Did you know you were wrong

Immortal Chongxiu hadn't seen anyone for three days since the king of Wu Guoguo left that day. He was lying on the ground, neither wanting to move nor being able to move. The smell of blood in the room was extremely strong, corroding his heart. It has never happened in 6000 years, he is very strange and familiar, the colder the room is, the more dreamlike it feels to him.

The sound of crickets came in through the window, and he tried to squeeze out a bloody flower all over the ground, all of which he vomited out himself.

"Does the fairy have something to say?" The maid outside the house asked sharply when she heard the voice.

Immortal Chongxiu didn't speak, he just looked at the blood and felt his throat was bitter and tight.

"The monarch explained that the fairy clothes can have something to eat and water to drink when the clothes are soft."

He wouldn't die if he didn't eat or drink water. With his body, even if he lost his mana, his foundation would still be there, but he couldn't live without food. Thirst and hunger were both things that drained the mind.

Immortal Chongxiu closed his eyes, listening to the silence outside.

"Didn't I ask you to set up a bamboo pipe outside to drip water, why haven't you done it yet! A bunch of trash!"

"It will be fine soon, there is another hour, one hour is enough."

"Enough? Hurry up!" The sound of the whip sounded.

Immortal Chongxiu opened his eyes and closed them again.

In this way, another seven days passed.

In front of his eyes appeared the king of the state of Wu.

"Immortal, why are you still silent? Could it be that this place is really so good that even if an immortal suffers here, he won't want to leave?"

The sound of rustling kept ringing, and many tools were moved in.

"I don't call myself a widow in front of the immortal. I heard that the immortal grew up in a family of cultivators since he was a child. The immortal's father is the most powerful under King Yin, so the immortal did not suffer when he was young. After a few years of training, he was Replaced King Yin and became the master of the world. Like an immortal, I am afraid that he has never seen the suffering of the people, no matter how downcast a monk is, he is different from an ordinary person, right?"

"Immortals are seldom hungry. After all, immortals will fast when they are very young. After fasting, they will stop eating." King Wu Guoguo kicked the worshiping immortal on the ground.

"Immortals are not afraid of death, because the life of an immortal is very long, and the change of dynasties is just a struggle of ants in front of an immortal."

"Immortals are of course even more ruthless."

Lord Wu Guoguo looked left and right, all the tools he needed had been brought up, so that no one else was needed to be present, slapped left and right, and Lord Wu Guoguo sat on the bloody muddy bed.

"No matter how bloody a bed is, it's more comfortable than the floor. I've thought a lot these days, the immortal is above everyone else

"After reading too much, I feel that immortals really have nothing but beauty. Fortunately, beauty is still superior. It's different from ordinary people like me."

Sitting on the bed, King Wu Guoguo bent down and looked at Immortal Chongxiu. He had a thick and rough rope in his hand.

"Someone told me that immortals like ropes. I don't know if it's true."

Immortal Chongxiu's eyes narrowed, and he tried to raise his head to look at Lord Wu, "Who told you that."

Mr. Wu Guoguo played with the rope in his hand, and listened to the hoarse voice of Chongxiu Immortal, "It seems that I really like it. I didn't expect that Immortals still have such a preference. It is really an eye-opener."

Immortal Chongxiu tried his best to stretch out his hand to support his body, trying to stand up, but fell to the ground.

He had indeed bound people with ropes before, just like the subordinates of King Yin had tied him with ropes, he had also tied up King Yin with ropes, and he would not give King Yin food or drink for the pregnant and powerless King Yin It's not that he deliberately abused King Yin, but that he didn't want to see King Yin, seeing him once every ten days was his limit.

"It's not good to be hungry, but it's even worse to be thirsty."

"To monks, these are insignificant." Immortal Chongxiu said.

The king of the state of Wu didn't respond, "Well, I think so too, otherwise the immortal would have died long ago, so why would he be suffering in the state of Wu?" He casually threw the rope outside the door, and the long rope was like a flying snake, "Whoosh "The ground disappeared.

"Someone ordered you." Immortal Chongxiu said, his voice was extremely tired.

"No one instructed me, I want to try it myself. It's just that someone told me something, which made me feel that immortals are not so sacred. If I picked up immortals a year ago, I might offer them up, for fear that immortals would touch them in pain. But now I only feel that the Immortal is a sanctimonious hypocrite who has no skin to deceive people, so I feel cheated, and I feel very uncomfortable, and this discomfort can only be cut off at the root."

"Your appearance is no different from the villain who hears the wind is the rain." Immortal Chongxiu coughed a few times, "My old friend was like this 6000 years ago. He thought I was a hypocrite and tortured me."

"and after?"

"He died for me."

Wu Guoguo held his head and thought for a while, "If he always thinks you are a hypocrite, he will always be able to live. If he thinks you are not, he will die. So, are you still a hypocrite?"

This look obviously angered Lord Wu Guoguo, he walked to the wall, took the whip from the hanger, and walked in front of Immortal Chongxiu.

"Let me tell you, there are too many people who will not wake up, and will never wake up in their lifetime. If you force others to believe in you, you should be beaten!"

