There was no running away, no calling for help, no struggling, no yelling.
Because in the face of absolute power, all efforts are useless.
Ye Jia's clenched fists slowly loosened, and his palms felt empty and painful, as if he longed for the blade in his hand, and blood spattered three steps.
But he knew he had been caught by them.
Caught again.
This kind of thing has happened countless times during this period.
The person behind him was playing with himself like an ant.
Ye Jia turned around slowly and stiffly, and knelt down in front of Dingzhou City, facing the direction behind him, with his back to Dingzhou City, "I didn't want to go into the city, I... I was just hungry. , I’m just hungry.”
"I just want to eat a bowl of noodles."
"It's just a bowl of noodles. I haven't eaten noodles for a long, long time."
There was a sound of wind passing by Ye Jia's ears. His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he leaned to the ground, humbler than dust, and said in a low voice: "Please, kill me..."
"The villain doesn't know where he offended the two Dragon Kings, but...the adults don't remember the villain's faults. I beg you two to be kind and give the villain a happy life!"
Ye Jia didn't know why this happened.
He just went down the mountain to buy a book, and then he met these two murderers. They didn't kill him, they just tortured and played with him endlessly.
Pull out his teeth, destroy his internal organs, burn his hair, beat and torture day and night.
Under the hood, under Ye Jia's pale skin, the bulging veins were particularly obvious.
There seemed to be something alive surging in his blood vessels, and every pulse of his blood vessels brought a strange tremor.
It was as if something was impatiently trying to break out of the ground.
It was a drop of dragon's blood.
Ao Lu poured his own dragon's blood into Ye Jia's throat, so that no matter where he ran, the drop of dragon's blood would react with Ao Lu, and he could easily find Ye Jia.
The same drop of dragon blood can also sense Ye Jia's own emotions. If he has any tendency to commit suicide, this drop of dragon blood will immediately rush into Ye Jia's elixir house and turn the world upside down so that he will never do anything again. of strength.
No one answered Ye Jia's question. The rising sun made Ye Jia sweat. He slowly raised his head and saw Ao Lu and Ao Ren standing in front of him, neither speaking nor moving, just looking at him.
A chill snaked down his back, making him shiver.
"Why don't you kill me?"
"Why me!"
Ye Jia murmured, his whole body trembling, and his fingers on the ground unconsciously dug the soil into the palm of his hand. Between his nails, sweat and tears mixed together and dripped to the ground, turning into a puddle of mud, "Please You guys, kill me, I don’t want to run away anymore, kill me!”
Ao Lu walked forward unhurriedly, bent down, looked at Ye Jia who was kneeling on the ground with his head lowered and seemed particularly obedient, leaned into his ear, and said softly and sinisterly: "You want to commit suicide? "
"It's a beautiful thought."
Ye Jia suddenly lost his strength and collapsed on the ground. He looked at the particularly dazzling sun in the sky and listened to the joyful voices of the people in Dingzhou City behind him. He covered his eyes and cried with a smile. His laughter was hollow, as if I saw the rest of my life without any light, and the tortured days and nights to come.
The sorrow turned into poisonous wine and flooded his throat together with tears, burying him in despair.
Sunlight made a warm coffin for Ye Jia who fell on the ground.
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Surrounded by grass, in a dark and hidden cave, Wang Xiaomo sat cross-legged on a simple bluestone and looked inside at his body.
She has been very contented recently.
The number of believers in Jiuzhou has grown to nearly half a million, and the continuous power of faith from all over Jiuzhou is constantly transforming her flesh and muscles day and night.
Now she not only has a little gold in her blood, nor does her sweat turn into gold foil, bringing wealth, she can now try to change her wealth, turning golden wealth into black, and turning black wealth into gold.
She thoroughly enjoys the process of changing other people's destiny.
She also liked the feeling of having power.
But after all, these things cannot be put on the table, so after arriving in Dacheng Village, she recommended Wang Fuyao to practice swordsmanship under Senior Brother Li Jiutuan in the Old Mother Palace, and also gave her a letter written by herself.
I don’t know if the senior brother has noticed anything unusual in his small yard.
Wang Xiaotai concentrated her thoughts and closed her eyes in this nameless cave. After a thousand turns, the world in front of her suddenly opened up.
The spiritual thoughts spread out along with the golden power of faith.
