The Mythical Demon Lord

Chapter 28 Despair
In the endless desert, the sun is high in the sky and the golden sand is vast and boundless.

The sun was shining brightly in the sky, the scorching sun was baking the endless sea of ​​sand, the yellow sand became extremely hot, a heat wave rose from the ground, coming towards you, as if being in boiling water, giving you a feeling of despair with nowhere to hide.

Zhong Heng was like a dead man, lying on the ground under the yellow sand. The heat waves were covering his body. Although it was scorching, it could not warm his heart.

Now, he just feels lonely and his life has lost its meaning.

He was like a dead man, not wanting to move. His eyes stared at the dazzling sky in despair, his heart filled with sadness.

After traveling through time for almost forty years, this was the first time that he encountered such a huge blow.

His love with Ji Yunian was arranged by Lu Kong, but Ji Yunian really loved him.

But so what? Isn't it still betraying myself?

No, it can’t be said to be betrayal, it can only be said that there is nothing we can do.

His first Taoist partner in this world, or even his wife, ended like this.

The first time in life that she had a child, he was also lost by the head of the Ji family.

Although he knew that Zhetian was a place where strength was everything, he never expected that Lu Kong would destroy everything for him like this.

This person is cruel and ruthless, and he is also extremely powerful. His mind, methods, and scheming are all terrifyingly strong.

And Zhong Heng was just an ordinary man who did nothing in his previous life. After coming to this world, he just relied on the power of the Immortal Sutra to make a good living in the abandoned land.

Where have you encountered such means before?
Even Lu Kong just now disdained to seriously injure himself or even kill himself.

Now, he would rather die than live in such pain.

Ji Yunian's lovely face appeared in his mind again and again, and the scene of his smile and heroic laughter continued to stimulate his nerves.

Lu Kong's method reminded him of a method.

Beauty plan!
This is the real honey trap.

Some people's beauty trap is just to seduce you with some beautiful women.

The real beauty trap is to suddenly appear when you are in the most difficult time and become your white moonlight.

Ji Yunian's appearance and personality are the type that men like.

Although Zhong Heng was very cautious, he still couldn't escape.

Ten years!
A whole ten years!
How many decades can a person have in his life?
And it took ten years just to break his faith.

Such means are truly horrific.

The real cruelty was far from this. It was to make Ji Yunian pregnant and then let him watch the child die in front of him without being able to do anything.

At this point, Zhong Heng was already in despair.

After Ji Yunian became pregnant, he gave birth and lived in seclusion.

I took my children with me, opened a restaurant, and spent the rest of my life quietly. I didn't want to get involved in the affairs of the immortal world anymore.

But the idea is very good, and the reality is very bleak.

Zhong Heng lay quietly in the scorching desert, wanting to die right there and then. Living was a torture for him now.

Lu Kong was so scary that he could find him easily, as if he had opened a third-person perspective and was observing him the whole time.

He wanted to die, but when he thought of Lu Kong's face, when he thought of his child dying in front of him, when he thought of Ji Yunian's admission, he was unwilling to do so.

In this way, Zhong Heng lay in the desert for a long, long time.

One month, two months, three months, one year.

He just lay motionless in the desert, his eyes no longer full of vigor, only gloom, and his hair turned gray because of what happened that day.

The whole person became dead and heavy.

Until one day, when thunder roared, Zhong Heng finally regained consciousness from his numb inner world, and dense raindrops began to fall.

Wow
Before long, the endless desert was covered by dark clouds and heavy rain fell, as if a hole had been opened in the sky and a waterfall was pouring down from the sky.

Zhong Heng woke up, but soon, his heart was filled with despair again. He let out a long howl, like a mad beast, and rammed the cell like a crazy prisoner.

His hair was disheveled, he was crying and laughing, and running in the rainy desert.

He ran and yelled, "Fuck you!"

After running for an unknown amount of time, he finally ran out of the desert and came to a city.

Zhong Heng walked alone dejectedly, with his gray hair disheveled, looking like a beggar. He walked in a daze like a walking corpse.

"Hey, have you heard that Lord Lu killed everyone related to Zhong Heng in order to avenge him?"

"Oh, the Handsome Guys were exterminated because of Zhong Heng, and they were even forced to have their tendons and bones pulled out. The eldest daughter of the Ji family was disfigured and deprived of her lifespan because she resisted Lu Kong, turning her into an old woman."

"I heard that when Zhong Heng was seriously injured, he hid in a mortal town, but was killed by someone. How tragic."

Countless people were talking on the street.

After hearing the news, Zhong Heng's heartbeat stopped again and a feeling of suffocation surged into his heart. His already desperate mood became even more desperate.

The four ugly men came to my mind.

They are passionate, bold, funny, but have innocent hearts.

They love to help others and have a middle school soul. In order to save an unknown girl, they offended the heir of a big family.

Now he is dead because of himself.

"If you ask me, Zhong Heng is a disaster. Everyone related to him is dead." Someone cursed.

“The Soul-Eating Ghost Clan, Kunlun Mountain, the Chen Family, Guixu, the Ji Family, the Li Family, and even some imperial cities are all looking for him, wanting to get the secrets from Zhong Heng.”

