"Killing people and killing hearts, is this your goal... huh? The inner demon whispers!"

A sneer appeared on Jiang Qian's lips. He would rather believe that his awakening was due to the dungeon's cunning plan!

But his reason reminded him again and again that everything he was experiencing had traces.

There are few unprovoked coincidences in the world.

Jiang Qian's mood sank as he realized his identity...

It was at this moment that he deeply understood the horror of the "whisper of the inner demon": even if it did not forge any content, it still had the ability to give anyone a fatal attack.

Unless the body is upright and upright throughout its life, there will be no harm or guilt!

otherwise……

Jiang Qian's thinking stopped, and his severe depression prevented him from thinking deeply.

He has even lost the desire to live, and his brain is immersed in the previous emotional stimulation:

Losing a child must be painful, so Wen Han will lose control and collapse, even if he knows that the other person is the Ash Dragon God!

But his biological mother...

Yuan Xi's face emerged in Jiang Qian's mind, and her voice and smile were connected with many scenes deep in his memory, becoming more graceful and vivid.

However, Jiang Qian only felt a twitching in his chest. The severe discomfort forced him to bend over and kneel on the ground to retching!

Cold sweat and tears poured out of his body, and he felt lonely and desperate like never before.

He is a man who should have died.

Because he was obsessed with himself, he was responsible for the lives of dozens of people in Linyuan Village.

He was killed by his biological mother, and his obsession also drove her to death, and he suffered the consequences!

But such an unbearable self, the sinner who should have redeemed his life! But he once again occupied the magpie's nest, became a beloved child of a scholarly family, and entered an innocent family with all his sins...

No……

Fate is doomed, he is not the controller of fate, mistakes and sins are beyond his control!

Do you want to let your mother be kidnapped and do nothing?

Ha...even if you make a deal with the devil, you won't hesitate!

Jiang Qian trembled, curled up, and pressed his head against the cold floor, but it was unable to cool down the torment in his heart.

Deep in the consciousness, the identities belonging to "Jiang Qian" and "Yun Zhuo" are fighting against each other!

He was split into two opposing parts, fighting each other in an invisible storm.

Heart-breaking...

Whose heart should be killed?

"Uh-"

Tearing pain erupted from his body, carrying all the negative emotions that had nowhere to put them, overflowing like a mountain fire.

The remaining trace of sanity alerts Jiang Qian and Yun Zhuo. He is still in the hidden task of the dungeon and is in danger. Any momentary negligence may lead to the death of both of them, and the whole game will be lost!

However, at this moment, a faint light shone on the back of his head.

Jiang Qian, who was surrounded by trees and grass, froze, then struggled to get up and looked at the place where the glimmer of light was leaking.

In front of his blurry vision, there was a person standing.

The short body, head lowered, stood a little reserved.

Who is...?

While his thoughts were rising and falling, he staggered towards the old-fashioned short body, as if there were a pair of invisible hands pushing him, exploring forward until the ridiculous "disguise" was completely torn apart!

Jiang Qian almost fell at the feet of the short figure...

He reached out and grabbed the young man's leg, his tentacles were cold and wet.

Not only was he wet, water was dripping from the boy's body...

Drops of cool water fell on Jiang Qian's upturned face, which was so cold that it made people shiver.

At the same time, Jiang Qian saw the young man's face clearly.

It was no one else...

The familiar feeling of drowning seemed to have happened yesterday. Jiang Qian looked at himself standing pale when he was a child... No, he is not Jiang Qian, the boy in front of him is!

"Are you here...to ask for my identity?" Jiang Qian grinned.

His smile at this time was uglier and more embarrassing than ever before.

But he still finds it ridiculous!

What's ridiculous is that I, a murderous maniac who was killed by my dearest relatives, actually used someone else's identity to walk around and live a prosperous life!

But the next second, he couldn't laugh anymore.

Because the pale boy... actually opened his eyes and looked at him.

Eye contact...

Two souls in the same body caught a glimpse of each other.

This time, there is no battle between heaven and man inside the body, no communication of words and actions.

Just this weird look at each other made countless vivid pictures instantly emerge in Jiang Qian's memory, like flowers blooming!

That was the scene where Jiang Qian interacted with his family since he was a child: Lafayette's love and careful teaching, his aunt's absurdity and playfulness, his sister's love and tenderness, the frustrated Jiang Yang who looked like a joke, and the neighbors who greeted him with smiles from poking his spine.

, and finally called him "someone else's child"...

Everyone in his family grows vividly in his memory, exerting a subtle and invisible influence on his life trajectory, and constitutes his life...

And he also happened to constitute the other person's life.

Every insignificant moment reshaped him, melting the loneliness and desolation rooted in his memory, covering up the deep pain that filled the last days of his life.

Obviously, he is not the real Jiang Qian, but at the same time, he is no longer a pure Yun Zhuo.

"I envy you."

Jiang Qian's stiff expression revealed a faint smile.

He saw that the frail boy had been cared for and doted on without reservation by the Jiang family since the day he was born. He saw his father return from the battlefield for him and his mother fight to the death for him.

He admired the young man from the bottom of his heart, holding on to the young man's clothes with one hand and groping behind his back with the other.

"So, I'll continue... uh..."

Jiang Qian grasped the dagger inserted into his back and reluctantly pulled the blade away inch by inch.

During this process, the absent-minded eyes gradually focused, and the innocent smile finally turned into a cold and focused one! Then, the blood-stained dagger drew a scarlet arc of light in the darkness——

"Be you!"
Chapter completed!