Babbling babbling......

The hardwood backrest chair made a childish sound, the humanoid scarlet wool long-haired monster roared fiercely, and with a wave of his big hand, the backrest chair spun and hovered behind him, his body turned over in a smart back, and sat on the chair with a sharp ass, and the hardwood backrest chair that he quickly sat on made a squeaky and whimpering sound.

"Do...... It's mine...... Slave ......"

The Faceling's voice was dry and stiff, he seemed to be very unaccustomed to talking, he didn't have a mouth, he spoke with chest resonance, and the frequency of the voice resonated. Therefore, his voice sounded deflated like a fish bone stuck in his throat, and it is worth mentioning that what he said was the common language of Li Yang during this period, but his words were a little too stiff and rusty, like a dumb person who could suddenly speak, so unnaturally twisted.

"Slaves, don't you have a soul of your own, a torso like a walking corpse? hey...... You're a half-human, half-demon thing, it's not a ghost or a ghost, and it's beautiful to think about. ”

Li Yang sneered, he said bluntly without the slightest concealment. He was not humble and cowardly because of the strength of the faceling in front of him, even if he knew that his life and death were now in the hands of the other party, this was not to say that he was not afraid of death, but he clearly knew a truth, even if he showed weakness and whispered to please this faceling, this faceling still would not let him go!

In that case, then again, he is both horizontal and vertical, so why should he bow his head and ears without face and skin? Is it because of the strength of the Facelings and his own insignificance?!hey...... It's funny and ridiculous...... There is a difference between strength and weakness, but there is no difference between strong and weak dignity, only what you care about and what you don't care about, obviously Li Yang cares a lot.

"Hmm...... Since, you refuse...... This monarch ...... of Grace...... That Monarch ...... I had to do it myself......"

The faceling's long scarlet wool strip on his horse's face jumped wildly, he seemed to be a little angry because of Li Yang's refusal, his voice was jerky and very awkward, and his right foot was resting diagonally on the beam of the chair, like a frizzy monkey.

When the words fell, I saw him huffing, stretching out a huge and thick palm like a bear, and a palm covered the top of Li Yang's head, after he slapped that palm, his furry arm continued to lengthen, and his hairy palm continued to grow bigger and bigger, and gradually that palm was like a wide mountain, and slapped it viciously towards Li Yang.

Li Yang tiptoed a little, his figure was like a ghost, stepping on the small gossip under his feet and chasing the clouds and retreating like a sun, the faceless man let out a strange laugh, only to see his big hand turned upward, and suddenly the Huangquan Road under Li Yang's feet surged like a spiritual snake.

The two ends of the Huangquan Road, like a rolling blanket, folded the entire long path, from the two sides like the middle folded over, Li Yang saw that the road ahead was like a huge wave, and the back road was like a wave, he really stepped on the road of death, there was no way forward, no way back.

"Is this the power of the half-demon?!, it's a little too terrifying, and the road changes like a snake with a wave of his hand. Li Yang scolded secretly, he took a deep breath, and his body was a little difficult to walk through the remaining gaps, but as the Huangquan Road at both ends became closer and closer, the movable gap in the middle became smaller and smaller, until finally the two ends of the Huangquan Road were closed together.

Li Yang was in the middle of the two roads, his body was sandwiched between the two ends of the Huangquan Road, and gradually his body began to deform by the backlog, and the breathing of the whole person became extremely difficult, he stretched out his hand like a drowning person, dying and struggling, trying to drill out of the gap where the Huangquan Road closed, but the Huangquan Road accompanied his struggle, not only did he break free of a trace of the extra gap, but it was more gathered.

At this time, Li Yang was even more embarrassed, his body was even more overwhelmed, his and Li Mu's bodies were squeezed by the huge squeezing force at both ends of Huangquan Road, and the pressed body overflowed with blood, Li Yang's pupils were dilated, as if he was about to suffocate, and the whole person's face was extremely pale.

"Hmm...... The new servant of this monarch...... Forsake your ugly soul...... Welcome...... You...... Come to the master's world......" On the chair with the back, the faceless man who lazily leaned on the hairy soles of his feet, looked at Li Yang, whose eyes were bloodshot under the compression of Huangquan Road, and said in a deflated urn in a strange voice.

"Babble...... Babbling ......"

Beneath the Faceling, the chair with a backrest, let out a brisk cry, as if welcoming a new companion to serve its master with it.

