Chapter 58: Hatred in Memories

The fog is much lighter than before. Due to the increasing consumption of natural ores to maintain the Nine Turns Ecstasy Array, no new natural ores were added, so the effect of the formation became worse and worse.

Shui Miao could already see the scene seven or eight meters away, and when a flame burned the monster to death, Shui Miao turned his head, and he saw a woman's shoes, a pair of graceful legs, and on these legs, she was wearing a red skirt, a big red skirt.

"Sister Yue'er-" Shui Miao turned her head excitedly, but just when he put a happy expression on his face, his expression instantly froze.

In the mist, the person who gradually appeared was not Yue'er, but - eldest lady!

The right side of the eldest lady was empty, and before Granny Kim cut off her arm, she actually changed her clothes again, which was very similar to the bride's dress. No, it shouldn't be said to be similar, it was originally the bride's dress, but it was too old, and the style was similar to that worn by Yue'er, but there was no phoenix soaring.

Shui Miao stepped back step by step, he didn't think that the eldest lady would save him, he kept stepping back, and kept chanting: "I'll tell you, I'm very powerful, although you saved me just now, I won't thank you, you died of this heart as soon as possible." ”

"Death!" "The eldest lady looked sad, dead, yes, eighteen years, she should have died. However, who can really die?

Eighteen years ago, was he really in love with that man? the man she ended up killing with her own hands.

She remembered that the man did not panic or run away before he knew that he was going to die. One night husband and wife hundred days, they will be husband and wife for one night, and he will be killed by himself, what a cruel thing.

"Have you ever heard of a bug? On that day, the man opened the window, he did not run away, and that day, as now, the fog faded. Newlyweds, many newlyweds have never gotten up in this bright morning, because they are reluctant, reluctant to end the spring night like this.

"Bug!" the eldest lady looked at the man strangely, he remembered the man's name, but if he couldn't pronounce it, it was meaningless. Next, the man will die immediately, this is the order she was given. On the second day of the wedding, she must kill him, or she herself will die. The eldest lady doesn't think that a man who only has a night of love will wait to be killed, what kind of love, love, in her heart is not even as good as bullshit. Does she love this man? has loved or not, is there a difference? Anyway, they are dying, who would fall in love with a dead man?

The man said, "Praying mantis, a very special kind of bug, they will eat the male mantis after they mate. ”

"Eat!" The eldest lady approached step by step, this man's realm was much higher than hers, and if she wanted to kill him, she had to use some means. For example, she had already put poison in his wine glass, and in the last night's glass of wine, as long as he used the power of nature, he didn't feel anything when he was slight, and once the power released by the force of nature was too great, he would be eaten by his own power of nature, and the meridians of his whole body would temporarily collapse, and no new force of nature would be born. In that case, he would not be much different from an ordinary person, and it would be much easier to kill.

The man didn't look back, as if he didn't know that there was a woman, the woman who had been lingering last night, was now walking towards him with a sharp dagger, staring at his back.

The man said, "Yes, if you eat it, will you feel happy if you are eaten by the person you love?"

The eldest lady stopped, happy! For stupid love? That kind of ethereal thing can really be more precious than life? The female mantis eats the male mantis in order to raise the next generation and let the little mantis alone have more nutrition. For the continuation of the species, life can be unscrupulous, and in order to keep itself alive, it can also be unscrupulous.

"I think I'll be happy. He closed his eyes, the sun shining on his face, he seemed to enjoy the warmth of the sun, but he knew that there was a knife, a knife that was not very long, and it was pressing towards his heart step by step. He silently shed tears, very few tears, just two lines, two lines of tears for himself, or for her bride.

Life is precious, but love is even more valuable.

If it is free, both can be thrown.

In order to fulfill love, and give up life, in order to achieve freedom, can love also be ignored?

The eldest lady plunged the dagger into his chest.

He didn't say anything, he didn't do anything, he just lay on the ground and died quietly, without joy or sorrow.

The eldest lady often asks herself, did she ever love him?

Loved, of course she did, otherwise, she wouldn't have left this man in the end and handed over her perfect body to this man.

When the sisters get married, when the sisters choose to die with their husbands on the second day of their wedding night. She was moved, why, why, why could her sisters choose this way, why couldn't they kill their husbands in the same way as they did, and why couldn't they continue to be grandmothers' tools?

Freedom, and later she understood that her sixteen sisters, who died for love, not only died for their men, but also for freedom, for their complete freedom, no longer being manipulated by others, no longer becoming anyone's puppet, and doing what they wanted.

Why did she still choose to survive on the spot, survive to stay with her grandmother, and become a tool for her grandmother to take revenge on men. Are they supposed to be men?

Hate.

All the people in Yunmeng Villa, including grandmothers, were abandoned by men.

Some were abandoned by their parents because they were physically disabled, and some were poor because they had many families, and they wanted a younger brother and wanted a younger brother to inherit the lineage, so they were abandoned.

It was the grandmother who picked them up and raised them to be one murder tool after another. She didn't blame her grandmother, it was her grandmother who picked them up, gave them food, and taught them skills. Whoever can become a grandmother's daughter is an outstanding person. If it weren't for their grandmother, they wouldn't know where to wait in line for reincarnation.

However, Shui Miao is just a child, and her hatred for Shui Miao is not the kind of hatred for men or for being abandoned. Instead, she was jealous, jealous of her seventeen sisters, who chose the men they loved, and who chose to die with those men.

She hated, she hated that she didn't have another chance to choose, if she was given another chance, would she go to Huangquan with the man she thought she loved? She didn't know if she would have the same choice if there was another chance. Because she has no chance, all the ifs are just a mirage, out of reach.

She hated, she was such a boy who didn't even grow hair, and she actually had the opportunity to choose love.

"You go die. The eldest lady grabbed Shui Miao's neck and lifted her up from the ground. Shui Miao's body is already light, and it is easy to lift it up and strangle it. And Shui Miao can only do useless struggles.

Shui Miao wanted to bite, bite the hand of this vicious woman, and see if the blood that flowed out of it was black. But Shui Miao's neck was choked, and she could only open her mouth and struggle desperately, doing useless struggles.

"Die, die, die. The eldest lady was full of murderous intentions, anger, rising in her heart, she didn't use the slightest force of nature, to kill Shui Miao, there was no need for any witchcraft, strangle him, to use the most primitive, cruel way to relieve hatred. Watching him struggle in his own hands, he wanted to strangle an ant, an ant who had no power to fight back.

"You-" Shui Miao tried to kick with her feet, but adults and children were always surprised by their huge height, and no matter how much they kicked, they just couldn't mention it. Weak, he was too weak, he couldn't even do the most basic sorcery.

His mind became more and more blurry, and he could only watch himself being killed. There was a "buzzing" sound in his head, and the force, the force that bounced off his grandmother's slap, disappeared without a trace. He longs for that power, any power will do. But he is still too young, he can clearly feel that there are two forces in his body, one good and one evil, restricting each other, whenever he reaches the point of life and death, those two forces will be ready to move, but that power does not feel his own, and he will not come out to protect him at this time.

"Are you going to die?" Shui Miao's feeling became more and more blurred, and he could only widen his eyes and look at the eldest lady's hideous smile.