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He was extremely scared, but no one gave him protection.

No one saw his frightened and helpless eyes, and no one heard his increasingly hoarse and desperate cry.

He watched helplessly as he became weaker and weaker day by day, and watched as he fell into an "isolated and helpless" situation, but could do nothing.

He could only let himself be slowly devoured by the monster on his body.

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Even as a child, he understood what hate was.

He hates this monster!

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How could he not hate this monster?

It destroyed everything for him and used his family to threaten him into submission.

It's just that he is weak and can only bury this hatred deep in his heart, allowing it to accumulate over time and penetrate deep into his bones.

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He originally thought that this hatred would only rot in the bottom of his heart.

This hatred will follow him until his death.

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However, the parasitic vine monster died.

He watched the parasitic vine monster fall apart, the smelly juice splashing everywhere, and even a few dark red spots fell on his clothes.

He wanted to laugh, but cried again.

Is this the end of his hatred?!

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No, when he saw something similar to a monster again, and when he confirmed the identity of the other monster from Master Xiao's mouth, the hatred in his heart began to boil again.

Damn monster!

Damn monster!

All monsters deserve to die!

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Probably I have really hated him for too long and too deeply.

Even if the target of hatred is dead, the hatred has been soaked in his heart for too long, mixed with his blood, flowed through his limbs and bones, and became a cancer in his heart.
Chapter completed!