Douluo's opening sign in Jiuyang Shengong

Chapter 1 The Bullied Prince
"Stop, who told you to go, let me see what you are holding in your arms?" An arrogant and domineering boy led two glamorous boys to stop a maid in tattered clothes.

"Master, please let me go! I still want to feed my young master with medicine!" The maid knelt down on the ground, holding a medicine jar tightly in her arms, crying and kowtow.

The arrogant young man walked in front of the servant girl walking at a pace that his relatives did not recognize, and raised the chin of the girl who was kowtowing with one finger.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I don't know that the good fortune that that trash has cultivated for several lifetimes is like this, but there are still people who are willing to follow him wholeheartedly."

"But young master, I am very unhappy. What should I do?" The arrogant boy "accidentally" bumped into the girl, and then the medicine jar flew out of the girl's arms.

The girl looked at the medicine jar that flew out and cried loudly: "No, no! This is medicine for the young master, how can you do this."

"boom"

The medicine jar fell to pieces, and all the medicine inside flowed out, still steaming.

The arrogant young man stood up and said in a beating voice: "Oh, didn't I accidentally bump into you because I didn't stand firm? Who knew that you were so unsteady in your hug."

After speaking, he left with two other people laughing arrogantly.

A young man said nervously, "Is this really okay? Anyway, he can be regarded as the prince's son, if..."

"Why are you so timid? With your eldest brother here, what are you afraid of? Besides, it's not certain that the prince knows that he is a good-for-nothing son." Another boy patted the head of the boy who had just spoken, and bowed his head to flatter the arrogant boy.

"Look, Xiao San is still sensible." The arrogant boy patted the flattering boy on the shoulder.

"The strange smell here is really unpleasant, if it weren't for..." the arrogant boy didn't continue.

"Forget it, let's go quickly, it's really bad luck, otherwise this kid can make me happy, I wouldn't come to this kind of place." The arrogant young man covered his nose and said in disgust.

"Yes, yes, this place is full of lowly people. How can it be worthy of our eldest brother? Only the owner of Yuexuan Pavilion can be worthy of it." Liu San said flatteringly.

"You're still a sensible boy." The arrogant boy praised Liu San and turned his head to look at the dog with his head down, he couldn't get angry.

"It's really embarrassing for you to learn from Liu Sanxue." He left angrily.

Gouzi clutched the back of his head, "I'm messing with someone again."

Looking at the arrogant young man in front of him, Gouzi licked his face shamelessly and followed.

The girl kneeling on the ground stumbled and crawled to the side of the broken medicine jar, her eyes could not help but shed tears.

"What can I do, young master, Liu'er is really useless, I'm sorry!" While crying, she packed up the broken pieces of medicine jars.

There was still some medicinal liquid that hadn't been drained completely. The maid called Liu'er collected the remaining medicinal liquid, and then hugged her tightly like holding a treasure and headed towards an extremely remote courtyard.

"Young master, young master, Liu'er is back, and the medicine is here." The maid named Liu'er pushed open the air-tight door made of several wooden boards.

On a bed made of wood, there was an unknown soft grass as a cushion. Lying on it was a thin, dark-yellow-skinned, pale-faced boy who looked only six or seven years old.

The young man was wearing silk clothes, but they were also tattered and thin. I really don't know how this young man suffered.

Liu'er carefully took out the tattered medicine jar from her bosom, wiped away the tears on her face, ignored the scars on her body, and carefully fed her young master the medicine bit by bit.

Liu'er scooped up a small spoonful of liquid medicine with a small spoon, and then slowly fed her young master to drink it.

Who knew that her young master couldn't drink the medicine at all, even if he fed a little, his young master coughed it up.

Liu'er sat helplessly on the edge of the bed and cried, "Master, you are taking medicine, how can you do without medicine. What should I do?"

Looking at the peaceful boy lying on the bed, his pale face seemed to say that his time was numbered.

Liu'er blushed slightly, cheering herself up as if she had made up her mind.

"Master, Liu'er offended."

Liu'er slightly parted her lips, took a small sip of the liquid medicine, then slowly leaned over the young man, feeding the young man the medicine lip-to-lip.

Liu'er, who was lovingly feeding her young master medicine, didn't notice that her young master's fingers moved slightly at this moment.

After feeding it more than ten times in a row, Liu'er finally fed all the remaining liquid medicine into the young master's mouth.

Liu'er looked at the young master who had finished taking the medicine and smiled foolishly.

Carefully, she saw black water flowing from the corner of her young master's mouth, picked up a clean rag to wipe it clean, checked it again, and covered her young master with soft grass contentedly. , gently exited the room.

Looking at the room again, the boy lying on the bed moved his fingers again, slowly and more and more violently.

Until a moment, the boy lying on the bed sat up suddenly like a dead body.

However, because the movement was too violent, the frail boy grinned as he felt the pain in his body.

"Hiss, where am I? Why is my body in such pain?" the weak boy said tremblingly.

But the room was quiet, and no one answered his question.

"It's true that good people don't live long, and the evil will last for thousands of years?" The frail young man curled up his mouth and smiled helplessly.

"It's just right to die, and you don't have to pay back the debt. It's all over."

"But where am I? Heaven is impossible. I made such mischief in my previous life. It seems that this is hell. No wonder I am in such pain. It seems that this is my punishment."

The boy recalls his past.

He was born in a ravine. He had no mother since he was a child, but only a drunk father. Every day, his father either beat or scolded him.

But he endured it until he was nine years old and couldn't take it anymore, so he ran out with a family member who went out to work, and made a living by begging along the way.

Then he came to a city full of feasting and feasting. In that city, he survived by relying on his own cleverness, and followed a group of gangsters to socialize.

He has done everything from sneaking around to collecting protection money.

Until I met that her.

Thinking of this, the boy smiled slightly.

That was the happiest time for him, and he was content to follow her every day, but on her way home from school one night, a car rushed towards her.

He followed her, naturally seeing all this. At that moment, he ran towards her with all his might, and then pushed her away with all his might.

Needless to say, he was hit by that car and flew away. At the moment he was hit and flew up, he saw her running towards him and hugged him in her arms.

At that moment, he felt that the time was too short, if only he could stop like this.

The frail teenager smiled.

(End of this chapter)