Sister ruined my cultivation a hundred times

Chapter 261 Emotion
He didn't know how he had survived this long.

Wherever he went, people hated him.

Occasionally, he encountered rotten food given by kind people, and before he had eaten two bites, he was snatched away by other beggars, especially clothes and money. He couldn't integrate into the beggar group in this town.

He began to learn to compete with those beggars for things, and learned how to protect his vitals while being chased and fought.

He grew up stumbling, and the clothes on his body were already indistinct and full of dirt.

With an emaciated body, wandering around in this town.

"Hey, that beggar, come here for my master!"

On the side of the road, there is a group of young masters in Chinese clothes.

Ye Wu pointed to himself, and after confirming, he dragged his body and moved over suspiciously.

"Tsk, it's really dirty!" The group of people looked at him with disgust.

"Are you sure you want to find this guy? Why don't you find someone cleaner?"

"That's it, the last time I saw him lying on the ground eating things at other people's feet!"

"You, kneel down and crawl between my legs, my master will give you this chicken leg."

They were carrying an oiled paper bag in their hands, and the fragrance inside made Ye Wu's eyes straighten.

His appearance immediately made them burst into laughter.

"See, I told you!"

"Would you like to eat it?" The boy opened the paper bag and threw the chicken leg on the ground.

He took a malicious step forward and spread his legs apart.

"Come on, go get it! Get under my legs!"

Ye Wu stared at the chicken leg and moved his lips.

He moved slightly, and the temptation of food made him squat down slowly.

The laughter of those people became more and more wanton.

"Good boy, hurry up, get in there, that chicken leg is yours!"

However, at the next moment, that young master's face changed, and Ye Wu directly knocked him down hard, grabbed the chicken leg and ran away.

"Damn it, kill him!"

The group of people immediately chased after them furiously.

How could they tolerate such an offense from a beggar?
As soon as they responded, many thugs immediately surrounded Ye Wu.

Ye Wu was still desperately stuffing the chicken leg into his mouth, gobbling it voraciously, even chewing the bones to pieces.

"kill him!"

He squatted down and curled up, protecting his vitals, while swallowing food.

But this made those people even more angry.

"You still dare to eat, do you really not take us seriously?"

"Don't hit me hard!"

"Hit! Hit to death! Haven't you eaten yet? You have some strength to strike!"

Ye Wuzhi was kicked to the abdomen by someone, his face turned pale, his internal organs were instantly pulled together, and his throat was also a bit fishy and sweet.

The thing that had just been swallowed in the stomach was spit out immediately.

The bones on his body were broken, and the bones pierced through the flesh, and the bright red blood flowed out, mixed with the stains he spit out, making the group of young masters take a few steps back in disgust.

Ye Wu's eyes turned black, his body became colder than before, and he gradually lost consciousness.

Vaguely, he heard their conversation.

"Master, this man really wants to die."

"Then let him die, let me continue, until I lose my breath! What the hell, dare to disgust the young master!"

He couldn't hear anything after that, and he couldn't feel anything.

"Do you want to do it all over again?" A gentle voice sounded in his ear.

Ye Wu was a little dazed.

Who?
The surroundings were like darkness, he couldn't even see himself, let alone where the voice came from.

"I can give you a chance to be reborn. This time you can cultivate and use your power to kill all those who bullied you."

As the voice fell, scenes appeared before Ye Wu's eyes. He was whipped away, insulted, food and clothes taken away, and even the wild dogs on the roadside were always staring at him, waiting for him His death, everything he experienced, was constantly played and engraved in his mind.

These memories seem to be deliberately portrayed, making him recall the pain, embarrassment, fear, and despair at that time over and over again.

"Do you want to?"

"Take the knife in your hand and kill them all!"

"Starting on the fairy road, these people are nothing but ants. Are you willing to start again? No one can bully you anymore, and anyone who betrays you in the world can be killed!"

The voice hovered softly in his ears.

Ye Wu's consciousness was silent for a while.

"You don't want to? They've already bullied you to such an extent that you don't even want to kill them? If some of them could reach out, you wouldn't be in such a mess!"

"Well...they deserve to die." Ye Wu finally responded.

"Then practice, can you become stronger? Can you not be bullied?" He asked.

"Yes, you can dominate them in turn!" the voice replied.

"...Then why don't monks help me? Help those in need."

That voice paused.

"I want to do it all over again, and I want to embark on the fairy road. I don't want to be bullied again." Ye Wu murmured.

"But again, does it mean that I have nothing to do with them? Immortals are different, right? They don't remember that they have ever treated such a beggar?"

"Yes, but you remember, look, they are so unfair, they obviously have no worries about food and clothing, instead of extending a helping hand, they will make things worse. You don't want to retaliate with an eye?"

"Well... so I just want to be strong, not to be bullied, and I don't want to bully others." Lights began to appear around Ye Wu.

Lost memories are gradually restored.

He closed his eyes.

"Whether it's a strong person or a capable person, as far as I am concerned, I want to become stronger, but I also want to... protect others."

"Damn them, it's based on who I am right now."

"But when I am born again, if someone bullies me again, I will fight back naturally, but they never provoked me?"

"And I have the ability. If I do the same thing as them, what is the difference from them? There will always be someone who will kill me."

The light became brighter and brighter, and finally dissipated softly.

He found himself standing at the door of the first door, his back turned to that door.

And the memory inside the door gradually faded away.

Ye Wu felt a little complicated.

Memories are disappearing, but those feelings experienced will never be forgotten.

As the aloof young master of the Qijue Palace, he has surpassed others by a great deal since his birth.

For the first time, he realized how difficult it is for a mortal, even the most desolate mortal, to survive.

And he was not the only one who met such a miserable person.

No matter how hard you struggle and work hard, you can't get rid of that quagmire, you can only sink deeper and deeper.

The sense of powerlessness for everything is even more depressing.

This trial really had a profound impact on him.

After sorting out his emotions, Ye Wu looked towards the opposite door.

Next door, stamina.

(End of this chapter)