"In the entire ancient star, no one has ever been able to injure Lu Kong like that."

"According to Lu Kong, this person came from the previous era, practiced the methods of the previous era, and has real immortal items." Everyone on the street was talking about it. Not only this city, but the entire ancient star was in turmoil because of Zhong Heng's affairs.

Those powerful men wanted to capture Zhong Heng in order to obtain the secrets of the ancient times, or perhaps the inheritance of true immortals.

But no matter how they calculated Zhong Heng's position, they could not figure it out. Even this person seemed to have been erased by heaven.

Now, even Lu Kong can’t figure it out.

His white Bagua plate was destroyed because of this calculation.

Zhong Heng was silent, squatting in a small alley, with dishevelled hair and dirty face, staring at the sky absent-mindedly.

He was more embarrassed than ever before.

He was now in tattered clothes, his gray hair was messy, and his face was covered with black mud. He was tired and exhausted, so he just lay down on the side of the road and fell asleep.

He once told himself that the Great Emperor Luan Gu was defeated in every battle, and some were even worse off than him, but he could survive, so why couldn't he?

But this kind of self-hypnosis doesn’t work.

Because he was an ordinary person in his previous life, even if he entered an abandoned place and witnessed countless human tragedies, he was used to it.

Except for the moment of despair when their family was wiped out, they quickly recovered.

After obtaining the Immortal Sutra, he became even more ambitious and killed all the enemies in the abandoned land.

But when this frustration and despair came upon him again, it was a different feeling.

I thought my will was strong enough to endure inhuman pain.

But this inhuman pain does not refer to the heart, but the body.

Zhong Heng lay on the side of the road with disheveled hair and closed his eyes to sleep. He didn't want to think too much.

He didn't know how long it had been before he was gently touched. He opened his eyes and looked at the scenery and people around him.

It was a shabby little town with narrow streets, people hurrying by, and a child of three or four years old beside him.

It was this little boy who gently touched Zhong Heng and woke him up.

The little boy had a dirty face and his clothes were even more tattered than Zhong Heng's. Only his eyes were pure, but now they were very timid and a little afraid of Zhong Heng.

The child held half a moldy steamed bun in his little hand, carefully, as if it were a treasure. He was afraid of throwing it away, so he held it in both hands and gave it to Zhong Heng with reluctance on his face.

Seeing the moldy steamed bun being put into Zhong Heng's arms, he couldn't help but be stunned.

The child said timidly: "Uncle, you eat. Zhang Lin is not hungry."

As he spoke, he patted his belly with a kind smile on his face.

Zhong Heng was very alert, fearing that this was another person arranged by Lu Kong.

He calmly used his divine sense to attack the child's mind and used special means to make him speak the truth.

"Who sent you?" Zhong Heng asked in a cold voice.

Although he found that the child had no signs of a cultivator and did not have that kind of aura.

But it does not prevent Lu Kong from having special means.

"What demon? Send by Sleep?" The child spoke with great difficulty, blinking his bright eyes and looking at Zhong Heng curiously.

He stuttered and spoke unclearly.

Zhong Heng's gloomy face frightened him, and he stepped back repeatedly, fell to the ground, and curled up, saying in fear: "Don't hit me, Bu!"

Zhong Heng's face was still gloomy. He became ruthless and searched the soul directly.

The terrifying spiritual power broke through the child's mind and explored the content related to the monk over and over again.

Now, the child stared at the sky with lifeless eyes, and his whole body was like an empty shell without a soul.

Zhong Heng searched the child's memory and found nothing wrong. He only heard about Lu Kong from others when he was begging, but most of them were about his contacts with mortals.

He was still worried and continued checking.

Only after discovering that there was nothing wrong did he use some means to repair the child's soul.

The child seemed to have lost his memory. He fell to the ground, staring blankly at Zhong Heng, and stammered, "Uncle, why don't you eat?"

The way he looked at Zhong Heng should be the same as his.

But he couldn't get any food and fainted from hunger on the roadside.

"If you don't eat it, you will die." The child patted his body, squatted beside him, tilted his head, looked at the steamed bun in Zhong Heng's arms, drooling.

This child has good intentions.

When Zhong Heng saw this scene, the gloomy look on his face disappeared, and he ate the moldy bun with an expressionless face.

When he was searching the soul just now, he already understood the child's situation.

The child was abandoned since childhood and raised by an old beggar, who died two years ago.

The reason for his death was that he could not get any food. In the end, he used up all his strength to beg for food and gave it all to Zhang Lin.

The old beggar even cut off the little flesh left on his body and chopped off his left hand to make soup for the child.

That’s why the child is still alive today.

So, even if he was hungry, he didn't want to see anyone starve to death.

The child's name is Zhang Lin. He is only three and a half years old, but he has been begging all the time. He competes with dogs for food every day and is beaten when he goes to beg.

But even so, Zhang Lin did not give up hope in life and still faced every day with a smile.

This touched Zhong Heng deeply.

(End of this chapter)