I played the role of a cannon fodder scumbag, but I was the heartthrob

Chapter 238 Master Bai Yueguang, You Smell So Good (108)

The covetous eyes of the people around him were enough to tear him apart.

The murderer once again pressed him for the whereabouts of the artifact, but he refused to tell him no matter what.

Until the murderer tempted him, saying that he could resurrect his parents as long as he was willing to hand over the Moon Shadow Fan and sacrifice himself.

But he didn't know where the Moon Shadow Fan was. How could his parents give him such an important thing?

But he missed his parents so much that he tried to trick the tiger into resurrecting his parents first. Unfortunately, his plan was discovered.

This time, the murderer lost his patience and called a few people over. They pressed him to the ground, stripped off his clothes, and moved the red-hot iron towards him.

The burned flesh on his face sizzled and smoked, and he passed out from the pain.

After waking up, he looked like neither human nor ghost.

His face was wrapped in thick gauze and covered with medicine. It was not because the murderer was merciful, but because he could not die until he revealed the whereabouts of the artifact.

From then on, he served the prostitutes and waiters in this brothel.

At the very least, he was starved, and at the worst, he was beaten. At first, he wanted to escape, but after being caught several times, he accepted his fate.

Just before his ninth birthday, a blind hero descended from the sky and rescued him when he was about to accept his fate and learn to serve and please the guests like the locals.

The blind hero had his face covered with a white cloth and his eyes were dim, but he was very skilled in martial arts and he easily saved him, let everyone go, and burned the place down.

She took little Ye Zhao back to an abandoned house, and thought of ways to treat him every day and made delicious food for him, all of which were his favorite vegetarian dishes.

Days passed, and when he was changing his dressing again, Xiao Yezhao spoke awkwardly, "Your...name..."

The blind hero sounded a little happy, but he was crying very hard. Xiao Yezhao didn't understand whether he was happy or unhappy?

"Just call me the Blind Hero."

Xiao Ye Zhao saw that he was wearing patched and ragged clothes, his face was unshaven and covered with a white cloth, and he was carrying a sword on his back that was wrapped in countless rags and could not be seen clearly.

Her eyes were gray and without a trace of light. She must have had a tragic past, just like him, so she didn't ask any more questions.

On the day when the wound on his face healed, Xiao Yezhao came to the dusty mirror in the room and found a rag to wipe off the dust on the mirror.

Standing there, he peeled off the gauze bit by bit, and was shocked to see the words "pedophile" engraved on the face reflected in the mirror. The light in little Ye Zhao's eyes completely disappeared, and he let out a miserable cry, "Ahhh!"

Every time he looked at himself in the mirror, Xiao Yezhao would collapse and throw the cup at the mirror in panic.

With a "bang", the mirror shattered into pieces.

Xiao Yezhao screamed at the top of his lungs and retreated repeatedly. The wound on his face had clearly healed, but it seemed as if countless tiny branches were twisting around him, like evil spirits pestering him.

My legs lost their strength and I fell to the ground, shaking my head in fear.

"not like this!"

"I'm not!"

"I'm Ye Zhao!"

"I am the young master of the Ye family in Zhennan City!"

"But am I still like this?"

"Actually, wouldn't it be better if I stayed here, rotted away completely, and forgot who I once was..."

"It's all my fault. It's because of me that my parents..."

"This is God's punishment for me. I have to live with this for the rest of my life..."

"no no no!"

"Get rid of these traces, no one can see them..."

Xiao Yezhao's emotions were completely out of control, and he began to talk nonsense unconsciously.

His hand groped around on the ground, pain growing, and he touched a piece of broken mirror.