On the corridor.

Quietly, you can listen to the needle.

Old Long and Kunlun always restrained themselves and tried hard to maintain absolute silence.

They were afraid that the slightest noise of their own would affect Chen Dong's thoughts.

Time passes slowly.

Chen Dong's eyebrows sometimes stretched and sometimes twisted, and even his face sometimes showed a look of pain.

His eyes became more and more gloomy...

Even, over time.

He also emitted a biting chill.

It seemed as if countless sharp needles were stabbing every pore on Long Lao and Kunlun.

This feeling becomes stronger and stronger.

Old Long and Kunlun were both panicked.

When Chen Dong saw Chen Dong's body trembling, holding his hands tightly under the bench in the corridor, and the blue veins on his back were prominent like earthworms.

Old Long and Kunlun's faces changed drastically at the same time.

"Young Master!"

At the critical moment, Old Long made a quick decision, stood up and shouted a blow.

The sound was like thunder, echoing in the corridor for a long time.

Chen Dong's body shook suddenly, raised his head suddenly, looked at Old Long in confusion, and asked blankly: "Old Long, what's wrong?"

Just while asking, even Chen Dong himself didn't notice it.

The forehead was covered with sweat.

"Young Master, what were you recalling just now?"

Old Long asked in panic.

Kunlun, who was standing beside him, also had a tight expression and was still scared.

Both of them knew about Chen Dongdao's heart-planting demons. The changes in Chen Dong's emotions and momentum just now were clearly moving rapidly in an out of control.

If you really open the "seal" of the Daoxin Demon, you will really lose the rice!

But, just memories can reach this level?

"Just just recalling childhood, it's so miserable..."

Chen Dong squeezed out a smile, and although he was smiling, he revealed endless bitterness.

It was so bitter that Old Long and Kunlun were all cut off their hearts.

If just recalling childhood experiences can make the young master's mood lose control and develop towards the direction of the Taoist heart, how dark should childhood... be?

You should know that Chen Dong, who did not have the Taoist heart, could suppress the irreparable damage caused by the shadow of childhood.

But after the appearance of the Daoxin Demon, it is equivalent to setting a threshold in Chen Dong's mind. If you break through this threshold, you will be crazy.

Although this threshold is real, the upper limit is definitely not something that ordinary people can break through.

But Chen Dong went in that direction just after recalling his childhood...

"Young Master, your childhood..." Old Long's eyes turned red and tears filled his eyes.

"I just thought of the rainy days, my mother and I were wandering on the streets and scrambling for a biscuit with the stray dog."

"I just think of the New Year when the family is reunited with lights, my mother and I are just curled up in a shack in a snowy and snowy day."

"That's the time when I've remembered it. Before that, I really couldn't imagine what my mother had experienced alone."

Chen Dong's eyes were red and he smiled in pain and said, "Oh, by the way, I started to help my mother earn money when I was three years old. Picking up garbage and picking up more bottles will make you more income. When I was five years old, I

Because of a mineral water bottle, I was even broken and threw it into the garbage dump..."

When talking.

Chen Dong is laughing.

But tears slid down the corners of my eyes.

Can't stop at all!

The memories of childhood, every scene of memory, is like a knife and a sword, penetrates directly into the heart.

Darkness is not enough to describe it, that is the complete darkness.

Every minute, it seems like blood is pouring on.

"Young Master..."

Looking at Chen Dong, Old Long and Kunlun were both in a daze and were stunned.

At this moment, both of them felt like they were pinched and suffocated, making people desperate.

I want to comfort me, but I don’t know where to start.

Don’t persuade others to be good without the suffering of others.

How could he be relieved without Chen Dong’s suffering?

From the moment I can remember, there is only darkness in my memory.

Such a life experience would be unbearable if anyone else had done so.

Even Mr. Long is the former ancestor of the Hong Huiming generation.

Even if Kunlun was the former mercenary king.

The two of them lived and died and were born in blood. They were used to seeing corpses and seas of blood. Such experiences were cruel and bloody.

But memories are colorful after all, and the cruel and bloody corpses are cruel and bloody. They have enough ability to withstand them when they grow up, so they go through it step by step.

But what about Chen Dong?

Wherever memories go, they are covered with scars.

"So..."

Chen Dong shrugged, raised his hand and rubbed his face, took a deep breath: "Do you still blame me for blame on my dad? Do you think I was so cruel to the Li family in Kyoto at that time, it was natural?"

Old Long and Kunlun were speechless.

Being able to recall just means approaching the brink of the collapse of the Daoxin Demon threshold.

Such harm cannot be explained clearly in just a few words.

"If my father hadn't left my mother and me for the position of head of the Chen family, my mother and I wouldn't have been persecuted by the Li family, nor would have been left on the streets, nor would they be like stray dogs

If you struggle to survive, you won’t be broken by someone’s legs and thrown into the garbage dump just because of a mineral water bottle…”

Chen Dong's face was full of depression, no, it was hatred.

That kind of hatred that cannot be described in words.

It made Old Long and Kunlun feel like they were stuck in their throats. Stop talking, even breathing felt like the air was burning, burning the trachea.

"But, I have never given up, and my mother has never given up. She taught me to straighten my back and walk forward with big strides, so, I listened to her..."

Chen Dong kept taking deep breaths, and raised his head slightly, trying to stop the tears, but the tears flowed from my red eyes, as soon as my front feet were wiped clean, they immediately burst out: "When I could go to school,

When I was able to enter school like other children, I was really grateful to my mother. It was her hard work that gave me the same experience as other children."

"From the first day of school, I have worked hard, straightened my back step by step, and striding forward in the darkness. I think... Even if it is a stray dog, even if it is a dead dog,

Then you should also be the best one among stray or dead dogs.”

"After working, I was working hard, but so what if I work hard? My mother tried her best for me, but in the end her life was not as good as the dowry and wedding room for someone else's brother's marriage..."

Heart-wrenching and heart-wrenching.

This moment.

Long Lao Cang's body suddenly shook.

An unprecedented decision suddenly appeared in his red eyes.

"Stop talking, young master, don't say it anymore, old slave understand, old slave can understand..."

Old Long stepped forward, stood and took Chen Dong into his arms, rubbing Chen Dong's back with a panic expression.

It was as if my grandfather felt sorry for his grandson.

Keep rubbing and keep comforting.

"It will be fine, everything will get better. The young master is very outstanding. The young master is a genius. The young master will definitely not let his wife down...."

The husky sound echoed in the corridor.

Even Kunlun, who was standing beside him, was a man with iron bones, but he didn't cry.

At this time, he also quietly turned his head and looked to the other side.
Chapter completed!