Sinking into a pool of blood, Bai Qi felt that the whole world was turned upside down. The last line of defense in his heart crumbled, and fear surrounded him like every drop of corpse blood, devouring him.

He couldn't feel the corpse demons biting him, he couldn't feel the dark gold scythe in his hand, he couldn't even feel the existence of the war demon armor he relied on for survival, and he was no longer the mighty person Tu Baiqi.

Everything seemed to go back to the way it used to be, and he was just the little four-eyed monster in despair sunk in a pool of blood.

-- Twenty-six years ago --

In a corner of the town, a thin teenager stood helplessly in the corner, shivering. He hung his head down, a turban on his forehead, his skin was pale, and his eyes were filled with horror......

In front of him, dozens of fiery teenagers of his size were surrounded, and he was leaning against the wall, trembling silently like a child.

"That's him, that monster! Beat! I don't know who roared, and all the people rushed up at once, and without saying a word, they punched and kicked the young man, but the young man just hugged his head and endured it silently, not daring to have any resistance.

The man's whole body was in severe pain as he hit his body with frantic punches and kicks, but he didn't let out a single moan, didn't even say a word, just hugged his head tightly, curled up on the ground, and let them beat him wantonly.

He is used to it, he has long been used to it, he is used to being insulted by other people's mouths, he is used to being beaten by other people's fists and feet, as if this is everything...... He has accepted it, accepted the abuse of others, accepted the beating of others, so he did not have a trace of resistance and dare to resist, he just hugged his head, thinking that it would be good not to be beaten to death......

These are all deserved, who let ...... He's a monster......

In the midst of the frenzied beating of fists and feet, a man suddenly grabbed the turban tightly tied around the boy's head and tore it off.

I saw that the young man's forehead, which had been tied with a turban, and a pair of eyes—the young man had four eyes!

"See! I'll just say he's a monster, a four-eyed monster! ”

"He's the one who brought bad luck, this youkai!"

"Hit! Kill the youkai! ”

After the turban was torn off, the dusty boy was still curled up on the ground, his four eyes were full of panic and fear, he also hated himself like this, hated himself as a monster, hated his extra two eyes.

But the men continued to pour in, beating him more angrily and frantically, as if they were going to beat him to death.

But no, he didn't die. Again and again, he survived the beatings of the people. There was no mercy on the part of the people, but he always miraculously survived, until no one had the strength to beat him anymore, and then he coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood, picked up the dusty turban and put it back on his forehead, and continued to walk hopelessly with his weak body in his arms......

——Sixteen years ago——

No matter how long it has been, he is still regarded as a disgusting monster by the world, from a four-eyed boy to a four-eyed man, there is no change, he is still beaten in the corner of the wall, and it is no longer his fists and feet that beat him, but the sticks that people hold tightly in their hands.

But on this day, a man wearing a red-striped black robe and a name named Xu Fu appeared in front of him.

"Hee-hee...... Four-pupil weirdos, this is really the most perfect test subject! Xu Fu smiled fiercely, stroked his hands and killed those who surrounded the man, and then wrapped it in a black cloth and carried the man away like a lamb.

By the time the black cloth was lifted, the man found himself in a place he didn't know at all—an empty and deep confinement cell.

Xu Fu threw him aside like a lamb, not worrying at all that he would run away.

Yes, he didn't dare to run away, he didn't even think about running away, that's it, he grew up silently accepting everything people did to him, no matter how painful it was, it was a sin that he had to accept as a monster - who made him born a monster?

But he didn't expect that the pain Xu Fu gave him was far more than all the pain he had ever suffered.

Xu Fu uncovered a two-meter-long and wide floor, poured more than a dozen cans of blood from different animals into it, and then, holding a wooden paddle, mixed more than a dozen kinds of blood that had been separated from each other.

"Tiger corpse bones, snake corpse gall, eagle corpse eyes, monkey corpse liver, peacock corpse heart, bear corpse paw, shark corpse fins......" Xu Fu read carefully in his mouth, throwing the same organs taken from different animal corpses into the blood pool under his feet, and then opened his hand, releasing powerful magic blue energy to reconcile the pool of blood to the material.

