Chapter 4365 Give Up

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Why should this be so.

Sang Liang asked: "Is it because of Zhengqing? Because Zhengqing is gone, do you blame me?"

Apart from this reason, Sang Liang couldn't think of any other reason.

No one knew that Zhengqing, who was so energetic and struggling every day, would suddenly have the will to die and then destroy himself without hesitation?

Uncle Tai said calmly: "It has nothing to do with you. This is a matter between me and him. He will have this result sooner or later."

After making a certain decision, this is the result, and this result will come sooner or later.

Sang Liang breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Then why do you want me to leave again?"

Uncle Tai: "Not only you, but everyone has to leave."

Sang Liang: "Why do you have to leave? Just leave you here alone. I can always stay with you."

Uncle Tai waved his hand and said of course: "No, I fell into a deep sleep, and there is no point in keeping you there."

"I can guard you, even if you are asleep." It doesn't matter if you go outside, it's better to guard a sleeping person.

The uncle stopped talking and returned to his cave, lying on the stone bed and sleeping, leaving Sang Liang with a changeable expression.

He will not leave. Even if all the people in this organization have left, he will stay, even if he and his uncle rot in this sea of ​​laws.

How irritating, in the end, Uncle Tai still let these souls go, let go of the people in the organization.

But everyone said he was ruthless, cruel and tyrannical.

Sang Liang pursed his lips tightly, with fire dancing in his eyes. He looked back at the cave where Zhengqing disappeared and walked into the cave.

The steaming heat hit his face, but Sang Liang couldn't feel the heat. There was only an inexorable cold in his body, which was so cold that he felt deep in his heart.

My heart was frozen into a ball of ice, without any warmth at all. It was dark and cold, and I couldn't see the direction.

Don’t blame him. You say you don’t blame him, but you should blame him in your heart.

If he knew this was the case, he would not let Zheng Qing die no matter what.

Zhengqing died a hundred times, and his situation became extremely embarrassing and uncomfortable.

He, he really didn't want to go back to the past days. He hated his body, why, why was such a weird race like him born.

There was a malicious meaning in it, toying with his destiny, and he was being toyed with.

He hated his body, but he was still alive.

When the two beautiful people appeared in front of him, the pampered young man commented to him, "Hey, such a race was born in the void. Since it is a food-like existence, why should it be given consciousness and wisdom?"

Yes, he also wanted to ask why consciousness and wisdom should be given.

As a simple, unconscious food, when it dies it dies, when it rots it rots, and when it is eaten it is eaten without feeling anything.

But fate likes to play tricks on people, watching people panic and struggling, maybe they like this kind of struggle.

There was a look of disgust on the young man's face, "Hey, I won't eat something like this. It must taste very strange."

Discussing his taste in front of him is the evil taste of fate. His heart is numb. If he is eaten, this fate will be over.

Fate is really disgusting and torturous.

His existence is meaningless, and giving him intelligence and consciousness only serves to increase the pain.

Troops should be meaningful. They can be eaten by living beings, then turned into nutrients, and integrated with other living beings, without consciousness or pain.

This is the meaning of his existence, but why is it given meaning?

The pampered boy said: "Brother, if you want to eat it, I'll catch it if you want to eat it. This thing is a bit disgusting, so you can eat it alone."

The indifferent man glanced at him, and he fell to the ground in embarrassment. At that time, he couldn't even kneel down and beg for mercy. He was trembling, humble and helpless.

The pampered young man's face showed disgust and ridicule: "Hey, your taste is too strong. Do you like the feeling of struggling in your mouth, and then taking a bite, the stump is still moving?"

"One bite and it explodes. But what is his true body?"

The indifferent man glared: "Go and catch him."

"Okay." The indulgent boy jumped in front of him, suppressing him unable to move with his majestic power.

With such power, he couldn't even move.

His existence is a joke. He is weak, but wise, and full of fear in his heart, the fear of being eaten.

The young man stretched out his hand, grabbed his neck, lifted his neck, and swung him around, as if he was playing with a toy, smiling.

The carelessness of a strong man can determine a person's fate with a raise of his hand.

He came to a brand new place, worried about being eaten and terrified every day.

This fear lasted for a long time, and one day, the indifferent man came to him.

Did he finally think of eating him?

His fate is to feel that he is being eaten in a clear consciousness, fearing and struggling.

"I'll give you this to take care of a few people for me." The indifferent man threw him a book and left.

He stared blankly

The book in front of him was on kraft paper, simple and elegant, but there was not a single word on it. He couldn't react, so why not eat him?

mercy?

If it's really pity, that would be the best, because he wants to live but doesn't know why.

He raised his head and looked at the man walking away. The corners of his clothes fluttered, he walked against the light, and finally disappeared.

He picked up the book with trembling hands. Of course, with his weak ability, he couldn't even open a page.

What the cold man said about managing a few people was not void creatures, but souls. These souls had no bodies and were very weak.

Even with his strength, he can deal with these souls.

A humble and weak man spends his life almost in pursuit. How can he have the confidence to manage these people, for fear that they are very weak.

These souls are weak, but they are very cunning, and it is their nature to push beyond the limits. Perhaps they are confused because they are easy to talk but at a loss what to do.

He always wants to benefit from it, coerces and induces, and just wants to benefit more for himself.

He couldn't deal with these cunning souls at all. He was often forced to not know what to do, and gave away all the benefits he deserved to others.

In order not to disappoint the cold man, he used his only resources to repair the east wall, but these souls were still greedy and grabbed him by the collar one by one.

Thinking that they are powerful and threatening a manager, when they see a manager showing shame, all of them show a proud expression, feeling invincible. .

He was forced into a corner, and his inner weakness almost made him cry.

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