"Eat some, baby, be good."

"I won't take it. The medicine is bitter..."

"You will feel better after eating. Can I buy you something delicious after eating?"

"Oh well……"

The couple in the hospital bed next door were making love. Yu Heng, who was sitting on the hospital bed, looked at them quietly. He had plasters on his hands and neck, and several broken ribs. Fortunately, this guy had more vitality than a cockroach.

He was still tenacious and didn't injure his internal organs. He only needed to stay in bed for a while and be fine.

Although the physical damage was not that great, the mental trauma made people seem to have changed into a different person overnight, because he did not say anything. From the moment he woke up to now, he has not said a word, and his eyes have also changed.

It was numb, like a dead fish.

The lunch box he was holding was bought for him by the nurse from the canteen. No one brought him food, but it didn't matter to him because he felt that no one in the world would look at him again.

.

Ever since the heart-rending scene he witnessed on Kunlun, he felt that part of his soul no longer belonged to him, and living had become dispensable. Even eating was just a casual fool.

In just a few days, he lost a lot of weight. Every night late at night, he thought about the past and the happiness he had when he was on the Kunlun Mountains, but he still felt like his heart was wrenching.

Yu Heng didn't know why things developed like this, and he couldn't understand why he was being tortured to death by his brothers and sisters in the entire sect. Looking back on his past, he really didn't feel sorry for them in any way.

"Why are you so stupid?"

"Why are you talking about me? I didn't stop you from eating chicken."

"I could have been more relaxed. Food is the original sin, okay?"

The young couple in the bed next door suddenly started to quarrel from their affectionate relationship just now. Yu Heng slowly turned his head to look at them. The two of them seemed to realize that their quarrel had affected others, so they began to lower their voices.

But even if he lowered his voice, Yu Heng could still clearly hear their conversation. Because the girl was stupid at playing games, she was always blamed, and she didn't seem to realize what her noobs had done to her companions.

The pain, I kept fighting against.

Hearing this, Yu Heng suddenly seemed to understand something.

Food is the original sin...

He knew about the revival of spiritual energy. After a long period of seclusion, Kunlun needed a strong leader to lead the entire Kunlun back to prosperity, but the only legitimate heir in the entire Yuxu was himself, a rookie with no magic power at all.

Even though Ningshuang has the title of headmaster, strictly speaking she is just the acting headmaster, and the only real heir is Yuheng.

No one wants to be led by a loser, right?

Thinking of this, Yu Heng laughed helplessly. Maybe their malice towards him came from the mismatch between his abilities and status. After all, if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to tolerate a waste enjoying the best resources in the entire sect.

.

Ningshuang...

Thinking of this name, Yu Heng could only sigh. There was hatred, pain, unwillingness, and some inexplicable and indescribable things mixed in, which made him feel worse than death in the repeated heart-wrenching pain.

At this moment, he longed to become stronger than ever before. He imagined that one day he could return to Kunlun Mountain and make Ningshuang and those who wished for his death kneel in front of him and beg.

Perhaps because of the influence of those, this picture kept lingering in his mind, and it even became the only medicine that could soothe his despair these days, and the phrase "Thirty years to the east of Hedong and thirty years to the west of Hexi" are also a constant reminder.

He wants to become a strong person.

"I want to become a top player."

He put the lunch box aside and lay on the bed muttering quietly, but after talking for a long time, he suddenly realized that he did not seem to have the path or ability to become a master and take revenge. Thinking of the way Thunder Dragon fought alone in Kunlun before, he felt the envy and admiration in his heart

It almost drove him crazy.

But he is a twelve-spirited person. If he wants to become a master like Thunder Dragon, hard work alone is not enough. He also needs talent and luck. Practicing alone is far from enough. And can he really wait thirty years? Thirty years

After that, he was already a bad old man, but the evil people on Kunlun Mountain were still young. He might not be able to move until he was seventy years old, and the people on Kunlun Mountain would gradually show their age.

What are you comparing yourself to?

But can such a shame just be forgotten?

Although he couldn't practice, he couldn't let go of the fact that his life was almost taken away by the people he once loved, the brothers and seniors in the sect, and the anger and hatred in his chest was almost overwhelming him.

He was out of breath. He was not a saint and he couldn't give up. But the only thing he could do was fantasize in his mind.

"No...it can't be like this."

He staggered on his shoes, staggered out of the hospital, and then ran straight to Chang'an Lane. Although there was severe pain in his chest every time he breathed, his strong will for revenge kept him staggering.

Finally arrived at the destination.

Then he limped into the small restaurant covered in cold sweat. After seeing Brother Zhang who was playing with his mobile phone, he knelt down with a pop. Brother Zhang turned his head and looked at him with confusion on his face.

"Holy Lord... I want to become stronger."

After saying that, he cried so loudly that God seemed to echo the atmosphere with a thunderous thunder, and then the rain started to fall.

Yu Heng was crying so hard that he was out of breath, but Brother Zhang just adjusted his eyes back to the phone and said calmly: "I can't."

This is correct. Brother Zhang only has two active skills and the rest are passive skills. He doesn’t know any spells or Taoist techniques at all. He just relies on his feelings and completes what he thinks. He said it would not be reasonable.