Finally, Xu Fu turned his head to look at the four-eyed man who was curled up on the ground, "In the end, only you are left, my most perfect experimental material...... Let me tell you how to refine into a real monster......"

The man just curled up on the ground, unaware of what was going to happen next.

And at this moment, a pair of bright eyes flickered in the confinement room, attracting the eyes of both Xu Fu and the man.

It was a seven or eight-year-old child, dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a mature temperament that did not look like a child between his eyebrows, and the most striking thing was his eyes, shining like a dragon.

"Second Prince...... This is not a place where children can play casually......" Xu Fu walked towards the young Yingzheng with a vulture smile on his face.

But Ying Zheng ignored him, but walked ahead until he was in front of the four-eyed man.

"Who is he? Why are there four eyes? Ying Zheng quietly looked at the pale-skinned man curled up on the ground and said.

"Oh...... He's just a monster, just a monster with four eyes because his bloodline is not clean......" Xu Fu was not annoyed, he still said with a smile, "Second prince, your blood is pure and noble, but don't get too close to a monster like him!" ”

Ying Zheng didn't speak, just quietly looked at the strange man in front of him who was cowering and trembling.

And he just lowered his head, not daring to raise his eyes to look at Yingzheng.

"What are you afraid of?" Ying Zheng, who was only eight years old, looked at the man and asked sharply.

"I'm afraid of you......" he said, looking down and trembling.

"Why are you afraid...... "Ying Zheng asked again.

"I don't know...... But I just think you ...... It's scary......" he said, still keeping his head down.

Ying Zheng still wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Xu Fu.

"Okay, okay, second prince, I don't have so much time to play, let's go find your mother, Empress Mi......" Xu Fu walked between the two and gently pushed Ying Zheng back a few steps.

"What are you going to do to him?" Ying Zheng looked at Xu Fu and asked quietly.

"Use him to refine the corpse demon ......" Xu Fu looked at the young Ying Zheng and deliberately made a very terrifying expression, but Ying Zheng was unmoved.

"Why ......" it was he who spoke this time, and he raised his head slightly, asking others what they had done to him for the first time in his life.

"Because you are a monster, you don't deserve to live like a person, and the only value you have in surviving in the world is to refine me into a corpse demon!" Xu Fu looked at him with scarlet eyes and said word by word.

That sentence burned him like an iron scorching heart, but before he could think about it, Xu Fu grabbed him from the ground.

Xu Fu held him in one hand, pinched a short knife in the other, and then slowly cut a cut in his chest with the knife.

The sharp blade slashed open his chest, and he felt a sharp pain of heat, but he didn't dare to moan, he was used to enduring all pain in silence. But blood poured out, staining the tattered cloth on his chest.

Xu Fu tore his clothes apart, and then threw his entire body into a pool of blood.

From this moment on, it was the beginning of his nightmare for more than ten years.

When his body was immersed in a pool of blood, when his bleeding wound came into contact with the corpse blood in the pool, which was fused with dozens of corpses and beast blood.

- "Ah!! The strange pain that penetrated deep into the bone marrow instantly shattered his consciousness, causing his body to instinctively let out a cry of extreme pain!

At that moment, the red, blackened corpse blood poured from his wounds, exchanged with his blood, and merged into his veins. The corpse blood mixed with countless kinds of blood is an unnatural monster, and the strange blood molecules are fused into one color, which will devour all foreign blood, so every inch of his blood that penetrates from the wound is strongly impacted by the corpse blood. At the same time, his whole body was immersed in this terrifying pool of corpse blood, and the corpse blood would also soak into his flesh from his tiny skin pores, causing every inch of his body to produce a strong and painful burning sensation.

The nightmarish pain caused him to lose consciousness after letting out a long moan, and the whole body sank completely into the pool of blood, allowing the corpse blood to pour from his mouth, nostrils, and ears, refining his body from the inside out, and torturing his soul.

Xu Fu stood outside the pool of blood, still enjoying his agonizing moans.

And Ying Zheng was expressionless, just quietly watched his body gradually sink into the pool of blood, and then turned to leave.

