Chapter 1492 Dog

The third continent is very special in the entire Cangmang Star, because there is no winter on the third continent, and it is almost spring all year round, but it happened that this year, it snowed.

It was not falling on the entire continent, but on a desert in this third continent, a baby was born under the falling snowflakes.

This is the seventh life of Meng Hao's clone. His family is very poor. His father is a guide in the desert. He has a camel and a local dog.

Because the local dog was frozen to death on the day he was born, his father insisted that he was called... Gou'er.

Gou'er had a bad fate. When he was three years old, his father was a guide for others. He was bitten by a poisonous snake in the desert. When he insisted on returning home, he died of poison.

After his mother buried her husband indifferently, she took care of Gou'er for another five years. When he was eight years old, she contacted a caravan that came here and left him with the others.

Before leaving, his mother told him that his father was a robber who killed her family as a guide and took her away by force to become his wife.

She thought about when the other party would die every day.

Gouer was silent, watching his mother go away, alone, until an old man told him to follow him and have food to eat. Gouer did not hesitate and left his hometown with the old man.

He thought he would get out of the Gobi Desert, but he did not expect that the old man was taken to the other side of the Gobi Desert and thrown into a purgatory on earth, where there were a group of children of the same age as him.

They received a lot of training here every day, training them how to... kill people!

In the following years, he saw too many people around him die, some were killed by others, some were killed by him, and some died tragically during training.

If you want to live, you must kill, and if you want to live, you must be cruel.

Gou'er wanted to live, so he had to kill people and be ruthless. He didn't trust anyone. There was no friendship between them, only mutual hostility and fighting.

Every year, a group of children were sent here, and every year, a large number of corpses were buried.

Gou'er gradually became numb. He didn't know when it started, but all the children here would show fear when they saw him, and even the adults would sometimes have similar eyes when they saw him.

"Is it because I don't look good?" Gou'er touched his face. He was sixteen years old this year, and his face was covered with scars, densely packed, and looked very hideous. That was the second year he came here. A big man cruelly carved his face because he refused to cooperate with him to do something that made him feel disgusted.

And that big man was beheaded by him in the fourth year.

He touched his right ear again, and it was empty there. His right ear was bitten off by the other party during a training where they killed each other and only one could survive. In that life-and-death battle, he also bit off the other party's throat.

The dog looked indifferent and looked at his neck again, where there was a scar.

He had too many scars like this on his body, but he didn't care.

When he was seventeen, he was taken away by the old man who brought him here that year, along with two teenagers and a girl. These three people, like him, killed countless people in the training ground in the Gobi Desert.

The four of them were sent by the old man to another training ground, where there were teenagers of the same age as him. The same boring life unfolded again until three years later, when the dog was twenty years old. In the final trial, he cut off hundreds of heads in the training ground, and he saw the fearful eyes of those people again. This time, even the old man showed such a look.

He didn't care and stood there silently.

The next few months were the happiest days for him. He was sent to learn some etiquette, and the doctor treated his body with some herbs he didn't know to eliminate scars.

The herbs were magical, and the scars on his face disappeared. Except for the right ear,

he still looked like a handsome young man.

Afterwards, he began to accept missions, going out to kill one after another on the entire continent, people designated by the old man, men, women, old, young.

He never asked about their identities, and always killed them cleanly and neatly, but he had a habit, he didn't want to see the other party have a right ear, so every time the mission was over, he would cut off the other party's right ear.

Gradually, time passed, ten years had passed, and he didn't know how many kills he had made. He just knew that there seemed to be a rumor outside that he seemed to have a new name besides the name Gou'er.

Cutting ears.

This name is not nice.

Originally, he thought that this might be his life, until he returned from a mission two years later. In that county town, he saw an old woman. The old woman was a beggar, her eyes were dug out, her tongue was cut off, her legs were broken, and she was begging there.

He stood in front of the old woman, smelling the stench from her body, looking at the rot on the broken leg, he understood that it was the mark of repeated breaks that prevented the bones from growing well.

His face, which had remained unchanged over the years, changed at that moment. He was somewhat dazed in silence, and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

It was the first time that he did not return at the scheduled time, and it was also the first time that he left the training ground and killed someone who was not designated.

In this county, he killed many people. He cut off the ears and throats of all those who threatened and hurt the old woman.

Until he found a wealthy family. It was said that the family used to be a merchant. He went in and killed the whole family. He helped the old woman and left.

This incident caused a sensation in the martial arts world. Countless arrests and arrests were launched against him. At the same time, his organization also sent other people to kill him.

The next few years were busy and exhausting for him. He was close to death countless times and struggled in crises countless times. Until that year, the old woman died.

She was not killed by someone, but died because of the serious injuries in her early years.

Until her death, she didn't know who took care of her all these years, and there was a line of words left on her tombstone.

"My mother."

The signature was Gou'er.

In front of his mother's grave, he was silent for a long time, and then there appeared figures around him. He was familiar with those people. They were all other killers in the organization.

These people did not speak. After a short silence, they burst into murderous intent. When the moment approached, when Gou'er looked up, he was like a wild dog, killing with ferocity.

As one person fell, in the end, when he was the only one standing there, he felt that these people were too weak. He shook his head, cut off their ears, left here, and went to a place where he thought others could not find him. He was a little tired of killing people, and returned to his home in the Gobi Desert, where he settled down and inherited his father's work alone, becoming a guide in the Gobi Desert.

Ten years passed in a flash. One day ten years later, a group of people came here and surrounded the house where he was. An old man walked out of the crowd. He became older and seemed to tremble when he walked. He stared at him.

"Kill." After a long time, the old man spoke softly.

A killing was staged here, and one body after another fell. Although Gou'er was injured, it was not important. Until everyone fell, he sighed and came to the old man. The old man was silent, and in bitterness, he thought about what the child who was replaced by him in the organization would say.

But the knife flashed.

Gou'er frowned and looked at the corpses around him. He thought for a while, left here, went to the training ground on the Gobi Desert, went to another training ground, and finally went to the headquarters of the organization.

He didn't know how many people he killed along the way. It seemed that he had returned to the past. Either you killed people, or others killed you.

Until he killed them all, he returned to the Gobi Desert with fatigue and continued to serve as a guide. Year after year, year after year, he didn't know how long it had passed. He had become an old man. When his body gradually weakened, he looked at the Gobi Desert and touched his empty right ear. In a trance, he saw snowflakes falling. He seemed to see a long rainbow flying rapidly between the sky and the earth in the distance. There seemed to be a woman's figure in the long rainbow.

In the snowflakes, in the blur, he closed his eyes.

The seventh life ended. With the flight of the soul and the re-entry into reincarnation, the long rainbow in the distance seemed to approach at the speed of life.

That was a beautiful woman. She stared at the dog's corpse in front of her, feeling the meaning of reincarnation around her, and tears flowed from her eyes.

"Master..." This woman was Yan'er. She had been searching for a long time and found this place. She felt the familiar fluctuations here, but she was still a step late.

She knew that the master had reincarnated again.

After a long silence, Yan'er looked at the dog's corpse and buried it. When she turned around, her eyes showed persistence and determination. Following the reincarnation breath here, she flew out again.

She believed that she could find the master, and... getting closer and closer.

This year, on the second continent, Meng Hao's clone, after condensing the seven marks of the ninth forbidden, began his eighth life. Every time he reincarnated, a branch of the immortal root in his soul would shine, and after each reincarnation, his memory was also sealed, like a new life -

Calling

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