In his dream, Mo Luoqing looked ferocious and felt painful inside.
Those so-called playmates were envious of his good life and wanted to ridicule his bloodline.
Afraid of him, yet despised him.
It's just helpless jealousy.
Since they have an agenda, cut off their arms and smash their mouths. He just wants to cause trouble and be arrogant and wanton.
Since parents only punish indiscriminately, then solving these messes is the result they deserve!
He faced the world fiercely, but he was tied up and thrown into the stable by the man he called uncle. He resisted fiercely but was knocked unconscious. When he woke up again, he was left to be beaten and scolded. The humiliated beggar.
The memory should have ended here, and he wanted to open his eyes in a daze.
But there was an inexplicable force pulling on his nerves, causing him to fall into another black dream.
In the dream, he was not rescued by Tuantuan, and time returned to that dark night again.
After he was hit by Qin Qing's boy, pain and death eroded him. He could feel that he was no longer breathing. Just waiting for the moment of complete death, a harsh child's voice rang above his head.
"Haha, isn't this Prince Jingyang? He and that fool died on the same day. They threw their bodies into a mass grave to feed the dogs!"
"Young Highness, this is not allowed. You can throw the body of Prince Jingyang over there, but you idiot, didn't you say that she was born with good luck? Then will we gain something if we eat her?"
"You are right, then dismantle her body."
He was clearly on the verge of death, but somehow he gained some life. When he opened his eyes, he saw Tong Zhenzhen's ferocious look of pride. A cold light flashed in the distance, and another girl opened her eyes wide and looked livid. She was obviously dead. .
The sound of the knife piercing through the flesh made people sick, but luckily he was thrown into a mass grave before he vomited it out.
I wonder if it was because God couldn't stand their viciousness. He was rescued by a gangster, but his life was not much better. The gangster was only interested in profit, and he only wanted a servant who could be used when he was picked up.
He was scolded and scolded harshly every day and asked to learn some juggling. He forgot everything and lived like a dog. When he followed him to the capital, he saw paper money all over the sky.
"King Jingyang was poisoned to death by the He Yang tribe. The He Yang tribe is going to rebel!"
"Your Highness said that the Crown Prince of Jingyang is dead. As expected, the most vicious person is He Yangyan. For the sake of power, she would kill her husband and son!"
"The He Yang tribe has joined forces with the Qi Kingdom to attack our border areas, and they have already captured a city without the knowledge of the border officers..."
The memory screamed and rushed out of the cage. He was like falling into an ice cave, running madly towards the Jingyang Palace. He saw his grandma who was about to faint, and saw the cold coffin...
In just an instant, he was forced to grow up and become a sinister adult.
He inherited the title of King Jingyang and joined the army to attack the Heyang tribe. He started as a small soldier, and perhaps died once. His luck finally improved, and his tactics and force improved rapidly.
He finally had the ability to hold everything in his hands and torture those who bullied him until they were worse than death. Therefore, he knew the truth of all this - the deaths of the Jingyang Prince's family were all for making wedding dresses for others! .
The target of the attack was turned, and he began to target the little highness who had unlimited luck, and the prince who had a murderous habit at a young age.
What is human life, what is the country, and what does it have to do with him? When he loses everything, why should others have happiness?
Since the world has treated him with thorns, he will return it with purgatory!