Chapter 45: The Heart Grows Cold
Ye Feng has never been a good person, and you can't expect a child who grew up in bloody killings since he was a child to have a benevolent heart, not to mention that under the Blood God King's almost cold-blooded teaching for many years, Ye Feng only has an almost cold heart, not to mention that he is being bullied by others for no reason now.
Therefore, looking at the silver-armored man who was instantly killed by Ye Feng, even if Ye Thirteen knew the result of this matter, he could only sigh.
Ye Feng was in a very bad mood, the imperial capital was his homeland, and it was the place where his father asked him to go back, and now, he was still so far away from the imperial capital, and the road far ahead seemed to have been blocked.
"Shizi! Someone doesn't want you to go back! "As a member of the Shadow Guard, Night Thirteen is accustomed to seeing too many intrigues and calculations, and almost immediately figured out the cause and effect of the incident.
"Why?" Ye Feng was very confused, it can be said that in this Great Zhou Dynasty, there are not many people he knows, and it can even be said that except for the carefree Marquis Ye Wuxin, there is only the noble son who has only one side of the relationship.
But I don't have any conflict of interest with them? Ye Feng couldn't figure it out.
"Because you are the son of the Blood God King, and the Blood God King is the most favored of His Majesty the Holy Emperor today, and was even once considered to be the best choice for the current crown prince, although because of some things, the five princes were assigned to the border wilderness, but no one dares to guarantee that in the mind of His Majesty the Holy Emperor, there is no trace of the five princes at all." Night Thirteen's words were very direct, and he explained the key point in one sentence.
"That's it! So who is the current crown prince? "Ye Feng is not a fool, he thought of the key point almost immediately.
"The emperor's eldest son, Ye Changtian!"
"Does he have a son? About the same age as me? Almost immediately, Ye Feng thought of the woman who was suspected of being his aunt in the Heavenly Machine World, and the young man in yellow next to the woman.
The boy who was robbed of the spirit beast circle by that woman.
"Yes! The emperor's eldest grandson, Ye Qian! Two years older than you! There was a hint of amazement in Ye Thirteen's words, the battle between the children of the royal family was still difficult to avoid, but compared to before, he had already made up his mind in his heart, and he had a determination to put life and death aside for the sake of the prince.
"Extraterrestrial demons?" A hint of a smile appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, it was so cold, with a terrifying murderous intent.
Ye Feng is not a good person, Ye Thirteen absolutely believes this, in the past thirteen years, Ye Thirteen has seen the most Ye Feng's killing figure, in the turbulent group of demonic beasts, killing back and forth.
And now that the border is far away, the demonic beasts are nowhere to be found, but the danger has not decreased, on the contrary, from this moment on, Ye Feng's survival has encountered a huge crisis, and the killing machine from the same race is under the banner of strangling demons.
And for a teenager who has been away from the crowd for thirteen years, it can only bring disgust for the human race, and it is even possible that this teenager who has been fighting with demonic beasts for thirteen years will eventually truly transform into a demon, a demon in human form.
Looking at the young man with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, Night Thirteen's heart was very worried.
The sky is thousands of miles, the land is vast, Ye Feng is far away from the deserted city, away from his dream of setting foot in the human city, and even at this moment, the desire for family affection in Ye Feng's heart has also come to naught at this moment.
Night Thirteen found that his worries were gradually becoming a reality, because under the tracking of the enemy step by step, Ye Feng finally went on a killing spree, and even Night Thirteen had begun to see the blood shadow around Ye Feng's body, which was a figure submerged by the blood-colored waves, although it was just an ordinary sergeant, but with the increase in the number of people, the sound of the blood-colored waves on Ye Feng's body became more and more surging.
A trace of blood had begun to overflow out of Ye Feng's hair, and the originally agile eyes had been covered with a layer of blood.
"Your Majesty! Don't you know all this? Looking up at the sky, Night Thirteen sighed.
"Father! The imperial capital has abandoned us, and the child can't go back! "The continuous killings, although they have not caused any harm to themselves, but Ye Feng knows that this is just the beginning, when the news of the extraterritorial demons spreads, it will no longer be these ordinary soldiers or low-level monks who will hunt him down, but may become those powerful monks.
Ye Feng's heart became colder and colder, and the desire for family affection that had been once made not so clear after one killing after another.
Facing the rugged mountain road under his feet, as well as the deep and dense jungle on both sides, Ye Feng didn't know where he was.
The Mai on his body had already turned bloody, and the black hair on his head had turned even more scarlet, and there was a bloody aura.
Ye Feng never regretted his choice, even if he did everything again, he would still not hesitate to kill the silver-armored commander who would move towards him.
"It's not my fault, there's no need for me to repent of it!" If there is still persistence in Ye Feng's heart at this moment, then there is only this simple truth left, which is also the truth that his father, the Blood God King, has insisted on all his life.
"Father! Where are you? I miss you so much! "Where there is no one, Ye Feng left tears, although his father has always been so cold in the thirteen years of border life, but after leaving his father, Ye Feng found that the coldness is also a kind of love, a kind of care to cultivate his own strength.
"Mother! Have you seen your father? Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes, Ye Feng's eyes became brighter, the scarlet luster on his hair receded, and even the bloody aura dissipated at this moment.
"They're coming!" Night Thirteen's voice sounded, and Ye Feng knew that the real danger was coming.
"Extraterrestrial demons! Let me see what you look like? "This is a man, a plum blossom embroidered on the cuffs of a brocade robe, Ye Feng doesn't know what this mark means, and even for this mark, Ye Feng doesn't have the slightest interest, he just needs to know that this person is his enemy, to hunt his own enemy of the extraterritorial demon, all this is enough.
"You saw it!" Ye Feng's voice was cold, this was a Spirit Fetal Realm cultivator who was beyond his own realm, and he was already standing opposite Ye Feng at this time, with a hint of mockery on his slightly handsome face.
"Not bad! I've seen a man who has been slandered as a demon! The brocade-clothed man had a smile on his face, a disdainful smile.
"And what are you going to do?" Ye Feng's gaze was still cold, staring coldly at this brocade-clothed man who disdained him.