——Thirteen years ago——

He's been imprisoned in the pool of blood for three years, and the bloody nightmare has been going on for three years.

Xu Fu closed the floor, revealing only his head, and his body outside his head remained in a pool of blood.

Every ten days, Xu Fu would re-cut a wound on his body, increasing the exchange and fusion between the corpse's blood and his bloodline. As a result, every ten days, he had to experience the extreme pain of corpse blood pouring into new wounds, and as the total number of wounds increased, the pain he suffered was always getting worse. And now, his chest was covered with more than a hundred wounds.

In the three years that he was soaked in corpse blood and did not see the light of day, he carried countless pains, and also matured in this pain, and more importantly, from the fusion of corpse blood, he silently buried a bloody killing heart in the depths of his soul.

And on this day, the eleven-year-old young man from the royal family appeared in the confinement room again, to be precise, sneaked in when Xu Fu was away.

"White up." Eleven-year-old Ying Zheng stood in front of him, looked down at his head showing the floor, and said.

"Who are you calling?" He raised his head slightly, looked up at Ying Zheng and asked.

"You." Ying Zheng said to him, "This is the name I gave you. ”

"Why did you name me......" Bai Qi looked at Ying Zheng, the gaze of his four eyes trembled.

"If you don't have parents, you should be appointed by the king, and I will be the king in the future, so I will choose your name." Ying Zheng looked at him and said quietly.

"You ......" Bai Qi didn't know what to say for a while. But in his heart, he subconsciously accepted the name given to him by this Yingzheng.

At this time, Ying Zheng leaned down and took a golden key in his hand to break the shackles that imprisoned Bai Qi's blood pool.

The key is inserted, and the shackles are opened.

"You...... What are you doing? Bai Qi looked at him with suspicious eyes.

"Come out." Ying Zheng said. He had already opened the shackles of the Blood Pool Prison, and Bai Qi could easily get out of it with a push from inside.

"Huh?" However, Bai Qi had no intention of breaking out of the prison at all, and still stayed in it, looking at Ying Zheng in surprise.

"Come out! White up! Ying Zheng repeated. Don't you want to come out? ”

"I want to ......," Bai Qi said subconsciously, "but ......"

"No but!" Ying Zheng looked at Bai Qi, and the dragon's bright eyes flickered, "Do you remember what I asked you last time?" Why are you afraid? I'm not asking you what we have to fear, I'm asking why you should be afraid! Why should you have the idea of being afraid! ”

"Fear is a vile consciousness that only the weak deserve it."

Bai Qi listened to Ying Zheng's words, contemplating in his heart, facing this eleven-year-old boy, he couldn't help but feel a little reverence in his heart. So Bai Qi shook his arms and pushed the floor away, dripping with corpse blood, and crawled out of the pool of blood.

"Run!" Ying Zheng looked at Bai Qi, who was completely standing in front of him and was nearly two meters tall, and said as if he had an order, "Run out of the confinement room, run along the west side, run for a mile, and you will be able to leave Xianyang Palace." ”

"If you want to be free, you can run all the way and never come back; If you want to follow me, get back into the pool of blood before 12 a.m. and pretend nothing happened! ”

Bai Qi stood calmly, quietly listening to Yingzheng's words.

"Run!" Ying Zheng shouted again like an almost roar.

Bai Qi's brain went blank, and after Yingzheng let out that roar, the desire to pursue life and freedom that had been suppressed in his body for more than ten years was finally released.

Wrapped in a cloak, he ran out with all his strength to follow his instincts, rushing out of the confinement room, rushing out of Xianyang Palace, and rushing out of the fears in his life!

"Ah!!h Bai Qi raised his head for the first time in the endless sky, and let out a cry from the instinct of life!

-- Now --

"Ah!!h Bai Qi, who sank into the pool of blood, suddenly opened his eyes under the shadow of his battle helmet, and his gaze was extremely determined.

Just like Ying Zheng said when he released him from the pool of blood thirteen years ago - why be afraid? Why should there be such a thought? Whether it's a pool of blood or a corpse demon, he has already crossed all of this, and there is no fear at all.

