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679. Chapter 679 His Hate 2

At that time, he thought that happiness was to be able to transcend the demon, not to be controlled by her, and to be able to control the life and death of others as he pleased.

Later, when he relied on his own talent to secretly learn magic that was even more peak than that of demons, he once left the realm of the netherworld and came to a place where humans live.

When he saw the innocent child with a bright smile on his face under the guidance of his parents, he suddenly felt that his life was not perfect.

Thinking about it carefully, he has never been as carefree and contented as that child...

Returning to the realm of the netherworld, he asked the ghost: "Grandma, where are Lingzi's parents? Why haven't you seen them?"

Hearing this, Jin Mei laughed so hard: "Parents? Lingzi, your parents are the most ruthless people in this world! They didn't want you a long time ago, and they gave up on you on the first day you were born.

They want to kill you, but in their eyes, you are an obstacle, the obstacle they hate the most, hahaha..."

The evil laughter echoed, and now that I think about it, I still find it suffocating.

He could no longer remember how he felt when he heard that cruel ridicule at that young age!

All he knew was that that day, he learned about his unknown life experience from the demon's mouth.

It was also at that time that he, who possessed boundless spiritual power that was beyond the reach of mortals, knew what hate was while longing for happiness!

The word "hate" has followed him for thousands of years. The word "hate" has made him go against heaven and become a murderous demon who kills without blinking an eye and makes everyone fearful.

He felt that God was very unfair to him, so he hated everything that was happier than him.

Since he has been deprived of the right to happiness since he was born, no one else can even think of showing off in front of him that his life is better than his.

Before meeting Hua Qianxi, he lived such a miserable life. No one understands the loneliness in the heart of a big devil who stands on top of the world.

No one knows that deep down in his soul, he is also a child who longs for care.

Chen Xi is right, he hates Emperor Ling Xiao.

That hatred spread from the Emperor of Heaven and the Queen Mother.

In this life, Emperor Ling Xiao was his father, but over the years, apart from giving him a sad look from afar, he had never given him sincere fatherly love.

In addition to giving a severe lesson to those weak forces who suppressed him and laughed at him, he never had a meal with him without any distractions, and never told him a story about his childhood like the fathers in other families did.

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Even, facing the oppression of the Nalan family, he helplessly let his mother and concubine die of grief, and helplessly watched the young man fend for himself in the flames of war.

His fatherly love, to put it nicely, means that he is not good at expressing it. To put it harshly, it means that he does not know how to be a father at all.

Everyone praises the Sixteenth Prince as the heroic and invincible God of War, but who understands the loneliness behind the spotlight?

Feng Qingyang stood in front of the window sill, looking up at the bright moon with a piece missing.

Today, he is just like the bright moon. He looks bright, but in fact, he is already riddled with holes.

Chen Xi stood beside him, her quiet face half-raised, staring at his silence.

She had never seen such a sad Feng Qingyang.

This fairy-like and elegant man is always as elegant as the breeze and as radiant as a pearl in the night.

(Ugh, Dingxiang spent all her time going to the hospital and revising the article, and the update has become a flaw that I am ashamed of my relatives...)


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