1591: C1591 He Was in Hell

C1591 He Was in Hell

Those hands, he can't see.

He didn't hear those struggling sounds.

He felt that he had committed too many crimes. He had never thought of a good beginning and a good end in his life.

Being a human being was too tiring.

When he reincarnated in his next life, he definitely wouldn't be a person anymore.

Perhaps, it will be fine if he doesn't have it for the rest of his life.

He didn't want to start over, he didn't want to live a good life.

He didn't want to let himself go, nor did he want to let others go.

He felt that he was a pervert.

From the very beginning, when he couldn't control himself in that dungeon and accidentally snapped the researcher's neck, he felt that he was a pervert.

At that time, how old was he?

Seven years old, or eight years old?

It was no longer important.

In any case, he was such a freak.

An incurable freak.

However, later on, this freak met a person.

That little girl was a few years younger than him, and she was very beautiful. However, it was just too cold. It was as if she had erected a natural barrier, isolating everyone from the outside world.

Because of a single sentence from Grandma, saying that you could find a good family was also good.

She packed up a small suitcase that contained all of her past and past. Then, she came to his side and came to hell on earth.

When he first saw her, he really didn't like her.

It wasn't against her, no matter who she was, he didn't like her.

Because that was the old man trying to please him.

After turning him into a monster, he wanted him to be a good person again? How could there be such a cheap thing in the world?

Therefore, when he saw Mu Shinian, he saw the old man who welcomed him with a smile. He hated it too much, so he made a move.

The moment they met, he gave her a show of strength.

Now, it seemed that he had indeed gone too far.

He had almost taken her eyes off him on the first meeting.

In the end, what was even more surprising was that she was actually not afraid.

Not only was she not afraid, her pair of excessively clear eyes were filled with ridicule, contempt, and even disdain when they looked at him.

It was as if she was calmly watching a show, watching a clown struggling, struggling, struggling to survive, begging for death.

She found it funny.2

Even a bit sympathetic.

So, she really laughed.

It was very, very light.

After saying those words that didn't matter, she actually still wanted to say something, but in the end, she didn't say it out loud.

What was it?

You're so pitiful.

Or, if you can't live, then go to hell.

Or, I'll remember this debt.

He won't know what it is anymore.

Mu Shinian will definitely not say it again.

Later, later on, he really left too many eyes on her.

He could not control himself.

Because Mu Shinian was really... too special.

In his peaceful life, when others saw him living in a mansion and falling into depravity, he secretly planned how to seize power and torture those people to death.

Such a boring life, if one was not careful, one would become abnormal.

So, in fact, his emotions were very unstable.

Perhaps it was because the residual poison in his body couldn't be cleaned up for the rest of his life, or perhaps it was because he was used to those kinds of life, crazy, easily angered, and easily explosive days.

Suddenly, he returned to a calm, boring, and boring life. He was bored.

All of a sudden, he lost all motivation.

Mu Shinian's appearance was truly wonderful.

This girl was not afraid of him at all.

She seemed to be at ease whenever she met him. He gave her a place to sleep, rest, and eat. She did not even speak a few words a day. It was too quiet.

However, even if it was a maid, a butler, or someone with a lower status who spoke to her, she would still answer seriously and not perfunctorily.

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