Holding the short knife he received from the second brother in his right hand, Myungxun followed him out of the cell without hurrying, just past the corner when Myungxun was worried about the guards outside, but that thought was immediately broken by the tall figure in front of him, since the second brother dared to come in like this to save himself, why worry about those guards. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Walking into the gatehouse, as he expected, the two guards had already fallen on the table, there was a pot of wine on the table, and one of the guards also made a slight snoring sound, presumably the second brother used sweat medicine to get it, so Myungxun thought of one more thing.

Since the second brother can use sweat medicine to get rid of the guards, could it be that he has already used sweat medicine to make the others also fall into dormancy? In that case, you don't have to worry about not being able to beat your eldest brother and father.

Just thinking about it, Sadao in front of him had already pushed open the door of the dungeon, and the cold moonlight shone on the face of Mingxun who followed him, and he looked up, he had been in the dungeon before, but he didn't expect it to be dark.

By the way, it's already dark!?

"Second brother, I remember that the elder said that he would come to me at night, in that case......"

Blown by the cool breeze of the night, Myeonghoon's mind instantly cleared up.

"Don't worry, I'm ready, he won't come back tonight, and only the two of us are awake in the entire Li Mansion now"

Sado looked at the door, and then walked to the left, which was the direction of the bedroom where Li's father and mother were resting.

"That's good...... That's good......"

Really, what were you thinking...... The second brother must have thought about what I thought about a long time ago, right! When I said that to the second brother when I was emotional just now, would it make the second brother angry?

Thinking of this, Mingxun couldn't help but panic, but he clearly knew how powerful his second brother was, needless to say, there was also the mysterious magic weapon that could be big or small, more than his own brain, ten of them were not worth one of others, if the second brother was really a little annoyed, wouldn't he be doomed?

"Damn, what was I talking about!"

Mingxun shook his head as he walked, and he didn't know how many words he scolded himself in his heart, but every time he looked up at Sadao's back, he always didn't know how to speak, and he hesitated.

"Arrived"

Sado stopped, raised his hand sideways, and pointed to the room in front of him.

"Huh?"

Myungxun looked up, wasn't that his parents' bedroom? How did it arrive so quickly?

"Let's go, this time I'm drugged very hard, and they're all asleep"

When the words fell, Zuo Dao swaggered to the door, and I don't know if it was to prove his words, he actually kicked directly to the door!

Hearing the sound of 'bang', Mingxun's body shook, and in the next second, the thin wooden door was open, and there were still some sawdust scattered on the ground.

"The door is locked" Zuo Dao stood in front of the door and looked at Myeongxun behind him, and explained lightly, seeing that Myungxun was still stunned, he added: "Come and see, I'm still asleep."

After saying this, Zuo Dao raised his right hand and made a gesture of invitation to Myeongxun, and his eyes under the lenses looked at Myeongxun quietly, although he didn't say anything more, he couldn't refuse.

Standing in the courtyard in front of the door, Myungxun only felt that his hands and feet were weak, and the aftermath of his parents over the years was not something that could be easily overcome, but the gesture of the second brother who reached out to ask also made Myeongxun feel pressure.

"Damn it! You're all asleep, what are you afraid of! ”

Swallowing his saliva, Myunghoon hunched his back slightly and walked to the door with a knife.

There was no light in the room, only the moonlight penetrated through the door where he was standing, and he could vaguely see the sleeping figure on the bed on the right.

"They're still asleep, they're still asleep, they're okay, they're okay......"

While silently cheering in his heart, Mingxun gritted his teeth and moved forward, in fact, sometimes it is such a hurdle, once it is crossed, people are not so nervous, and just now Zuo Dao's push has helped Mingxun get through the first hurdle.

Holding the knife tightly in his right hand, reminding himself that there was still a weapon, he cautiously moved towards the bed, until he was still a meter away from the bed, and by the faint moonlight behind him, he finally saw that there were indeed two people lying on the bed, although he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but from the silhouette of the body, it was indeed his father and mother.

He just stood there looking at the two of them, and a strange feeling suddenly came to his heart, in his memory, it seemed that he had never seen such a quiet parent, every time he saw his father was a dignified manner, basically every time he had to teach himself a lesson, shout a few words, maybe move his hands, and his mother just watched from the sidelines, or waited for the end to calm a few words.

But rarely, no, basically not, the two of them were almost not so quiet, silent and quiet in Myungxun's memory.

And now, he is the one who is standing, carrying a knife, and can control their life and death!

Standing in the shadows, the corners of Myeongxun's mouth rose uncontrollably, and the arc of his smile was so big, all the muscles on his face echoed, outlining a silent but exaggerated smile, a smile that was even a little nervous.

"Hit me again! Ha! Scold me! Call me a waste, say I'm not a man, say I'm some kind of bullshit! Do you think everyone has to look like you, live like you, think like you? Yes! All day long, I will use my own set of standards to say, I want to think about the year, I want to think about the year, why don't you just stay back in the year and don't come over!