But after hearing this, Yu Heng just thought that this was a test given to him by the Holy Lord. He didn't get up, so he tried to impress God with his unparalleled perseverance.

But the problem is that Brother Zhang really doesn’t know how to...

He knelt for forty minutes. The rain outside became heavier and heavier. Chen Shi walked in wearing a ragged raincoat. He glanced down at Yu Heng, then put the wine gourd on the counter: "Old rules."

"Old Chen, do you want to be an apprentice?" Brother Zhang tapped the Yuheng on the ground with his chin while serving Chen Shi a drink: "If you want, take him away."

Chen Shi touched the beard on his chin and pondered for a moment: "It stands to reason that I should accept a disciple, but I don't want him."

After saying that, Chen Shi took the wine gourd and went to the window to drink. This old guy held a grudge. He always remembered the time when he was disgusted by the little brat playing emo, and he felt physiological disgust when looking at him. The apprentice definitely didn't want it.

But not to mention, if Chen Shi is willing, it is really okay to be a master for Yu Heng, because Chen Shi, as a person with no family and no sect, has been fighting against the end of the law in his life until now. He has long been united with swords.

There is absolutely no problem in saying that he is the best swordsman in the world. Xiao Ma has competed with him before. A person like Xiao Ma who calls himself a master of weapons is no match for Chen Shi. He could beat Xiao Ma with three sword fingers.

Not to the north.

Maybe the current Thunder Dragon can give Chen Shi a fight. As for the others... it is probably Huniu who can fight against him with the advantage of her demon body. The other twelve spirits are basically at a loss. If such a person is willing to give Yuheng

There is nothing better than being a master.

It's just a pity that Yu Heng has to pay for all the sins he has done himself.

As he was talking, he heard the pony's ouch ouch in the distance, and then saw him jumping all the way into the small restaurant in the heavy rain. He took off his coat and wiped the water from his head, sat down next to Xu Wei and said:

"Damn it, it won't rain sooner or later. It started raining when I was out of town or in a store. Bring me a hot drink and some warm palace and blood-activating tea."

Xu Wei didn't say anything, but pointed to Brother Zhang's room. Xiao Ma curiously ran over and took a look, and then found Yu Heng kneeling there, crying like a dead father's child.

"What?" Xiao Ma asked curiously.

Brother Zhang spread his hands helplessly: "He called me coach and I want to play basketball, but I'm not a coach and I don't know how to play basketball."

Although the whole thing had nothing to do with playing basketball, Xiao Ma understood it immediately. He smiled, moved a stool to Yu Heng, sat on it and asked, "Do you have hatred in your heart?"

Yu Heng nodded lightly, wiped away his tears and said through gritted teeth with red eyes, "It would be unworthy of a gentleman not to avenge this."

"Don't come here." Xiao Ma sneered and waved his hand: "You should just work as a waiter here peacefully. You still have about three thousand yuan a month. It also includes food, accommodation and insurance. What kind of rich woman will you look at in the future?

Just go up to me and your whole life will be over as you stare in confusion."

Yu Heng shook his head like crazy: "I want to become stronger, I want revenge..."

"You have to think about it with your conscience, where can you take revenge like this? You have not many masters on Kunlun Mountain, but you have quite a few, and there are monsters like the Jade Lion. How can you take revenge? You are twenty years old, and you are still like this

Innocent?"

"I can...I definitely can."

"This is not something you say you can do. If you were really capable, how could the head of Kunlun let your coquettish senior sister take it away? If you had some potential, your father wouldn't give up the sect to an outsider. Look at you now

Such desolation, ugh..."

Xiao Ma's mouth was venomous, but what he said was the truth. Once the old skin was peeled off, it was filled with pus and blood, which made Yu Heng extremely painful, but he had to admit that this was the reality.

"But..."

As soon as Xiao Ma changed the topic, Yu Heng immediately raised his head, staring at Xiao Ma and waiting for his next words.

"Putting it to others, you would be hopeless, but this is the territory of the Twelve Spirits. It is not just once or twice that the Twelve Spirits turn into legends. I am not a good person, but at least we know each other.

I will only help you with this. But think about it first. You have no foundation at all. If you want to become a master quickly, the hardships you have to endure are not something ordinary people can bear. Whether you can bear it, don’t wait until the next day.

If you just shout that you can't do it anymore, don't blame my brother for looking down on you."

His words were so inflammatory that Yu Heng started kowtowing to Xiao Ma without even thinking about it, but Xiao Ma laughed: "Wait until I get you Brother Mouse, you really want to be a master, but without him

But that’s not possible.”

Xiao Ma picked up the phone and sent a message to the mouse: The fish bites the hook.

After finishing, he turned around and came to Chen Shi, snatched Chen Shi's wine gourd with his hands and said, "Hold it, old drunkard."

"You kid, do you want to die?" Chen Shi's eyes flashed fiercely: "Don't force me to do it."

"You are just pretending to be here." Xiao Ma turned around and pointed at Brother Zhang: "Look who that is."

Chen Shi's arrogance suddenly went down. He grabbed the wine gourd and said, "If you fart, let it go."
To be continued...