Temptation Emperor

Night, as quiet as stagnant water.

In the dark, the sound of pattering footsteps gradually approached, and the shadow of a bewitching figure became clearer.

The cold and harsh moonlight scattered on the dark marble floor wantonly through the glass curtain on the roof, illuminating the throne in the center of the space shrouded in moonlight. In the moonlight, there was a trace of desolation and loneliness.

The figure snorted, and still walked towards the throne unhurriedly. The moonlight illuminated the cold and evil face unscrupulously. His crown shone with dazzling light from time to time, and the scepter inlaid with the most beautiful gems in the world was also more beautiful in this scene.

Sitting on the throne boredly, the figure snapped his fingers, and then eight figures appeared in front of him, silent like ghosts.The figure smiled evilly.

"I'm bored."

…………silent

"I'm tired of playing games in this world."

... ... Still silent.

"I heard that after death, there will be a theory of reincarnation. You say, if I die, will I cross the Santu River, go to the Naihe Bridge, and taste Mengpo soup?" The obsidian earrings on the earlobe, the eyes are full of sadness.

Hearing this, the figures of the eight paths shook slightly, as if they wanted to raise their heads but did not dare to raise their heads.Because the cold and evil person sitting in front of them is the king standing at the top of the world's underworld, love.

His name is Qing, but he is ruthless. He doesn't know what love is, but he can bewitch others with that charming face and gentle voice, make them fall in love with him hopelessly, and then push him down to hell , playing in the applause.Everything in this world is just a plaything. When you get tired and tired, you throw it away mercilessly and just replace it with a new one.

But everything is not so logical. The king who stands at the top of the world is really tired now, and the sadness in his eyes is not covered up in the slightest, without the slightest consideration.

Right, money, status, beauties, playthings, knowledge, skills, all of these are already owned by him, even as long as he is willing, he can easily destroy a country by himself.With a wry smile, he lay tiredly on the throne, raised his hand and spread his five fingers, looking at the cold moon in the sky with his long and narrow eyes, as if he wanted to catch it but couldn't.

"You are very happy, you are clearly hanging above the high Hao Kong, but you can still rely on Hao Kong's embrace...

But what about me?I'm the same as you, but I stand on this vast land, but... but who can hold me tightly in their arms? ! "With the indescribable bitterness and sorrow in my heart, I tightly closed my bright eyes and covered my chest with one hand, there was an indescribable emptiness there.

Memories flooded his mind. When he was a child, he was abandoned by his parents and sold to a wealthy pedophile after several twists and turns. He still cannot forget the fact that he was tortured that night when he was only five years old. Life is worse than death, dignity, hope, dream, and that pure heart are completely destroyed and shattered.

Weeping in despair, in the twilight, the dirty man greedily kissed his feet and played with his body. What was even more shameful was that his instinctive reaction would obey that man, looking at those pair of hands full of greed and lust. Eyes, he smiled, the smile was so bright and moving that the man attached to him was stunned for a moment, slowly got up, his weak body embraced the man he hated in his heart, he gently licked the man's earlobe, hoping to It made the man even more irrational, and the fact was exactly as he expected, the man lost his rationality by his slight teasing, pressed him down fiercely, demanded his lips fiercely, his weak hands Slowly stroking the man's back, slowly upwards, as if enjoying it.

Suddenly, when he was lost in love, the man didn't move. He stared fixedly at the young man with a wicked smile on his mouth. Complex emotions flashed in his wide eyes, which gradually became cloudy. Bluntly fell on the young man.

Bang, the boy pushed the man's body off the bed with disgust on his face, looked at his body, raised the corner of his mouth, and went straight into the bathroom to wash.

After a while, he came out, wearing clean clothes, looking at the man on the ground who had been stabbed into the brain by himself with a pen, he smiled coldly, and the fruit knife in his hand flashed a cold light.

The next day, he had already escaped from the city where the man lived, and sat quietly in a square, silently watching the words in the newspaper, "The rich man was brutally torn to pieces, and the police have launched an investigation." "Is it just dismemberment? Hehe, the media and the police really like to distort the facts."

Throwing the newspaper into the trash can conveniently, the thin figure of the young man disappeared into the square.

The scene changed, and at a large banquet, the boy at that time had already turned into a simple and crisp young man, with a wicked face, gentle tone, charming smile, decent and even extravagant clothes, no one would think that the person in front of him The soul in the young man's body has long been tainted, but they all know that this seemingly harmless young man is a ruthless character in the underworld.

"Qing, do you mind if I ask you a question?" An extraordinary woman walked up to the young man with red wine in her hand and asked in a seductive voice.

"As long as it doesn't touch the bottom line, I don't mind, beautiful lady." The young man smiled intoxicatingly, and gently took the woman's hand and kissed it gently, only to see a blush appear on the woman's face, and said in a more seductive tone .

"Why are you called 'Qing'? This shouldn't be your real name, right?"

As soon as the words came out, the people nearby gradually lowered their voices, straining their ears to hear the young man's answer, and the young man just smiled, as if there was not much resistance.

"This 'qing' is my real name. I have neither a surname nor a first name. So a 'qing' is my name."

The woman smiled awkwardly and left Shanshan. She thought the young man was lying, but in fact, the young man was not.

The fragments of memories turned faster, and Qing's eyelids moved slightly, he saw his past, he saw how he ascended to the throne of the underworld that the world looked up to, he saw countless people who died under his own hands, killing without purpose, Playing with no purpose, everything without purpose, brother's betrayal, enemy's cunning, calculations of people around him, even the woman he had a slight liking for before approached him not for the sake of status and power, and was eventually played to death by himself...

Bones, yes, how many bones are buried under this throne, hehe, my soul, my heart, has long been unclean.Sinking, darkness, chaos, why on earth was I born in this world?Who am I living for?Why does everyone in the world have someone who truly loves each other, but I don't?Am I doomed to be lonely all my life?