If Mo Jingxing's real experience is written as a wild history, it is also a thick and wonderful wild history.

His experience is indeed seven or eight points similar to the rumors at the Xiling border pass.

It's just that the storyteller still describes it too lightly to empathize with the insiders.

Mo Jingxing has memories of his mother being abused and forced in various ways. Traitor.

The old king of Subei scolded her for being cheap, saying that she wanted to climb on the dragon bed.

But giving birth to Mo Jingxing was obviously his mother who forced Mo Jingxing.

When he was young, he had a deep shadow on men's 'crotch' and felt ugly and disgusting.

But his mother's forbearance did not move Mo Jingxing much, he kept thinking that it was better to die if he lived so hard and miserable.

But he didn't regret living, every abuse was exchanged for his hatred, he wanted to kill the king of northern Jiangsu, and wanted to see the same painful expression on his face as his mother.

Later, the master took him away, hoping that he would let go of his hatred and live an ordinary life.

How can it be?

It is impossible for hatred to leave Mo Jingxing's body for a day.

After Mo Jingxing became an adult, he returned to the Northern Jiangsu Dynasty with another identity and climbed to a high position step by step.

The old king of northern Jiangsu seemed to have forgotten that he still had a son, and only thought that the evil seed born outside had died a long time ago, and his body and bones no longer existed, together with that lowly woman.

So he didn't expect that one day he would be tied to the bedpost like a retaliatory person, and the flesh would be cut off with a knife.

He cried, but no one came to save him.

The huge, empty palace was the echo of his screams, and the courtier he trusted had become his son, with a smile on his lips, and he was still smiling when he was splashed with blood.

The hanging palace lantern was swayed by the wind, and the light and shadow were blurred.

Mo Jingxing only has pleasure in his heart.

Master told him not to hold grudges, but if he didn't tear them off from others with a knife, he wouldn't know the pleasure.

Before the old King of Northern Su swallowed, he said in his ear word by word: "Don't worry, your old Su family will not have another 'evil seed' from now on, I will personally watch and let them be stillborn one by one." ”

King Subei died full of hatred, and stared at Mo Jingxing tightly before he died, but he couldn't say a word anymore.

Mo Jingxing fulfilled his promise, and he really let the Subei Imperial Palace not have a single child born from now on.

The king of Subei who succeeded to the throne was his half-brother, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old when he succeeded to the throne, and relied on him and trusted him.

However, when he knew that Mo Jingxing killed his father with his own hands and was his brother, his spirit was shocked.

He was good and bad, and he acted rebellious.

However, it is all under the control of Mo Jingxing, although he holds the title of regent, the whole palace of northern Jiangsu knows that he is respected.

Later, the little emperor found that his concubines always had abortions for no reason, and none of them were stable, let alone born.

Mo Jingxing didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, in short, the black hand behind his back was revealed to him.

The little emperor went crazy in an instant, and went to Mo Jingxing's bedroom with a knife, saying that he would kill him.

Of course he couldn't kill it, the little emperor was not fledgling, Mo Jingxing just stood in front of him and asked him to cut it, he didn't dare to completely attack it.

Mo Jingxing died, and he couldn't even sit on the throne.

So the knife stopped an inch away from Mo Jingxing's throat.

The little emperor sat on the ground and cried, asking why he gave birth to a person like Mo Jingxing, saying that he was a devil.

Mo Jingxing leaned over, pinched his neck and looked at himself, without a trace of expression: "I used to ask myself for a long time, what is the meaning of being born in this world?" Later, I didn't want to think about it, and after a while, everyone was like ants, so it was better not to come. ”

So he let the royal family of Northern Jiangsu never have a baby born.

So Mo Jingxing couldn't figure out why He Yunchu could jump down from such a high cabin for a child who was not related to him.

"Your Majesty!" The guards outside ran in excitedly: "Master is here!" ”

Chen Rinyuan's footsteps were hurried, and when he came in from outside, he looked like a dusty man, indicating that he had hurried all the way over.

But when he entered the house and saw Mo Jingxing, who was standing upright waiting for him, he gasped for a while, turned around and walked outside.

"Master," Mo Jingxing stepped forward to stop him, and smiled a little flatteringly: "Master, don't worry!" ”

The stick in Chen Rinyuan's hand that was used to explore the way was knocked down as soon as he was raised.

"Shhhh

A muffled snort sounded, and Mo Jingxing touched his shoulder after eating a stick, but he didn't dare to take the prestige.

If there is anyone he is afraid of in this world, Chen Rinyuan is the only one.

The guards didn't dare to stop him, so he could only kneel down and beg: "Master, don't fight, the king does have something important for Master to come out of the mountain, and he didn't deliberately deceive." ”

When sending a signal to Chen Rinyuan, Mo Jingxing used himself as bait, saying that he was dying of the strange poison in his body, and begged the master to come out of the mountain to see him.

has been a master and apprentice for more than ten years, and he knows Chen Rinyuan's temperament.

He is a chivalrous man who walks the rivers and lakes, alone, there is nothing that he can't let go, and if there is, there is only one Mo Jingxing.

Because Mo Jingxing was brought up by him, and he was also his only apprentice.

When he was young, he felt sorry for what happened to Mo Jingxing, although later Mo Jingxing disobeyed the yang and the yin, and was determined to step into the palace of northern Jiangsu, which made him so angry that he wanted to cut off the master-apprentice relationship with him.

But Chen Rinyuan also really felt sorry for Mo Jingxing, thinking that he had been involved in hatred all the time, and it was wrong for him to guide him.

Now that I have been deceived, I originally rushed here in a hurry and instantly felt that I had fed the dog, and I couldn't wait to open a scoop on the head of this rebel.

"I really didn't mean it, Master, it's true that my life hangs by a thread, it's just not me."

Mo Jingxing got out of the way, and He Yunchu, who was lying on the bed, was exposed.

Chen Rinyuan glanced at it angrily: "No need to treat it, clean up, it's just a matter of these two days." ”

The woman on the bed was hanging with only one breath, her breath was not very perceptible, and her face was as white as a piece of paper.

According to Chen Linyuan's many years of medical experience, he can't live.

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, he was so angry that Mo Jingxing was so angry that he didn't think about who the person on the bed was, and why Mo Jingxing was willing to come to him for the first time.

After taking two steps, he suddenly reacted, and his steps were fierce, and he looked at the side room.

The threshold is high, and when the sun shines, it glows with the old color of oldness.

And sitting on it was a brittle little doll, whose face was no better than that of the woman on the bed, and she looked at herself with some fear.

If it was just a little doll, Chen Rinyuan wouldn't pay so much attention, but this little doll has a familiar face.

"Ahem, ahem—"

Ping'an coughed twice while holding her heart, and when she caught a glimpse of Chen Rinyuan looking at herself, she shrunk her neck in fear.

"The one inside can't be cured," Mo Jingxing heard his master say, "This little one outside can be cured." ”