This eerie environment is impossible to get rid of, and every resistance is suppressed by invisible forces.

Zhang Gong bit her lip tightly, her thoughts in turmoil.

Zhang Gong came to the kitchen, the environment was even more terrifying, and the room was filled with a heavy smell of blood.

She gripped the knife tightly and stared at the blade, the cold metal making a screeching sound in her hands.

The blade was sharpened repeatedly in her hand, making a high-pitched chirp, as if to foreshadow the horror to come.

Her heart was filled with deep fear and uneasiness, and her thoughts were in turmoil.

She tries to escape this twisted reality, but no matter how hard she tries, she is bound by this eerie environment and cannot escape.

Suddenly, a baby's cry came, piercing and poignant.

Zhang Gong's body trembled violently, and there was a hint of madness in her gaze.

She rushed into the room, the knife in her hand clenched tightly, her eyes flashing with a fierce light.

"You're crazy!!!" Grandma and Mom screamed, and Father grabbed her arm desperately.

But with the crazy power of Zhang Gong, he couldn't stop her moves.

With all her strength, she slashed the knife at the infant baby.

The sword flashed, and blood splattered.

Her father gave her a backhand push, and the blade slammed into her head.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly staining the baby and everything around him red.

Zhang Gong's eyes widened, and her gaze revealed an endless despair and pain.

Time seemed to stand still for a moment, and then, she fell, and life was completely lost in this moment.

The kitchen was filled with a heavy smell of gore and death.

The family stared at the scene in front of them, unable to believe what was happening in front of them.

Their hearts were filled with endless grief and pain, and their world completely collapsed at this moment.

This twisted and eerie story once again satirizes human nature and the impermanence of fate.

When he said this, the blind half-immortal gasped, and the sweat on his forehead dripped on the floor, making him even more distressed and tired.

I finally understood what he had said, and my heart was full of shock and doubt, and I said in the affirmative, "You are the baby who was born later!" ”

The blind half-immortal shook his head, his eyes flashed with a complicated light, and he said with a wry smile: "No, I'm not. ”

At this moment, the Dream Eater Tapir let out a low howl, and there was a hint of disdain in its gaze.

It said contemptuously, "Well, if he were that baby, he wouldn't be blind." ”

The blind half-immortal smiled bitterly, his voice full of endless sadness and self-reproach: "Yes, all this is my own sin. It was only after I accidentally killed my own daughter that I finally repented. Why should I be different, why should I be obsessed with finding a boy to inherit my craft? I can obviously let both Mei and Xiaogong learn......"

His voice grew deeper and deeper, and his eyes were filled with endless remorse and pain.

He realized his mistake and selfishness, but it was too late.

My heart was filled with irony and helplessness, and the family was ruined because of its obsession with gender.

They longed for a boy, but they were unwilling to accept the girl's existence, and the result was nothing but tragedy and suffering.

The atmosphere in the environment is becoming more and more oppressive and eerie, as if to mock and warn people about gender prejudice and pursuit.

The world is filled with countless ironies and absurdities, and it reveals the twists and selfishness of human nature.

The blind half-immortal sat weakly on the ground, tears sliding down his face.

He knew that he could no longer undo what had happened, that his family had been destroyed and that his daughter had left him.

I was silent for a moment, witnessing the absurdity and tragedy of all this, and my heart was filled with shock and despair.

I hesitated and said, "Don't you have a son?" You can also teach him well to stop this from happening. ”

The Dream Eater laughed mockingly, its voice full of sarcasm and malice: "His son has long been killed by his own angry hands!"

Although he said that he regretted it, in fact he only resented the arrival of this son, which had caused his years of accumulation to be tainted with the cause and effect of death, and became a failure.

So, after this incident, he completely switched to another path of cultivation! Zhao Rui, when you hear this, do you still choose to believe him?!!!! ”

My heart instantly fell into deep pain and confusion.

The world is full of endless irony and absurdity, morality has been left behind, and human nature has been reduced to slavery to desire.

The family's obsession with gender led to tragedy, and now even the blind half-fairy himself has become one of the creators of evil.

The atmosphere in the environment is even more oppressive and eerie, as if the hand of darkness is quietly looming over the fate of this family.

I felt a cold wind passing by, and my heart was filled with fear and uneasiness. The family has been shrouded in a curse and cannot escape this doom.

The blind half-immortal sat feebly on the ground, tears sliding down his face, and his eyes filled with endless pain and remorse.

He knew that he could no longer undo what had happened, that his family had been completely destroyed, and that his daughter had left him forever.

I gazed at him silently, feeling deep sympathy and helplessness for the heart of this blind half-immortal.

His mistakes and selfishness brought endless pain and remorse, and now he has fallen into the abyss of despair, unable to regain what he has lost.

In this twisted and absurd world, how can we get rid of gender biases and obsessions? How can we truly understand and accept the existence of others? These questions burst out in my mind with countless thoughts and doubts.

I soaked up the eerie atmosphere and looked around and the scene around me became more eerie and desolate. Dim light filtered in through the dilapidated windows, casting blurred shadows. There was a suffocating sense of depression in the air, as if countless ulterior secrets were hidden.

The voice of the blind half-immortal appeared even more low and sad through this strange atmosphere. He whispered, "Yes, I've done a lot of wrong things, but I'm ...... At that time, I was really stunned. Whether you believe it or not, none of these things come from my own heart. ”

His voice was filled with self-reproach and endless remorse, as if trying to explain his actions.

His demeanor was misty, and his eyes revealed deep pain and guilt.

His body trembled, as if under tremendous pressure from within.

I stared at him, my heart filled with mixed emotions.

His words made me wonder, didn't he really do these wrong things out of his heart?

I felt a wave in my heart that touched my understanding and sympathy for him.