392. Chapter 392 Linglong Seven Towers [2]
Zhuge Zheng's words drove the newly born Zhuge Canglan into hell.
There is no doubt about what happens to a little girl who is disliked by her biological father at the moment of birth and even had the idea of killing.
Zhuge Canglan watched as he grew up, could turn over, crawl, walk... and was bullied, unable to eat enough, and could not wear warm clothes, and lived a life that was worse than the lowest-level servants in the Zhuge family.
I ate leftovers. In the middle of winter, I wore a thin layer of old clothes, my hands were covered with frostbite, swollen than radish, and my feet were wearing single shoes, and my soles were all worn out.
He was ridden by Zhuge Liuxiang, used as a target of archery by Zhuge Jingbei, and beaten and scolded by his subordinates...
Every time Liu Rou saw her, she just cried. She was crying, begging God and her own destiny. She didn't dare to say that Zhuge Zheng was not right, but she never thought about what she could fight for her daughter.
As a mother, Liu Rou undoubtedly failed.
She seemed to have never given her anything except life.
It is a miracle that Zhuge Canglan can survive in such twelve years.
Zhuge Canglan watched the skinny girl struggle to struggle in the whirlpool of suffering, seeking to survive humbly...
Seeing her cowardly wanting to be cared for and loved by others, but unfortunately... she is still being stepped under her feet again and again.
Zhuge Canglan found that the picture turned to the moment before she was performing a blood sacrifice. Zhuge Liuxiang, Zhuge Qingwei, the eldest lady, Mei Aunt Mei, Zhuge Jingbei, and the people who had bullied her in the Zhuge family said that it was the honor she had cultivated for hundreds of years.
Those disgusting faces may have become the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Zhuge Canglan clearly heard the voice in her heart: "Actually... death is good, at least... it is better than now..."
The picture finally freezes on the fairy platform of Langhuan's blessed land. The weak little blood was cut, and the blood flowed out and dyed the white jade bed under her body red.
The girl looked at the blue sky with empty eyes: "God, if a person really has his next life... Please don't let me be a human being again. It's really difficult to be a human being... It's so difficult..."
The color of the blood made Zhuge Canglan's eyes hurt and astringent, as if something was about to fall out.
It is obvious that the girl is actually the same as before, but Zhuge Canglan is very far away from her. It is like being in a bitter TV series. Apart from a hint of helplessness and sadness, there is no other feeling.
Even when Zhuge Canglan saw Zhuge Zhengda's wife Zhuge Liuxiang...the faces of those people, all that was left in Zhuge Canglan's heart was numbness.
It should be said that she was relieved. She was the one she used to be, not the present... Since the revenge has been avenged, she cannot always live in the psychological world of Zhuge Canglan in the past.
She wants to start her own life.
But now it looks like a big dream, as if it is a different life!
With Zhuge Canglan's sigh, the things in his eyes finally rolled out, slashed across his cheeks, fell from his chin, and fell to the ground, making a "tick" breaking sound.
Then……
Those pictures are like bubbles, slowly disappearing and breaking...
Zhuge Canglan was shocked and woke up instantly. Only then did she realize that everything she had just seen was illusory. She was in Linglong Tower and passing the first floor...
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Chapter completed!