Heavenly Star

Chapter 317: The Root of Hate

Ye Wuchen's terrible speculation turned into reality, brutally in front of her - she called a “father” for more than 20 years who was not his own father and who was most likely to harm his own father, and for whom he had demonstrated his talents, even willing to marry someone twice his age in order to firmly control the kingdom of Tianlong - who could endure such deception and blows, and whose daughter could endure holding her father in such a place for more than 20 years.

From time to time, she knew that Zongzhong was holding a madman. During the process of growing up, she would often hear the roar of that madman when she didn't want to go near it, and would be scared to escape... but it was impossible to imagine how he was his father.

The pain of a torn heart, the pain is almost impossible to breathe. She rushed forward, completely disregarding the mess she was not able to reach, pulled the gold chain around him and tried to forcibly break it. But she went to the extreme, and both hands turned ice-blue, and the ordinary chain had been easily broken, but the golden chain had no trace of damage. Moreover, she clearly felt her water balls disappear when she came into contact with the gold chain.

“It's useless, this is the treasure lock demon chain that the southern emperor left me with the southern emperor, nothing but the southern emperor's sword can break it. And for us, when blocked by the chain of locks, even the power from the southern emperor is blocked… Otherwise, how can they rest assured that I am alone here, never worried that I will escape or be rescued?” He shook his head and dragged it to the floor between his head swings, still covering his face.

“Who are they…?” Shui Mengchan gave up, she was powerless to stand there, smell, visual discomfort was completely unfelt, her mind was in a trance, she just wanted to know what the truth was and why everything was. Then, do whatever it takes to save her father.

Sword of the Southern Emperor...

Ye Wuchen, you won... you used a few short words again to stir up a big wave that you must be willing to see. Should I pay you, blame you, or thank you... I, Shui Mengchan, have long been an available piece of chess in your plan, and now I have to go in the direction you are pointing.

I will always be a loser in front of you.

It's okay to be timid, because it's okay to be thankful for knowing the truth. In this life, I don't want to be your enemy anymore.

“Who are they... they used to be my best partners, friends... most respected elders... water clouds, water clouds broken, water clouds shattered... water sealed, water in the water, water free, water free... these people, even if I turn to ash, I will never forget their names!! ”

He came up with more than thirty names in a row, every name, and he came up with a deep resentment. For a while, the air in this dark underground space was stained with deep resentment. His hatred for them had been deeply engraved in the bone marrow for 23 years, more than a day. Even if he eats his flesh, frustrates his bones, draws his muscles, and drinks his blood, he cannot rest.

Thirty people, this number does not count for the Southern Emperor Zong, who has so many people inside and outside, but every time Shui Mengchan hearts a beat, until he is finished, her heart has been filled with unspeakable horrors - these people, who are in the current Southern Emperor Zong, or outside, who hold the power, without exception!

“Shui Yunlan... who?” It's the only name she hasn't heard, and he puts it first. Can you see that he has the strongest hatred for this person?

“Shuiyunlan... Shuiyunlan... a man who looks exactly like me!!! ”

Shui Mengchan's body swayed violently for a moment.

Shui Yunlan... the one who called her father for more than 20 years... Turns out, they look exactly the same, no wonder...

And the person in front of her, her father, is the real water cloud.

“Father...” she finally cried with sadness... she can no longer remember what she cried last time, maybe a few years ago, maybe more than a decade ago... tear mask, when she remembered, it was always a smooth smile, always drowning at her bewilderment, let her make all sorts of excessive demands father... it was a very warm and beautiful childhood memory, two years later, “Father” changed, since then, her favorite father has left and suffered inhuman suffering in the blind day.

Sadness, pain, hatred, shame... she is no longer crying. Cry for your father, and for the life you have been completely deceived into playing.

The water clouds slowly closed his eyes, and a sound of Father, his cold to near death hearts poured out a strong warmth. It's called "affection.” After years of suffering and endurance, God finally opened his eyes and gave him back some of what he had been deprived of.

