human suffering

Goat milk is not like beer, it is refreshing and delicious.

It's too honest to swallow.

"Brother Hui, how much should I drink?"

"A hundred bowls is enough."

The first sip of goat's milk I took was sprayed all over Gong Kanghui's face.

"What, are you going to hold me to death?"

Gong Kanghui wiped his face, a little unhappy.

“One hundred and ten bowls, not counting the bowl just now.

You can't go back until you finish drinking, I said so. "

Cai Gen was furious at that time and dropped the bowl on the ground.

"Whatever you say, you're just trying to pick a fight with me, right?

There are still a lot of things going on at home. "

The mahjong sound stopped again, and everyone looked at Cai Gen with unkind expressions.

"Yes, you are right, I am just looking for trouble with you."

"Who told you to sell us just now?"

"In a sense, you betrayed us and the master.

"We are very unhappy."

"Hoho!"

Cai Gen could hear dissatisfaction from Suiren's tone.

Did you really do something wrong?

"No, why do you all blame me?

Wasn’t there nothing I could do at the time?

All the Hou Tu were wiped out at once.

What else do I have to rely on?

I sacrificed myself for the sake of the world. What was wrong with me?

With the conditions Ponte offered me, do I have any choice? "

Gong Kanghui picked up the bowl and filled it with goat milk again.

"If he were a master, and faced the same situation, he would choose to run.

As long as he is here, countless personal worlds can be re-established.

You will never be bound by the human world. "

Gong Kanghui thrust the bowl into Cai Gen's hand and could not refuse.

"If it were me, I would choose to die.

The Wheel of Life will choose the next ordinary person to inherit the will of the God of Bitterness and protect the world.

So, Cai Gen, what are you reluctant to part with? "

Cai Gen's hand holding the bowl was shaking a little, and he felt extremely wronged.

"But I can't die. Wiping my neck will trigger the favor system, and people will come out to return favors.

The backing soil is gone, and if others come out, won't their sacrifices be in vain? "

Seeing that Cai Gen was about to cry, Gong Kanghui laughed, which eased the atmosphere at the scene.

Then he became solemn again.

“So, are you reluctant to part with those favors, or are you reluctant to part with your family in this world?

"Houtu has lost his ability to play with himself, so he really can't beat him?"

"Is it possible that Houtu just wants to teach you a lesson?"

"Looking at it now, her sacrifice was meaningless."

"You still don't understand what to give up."

"Huohuo."

Cai Gen was dumbfounded by the question and didn't know what to say for a moment.

I was so angry that I really wanted to overturn the mahjong table.

"I'm giving up the wool, don't bother me with the CPU.

Whatever I do is reasonable, so don’t be gibberish.

If you are not satisfied, kill me and find someone else.

Kill me and replace me with a satisfactory one.

I beg you, kill me.

You can see whether I am willing to part with it or not.

Come on, do it.

Take action."

As Cai Gen became more and more excited, Ponte next to him actually shouted.

"Yes, do it, kill him, and find someone else.

I have long disliked him. "

Cai Gen ignored Ponte's push.

Still roaring.

But, I heard a lot of echoes.

"Do it"

"Do it"

"Do it"

It turns out that everyone in the sea of ​​suffering has ended the battle and completely assimilated the soul brought by Ponte.

When the fighting spirit was strong, they were all infected by Cai Gen.

Towards the top of the mountain, the five people who were picking on Cai Gen roared angrily.

It seems that they have offended not only Cai Gen, but also everyone in the sea of ​​suffering, and even the entire will of the God of suffering.

Gong Kanghui and the others were surprised at first, and then ecstatic. Not daring to make any big moves, for fear of interrupting, Cai Gen and the God of Bitterness were in sync with his will.

Unfortunately, Cai Gen's ability to control his emotions is getting stronger and stronger.

After losing control for a moment, he regained his composure.

"Forget it, I admit it, I'm afraid of death, what can I do?

There is no point in my fear of death.

It makes sense and I don’t want to die.

Is there something wrong?

If there's something wrong with it, then I'll just leave it as it is. "

"Love so much!"

"Love so much!"

"Love so much!"

Cai Gen was acting a bit rogue in the end.

However, hundreds of millions of people followed him and acted rogue, and the atmosphere was different.

Even if he says the most outrageous words, he still has a sense of history and a sense of identity with millions of people.

Everyone's opinion may be describing the situation at hand.

An ordinary sentence will be repeated after being recognized by hundreds of millions of people.

Every word is no longer ordinary.

Each word is given a special energy.

It formed an entity in the air and lingered on Cai Gen's head, unable to disperse for a long time.

Gong Kanghui and the others were dumbfounded.

I really can't understand that such a cowardly Cai Gen is obviously acting recklessly and unreasonably.

Why is it recognized by the will of the god of suffering, and even on the same frequency.

At this time, they could only say something to refute Cai Gen.

It means going against the hundreds of millions of people in the sea of ​​suffering.

The slogan that has become popular among the people is like an energy entity that can instantly obliterate any opposition.

"Haha, you're right."

"There's nothing wrong with it. It's reasonable for you to correct it."

"We're just going to discuss it, don't get excited."

"Whose turn is it to play cards? Hurry up, I'm almost going crazy."

"Huohuo."

Everyone sat down again with smiles on their faces.

He concentrated on playing mahjong, seemingly serious, but the focus never left Cai Gen.

Cai Gen is also a donkey, and without confrontation, he feels quite boring.

"Hey, why are you doing this?

Compared with me all day long, it is better to improve my knowledge.

Or give me an instruction manual.

How could I have imagined that Houtu could go offline on purpose just to teach me lessons?

I don't even know how far the suffering god's favor can go.

Today I realized that if I am gone, the wheel of fate will still choose the next one.

Anyway, it's all your fault for not telling me everything.

Even if I take the wrong path in the future, it will be the fault of God of Pain. Who didn’t give me the instructions?

I, Cai Gen, can never go wrong.

Even if it's wrong, I won't admit it. "

"I don't recognize it either."

"I don't recognize it either."

"I don't recognize it either."

Gong Kanghui began to smile bitterly and shook his head.

The will of the God of Bitterness was completely led astray by Cai Gen.

Playing rogue and being unreasonable can resonate with everyone.

After that, is there any truth to be said?

If there is no reason to explain, how can we distinguish right from wrong, good from bad?

“Oh, shut up and stop causing trouble.

Are you annoyed by the repeater?

Do you worship me that much? "

Cai Gen was confused as he listened to the echoes in the sea of ​​suffering.

I was a little upset to begin with, but the more I listened to it, the more annoyed I became.

He subconsciously yelled towards Kuhai.

As a result, the people in the sea of ​​suffering actually responded to Cai Gen.

Concise and concise, only one word.

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!"

"Pooh!"

Billions of people spurn one person at the same time.

The momentum was unimaginable.

Like a strong wind blowing across the top of the mountain, Cai Gen couldn't even open his eyes.

Fortunately, they were just making sounds and there was no actual liquid attack.

Otherwise, Cai Gen will be drowned.