"I'm a god-killer!"

The pale flames burst out in an instant, burning the corpse blood around them, accompanied by the rising terrifying demon pressure, releasing a huge white flame explosion, forcibly shaking all the corpse demons away, at that moment, the white flames fell, the energy swept, and most of the entire confinement room was directly blown up.

Flapping his demonic wings, the White Grim Reaper flew up from the ruined ground of corpses and blood.

After sinking into the pool of blood, the moment he suddenly became enlightened, Bai Qi released his awakening, and released it without reservation, so the burst of energy produced a huge chain reaction, destroying most of the confinement room.

The nineteen corpse demons were also injured in the explosion, but they were corpse demons, they were all corpse demons that Xu Fu had soaked in corpse blood for more than ten years, and they didn't know the pain and were not afraid of death. Holding their wounded bodies covered in corpse blood, they frantically climbed up from the ground again, and stared at the white Grim Reaper flying in the sky with their pupilless black eyes.

They also wanted to rush to Bai Qi, but Bai Qi didn't give them a chance.

The White Grim Reaper Bai took off in mid-air, suddenly straightened his neck and let out a terrifying roar - it was the same roar as the nineteen corpse demons on the ground, but the difference was that Bai Qi's roar had a deterrent power far beyond them!

Under the shock of Bai Qi's roar in the air, the nineteen corpse demons finally lost their desire to kill, and only cracked their mouths and roared in a low voice to Bai Qi in the sky - they have been conquered by Bai Qi!

Strictly speaking, Bai Qi is actually a corpse demon, a half-corpse demon who has not evolved and still has consciousness.

It doesn't matter, Bai Qi is no longer the sad four-eyed monster he was back then, he doesn't care if he is a monster anymore.

What if it's a monster? Ying Zheng doesn't dislike him as a monster, he can also serve Ying Zheng's emperor as a monster, and he has more power in this monster.

However, even if everyone, including himself, sees himself as a monster, there is still a person in this world who regards him as a completely equal person and a friend......

Bai Qi's heart suddenly flickered, what he remembered, he always had that true feelings hidden in his heart, like this armor was inseparable-

——Thirteen years ago——

The first time he escaped, Bai Qi ran outside Xianyang Palace, facing a free and unfettered world, but he finally chose to come back, choosing to return to the blood pool before midnight.

The next day, Xu Fu found nothing.

Since then, as long as Xu Fu is away, Yingzheng will appear, open the shackles for Bai Qi, and let him run out of Xianyang Palace City to pursue his freedom. Then Bai Qi returned on time every night and sank back into the pool of blood.

Every day, Bai Qi will go to the same cliff when he runs out of Xianyang Palace, sit quietly and watch the red sunset.

Until that day, when the sunset dyed the cliff red, he met Mozi...... (This memory can be found in Chapter 11 of Love and Non-Attack, Watching Life)

Mozi, Bai Qi's first and only friend in life. Friends, what an amazing concept, he never thought he would have friends, he never thought he could get friendship.

They have watched the sunset countless times together and have established an incomparably deep friendship with each other.

But everything is a feast that will eventually dissipate......

One day ten years later, Ying Zheng once again opened the shackles of the Blood Pool Prison for Bai Qi and said: "Bai Qi, get ready, leave Xianyang Palace City with me, and leave forever until we can recapture it!" ”

Bai Qi nodded firmly, but it also meant that the day of his parting with Mozi had arrived.

When parting, Mozi gave Bai Qi his lifelong masterpiece non-offensive armor to protect his life, but Bai Qi could only leave him a cloth belt as a thought.

Then, Bai Qi put on a non-offensive armor, took Mozi's sentence "You are my friend", and embarked on the road of Yingzheng's imperial map.

-- Now --

Bai Qi slowly descended from the sky, and nineteen corpse demons crawled one after another, following him.

And he looked back at a corner of the ruins, although the floor exploded and the walls collapsed, Bai Qi could still clearly recognize that it was the twentieth blood pool, the one that had imprisoned him......

What is past is all over after all...... He is no longer a monster imprisoned in a pool of blood, and perhaps, no longer Mozi's friend.