When Ningning opened her eyes, she saw endless darkness.

The severe pain caused by Lingshu Immortal Grass disappeared at this moment, and the whole body was too light.

She looked around in a daze, and waited until her eyes became familiar with the current scene. In the corner not far away, she vaguely saw a small, curled figure.

Ning Ning stabilized her distracted consciousness and moved forward step by step.

As we got closer, the blurry shadow finally gradually became clear and roughly outlined by dark colors.

It turned out to be a thin boy, holding his knees tightly with his hands, shrinking his body into a ball, like a dying little beast.

She smelled the strong smell of blood and the damp dust from the ground.

The dark space, the basement, blood.

Ning Ning seemed to understand where she was now.

Pei Ji was backfired by the demonic energy and had no choice but to fall into the inner demon. Her spiritual sense was fragile and she could not resist the erosion of the demonic energy.

This should be his inner demon.

The boy curled up on the ground moved slightly, and Ningning leaned down and looked down at him.

This cellar is closed everywhere, without any light coming in. Fortunately, the practitioners who are sensitive to the five senses, so she was able to see the scene ahead.

It turns out that Pei Ji was so thin when he was a child.

He doesn't have much flesh on his body now. When he hugged her before, he could clearly feel the skeleton of the boy's back. Fortunately, the three meals were coordinated and the spiritual energy was abundant, so he would not look too thin.

But this little big boy is different.

He was barely covered by a shabby thin robe, and his body exposed outside the fabric was incredibly thin, as if he had covered his bones with pale skin.

What's more, there are so many scars on the skin, one after another, dark purple and bright red.

How painful it should be.

This is his childhood memory, and Pei Ji couldn't see her.

But Ningning could see his appearance. Her face was swollen like she was slapped in the face, her long eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Pei Ji must be very scared.

Even if she was in such a drowsy scene, she would feel unconsciously frightened, not to mention the scarred and young him.

So after this, Pei Ji was so afraid of the dark.

A stream of blood flowed silently from the boy's arms. Ningning felt depressed when she saw it. She subconsciously wanted to reach out to wipe it away for him, but her fingertips passed through his body.

The memories of the past cannot be changed, and no one can help him in this dim cellar without seeing the sky.

At this moment, a creaking sound suddenly came from behind. Ning Ning turned around and saw a top-down white light.

——The entrance of the cellar was opened, and the person who came was a woman with a strong bone.

Pei Ji's mother is rarely mentioned in the original work. In the memories of others, this almost crazy woman has not left any trace. When you think about it carefully, it seems that Pei Ji is the only one who can remember her.

Ningning narrowed her eyes by the sudden light, raised her eyes to look at the woman who was gradually approaching here.

Her skin was bloodless and pale, with long hair scattered around her shoulders and back, her blood-stained eyes were deeply sunken, and the lush gray-black scattered around her.

But even so, I can still see a bit of the once glorious appearance.

"What are you doing to pretend to be dead? Get up!"

She stood with her back to the light, her eyes full of unblocked disgust. She stepped forward while speaking and kicked the boy's thin waist and abdomen with his right foot.

Pei Ji was extremely painful, his body shrank back reflexively, but gritted his teeth without making any pain or begging for mercy. His long eyelashes quickly closed up and down, and a broken sob came from his throat.

It was also at this moment that Ningning finally saw his eyes clearly.

When she was a child, Pei Ji had not yet learned to wrap herself up with anger. Her black and round pupils were filled with blurred mist. There was no brilliance under her long eyelashes, but she could only have extreme pain and numbness.

He is trying to maintain his few remaining self-esteem.

However, the more indifferent the woman is, the more uncontrollable anger it makes.

"What does this look mean - do you look down on me, either!"

She seemed to be crazy, hatred overflowing from her eyes. She gritted her teeth and said, while bent and grabbed the boy's black hair, which was soaked in blood, and lifted him up without saying a word: "Xie Yu... You are the same as Xie Yu! You should all die, the remnants of the demon clan!"

Then there was a crisp sound of slap.

Pei Ji was forced to turn his head under great force, and his already swollen face turned red and bleeding.

Ningning's eyes became hot and her heart was almost broken, but she could only stand on the side with stiffness and could not do anything.

"It's all your fault!"

