The group's favorite junior sister returns to save the whole family of resentful villains

No, no, no... No, no—

This is not right!

The rebellious little black bug's eyes widened, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Those who are possessed by demons are different from ordinary people.

They discard a lot of useless emotions, so they never empathize.

How can someone who cannot empathize shed tears because of sadness?

"Snapped!"

The rebellious little black bug threw away his sword and stepped back with trembling legs.

"thump."

However, after taking a few steps back, the rebellious little black bug's legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

He stared at the broken sword on the ground as if he had seen a ghost.

No, no…no, no, no!

"Red Moonlight!"

The rebellious little black bug opened the chat group and almost yelled: "What did you do to me?!"

But this roar no longer had the violent anger and violence of the past, instead it carried a hint of cowardice.

However, the red moonlight that would respond to him in the past was now very quiet.

The rebellious little black bug knelt in the silent tomb of the gods, looking at the dead silent chat group, and inexplicably felt as if he was the only one left in the world.

A huge feeling of loneliness enveloped him.

He seemed to be abandoned by the world.

This feeling is very familiar.

He seemed to have experienced it.

No, no no no… He had never experienced that.

The first time he opened his eyes, he was born a ghost cultivator.

He died of starvation, so he was a starving ghost.

He didn't know what loneliness, sadness, or pain were. He only knew that he was hungry. He was really hungry.

He was tortured by hunger all the twelve hours of the day and ate whatever he saw.

Flowers, trees, wild fruits and vegetables.

He even gnawed the ground because of hunger.

Until he was locked in this dark tomb of the gods, the only thing on his mind was hunger and the desire to eat.

When did he feel lonely?

when……

wrong.

Indeed, there was that time.

That is……

His life time.

To be precise, it is when you are about to die.

The evil cultivator who enjoyed cruel experiments locked him in the deepest part of a high-rise building and used him as a test subject, doing all kinds of bloody and brutal things to him, then laughing when he wailed in pain.

Even as a dragon, he couldn't endure endless torture.

In the end, he died in the basement which was narrow and quiet to him.

The evil cultivator was being hunted by the righteous cultivators, and they did not dare to take him with them to escape, nor did they dare to return to their lair.

He was forgotten under a tall building and starved to death.

The memories that had been forgotten with death are gradually revived at this moment.

The rebellious little black bug stared at the sword on the ground, shaking and trembling all over, unable to move.

Memories flooded my mind.

He remembered.

Before his death, his body had been dissected by the demon cultivators, leaving half of it as a dragon body and half as dragon bones.

Compared to the proud dragon clan, he looks more like a broken and terrifying demon.

But he did not have the arrogance of a demon. Instead, he was like a poor little thing, huddled in a small basement.

Because of hunger, he bit his sleeves which were soaked in blood and dried and hardened.

At the last moment of his death, he bit his sleeve and murmured a word between his lips and teeth -

"mother."

I want to see you.

He did not expect anyone to rescue him or leave that dark, narrow, lonely and terrifying basement.

He just wanted to see his mother for the last time.

When he came into this world, his mother carried him in her arms.

Therefore, when he left this world, he also hoped to be held in his mother's arms.

But my mother didn't come.

He and his mother were unable to see each other for the last time.

No one could hug him.

By the time the rebellious little black bug reacted, he had already crawled to the broken sword, stretched out his hand, and gently held it in his arms.

"……mother?"

The rebellious little black bug was in tears, his vision so blurred that he couldn't even see the sword in his arms.

But he could feel the warmth on the sword.

The rebellious little black bug's voice trembled: "Mom, it's me, Xiao An."

The East Sea is dark.

your child.

"Om-"

In Dong Ming's arms, the Farewell Sword, which had been as quiet as a dead object, suddenly trembled after hearing his words.

The clear roar of a dragon echoed in the silent tombs of the gods.

The blinding red color rushed up to the sky, and there seemed to be a long dragon swimming around.

Dong Ming was bathed in the red light and felt a warm current flowing throughout his body.

The looming dragon shadow encircled him, as if hugging him gently.

The huge dragon head drooped slightly and looked at him from a distance.

In Dongming's dim vision, he saw the dragon shadow transform into a human form.

The familiar face was within reach.

Even though blurry, those scarlet-gold eyes were extremely clear, revealing kindness and hiding thoughts that spanned ten thousand years. She looked at him with a smile, her forehead touching his.

Dong Ming'an couldn't hold it in any longer and cried out.

"mother--"

He hugged the shadow tightly, but in the end he only hugged the Farewell Sword.

The broken sword was sharp, but Dong Ming'an held it tightly without hurting him at all.

At the moment when the man and the sword embraced each other, a red dragon shadow appeared on the sword, like a sword light floating across the sky.

The black gas floating around Dong Ming'an was ruthlessly cut off by the red dragon shadow!

A distorted whistle was heard in the air, and then there was no more life.

……

Forest maze.

Under the control of the Undead Tree, the branches covering the sky slowly spread out, and she and the Bald Chicken both saw the red dragon shadow rising into the sky.

It almost lit up half of the sky above the tombs of the gods.

"……miracle."

The Undying Tree murmured, "When Red Moonlight held that sword, I could feel that the real dragon was dead and separated from the spirit."

The artifact has spirit.

A sword without soul, even if it was transformed from a real dragon, can only be a ninth-grade spiritual weapon and cannot be upgraded to a divine weapon.

But now, what do they see?

If the dragon shadow that soars into the sky is not a sword spirit, then what is it?

Bald Chicken was also stunned. After hearing what the Immortal Tree said, he said, "I have seen too many miracles in her. This is not surprising at this moment."

Not long after, the Immortal Tree and the Bald Chicken heard footsteps, coming from far away.

The two demons looked up and saw someone slowly walking out from the shadows of the trees.

The bald chicken recognized the rebellious little black bug at a glance. Although he didn't know his condition or whether he was still possessed, he still couldn't help but take a step forward.

The rebellious little black bug just walked out of the shadows at this moment, his pair of black and white eyes were red, and it was obvious that he had been crying.

He held the Farewell Sword in his arms and sobbed, "I am not an abandoned child."

The bald chicken was startled when he heard this, and then his eyes turned red.

He knew what the rebellious little black bug was talking about.

The rebellious little black bug is a starving ghost. Even after becoming a ghost cultivator, he is still obsessed with food and often makes jokes.

So some of his enemies said to him that the world today is full of spiritual energy, and there are spiritual fruits and food everywhere. Even the poorest mortals would not starve their children to death. Only abandoned and unwanted children would starve to death and become starving ghosts.

They said these words deliberately to provoke the rebellious little black bug, mocking him as an abandoned child who ended up starving to death because no one wanted him.

At that time, the rebellious little black bug always looked silly and was unmoved by the ridicule.

On the contrary, his good friends like Bald Chicken were always irritated by these words and started quarreling with the other party.

The bald chicken kept scolding the rebellious little black bug for being stupid, and he didn't get angry even when he was scolded like that.

“…You idiot!”

The bald chicken strode forward, hugged the rebellious little black bug, and scolded: "If you care, just say it earlier! If I had known this would happen, I shouldn't have just smashed those people's mouths, I should have cut off their tongues so that they can no longer say anything bad about you!"

At the end, Bald Chicken choked up and said, "You are not an abandoned child, you are a loved child."

You are, precious child.