Xuan Canglan stepped on the silver silk, balanced his body, and slowly walked to the edge of the pool.

With every step he took, he had to endure the pain of silk embedded in his flesh.

When he finally reached the end, his feet were already dripping with blood and blurred flesh.

But his eyes were incomparably bright, like a scarred but longing for affirmation, looking up at Cha Jiu.

"I did it, Lord Left Protector."

Cha Jiu gave him an approving look: "The strong never crave mercy from others, every step is a mountain of swords and a sea of blood." I look forward to seeing you one day when you become a Tsing Yi waiter. ”

Xuan Canglan pursed his lips and suppressed the excitement in his heart.

The fingers he put behind his back were about to snap with excitement.

Lord Left Protector...... said that he was looking forward to becoming a Tsing Yi waiter!

Cha Jiu knows that people like Xuan Canglan are born with a stubbornness.

Affirmation after his efforts is far more useful than mercy.

This is also the reason why Cha Jiu did not directly rescue him.

The system prompts: "Xuan Canglan's favorability is 90%." ”

Cha Jiu: "...... He's so innocent. ”

System: "No way, he's still a simple, loveless kid." ”

Xuan Canglan's father was a spy sent by Mingjian Villa to lurk, and in order to hide his identity, he married the woman of Wuji Hall who loved him deeply, that is, Xuan Canglan's mother.

But in the end, his father chose to kill his mother in front of him.

Then he fled back to Mingjian Villa with the information, and he didn't care about Xuan Canglan's life or death.

Xuan Canglan grew up in the name of a traitor and a lowly species, was bullied, and lived worse than the mud under his feet.

No one in this world loves him.

Including himself.

Cha Jiu: "No wonder Xuanyue in the previous life just saved him casually, he was so loyal and willing to die." ”

System: "After Xuan Canglan awakens and regenerates his memory, your task of giving birth to a child will not be so good." ”

"You won't let me do anything to him now." Cha Jiu looked at Xuan Canglan in front of him silently, thin and short, malnourished, and two heads shorter than her.

She was embarrassed: "He's only thirteen years old, and I can't do it." ”

System: "...... You're only sixteen years old, don't worry, don't worry. You have one more mission. ”

"What task?"

"Complete the revenge on Xuan Baiyu and eliminate Xuan Yue's resentment value."

In the dark and dark dungeon, a Tsing Yi waiter came from afar and bowed to Cha Jiu.

"Lord Zuo Protector, the hall master asks you to go to the main hall immediately."

The hall master was summoned in a hurry, probably because the mission information of the Infinite Hall had always been leaked recently.

"Got it." Cha Jiu replied lightly.

She threw a bottle of good wound medicine to Xuan Canglan and left with the Tsing Yi attendant.

Xuan Canglan held the small porcelain bottle tightly and cherished it very much.

He limped back to his lodgings—a very humble bunk of fifteen, with leaky windows and a wooden table with a missing corner except for the kang.

In the Wuji Palace, only the Tsing Yi waiter and above are equipped with separate rooms.

Even the Tsing Yi waiter can only live in a two-person room.

Not to mention the low-level gray clothes who don't even have a level and may die in training tomorrow.

Xuan Canglan's bed was not even on the bunk of the fifteen people.

Rather, it was the pile of weeds on the ground in the corner.

These gray clothes squeezed him out at the same time, and did not let him sleep in the bed.

But it doesn't matter, just be at peace with what you encounter, and accept it accordingly.

Xuan Canglan found the softest hay and woven it into a mattress, and then spread a thin quilt, which was okay.

There was no one in the room, so he went out to fetch water, washed his feet seriously, and then took out the wound medicine given by Cha Jiu and began to apply it.

He was very stingy with this bottle of wound medicine, and was only willing to apply a thin layer to the wound.

"Huh."

A cold sneer sounded in his ears, startling Xuan Canglan.

"Who?" He looked around vigilantly, but there was no human figure in sight.

The sound seemed to come out of nowhere.

"Don't look for it." The mysterious voice said, "I am in your head, I am you, you are me." ”

When the words fell, Xuan Canglan suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head.

A strange and vast memory poured into his mind like a ferocious tide, almost bursting his head.

He saw himself as an adult, stepping on the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, step by step from the gray clothes to the green clothes and the Xuanyi waiters, and went to the side of the Zuo Dharma Protector.

He also saw that Lord Zuo Protector sealed his martial arts for the sake of an elegant man in white, and pushed him off the Hundred Poison Pool with his own hands.

Countless poisons lay on him and gnawed.

The Gu technique made his white bones quickly grow bloody flesh.

In the end, he became a half-human, half-bone monster, the "puppet" of the elegant man, and was imprisoned in a dungeon that never saw the light of day.

Unbelief, unwillingness, despair, hatred......

These heavy emotions that do not belong to the ontology almost make Xuan Canglan's mind collapse.

He lay on the ground, holding his swollen head, desperately resisting: "No, these are things that haven't happened......"

The mysterious voice snorted coldly: "You are wrong, these are things that are about to happen." ”

"Do you think Xuanyue saved you because she pitied you and paid attention to you? She saved you on a whim, just like seeing an insignificant fallen leaf on the side of the road, stepping on it with interest, and listening to the sound of it being crushed. ”

"You're not even an ant to her."

Xuan Canglan was in extreme pain, still clenching the porcelain vase in his hand, maintaining the last self-awareness: "No...... No! She saved me...... He also said that he expected me to become a ...... in Tsing Yi."

The mysterious voice was even more disdainful: "What she expects is not you, but a handy knife, this knife can be used by you or by others." ”

Xuan Canglan gritted his teeth: "Then I'll ...... too." Be the only knife in her hand! ”

Mysterious voice: "......"

He no longer knows how to persuade himself in this life.

Yes, this voice of life that appeared in Xuan Canglan's mind was the consciousness after rebirth.

But this consciousness is too weak to fully occupy the body.

As a result, there are two consciousnesses in Xuan Canglan's body.

One is Xuan Canglan, who is reborn with hatred, and the other is the consciousness ontology of this life.

The former has only hatred.

The latter is entangled with all kinds of complex emotions.

There is worship and attachment to Chajiu, and at the same time, he is also afraid of the future.

These two consciousnesses are at war with each other, just to see which one can gain the upper hand, devour the other, and finally take over the body.

Xuan Canglan fainted.