Her voice was hoarse, and her whole back was trembling violently. Facing the child connected to her blood, she spit out extremely vicious words: "Do you hate me? Should you be glad that I keep you... Do you know what the situation is in the current demon race? Everyone can kill him, and wish you could crush his bones and ashes!"

Her voice echoed in the empty and narrow cellar.

Just like a ghost from the abyss, it fills every corner without trace and has not dissipated for a long time.

"You have such bloodlines, and you will never think about living a good life in your life. Only I am willing to take you in. Where can you go after leaving this house?"

She sank her nails deep into Pei Ji's neck. The boy frowned palely, and his biological mother seemed crazy and was filled with hatred: "Evil demons should be punished... Who cares about you, who will approach you...disgusting things!"

Until the end, she had regarded him as Xie Jue.

The city defense was destroyed, displaced, and the family was destroyed. Even if this woman wanted to take revenge, the other party was a superior demon king, so how could she do it easily?

Fortunately, she still has the flesh and blood of that person.

——The boy who looked more and more like Xie Jue day after day.

This is her revenge, just to satisfy her resentment that she has nowhere to vent, which is ridiculous and stupid.

Ningning no longer dared to look at her again, but the young Pei Ji never said a word to look at the woman.

There was ignorance in the boy's eyes, but more of it was a stinging pain. Something broke silently and turned into a broken darkness, scattered deep in his pupils.

He was still so young, and was locked in the cellar for many years, and he knew very little from the outside world. The only source of information he could access was the only thing his mother said every day.

Pei Ji was suffering day after day in such a deep malice.

Those resentful curses and insults were deeply imprinted in his heart. How could he not feel that he was a monster that was not tolerated by the world?

It turns out that compared to this woman, what he hates the most is himself.

Ning Ning half-closed her eyes, unwilling to see the more and more bloodstains on Pei Ji's body, but she couldn't help but linger her eyes on him, and her heart couldn't stop being astringent.

She knows the next plot.

Later, when his mother died of serious illness, Pei Ji lost his shackles and began to wander around in a daze. He knew nothing about the outside world and was knocked and bumped. Sometimes the demonic energy in his body could not be controlled and he was often awakened by cold sweat in the middle of the night.

Hunger, cold eyes, mockery, and the severe pain caused by old injuries day and night.

Until he accidentally joined the Xuanxu Sword Sect.

From then on, the boy learned to keep himself out of trouble and not be involved with anyone, and used cold and hostile anger as an inexplicable cocoon to wrap himself layer by layer.

That's why Pei Ji always looks so cold and fierce.

Since childhood, he has occupied his inner cowardice and self-loathing, and Pei Ji did not know how to get along with others, nor did he think that anyone would be willing to approach him.

This is Pei Ji's inner demon.

The hysterical curse still echoed in my ears, and without any warning, the picture in front of me suddenly became dark.

Both the woman and the boy disappeared in an instant. Ningning didn't understand what happened, so she raised her eyes in a daze and looked at the scene around her.

The whole area became the darkness at the beginning again, and the darkness was boundless, spreading freely throughout the space, making her breathless.

It was also at this moment that Ningning saw a slender figure.

Pei Ji stood not far away, staring at her coldly, and frowned when he touched Ningning's gaze.

So strange.

This was completely a look of strangers, and even a little bored, which was completely different from his usual eyes.

Ning Ning took a step forward: "...Pei Ji?"

His eyes were deeper than the darkness around him. When he spoke in a faint voice, he sneered in his tone: "This trick doesn't work, you don't have to work hard."

What doesn't work, what takes great painstaking efforts?

Ning Ning didn't react and listened to him continue, "The illusion is different from human beings after all."

Oh, it turns out that he thought she was an illusion created by the inner demon.

——But she is obviously herself! Pei Ji, this idiot! Where is the difference between her and herself?

He looked cold and serious, Ning Ning was angry and funny, and a teasing thought surged in his heart, and asked according to Pei Ji's meaning: "Where is different?"

The boy in black pursed his lips, his eyes as calm as the calm Gujing, frowned at her.

"she……"

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he couldn't hear the emotion contained in his tone: "She won't come here."

This place is deep in his inner demon, Pei Ji knew it very well.
To be continued...