She saw Xiaobao dancing around the fire in Dingzhou City. This was the Star Festival in Dingzhou.
She also saw thousands of believers kneeling devoutly before their statues, and billions of golden shimmer particles slowly rising from people's heads. Wang Xiaotai's thoughts stopped. She listened carefully to the prayers of those believers, and her heart With a slight movement of thought, the double-pupil eye on the right hand of the statue of Fuyao Empress blinked at a very fast speed where no one noticed it.
Wang Xiaotai turned the wealth of believers who came to pray to become rich into a dull red.
As for the improvement of wealth, will other things also get better?
She is just the God of Wealth, only giving away money and not caring about other things.
Wang Xiaotai exhaled slightly, opened her eyes, her eyes full of energy, and held her palms. She could feel the power of faith constantly running in it, washing away the blocked meridians. Her muscles were strong, although she was still far away from becoming a god. It's a long way away, but she is already very different from the Wang Xiaotai she used to be.
If we return to Jinghe River, when the Qiantang dragon comes, although he cannot kill Qiantang, at least Wang Xiaotai can guarantee that he can take his parents and friends to leave Anding County and Jinghe River and run far away.
It feels so good to have power.
"Are you awake?" Changsheng handed a small box to Wang Xiaotai who opened his eyes, "I just got the fairy mushroom this month, so eat it while it's fresh."
Wang Xiaotai nodded, opened the box, picked up the thin piece of meat with her hands, stuffed it into her mouth and swallowed it without chewing much.
"I see you've been sleeping better and better lately," Changsheng poured a glass of water for Wang Xiaotai, "You were snoring a little just now."
"Do gods also snore?" Wang Xiaotai raised her eyebrows, took the glass of water, and drank it down in one gulp.
Changsheng laughed and reached out to brush away the golden sweat that fell from Wang Xiaomo's face, "You haven't become a god yet. Why, after you become a god, you can't snore?"
Wang Xiaotai also smiled, as if she really couldn't imagine the god snoring, "I don't know why, but I've been sleeping really well recently."
She barely slept much in the past few years. She had nightmares every night, was burdened with debts, and couldn't sleep at night. Whenever she closed her eyes, she could see the bloody mess of eight hundred miles of the Jing River.
But since she left the Lishan Mother Palace and embarked on the road to becoming a god through the power of faith, she was actually able to close her eyes and rest for a while at night. The warm and comfortable feeling was like returning to her mother's arms when she was a child. Has a light, reassuring fragrance.
Wang Xiaotai felt the golden power of faith surging and washing in her body. Is it probably related to the power of faith?
The power of faith really makes me feel at ease.
"But Xiao Tai, you are really amazing. I have never seen anyone eat so much mushrooms." Changsheng put away the empty box in amazement. This kind of box is specially made for holding mushrooms. Ensure the freshness of the fairy mushrooms to the greatest extent.
A box of celestial beings.
In the eternal storage ring, such empty boxes have piled up into a mountain in the storage ring.
"I heard that even the God of Taste in the sky asked who is consuming such a large amount of fairy mushrooms recently." Changsheng shrugged, "I don't know if it's true or not."
The God of Tao...the god of the Immortal Tower, the Immortal Zhizhi that made Wang Xiaotai step into the path of immortality is the masterpiece of God of Tao.
She had no experience before, but now Wang Xiaotai knows that this so-called immortal mushroom is immortal meat.
Eating three hundred immortal pills per day...perhaps it is not an exaggeration.
I don’t know what the background of this Tao God is, but he can open the business of Immortal Mushroom all over the land of Jiuzhou, and he can openly create false gods without being ostracized by heaven and earth.
Wang Xiaomo stretched out on the stone bed. No matter who he is, as long as he can help me, he is the greatest benevolent god in the world.
That is to say, it’s time to reach the next point where I’m more “satisfied” ╮(╯▽╰)╭
I changed my introduction. I don’t know if this introduction will be better. I’m really not good at writing this kind of thing╮(╯▽╰)╭.
Thanks to Liang Dazhuang, book friend 20170704091920999 for his monthly ticket support!
Thank you also to Liyue No. 1 Xianyu classmate for your reward and encouragement!
Thanks to classmate Xu Yaowen for submitting the new introduction. Hahaha, you are so talented!
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