"I've been locked up here for a long time!"

Miao Qing didn't dwell on the topic of hypnosis anymore, but sighed to herself.

Thankfully, he didn't mention the unfounded, hearsay stuff I just said.

"When I came in, you weren't like that!"

Miao Qing muttered and repeated.

About a thousand years ago, he was imprisoned here by Han Yunduo because he angered the Demon Alliance.

This level is more than a thousand years, the world is changing, and everything is different from before.

It's the houses, the clothes, the tone of speech, all changed.

I sat there and listened to him intermittently recount what had happened over the years.

The place where he was imprisoned was very narrow, and in order to consume his spiritual power, it was a very small space, so small that he had to maintain the consumption of spiritual power all the time, turning himself into the smallest figure, so that he could live there.

A thousand years, every moment, is a long time for him.

He listened to the silence around him, tasted the loneliness, and the hatred in his heart gradually took root and grew into a towering tree.

All of this, he attributed it to his brother, Miao Miao.

He said that Miao Miao has always suppressed him, since he was a child, no matter what he does or says, he must be satisfied, otherwise he will punish him and let him practice in retreat.

On such a day, at the beginning, he had no objections, no superfluous thoughts, and even believed in everyone's persuasion, feeling that everything Miao Miao asked was for his own good.

However, if it is really for his own good, why should he delete and modify his memories and erase so many pasts that he himself has not chosen to forget?

He didn't know how long this forcible correction had been going on, and he didn't know how much of it was real and how much was fiction in his current memory.

What is the meaning of such a virtual life?

What is the meaning of existence in such a life of being watched?

After Miao Qing knew these truths, he gradually collapsed, and his previous friendship with Miao Miao gradually fell apart, until he finally turned against each other.

He was imprisoned in a suicidal act, like a broken jar, trying to escape from such repression.

However, he did so many hateful things, but he still did not get the death penalty.

"An Ning, I'm sorry for betraying you!"

As he spoke, he suddenly apologized to me.

"Huh?"

I was nodding my head, but I suddenly froze and blinked, what did I mean, I didn't understand too much.

"But if I had to choose again, I'm afraid it would go even further!"

He patted me on the shoulder and regained his signature smile, a little silly, and a little weird.

I thought about it for a moment and decided to take a few steps back, no longer standing side by side with him like a madman.

"So, you're doing so many wrong things just because of this?"

It was Han Yunduo's voice, and as soon as he turned around, this fox, I don't know when, was already sitting behind me, the small one, just a red fox, and behind the buttocks, was a big and fluffy fox tail.

"Han Yunduo!"

I was about to burst into tears, and I couldn't help but scold:

Where did you die? Leaving me here alone scares me to death!

"Hmm!"

Miao Qing nodded, not surprised at all by Han Yunduo's appearance, and even sat there quite comfortably, breathing a sigh of relief:

"Coming?"

I immediately became vigilant, who? Who's coming?

I've been with this group of monsters for a long time, and I seem to understand what they mean in their short words.

"Come out, it's all your own people!"

Han Yunduo took on the form of a human being, sat next to me, patted my hand holding her arm, and motioned for me to relax.

Sure enough, from behind the stone wall, two more figures appeared, one big and one small, it was the two pig's feet that were fighting at the foot of the mountain just now, one person and one cat.

Luo Tian walked not far behind us, and stopped, only Miao Miao, with his small body, walked towards Miao Qing with unhurried and slow steps.

This small body, this pace, looks like a bouncing ball, slow and cute, and I have nothing to say if I want to complain.

"Are you happy?"

Miao Qing didn't look back and saw Miao Miao behind him, and only asked lightly:

"How's it going, are you happy to see me?"

"I'm not happy, you still don't know what's wrong!"

Miao Miao's small body, behind Miao Qing, looked extremely lonely and thin.

"Oh? Am I still wrong? ”

Miao Qing's tone was full of sarcasm.

"You've always been wrong, everything I do, it's for your good!"

"Do I need you to be good for me?"

Miao Qing came back with a word, leaving Miao Miao with nothing to say.

"What? Stopped talking? ”

"I can't make sense of you!"

Miao Miao's small body sighed deeply, as if she wanted to sigh out all the qi in her body.

"Then don't say it!"

Miao Qingyi verbally refused.

Then don't say it, this sentence is inexplicably familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere, and I don't know who said it.

"Mother won't like us like this!"

Miao Miao was silent for a while, then he stood up straight and turned into the appearance of a teenager, two teenagers, one in front and one behind, the one in front was more mature, and the one in the back was weaker.

But in fact, the one behind is the elder brother, and the one in front is the younger brother.

"She's long dead!"

Miao Qing shook his head, not liking to hear these two words:

"I don't want to hear you mention her!"

"But she also wants me to take care of you!"

Miao Miao argued, as if this was his last confidence.

"It seems that their mother loves them very much!"

I whispered in Han Yunduo's ear and sighed, it turns out that demons also have family affection, although they don't understand love, but this love should refer to love and friendship, right?

Family affection is such a thing, all life, it will be there at birth, this is instinct.

Han Yunduo looked at me and smiled, did not speak, turned his head and continued to look at the two brothers in front of him, waiting to hear their next conversation.

"That's how you take care of me?"

Miao Qing was finally willing to turn back, but the expression on his face was not good-looking, full of anger, and there was hatred and disgust in his eyes.

"I have to, it's all for your good!"

Miao Miao didn't flinch at all, but looked at him more firmly.

"It's like the rebellious period of adolescence!"

As I sat on the sidelines and watched the scene, I couldn't help but want to find someone to complain about.

Miao Miao is like an elder who pulls the child, Miao Qing is a rebellious doll, at this time, the child is always unconvinced, and feels that the elders are too much.

This is a rebellious period that everyone goes through, and I have argued with my mom before that she thinks she is too much in charge.

In this case, it is generally a few years later, and it will be good when the child grows up and is sensible.

I just don't know, the demon grows up and is sensible, how to calculate time.