In the spacious and bright room, there are all kinds of toys, the sun shines on the bed through the window, and a delicate teenager is lying on the bed breathing calmly.

"Squeak" A woman pushed the house open, her face full of smiles, but her face feigned anger as she approached the bed.

"Birth, birth, what time is it, don't get up and go to breakfast soon." The woman shouted to the boy on the bed.

"Hmm......" The young man slowly opened his eyes, looking at the woman in front of him, he didn't seem to be awake yet, but the next moment his eyes widened.

"Mother!" He cried out in excitement, tears running down his face and onto the sheets.

"What's wrong with you? It's not good to be a mother, and your mother shouldn't murder you. The woman looked at the weeping teenager in front of her and panicked, she hurriedly went up to hug the boy and comforted him softly.

At this time, a voice came from outside, eager but gentle, "What's wrong?" What's wrong? A middle-aged man came from outside.

The young man looked at the man who came from outside, his expression was in a trance, and he said in a daze: "Dad! ”

Only then did the man see the mother and son hugging each other, and when they came to the young man, his expression suddenly became serious, but his words were still a little gentle.

"Xiansheng, you are already fourteen or fifteen years old, how can you cry so easily."

"Men don't flick when they have tears, how can they be so tender when they become big things."

Then the woman stood up, stroked the boy's hair gently, and then came to the man, and twisted his ear.

"Don't look at anyone's son, you dare to teach a lesson!"

The man's expression changed from serious to distorted instantly, and he shouted, "Pain, pain, daughter-in-law, stop." ”

"Who told you to bully my son." The woman let go and said angrily.

The man stood aside stupidly, muttering, "Isn't he also my son?" ”

"What did you say?"

"No, nothing, daughter-in-law."

The young man looked at the two who were arguing, and he also suddenly laughed and said, "Hahaha! Hahaha! ”

The couple looked at the young man sitting on the bed laughing, looked at each other, and had a smile on their faces.

"Okay, okay, get up and go to eat, it's going to be cold later." The woman said to the boy.

"Got it, mother."

The two turned and left the room, leaving the boy alone on the bed, who slowly lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

After washing and dressing, he came to the bronze mirror, looking at the delicate face in the mirror, his eyes were a little delicate.

Finally, I saw the parents who I longed for again, and they are still alive and living in my heart.

"Even if it's just a dream, I don't want to wake up." That's what he thought.

"Really?" A voice echoed in his head again, familiar and unfamiliar.

"Who the hell are you!" The boy stood up abruptly and looked around, but the voice disappeared again.

There is only one sentence, but every time it makes me uneasy, his words seem to have magic power, and people keep thinking about it.

The boy shook his head and stopped thinking about these things, and he walked out the door into the courtyard, and saw his parents sitting on chairs eating breakfast on the table, his face full of smiles.

"Maybe that's the reality."

But in the next moment, a smile froze on the boy's face, and his eyes were full of fear.

"No!" The boy roared, and he ran forward desperately, reaching out to hold on.

Beside his parents, a man with a vague face was pointing a shiny dagger at his parents.

But no matter how much the boy shouted, his parents did not react. He ran as fast as he could, but he still couldn't get a step closer to his parents, as if he was being separated by a barrier.

Seeing the dagger approaching his parents little by little, and they still smiling and sitting there, the boy's eyes were full of despair.

He suddenly stopped, fell to his knees, and kept saying with his head in his mouth: "Don't, please don't!" ”

"Hehe, haven't you already killed so many people, why can't you face all this." The words of sneering indifference rang softly in his ears.

"I didn't! I didn't! The boy retorted.

"Keep your eyes open and see clearly!"

A shout of anger directly shocked his heart, and his head hidden on the ground slowly lifted, and his bloodshot eyes were staring fiercely ahead.

The next moment he was in front of his parents, and he stared fiercely at the blurred figure whose face he couldn't see clearly.

"It's you!" The voice suddenly appeared in his head again, it was a sentence that ran through his soul, and the cold made him tremble.

Even the young man's body trembled, and he looked at the vague figure in front of him, his face slowly emerging.

A terrible face covered with abscesses, and white hair like withered grass appeared in front of him, like a demon descending.

"Yes...... I? The boy was dazed and at a loss, he stared blankly at the man in front of him.

Watching the man kill his parents with a dagger, blood dripping down the dagger and falling to the ground, but he still didn't react, his eyes lost focus.

