When he looked down, he could still see the nine kinds of flesh tribulations on his body, and the painful feeling was so profound, but he could miraculously ignore it, as if it was a trivial matter.

Everything in front of him became clear, and he stared blankly at a huge pillar in front of him, which was the Origin God Pillar.

He seemed to be a passerby, looking at all this in front of him, suddenly there was laughter, he looked around, many people were laughing, those people were a little strange, but immediately familiar.

"Sure enough, the little prince is fifteen years old, and he still hasn't been able to get the natal totem. ”

"Reduced to mortals, haha. ”

"The shame of the Great Jiang Palace, King Zilin actually gave birth to such a waste, what a retribution. This murderous demon king really paid the price. ”

"It's early. ”

Jiang Zizi was a little uncomfortable, he seemed to be a passerby, but those words made him so uncomfortable, as if his heart had been dug out, and everyone spit on it.

"Mortal worm?" a nine-year-old child stuck out his tongue in front of him, looked proud, pointed to his head, and said, "See, my totem, envy? ”

It seems to be a little envious.

In a trance, he saw the woman's disappointed eyes, she didn't show it, but patted her shoulder and said, "It's okay, go back." ”

But Jiang Zizi knew how lost she was, he was uncomfortable for the second time, this feeling was very miserable, he wanted to watch all this, but the reality didn't seem to be like this.

There was always a sword, piercing him in the body.

He was in a daze, like a walking corpse, sluggishly moving forward, this day he saw the young man, he looked at himself with disdain, and said: "Mortal worm, are you embarrassed to come out and be embarrassed?"

"Monkey?" Jiang Zi said two words in this body.

"Shut up. The boy slapped himself so hard that it was dark, and he said, "From now on, call me that way again, and I will see you once and beat you once." ”

Someone next to him was laughing, as if it was Jiang Junduo and them.

Jiang Zizi was a little weak, after all, he couldn't control his body, he was like watching a play, but the uncomfortable feeling seemed to hurt his heart.

One day, it seemed to be the Qilin Club, he sat in the corner, watching the young man overwhelm the crowd and become the first in the Qilin Club, the young man named Lu Dingxing next to him was directly abolished, his eyes were extremely miserable, but he had no choice.

Jiang Zizi's heart endured the sword again, but this was just the beginning, and then it seemed that someone had come back from Yanlong Ruins, he hid in the corner, watching his sister and mother were controlled, but he couldn't do anything, that desperate mood was like falling into the deep sea, unable to breathe, and like hanging, he wanted to make a roaring sound, but found that his throat was hoarse.

He could only hide and watch them being sneered at, as if the man named Jiang Junxie was going to marry his sister directly, the wedding date had been set, and his mother had nothing to say.

He searched in despair, because he vaguely remembered that the beautiful woman might appear, she would definitely take herself out of the sea of suffering, that day he met her, she passed by, Jiang Zizi blocked her with difficulty, at that moment, she actually looked at herself coldly, and then passed by.

When Jiang Zizi chased after him, he was swept away by her slap, and when he got up, she was gone, and he vaguely remembered that when the nine immortals left, they seemed to have said a word.

"Where is the waste, and how dare you stand in my way?"

In this way, Jiang Zizi lost her from then on, he was still sinking in the sea of despair, sinking to the depths of never-ending, suffocating in despair all the time, and he couldn't die if he wanted to.

He walked forward like a corpse, and soon after her sister was married, and it is said that on the night after the worship, before the bridegroom could enter, she hanged herself in the cave and was burned by a fire, and did not even have time to look at the corpse.

It was as if his mother washed his face with tears every day, and countless such pictures were piled up, and he felt the sea all over his body, as if there was water all around, it was like a sea of bitterness.

"Isn't it over yet?"

Life seems to be meaningless, constantly drinking the water of the sea of bitterness, despair can have an end?

That day, he stood on top of the Huangwu Gate in Yanlong Ruins, mingling with some markets, watching a young man named Jiang Junjian being pushed out, and then under the hand of Nangong Que, the head fell to the ground, his head rolled several times, and his eyes suddenly saw Jiang Zizai on the Huangwu Gate, and he also smiled, but Jiang Zizai's feet trembled, and he wanted to scream, but his throat seemed to be stuck by the master, and he couldn't make a sound at all.

His body was in great pain, and he looked down to see that there were flames, thunder, ice, storms, and lightning on his body, which engulfed his body and kept biting, like nine wild beasts.

In the midst of the severe pain, suddenly someone seemed to appear, Jiang Zizi looked at it, it turned out to be a man and a woman, he was too familiar, isn't this his parents, did he finally appear?

It was a big battle, the Yanlong Emperor and the princes and ministers fought against the couple, the battle was very fierce, Jiang Zizi longed for victory, longed for the matter of the Desolate Sky Pass to be avenged, but the result did not develop as he expected.

Father didn't seem to be as he imagined, he was defeated, knelt in front of the Yanlong Emperor in front of everyone, and personally admitted that he had indeed received the benefits of the Xia Underworld, betrayed the Yanlong Dynasty, killed 100,000 people, and was innocent of his own death.

In the grief and indignation, the Yanlong Emperor personally stabbed his brother, as if his mother had also committed suicide beside him, and everything was already dead.

But the people of the world clapped their hands and applauded, and for a while, the applause was like thunder, like a blade like a storm, piercing Jiang Zizai's ten thousand swords through his heart.

"I remember my brother and a young son, who is nearby?"

Someone recognized Jiang Zizai and sent him to the Yanlong Emperor, Jiang Zizai looked at this man with a miserable face.

"You are young and still owed, not guilty, but unfortunately there is no totem, otherwise I can still make you the new Zilin King, and now I can only give you a title and enjoy eternal wealth. Let's go back. ”

Is this a reward?

"If I were you, I'd kill myself. Suddenly a young girl spoke in front of her, she seemed to be a child, but her eyes were so indifferent, she stared at herself again, and said: "Utter waste, useless mortals, the whole family is sinners, and now they are all dead, you are left alone, what is the point of surviving? Give you a knife and kill yourself." ”

She sent a blade to Jiang Zizi with a smile on her face.

"Life is so miserable, death is liberation, you are destined to be guilty in this life, see if you are lucky in the next life, don't be born in such a sinful family. The girl who has been playing with her since she was a child said.