The first whip has been swung down, and with the force of the wind, it hits the blood-covered skin, revealing the delicate flesh.

Immortal Chongxiu didn't even move.

Lord Wu Guoguo naturally didn't stop his hand, he whipped three times at the same place, the bones were deep enough, he stopped his hand without the slightest hesitation, and squatted beside Immortal Chongxiu.

"You don't want others to touch you. You think the world is dirty, and the world thinks you are dirty." Pulling off the light shirt of the Chongxiu Immortal, completely exposing the scar, Wu Guoguo stretched out his hand and put it on the exposed bone. , with a sudden force, the broken flesh trembled under his hands.

Immortal Chongxiu didn't make a sound, but trembled uncontrollably.

His body was covered in cold sweat, and he could only hear his heavy breathing.

"Oh, it's really strange that immortals can still sweat." Wu Guoguo rubbed the wound to make it bigger and bigger, the blood soaked the ground and covered the entire body of the immortal Chongxiu.

"It's completely useless for you to do this, the pain is just something outside of the body." The tone of the immortal Chongxiu was very steady.

"Yes, external things." Wu Guoguo looked at the suffering face of Immortal Chongxiu, held his head up and thought for a while.

Picking up the dagger, he leaned close to the face of Immortal Chongxiu, "Your face always makes me unable to do anything, it feels like a blasphemy, why don't you cut it off, and let you try without this face."

He moved after speaking, Mr. Wu Guoguo was never a procrastination person.Over the past year, because he wanted to force the painting to be kept at that time, he was often criticized by the ministers, and the more he talked, the more annoying he became, and now he looked at the face of Chongxiu Immortal without the solemn feeling at the beginning. Annoyed.

Putting the dagger on the white face and rubbing it, a good dagger has dust on it, Wu Guoguo rubbed it a few more times in disbelief, and as a result, more and more blood ashes.

Immortal Chongxiu closed his eyes, the cold blade cut his skin one after another, causing small and numerous scars, which brought stinging pain, but he was deprived of his perception by the more painful wound before.

"Do you like your face?"

It doesn't matter what he looks like if he doesn't like it, the only people who care about this face are those around him.

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Wu Guoguo leaned in front of him, his face was almost close to his, and whispered in his ear: "Do you know what I'm going to do?"

I don't know, but there is a voice outside, "Can't you hear footsteps?"

As a cultivator who worships immortals, his senses in all aspects are much stronger than those of Wu Guoguo.He said that if there are footsteps, there must be footsteps.

"You're bluffing me." Wu Guoguo didn't believe it, he leaned over to the slender neck of Chongxiu Immortal, and gently scratched it with his breath, but he couldn't do it for a long time.

"You heard footsteps." Immortal Chongxiu turned his face to the side. He hated this feeling of similar breath. When he was young, his mana was weak and his breath was not long enough, so he could feel his own breath, but his own disgusted him. .King Yin has never been like this, the long and shallow breath that is unique to those with high cultivation levels often makes him unaware, and it seems particularly comfortable.

The footsteps of "da" and "da" became louder and louder, calm and powerful, without any sloppy, every step stepped on people's hearts.

Immortal Chongxiu's heart calmed down, he closed his eyes, listened to the voice, and understood that it was King Yin who came.

The door rang, and there was a "Gada", and something fell to the ground.

It was the dagger in the hands of Lord Wu. He stood up straight, staring blankly, put his hands behind him in a daze, and rubbed it vigorously, as if to wipe off all the blood, so as not to stain the person in front of him.

"You, why are you here?" The voice sounded like a boy in Huaichun, completely different from before.

Immortal Chongxiu looked up helplessly, he understood why Lord Wu's attitude towards him was so.

Those who have met King Yin, if they weren't monks under him, how could they put him first. He was afraid that he would do whatever King Yin asked him to do.

The sound of footsteps is still ringing, and it has come to my ears.

"You ordered everything?" Immortal Chongxiu asked.

King Yin looked down at the ground, but his head seemed to be hanging high, "Do you think Gu would do such a boring thing?"

"I didn't before, but now I don't know. If I know, it doesn't mean that I have lost my magic power."

"How many unconscionable things you have done! The sky can't stand it, and you deserve to lose your mana!" Wu Guojun roared, and he walked towards King Yin.

King Yin didn't look at him, but said: "You talk too much."

The next moment, Lord Wu's throat tightened, he couldn't speak, he could only suddenly look at King Yin with a terrifying look, as if he didn't dare to open his eyes to look at the person in front of him until then, and this opening, Then I realized that I had admitted the wrong person, not only the wrong person, but also said the wrong words and done the wrong things.

Immortal Chongxiu saw the last look in the eyes of Lord Wu, and also heard what King Yin said to Lord Wu.

"Lonely people are never to be touched by ants like you."

Mr. Wu Guoguo was grasped by a pair of invisible hands for his entire life. His eyes were getting bigger and bigger and more and more blurred, but he tried to say the last words, "No, no, you are not..." His seven orifices were bleeding , It was poured all over the body in a short period of time, as if all the skin was cracked, and it was crushed by mana, turning into a puddle of blood.