"At the end of the dead end, will death inevitably happen? Am I doing something wrong? Am I too persistent? Shouldn't I come back? If I don't come back, I won't set foot on this dead end, and I won't end up in the miserable end now. But why, until now, I stubbornly think I'm right?!"

"I've tried my best for so many years, failing again and again, just trying to catch a ray of light, but what is that light? a chance to live, or the pride of being a person who is as persistent as a mad dog in order to keep me alive?!"

Feeling that his body was cracking a little bit, and his skeleton was being crushed little by little, Li Yang gradually became numb from the hoarse pain that began to pierce his heart, he seemed to be used to this kind of heart-rending pain like a car cracking, or his consciousness could no longer feel the pain, or maybe he was powerless to scream and scream again.

Li Yang's consciousness became blurred, and he was tired...... Tired...... Tired...... I'm tired and just want to close my eyes and rest for a while. He still reached the end of death, the first time that a teenager at this moment was so close to death, although he had suffered death for sixteen years, but he had never kissed death at close range like today.

Looking back on the past sixteen years, the boy found that his life was full of too much unwillingness, and at this moment, he began to doubt the concept he adhered to for the first time.

"Father said, others hope that their sons will become dragons, and their daughters will become phoenixes, and he only hopes that his son can live well, as a father his prayer is very humble, but this humble binding of a man who stands up to the sky and the earth for 16 years, smoothed his edges and corners, sharply reduced his arrogance, and made him cautious and steady in dealing with people. ”

"As a father, he has paid a lot for his child who was destined to die at birth, but his request is very simple, his son can live!"

"But what about me? As a son of man, how can I want to see my father, and take risks for myself again and again? How can I want to see my father, praying to others again and again in a low voice for me? ”

"Huh...... A No. 1 swordsman in the Suzaku Country, but he has a son who is suffering from a knife disease and is called a monster, how many people wantonly ridicule him? Although my father didn't say it, I knew that he still cared, after all, no parent doesn't want his child to become a talent, but what's the use of caring? Wishing for his son to become a dragon is a very normal expectation for other people's parents! But for my father, hoping that his son will live is an extravagant hope. ”

"If I live, if I live like the walking dead, it is better to die. My life is not so simple to live, the light I have been trying to grasp for so many years is not an ordinary time, that dawn is an expectation! A child with an unfair fate, the expectation of sixteen years! He hopes that he can become a pride in the eyes of those who have been like mad dogs for his life! He lives to be their pride!

He was screaming hysterically, he was screaming, he got what he craved. As a result, the desire to survive became more and more intense at this moment, and the thick demon scripture in his heart, one after another, was filled with demonic energy, and Li Yang's thoughts began to slowly sober up at this moment.

"In the past sixteen years, there have always been twenty-four strange guys in my body to mess around, and the whole person seems to contain the personality of twenty-four people, sometimes emotionally disordered, sometimes gratuitously irritable, sometimes weird talking to himself, sometimes laughing like crazy, like a delirious madman, no wonder he will be called an idiot by others, what is a person like me who is not an idiot?!"

"I have been waiting for death in the prophet's prophecy, although I have tried, but to no avail, I have always remembered that in order to make me live that faint hope, there was a girl stubbornly looking for medicine for me, once a year for ten years without stopping! I also remember a man put down his rebelliousness, and searched for one hundred and eight sword books! I don't remember, but I know that when I was very young, there was a woman who was my mother, who died on the way to find hope for me to live, so she couldn't die, because there were so many people who worked hard to live!"

"If I don't die, I will spill three feet of blood, and I will not come. ”

"If I don't die, if I hold a sword heart, I will cut the sky!"

"If I don't die, take an obsession and settle in the Yellow Spring!"

"Ahh

Li Yang roared hysterically, and suddenly his eyes turned blood-red, and the dense anger surrounded his face, because his emotions were confused again, which made the breath in his body chaotic, and the sword soul in his heart began to take the opportunity to be hideous and roar again.

"Didn't you say that if you teach me a knife, it will make me arrogant all my life? Use your knife and let me see how you make me arrogant!" he said coldly in a low voice to the heavy ancient scripture in the dantian.

"Okay! just use my knife and be arrogant all your life!"

The boy who was sealed in the first page of the Demon Sutra sneered arrogantly, his indifferent little face did not have a trace of expression, he held a knife in his arms, and the breath revealed between his eyebrows could be seen in the world.