"It's me? It was I who killed my parents. ”

"No, it's not me, I didn't kill."

"They died because of me, I killed them."

"Nope! No! ”

"Hahaha!"

"Yes?"

"It's not!"

"Hahahaha!" The boy laughed suddenly, and in his mind's eye, the trembling self curled up in the corner, was constantly talking to himself.

Like crying and laughing, his delicate face was constantly covered with abscesses, he held a dagger in his hand, looking at the dead husband and wife lying in front of him, his eyes were full of murderous intent.

"That's right! Kill them! A cruel and evil voice came out of his mouth.

The scene around him faded away, and in front of him two men dressed in black were staring at him with hoods.

They held daggers in their hands, not as sharp as the daggers before him, but they also ooze cold.

The two men let out a low roar like tearing bottoms, and their feet moved quickly and rushed towards him like wild beasts.

The boy's pupils shrank suddenly, and his body lying on the bed rolled to the side, dodging the attack from both of them.

The boy felt his body more relaxed than usual, and his body, which had been in unbearable pain, was now as full of strength as if he had lost consciousness before.

Only this time he didn't lose his mind, he knew exactly what he was doing.

Seeing that he had missed, the two black-clothed men took out two pills from their pockets, brown-green pills, and threw them at the place where he was.

The two of them quickly retreated, only to see that the elixir exploded directly after hitting the bed board and turned into a cloud of green mist.

Not good! The young Jiang Xiansheng silently thought in his heart, this was poisonous gas, he quickly jumped out of bed, covered his nose with his hands and fell to the ground.

But after all, he was still a step too slow, he still inhaled a little mist, and a fresh fragrance came to his mind along his nose.

"Floral?" Jiang Xiansheng wondered in his heart.

But the two people didn't give him a chance to think, the dagger in his hand exuded an even colder aura, and the strong sense of crisis made Jiang Xiansheng's pores shrink.

The two of them rushed towards him quickly, the daggers in their hands like a black line, trying to pierce his throat.

The boy propped his hands on the ground and thrust backwards with all his strength, so that he could dodge the blow.

It's not that his strength is gone, it's that his body has become sluggish, and he has no strength to deal with it.

"It's that floral!" The young man was shocked in his heart, his body had already experienced so much torture, and a variety of toxins coexisted in his body, but he was still affected.

But how could the young man know that if it weren't for the toxins in his body that neutralized the poisonous mist of this elixir, he would have been lying on the ground unconscious by now, this was a poison pill that had been refined with the core of the demon beast of the Wan'e flower.

Even the two of them only had one on them, which was their last means of survival, and even those in the early stage of foundation building would be unconscious for a while.

The boy kept dodging, but his body, which was already a little sluggish, could not be as good as it could be, and his body was soon scratched, and black blood flowed down the wounds one after another.

He didn't care about the wound, he couldn't feel the pain at all, Jiang Xiansheng was still looking for an opportunity to make a move, if he kept passively dodging, he would not escape death in the end.

"Damn, if it weren't for that elixir!" Jiang Xiansheng looked at the two people in front of him who were speeding up the offensive, and couldn't help but scold angrily in his heart.

The young man's thoughts wandered slightly, and one of them seized the opportunity to stab the dagger directly into the young man's arm.

But at this moment, the man in black felt a strong force, and then he was thrown directly to the wall with a palm.

Jiang Xiansheng exchanged his arm for the closeness of the man in black, he grabbed the dagger on his arm with his hand, and threw the man directly against the wall with his other hand.

Although his body movements were a little sluggish, once he was clung to it, with his current physical strength, he could seriously injure the enemy in just one attempt.

The other person saw that his companion was thrown directly against the wall with a loud bang, and the dagger in his hand emitted a black glow and went straight to Jiang Xiansheng's head.

In the next moment, Jiang Xiansheng pulled out the dagger on his arm, and retreated slightly, so that he could block that person's blow.

The metallic sound from the collision of daggers echoed throughout the room, and 'poof' Jiang Xian violently spat out a mouthful of blood, and the black and red blood spilled on the ground, which was so demonic.

Jiang Xiansheng's eyes were even colder, even though he vomited blood in his mouth, he still couldn't feel any pain.

Staring at the man, he threw the dagger in his hand forward, and the cold dagger rushed straight towards the face of the man in black like an arrow from the string.