"Tsk, look, this 'waste' is here again!"

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that his father was the generalissimo who held the military power in the northern part of the empire, and his uncle was the patriarch of the family, such an incompetent waste would have been driven out of the family a long time ago, then there would still be such an opportunity to eat and drink in the family?"

"Have you heard of it? It is said that when he was born, the magister of our Abyss City was invited by the patriarch to personally test his magic attributes! ”

"Of course I've heard that, it's a seventh-order magician, and he has a great reputation in our empire and even the entire demon race. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Hmph, I didn't expect that the young master of the family, who was praised as a great genius by everyone in the family, would actually be a magical waste."

"yes, who knows what's going on with him!"

Listening to the group of people standing not far away telling mocking jokes without leaving any room, the breathing of the young man walking on the path became slightly rapid.

The boy's face was expressionless, his clenched fists were too hard to make his knuckles a little white, and his slightly sharp nails pierced the skin of his palms, breaking open the wound that was about to heal again.

Blood slowly flowed out of his palms along the gaps between his fingers, and finally dripped into the cracks in the stones on the path.

The boy looked up, revealing a face that could be called extremely beautiful.

The thin eyebrows outline the natural and soft lines, the dark purple eyes are clear, but there is a rare uninhibited teenager hidden in them, the long and curled eyelashes are meekly attached to his eyes, the thin lips reveal a ruddy luster, and the firm nose bridge seems to reveal a stubborn personality.

And the most striking thing is the pair of pointed ears hidden under his slightly long dark purple hair, it is clear that this boy is a demon boy.

Although the boy is only twelve or thirteen years old now, his beautiful face is enough to make human women madly jealous.

But there was a bitter smile on the young man's beautiful face at the moment, as if he was laughing at himself, and the young man ignored those who sarcastically mocked him, and continued to walk along the path at a uniform pace with his head slightly bowed.

The boy was gone, but the group of people did not stop talking about the boy, and they became louder and louder, as if they had to talk about the boy for a while.

"Well, what do you say this shit is doing now?"

"Who knows? I guess where are you going to mess around! ”

"It doesn't seem to be, I heard that his father came back today, he may be going to see his father now."

"Does he still have the face to go to his father? He was incompetent and his mother was involved, why didn't he die! ”

"Shhhhh

"What are you afraid of, this is a fact! Besides, when we talk about his son, will he stand up for his son? ……”

The sound of discussion became farther and farther away, and the young man's lips were also bitten by his own teeth, and the young man's eyes were slightly closed, as if he was absent-minded, but he remembered all the words that those people had just said in his heart.

The boy didn't say anything, lowered his head and took a deep breath, calming his mood, he was going to see his father at this time, if he went to see his father in such a state, it would inevitably cause his father to blame, and the boy didn't want to make his father's mood worse.

After walking for a while, the boy finally stopped in front of the door of a courtyard planted with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, and an immediate response sounded in the room: "Come in." ”

The voice was as loud as a bell, but it revealed the majesty of a superior person, giving people a feeling that could not be refused, which made the young man's heart unable to have a trace of willingness to resist.

When the boy heard an echo in the room, he pushed the door in, then turned around and closed the door.

The interior of the spacious room is simply furnished but neat.

On the left side of the room are several wooden bookshelves with books and some fine handmade ornaments, made from the cheapest items in the bazaar, but the workmanship is superb.

On the right side of the room is a large desk with books and pens and other things, and several landscape paintings hanging on the wall behind the desk, which sets off the room with some elegance.

There is a painting hanging on the wall facing the main entrance of the room, and the painting is a demon woman, the woman is extremely beautiful, with a gentle smile on her face, although it is only a painting, but it is able to know that the woman who painted it must be a peerless beauty.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in front of the painting was looking at the painting with his back to the door, and he didn't even pay attention to the young man entering the room.

After the young man stood five steps away from the middle-aged man's back, his hands hung down casually, and he didn't say anything, just looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man was wearing a purple cloak, his long dark brown hair was casually draped over his shoulders, and a pair of pointed ears were peeking out of his hair, the man stood there, with his hands behind his back, looking up at the painting on the wall, the young man couldn't see the expression on the middle-aged man's face, but he knew that the middle-aged man must have a gentle smile on his face.

This middle-aged man is the father of the young man, that is, the generalissimo who is in charge of the military power in the northern part of the empire in the mouth of the group of teenagers just now.

Since the accident two years ago, every time the middle-aged man returned to the family, he would come to this room as soon as possible, look up at the portrait, and every time he would look at the portrait for a long time, and every time he saw the portrait, he would have a gentle smile on his face.

At the same time, he will also ask someone to call the boy to this room, until the middle-aged man turns around, and then holds the boy tightly in his arms, and says something serious about the boy, and every time the boy is made to cry by what the middle-aged man says.

He cried that he had failed the expectations of his father and mother, that he cried that he was so useless, that he had let his parents endure so much controversy for him, that he had caused his mother to be killed for him.

How many times the boy wanted to die, but he knew that if he died, his father might collapse, so he had to survive no matter what, even if it was humble......

After a while, the middle-aged man turned around, and the young man saw the middle-aged man's face clearly, compared to the last meeting, the middle-aged man's face looked a little vicissitudes, but this did not change the strong aura of the middle-aged man, but made him appear more mature and steady.

Dressed neatly dressed in military uniforms, the middle-aged man's strong and slender figure was wrapped, the neckline was fixed with an attribute magic stone, his hands were behind his back, and there was no expression on his face, but the young man saw that the middle-aged man's eyes were a little red, and it was obvious that the middle-aged man must have shed tears just now, but it was not so obvious.

At first glance, the boy and the middle-aged man still look a little similar, but the boy's face looks softer than the middle-aged man's.

This middle-aged man is the father of the young man, and he is also the ruler of the Northern Military Region among the five major military regions of the Demon Cloud Empire, the sixth-order magician ranked sixth among the powerhouses of the empire, the Great Magician, the Extreme Abyss, and You Feng.

If the boy inherited the appearance of a middle-aged man, then the boy's soft face inherited his mother, that is, the woman in the portrait.

As always, when You Feng saw this only son, who was only twelve years old and was less than his waist, he first smiled softly and stretched out his hand, rubbed the young man's dark purple hair dotingly, and then squatted down, hugged the young man into his arms, let the young man's head rest on his shoulder, and then hugged the young man tightly into his arms.

And when the boy hugged You Feng himself, he also hugged You Feng's waist with his backhand, but only the length of the eleven-year-old boy's arm was limited, although he also hugged You Feng tightly, but his hands could never be held together behind You Feng's back, he could only hug You Feng's back.

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