to explode at this moment. As long as he sucks a drop of blood, he can never stop...... Because, he has been blinded by anger!

That night, the terrible screams in the mine continued for a while, and then there was silence!

When the first rays of sunrise shone on the earth, the phantom night finally woke up. The night had passed, but he had fallen into the dark realm. The first thing I saw was a tragic picture of corpses strewn all over the field and rivers of blood. More than 100 people survived in the mine.

He sat in the middle of the pile, his hands stained with blood.

All of these people were killed after Phantom Night got out of control, and all of them were bitten off their necks and sucked dry blood!

Xiaohua is also dead......

In the collapsed rubble, Phantom Night finds Xiaohua's body. She didn't blink her eyes, and in those eyes that couldn't be closed, she still remembered the look of disbelief, doubt, and panic at the last moment of her life. She didn't believe that Phantom Night would do anything to her!

He killed with his own hands, the only person in the cage who gave him love.

"Xiaohua, I'm sorry......" Phantom Night cried sadly as she hugged Xiaohua's corpse.

You are a son of sin, and you will not be able to escape the blame even if you are slashed by a thousand cuts. Putting you to death is not enough to dirty the hands of the executioner. You and your loved ones will be exiled from the Demon Realm, and your soul will never be forgiven by the souls of those who died at your hands! Anyone who approaches you will be doomed! Your sins and pains will stay with you for the rest of your life! The Demon Realm cannot tolerate you, and you will be exiled to the Human Realm forever.

This is the judgment and curse of the demon world on the phantom night.

So, the child who was charged with the crime of being the son of sin appeared in Tianyuan City in the human world with his relatives, and lived in silence for nine years in a villa called "The Haunted House of the Yellow Warbler".

This is the sad past of the Phantom Night......

Lilian's blood ignited the flames of murder. The flames of the prairie were eating away at his mind like a demon. Fragments of memory bring to light the unbearable past, the poisonous whip painfully reminds him of the mistakes of the past, and he dashes in grief in search of relief from destruction.

The wind of the cold mountain, the rain of the moonlit night, and the tears of bitterness, turned and turned, and the thoughts brought him to the temple of the fox clan. The trees in the empty courtyard, the dead leaves, the lights in the night, stumbling, shame only projecting the lonely figure on the yellowed paper window.

In the name of His Highness, retreat all the fox people. The first time I used this identity, it was just to prevent others from approaching. At that time, his cold red bloody eyes made all the fox people sad.

The empty fox temple, only he and his mother remained, close at hand, far away from the end of the world, but a door away.

The 14-day ceremony was long over, and Hongling never wanted to see her son. Now that I can't sleep late at night, I clench the rosary in my hand and confess my past sins. And at this moment, the son she thought about day and night was kneeling outside the door, begging to see her.

"Mother, I beg you for the last time......"

The delicate voice reached Hongling's ears through the sound of the rain, her nails digging tightly into the flesh, her hands clenching the rosary tightly. The lanyard of the rosary was about to be broken by her, but she couldn't help but make a sound.

The rain soaked through his clothes, and his tears had already mixed with the rain that had slid down his cheeks. The red teary eyes, staring pitifully at the silhouette on the window, are like a broken candle in the wind, waiting for the most hopeful when it is extinguished.

Only the rustling of rain responded.

Every drop of rain is like an arrow piercing the heart. He had no time to wait. If when he wakes up after being lost, he will see that everything has been destroyed by his own hands, then he would rather choose to destroy this possibility with his own hands before he is lost.

"Even my mother doesn't want to look at me anymore, I really shouldn't exist......"

At this moment, he was really desperate.

He kowtowed three times to the figure of his mother in the window, then raised his palm and slapped it on his chest, and sealed the demonic power of the most powerful one with the heart taught by Youwang He.

With the sharp pain of the soul in the heart, the blood red of the bloodthirsty killing impulse in the eyes gradually extinguished in the darkness. He would rather self-destruct than suck anyone's blood again. Smiled sadly and fell on the long bluestone steps in front of the hall......