“Father, tell me... I want to know the truth... you pretend to be crazy here, but you don't want to fall, and you use that false madness shout every day to make people know that you exist, you must be waiting for me... Father, we can avenge together... I, can get the sword of the Emperor soon, and then you can go out... Father, they all have your tongue cut off long ago, can't speak, can only make strange noises. Why are you..."

The clouds of water rose slowly, and his eyes were still covered with the mist of sadness and joy, and he shrugged: “In those days, they did cut off my tongue, and I thought I could never speak again... but man was less than heaven, and in just a few days, my tongue regenerated automatically... and that's when I realized that the blood of the Southern Emperor that we possess is worth the blood of God, not only makes the wound heal fast, but also makes the lost limbs or organs reborn... We who possess the blood of pure God, after all, are not comparable to ordinary human beings. ”

“It turns out... this is how it is...” Shui Mengchan said.

“Your mother... is she okay? My son... your brother, isn't that a good name? How old is he? How high...” Suddenly the sound of the clouds of water suddenly became impatient, when the dawn of longing came, the desire in his heart and the connection of torn hearts was like a surge of tide, striking his heart.

When he asked about his mother, Shui Mengchan's heart became more sour. She now knew how much pain her mother had endured over the years. She knew all about it, but had to hide it from them and bear it by herself. How is it that her husband, who is not far away from her, will never see her again and will entrust herself to a man who harms her family?

That had lasted for more than two decades in a calm and calm life, hiding such a cruel reality.

That unspeakable hatred in my heart swelled again.

“Mother kissed her and never laughed, I knew that she was having a bad time, and I didn't know why until today. There is no shortage of him from rebellion, he... he never listened to the man, he didn't even want to talk to him more at the end. Relations with the people of the Patriarchate are also generally rigid, and many reject him. Later, when he was a teenager, he left his home far away, invading by himself, and threatened to find the sword of the Southern Emperor even if all the people of the Southern Emperor forgot to pass on the lives of generations. All these years, he kept in touch with me, but he no longer wanted to stay with the Southern Emperor except to go back and see his mother and father once in a while.” Shui Mengchan complained softly.

“Sister Fu...”

“No shortcomings…”

“Hahahahahaha, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! No problem, really deserves my son, really deserves my son Mizuyuntian, you can have this heart, even if I die soon, I can die and meditate...” He called the name of the son he had never seen before, tears and laughs. He suddenly felt that 23 years of torture would be enough to exchange such news, even if he died soon.

“Father, tell me what was born... tell me!” The longer the anxiety for answers prolongs, the more she loses control of her emotions. Faced with everything in front of her, she didn't know where to go for a while. Today, what choice she had to make and what she would face. But even if knowing the answer would result in a cruel turnaround in her life, she must know all about it.

Quiet around for a short time, the clouds of water held back his tears and his head was still drooling, sorting out his thoughts of total confusion under various shocks. For a long time, he slowly said, "That nightmare was born twenty-three years ago, when you were just two years old. ”

“Although I, the Southern Emperor Zong, have always had the power and power far above the arts and crafts, what we need is never to look out for the heavens, but to look for the Southern Emperor's sword and its master for the rest of our lives. A hundred years, a thousand years, a thousand years, generations passed, and the Southern Emperor was disappointed generation after generation. In the midst of this repeated disappointment, some other voices are increasing, and gradually, the interior of the Southern Emperor began to move and exhibit a dangerous trend of differentiation. ”

“When a perfectly normal person possesses power beyond the reach of others, there is a great power around him that can sweep the world. It is indeed not easy to accept that only a so-called mission can lead to the search for something that does not know whether it really exists or not, but that it is a lifetime of inaction. Especially after too many failures, even that mission began to be considered a lie. Over the years, there have been many signs of questioning and polarization, each of which has been suppressed. But a hundred years ago, a mutation in the North Emperor Sect greatly stimulated most of the hearts and minds of the Sect, and the division was getting stronger and stronger. There are too many people who want to step into the world and take power, who don't want to be just one person with extraordinary skills, but can only be left out of the world. ”

“Is that why… I knew it would be so…” I thought of the ambition of the “water cloud sky” that was really water cloud, and everything I had done over the years for his ambition, the hatred and regret in my heart could not be added.