Chapter 4243

Why do you want to do this?

Sang Liang asked, "is it because Zheng Qing has gone? Do you blame me?"

Except for this reason, sang Liang didn't think of what it was.

No one knows, so the spirit of Zhengqing, who is struggling every day, suddenly starts to die, and then does not hesitate to self destruct?

"It has nothing to do with you. It's between me and him. Sooner or later, he will have this result," said uncle

After a decision has been made, it is such a result that it will come sooner or later.

Sang Liang took a sigh of relief and asked, "then why do you want me to go again?"

Uncle Tai: "it's not just you, it's everyone who has to go."

Sang Liang: "why do you want to go, just leave you here alone, I can always accompany you."

Uncle Tai waved his hand, and of course said, "no, I'm in a deep sleep. It doesn't make any sense for you to keep it."

"I can watch you, even if you are asleep." How about going outside? It's better to watch a sleeping man.

Too uncle didn't speak. He went back to his cave, lay on the stone bed and went to sleep, leaving sangliang with a changeable face.

He will not go. Even if all the members of this organization have gone, he will stay, even if he and uncle taishu are decayed in the sea of laws.

How annoying! In the end, taishu let go of these souls and the people in the organization.

But everyone said he was ruthless and cruel.

Sang Liang tightly pursed his lips. There was fire in his eyes. He looked back at the cave where Zheng Qing disappeared and walked into it.

The steaming hot air came on his face, but sang Liang couldn't feel the heat. In his body, he could only drive away the cold, which was cold to the bottom of his heart.

The heart is frozen into a mass of ice. It's not hot at all. It's dark and cold. I can't see the direction.

Don't blame him, say on the mouth don't blame him, the heart should be blame him.

If he knew that, he would never let Zheng Qing die.

Zheng Qing died, and his situation became extremely awkward and uncomfortable.

He, he really does not want to go back to the previous days, he hated his body, why, why he was born such a wonderful race.

With an evil meaning in it, playing with his fate, he is being played with.

He hated his body, but he lived.

When two beautiful people appeared in front of him, the pampered young man commented on him, "eh, the void gave birth to such a race. Since it is a food like existence, why should we give consciousness and wisdom?"

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

As a simple, unconscious food, it will die when it is dead, rot when it is rotted, and it will be eaten when it is eaten without feeling.

But fate likes to play with people, to see people in a hurry, to see people struggling, maybe like this struggle.

The young man's face showed a look of disgust, "eh, I won't eat such a thing, his taste must be very strange."

Discuss his taste face to face, this is the bad taste of fate, his heart is numb, if eaten, it will end the fate.

Fate is so disgusting and tormenting.

His existence is meaningless. He is endowed with wisdom and consciousness just to increase pain.

The army should be meaningful. Let the living creatures eat it, then turn it into nutrition, and turn it into one with other living creatures. There is no consciousness or pain.

This is the meaning of his existence, but why give him meaning.

The spoiled boy said: "brother, you want to eat, you want me to catch it. It's a little disgusting. You can eat it alone."

At that time, he could not even kneel to beg for mercy, shivering and helpless.

The spoiled young man's face showed his dislike and ridicule: "eh, your taste is too heavy. Do you like the feeling of struggling in your mouth, and then take a bite, and the stumps are still moving?"

"Take a bite and explode. Pulp, but what is his body?"

Cold man flicked an eye knife: "catch it."

"OK." The pampered young man jumped in front of him and suppressed him with great power.

Under such force, he can't even move well.

His existence is a joke, weak, but also smart, full of fear, fear of being eaten.

The young man reached out, grabbed his neck, carried his neck, and directly swung it round, as if playing with a toy, laughing.

The careless of the strong can decide a person's fate.

He came to a new place and worried about being eaten all day long.

This fear lasted for a long time. One day, the cold man came to him.Did he finally think of eating him?

His destiny is to feel himself eaten, frightened and struggling in a clear consciousness.

"This is for you. I'll take care of some people." The cold man threw him a book and left.

He stared at the book in front of him, kraft paper, simple atmosphere, there is no word on it, he could not respond, why not eat him?

Pity?

If it's compassion, it's best, because he wants to live, but he doesn't know what to live for.

He raised his head and looked at the man who was far away. He turned his corner and walked against the light. Finally, he disappeared.

He shook his hands and picked up the book. Of course, with his weak ability, he could not turn a page.

Indifferent men say that the management of a few people is not an empty life, but a soul, which has no body and is very weak.

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

A weak person, almost spent in pursuit, has no confidence in managing these people, even if they are very weak.

These souls are weak, but they are very treacherous. It's their nature to advance. Maybe it's because he's good at talking and doesn't know what to do. He's in a hurry.

Always want to profit from it, bully and seduce, just want to make yourself more profitable.

He can't deal with these crafty souls at all. He is often forced to know what to do and give up all his benefits.

In order not to let the cold man down, he will tear down the only resources to make up the east wall, but these souls, still greedy, hold his collar one by one.

I think that I am strong and threaten a manager. When I see a manager's expression of shame, one by one, I feel that I am invincible in the world.

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