It's also wrong to be white and don't like exercising, it's wrong to be timid, and it's wrong to even eat less!! You're going to use your set of standards to ask for people! Does everyone in this world have to be dark, strong, and hard-working? Can't I just be a little different? Why do I have to live your way! Just because you gave birth to me, I can't have what I like, can't I have my own life! ”

He roared silently in his heart, and with the high voice in his heart, the smile on his face gradually converged, and finally wrinkled together into an expression full of resentment, in the dark, like a demon.

"You always say that I am weak, I don't even dare to kill a bird, I always say that I am not strong enough, I can't compare to anything, then I will let you see it today! Let's see who's stronger! Who is weaker!! ”

Myunghoon yelled in his heart while raising the short knife high with both hands!

At this moment, a little candlelight suddenly lit up, and quickly became brighter in just one second, breaking the darkness around it in one fell swoop.

"I think it's easier to see a little bit of it"

Myunghoon turned his head, but he only saw Sado standing by the candlestick with no expression, and even the voice was still the same flat.

“……”

I didn't know what to say at all, it was really angry and funny, and Myunghoon only felt that the evil qi in his chest had dissipated a lot...... Exhaled, Ming Xu raised the knife again and looked at the two people on the bed.

In the candlelight, the faces of the two are clearly visible.

His...... Father...... Mother......

It's as if the whole person was frozen in an instant, Mingxun maintained the posture of raising the knife, but he couldn't move, he looked at his father's majestic face, it turned out that when he closed his eyes and fell asleep, he would show a little old, he had never paid attention to it before, I don't know when, this impression of the demon-like father, there were deep wrinkles between the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and a few gray hairs appeared on his sideburns, so asleep, as if he was just an ordinary man who had entered middle age and was running towards old age.

In his right arm, there was a sleeping mother, who was already younger than his father, and who was not too much to worry about when she was well maintained, and looked like a woman who had just reached her thirties, and her little bird was lying in her father's arms, and her head rested on his father's solid and thick right arm.

In the past, although her mother never beat and scolded herself like her father, she could always rely on gentle words to finally grind herself into doing those things that she didn't like at all, but now she is leaning on her father's arms and she looks like an ordinary woman who relies on her strong father and sleeps sweetly.

This...... It's his parents, a man who has shown his old state, and a woman who relies on her lover.

The knife in his hand had fallen unconsciously.

Although he didn't want to think about these questions, although he had to force himself to forget every time he thought about him, deep down in his heart, even now he still understood that the parents in front of him were ...... After all, I love myself.

He remembers that when he was a child, he was beaten and cried by other people's children, and although his father came back and reprimanded him severely, when he went out on the street later, those children saw that he was hiding and walking.

He remembered that every time he was beaten and scolded by his father, he would run to his mother to comfort him, although his mother only said that his father loved you and was good to you, but the reassuring feeling of lying in his mother's arms could never be forgotten.

That's right, they all love themselves.

Merely...... Not in the right way.

He clearly knows this, and he hates this, if the two people in front of him really don't love themselves at all, and really only regard themselves as puppets and demons, then he will be a lot more comfortable, but he will not suppress himself like that, because in that way, he can clearly hate!

In that case, he could have hurt them with a clear conscience, or even flee the place, and in fact several times, when he stood on the outer wall of the village and looked down, he felt more than once that it was better to die than to stay here.

But why? Why are you still alive? Why do you still stay in this place where you are depressed and painful!?

Isn't that because you know that!! Isn't it because they know that they still love themselves in their hearts!!

Why! Why!!

Why did my father have to be idiots who thought that a simple reprimand and scolding would be useful? He felt that if it was him, if he was reprimanded like this, then he would definitely try harder not to be reprimanded next time, and he would have to fight desperately to show others.

But here's the thing! I'm not him!

Every time he is beaten and scolded, he will be more afraid, the more afraid he is, the more inferior he is, the more cowardly he is, he has also tried, but he is really not good at practicing martial arts, not good at facing those snakes, insects, rats and ants! Every time I look in the mirror, my heart is full of resentment, who is responsible for becoming this hunched and hanging head! Isn't it just that I was scared by you since I was a child!!

And the mother...... Do you think that everything your father did was right? Every time, I will only say useless things to make myself understand my father, and TMD will understand it a long time ago! Every time you need to give a little bit of confidence, even if it's just a sentence that you did well today, it's okay! Why never!! Every time I treat myself, I treat myself like a crying child who doesn't know anything! What's the use of that!!

"Bang Dang"

The short knife fell to the ground, and Myeonghoon also knelt on the ground, looking at the wooden floor, tears already pouring out uncontrollably.

He knew that he couldn't kill these two people, but he couldn't change them, because no one listened to his words and didn't have a chance to say them, even more so now...... What kind of demon god is the reincarnation of me now, and it's good to be alive tomorrow.

Tears flowed through his lips and into his mouth, salty, but the corners of his mouth were raised, and he laughed self-deprecatingly.

Die, just die.

Because it is no longer ...... I can't hold on any longer.