Anxiety frowned and said: "I have a few more names..."

"Stop, stop, stop, you are stacking the murder books here! Are you approving the vests layer by layer?"

Hei Yang rubbed his brows with a speechless expression.

"Please state your purpose completely, and then I will judge the situation."

"Your world touches the edge of our world, and the angle is very suitable for cross-border travel..."

Anxiety tells the truth: "Then I came."

Hei Yang: "I asked about the purpose!"

"No purpose."

Anxious looked confused: "Didn't I tell you to just come and have a look?"

"But you just mentioned my sister."

Hei Yang was not fooled: "Avoiding the important and choosing the light, you are a very bad old woman!"

"..."

Anxiety was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "I just aroused the anxiety seeds in their hearts a little, and wanted to see how anxiety develops in different intelligent creatures..."

"Finally admit it!"

Hei Yang frowned coldly: "Listening to this tone, it's not just Xiao Qiao who is influenced by you, but also others?"

"As of now..."

Anxiety stretched out his finger: "Inspire 3,400 seeds and harvest 2,200 fruits..."

To be honest, she is not usually so easy to talk to, but the aura of the person in front of her is getting more and more frightening to her...

"You said you meant no harm!"

Hei Yang drew his sword directly: "We have harmed more than 3,000 people, and my sister has lost weight due to hunger!"

Anxiety: "Actually, it's not just the little girl, but also her parents..."

Hei Yang: "???"

"Exile!"

"Calm down! Calm down!"

Her anxious pupils shrank sharply. Faced with Hei Yang who was quick to attack at the slightest disagreement, she instantly felt the breath of death. At the moment, she ignored her heartache and lowered her figure crazily, consuming a lot of anxiety and barely resisting this attack.

"Kacha"

There was a cracking sound, and what turned out to be an anxious old man turned into a woman in her thirties. Seeing Hei Yang continuing to attack, she quickly quibbled.

"They themselves have the seeds of anxiety. I just help them face up to their hearts. There is no danger..."

"Nonsense!"

Hei Yang's body flickered as if stuck, and then his spiritual power surged again.

"Bai Ju! Exile again!"

"Wait, I surrender!"

The anxious and wide-eyed look of a teenage girl.

"You surrender when you say you surrender? Instant kill!"

"I'll help you relieve their anxiety!"

Three- and four-year-old infants and toddlers have frightened faces.

"Stop fighting, don't fight, you're going to be beaten to death, and the compensation will be huge!"

"Deserve it!"

Hei Yang held the sword in his hand with an indifferent look on his face: "What do you think of the people in our world? Are you a potted plant for growing flowers?

Absorb their anxieties and then strengthen yourself?"

"This, this is a win-win situation..."

Anxiety beeped softly: "This will also allow them to grow and mature..."

"Then I'll make you look younger again!"

"Wrong, wrong!"

Anxiety looked at the sword so close at hand, horrified.

"Oh, Accident said it likes accidents, but it turns out it doesn't want to let itself get into accidents..."

Hei Yang raised his eyebrows: "Then I would like to ask, when you make others anxious, have you ever thought about what your own mental state will be like when you are anxious?"

"I..."

Anxiety's mouth twitched: "I clearly understand what anxiety is. No one understands anxiety better than me, so how can I be anxious..."

Hei Yang: "..."

"Na."

Hei Yang handed over the anxiety-making instrument, but the sword in his hand still did not relax. He said in a calm voice: "Try using it?"

"Ah?"

Anxious for a moment, he looked at the words on the manufacturing instrument.

[Anxiety Creation: It doesn’t matter whether you are telling the truth or not. What is important is that if you say the wrong thing again, you will be killed.]

Anxiety: "..."

【Manufacturing successful!】

"..."

"..."

"My birthday is in March, and in about two months, I will be sixteen."

Hong Qiao lowered her head, her two little feet dangling uneasily under the table.

"Everyone says that the flowering season is when you are sixteen, and the rainy season is when you are seventeen.

At the age of sixteen, you have the innocent happiness of a child and the freedom you partially desire. It is the age when you are as happy as a flower...

However, that description should be referring to Huihui. As for me, I feel that the older I get, the less happy I am...

In my imagination, my life script should be like this: practice hard, show my talent, then be accepted as a disciple of the Five Elements Sect, succeed in practicing Taoism in the sect, and return to my hometown to repay my parents.

In the meantime, there may be a balance of friendship and love to add color to life, just like you, Sister Hongli!

But the reality is that if I only rely on my own talent, it will be difficult for me to be selected by the Five Elements Sect to become a disciple of the Immortal Sect - I got stuck at the first step of the plan!

If someone is blocking me or hindering me, I just need to get rid of that obstacle.

But the problem lies in talent, and I don’t even know how to make up for it!

I know, because of your face, Sister Hongli, Aunt Hongling told me that it is not difficult to enter the Five Elements Sect... But what happens after that?

I am unqualified myself. Even if I get in through connections, the gap may only get wider and wider.

Sister, you become the leader of the clan in one year, and I might be persuaded to quit or be at the bottom in one year.

Should I waste my time and achieve nothing, and then go home and continue to rely on my parents to support me...I would feel guilty to death!

But my parents said, it’s nothing, just be happy! We can support you!

This is not the point!

The key is that I also want to repay them!

Otherwise, what is the purpose of all my efforts over the years?

Is my life of the past ten years meaningless?

Should I accept my fate and admit that I am not the material for this?

I don’t want it! I don’t want it! I don’t know!

But I can’t do it, I can’t do it, I really tried hard for a long time, but I can’t do it!

But the more kind they are to me and the more open-minded they are, the more pressure I feel on myself.

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It would be better to be scolded, which would make me feel better...

I am very confused now and have a lot of things to say to others, but when my parents try to talk to me and find solutions, I am extremely resistant.

I felt like I was trapped on an uninhabited island, constantly sending distress signals to the outside world and throwing bottles one after another, hoping that someone would see and find me.

As a result, when I saw a ship passing by from a distance on the island, I panicked and got into the bushes to hide my figure...

I want to be saved, but I don’t want to have contact with others. I feel very conflicted. I feel like I am going to be pushed into a desperate situation..."
To be continued...