Mo Wuwei didn't expect that he would meet his own master, Lu Chengqian, the leader of the scourge team with the legendary name of "Demon Domain Envoy", so suddenly.

Although Wei Mingji's "caretakers" from childhood to adulthood were all personally appointed by Lu Chengqian, Mo Wuwei received orders from his direct superiors, and because of his low position, he never met this top boss from beginning to end.

Mo Wuwei didn't quite understand what his team leader's plan was to remove all the elites and replace them with him, a soft-footed shrimp with little ability, but he didn't have to deal with those abnormal creatures anymore, as long as he changed his way every day to make the young master "change his mind", this kind of non-high-risk work Mo Wuwei was still willing to do.

"Sir, why are you free to come here today?"

Generally, people in the scourge group outside will call Lu Chengqian "master".

Mo Wuwei, who usually works as a nanny, skillfully made a cup of tea for Lu Chengqian, hurriedly sorted out his appearance, and then sat down opposite Lu Chengqian, who had a bad face.

Lu Chengqian regained his emotions from the quarrel just now, he took off the white glove on his left hand, and a black line the size of a fingernail on the tiger's mouth was faintly blue, and there were signs of spreading around.

Mo Wuwei immediately shouted out when he saw it: "Master, you have been counterattacked!" ”

If it was in normal times, how could anyone dare to babble like this in front of him, Lu Chengqian didn't care about the child in front of him who had barely met a few times and was not impressed, he just frowned, took out a short black dagger from his pocket with his right hand that did not take off his gloves, and swiped towards the lines without changing his face.

Lu Chengqian didn't say anything, but Mo Wuwei, who was watching from the sidelines, gasped for air, as if he was the one who was cut off.

Mo Wuwei hurriedly rummaged through the medical box to find hemostatic medicine and bandages and prepared to treat Lu Chengqian's wounds, but he was blocked by recovery.

"This kind of small injury is not needed, you go and show Aki, he was scratched by Razor."

Minor injuries? The pain of the contract "blessing" regurgitation and spread is equivalent to digging the heart and cutting out the bones, and if it is not handled well, it will leave sequelae, and at worst, it will die directly!

This kind of thing, how could Lu Chengqian, who had led the scourge group for many years, not know, but compared to the backlash, it was the words that Wei Mingji said just now that made him more painful.

"Go." Lu Chengqian's words were concise and to the point.

To put it mildly, it is obedient, but to put it bluntly, Mo Wuwei saw that Lu Chengqian's attitude was resolute and did not dare to continue to ask, and went to Wei Mingji's room with the medical kit.

However, no one answered when I knocked on the door for a long time, and when I turned the doorknob, I was locked and couldn't open it.

"Young master, I heard that you were injured and brought you medicine."

Each bird him.

Mo Wuwei didn't know what happened between the father and son, but because of the events of the day yesterday, Mo Wuwei had a dream, he dreamed that the child's mother also came to the door, but the "scumbag" Wei Mingji not only didn't recognize it, but also scolded.

Then Mo Wuwei woke up in the double anger of the dream and the present world, but he didn't want Wei Mingji to be opposite not the mysterious child mother, but the child and his grandfather......

Mo Wuwei, who had a glimpse of Wei Mingji's injured hand, wondered, it stands to reason that he should have tears in his eyes and hugged each other when he met for the first time in more than 20 years, right? Why are these two still fighting?

No, maybe it should be said that the young master was beaten unilaterally, although the wound was shallow, it had the aura left by an abnormal creature, it seemed that it should be the old man's Lei Ze......

Razor beating? How wrong is that? There was once a scum in the group who connived at anomalous creatures to hurt people, but that was it.

Besides, Wei Mingji, who is now turning him away, after a few years of getting along, Mo Wuwei feels that he can still grasp a little bit of the character of this little young master. Don't look at Mo Wuwei who has complained about Wei Mingji's anger many times, in fact, he knows very well that his young master's personality is not too gentle, and sometimes it is fake to make a puff or even beat someone.

If you are really angry, you will just lock yourself in the room like you are now, and you will not see anyone, because you are afraid that you will not be able to control your emotions and cause anger to spread to others.

Mo Wuwei sighed and put the medical kit at the door: "Young master, I'll put the things at the door, you can take care of the wound yourself, it's not good to have a scar." ”

It is impossible to leave a scar, it will only leave more terrifying sequelae, such as skin ulcers, blood abnormalities or something.

At present, Wei Mingji has not officially entered the scourge group, and it is inconvenient to mention much about those "abnormal creatures", so he can only say it in another way.

Wei Mingji heard the footsteps outside the door go away, and only then did he look away from his hand, which had been inexplicably cut before, but now there was no trace of the scar.

The moment he was touched by that "thing", Wei Mingji sensed that the attack of that thing had an effect on the human body similar to that of holy water on their demons.

Wei Mingji was a demon king in his previous life, and it was a bit of a brag to say that the highest concentration of holy water could be drunk as tea, but it was basically painless, except for one time when he joked with someone, he went to the Kingdom Cathedral and drank it all in one go, and I heard that the holy water that had been enshrined for eight hundred years was heard.

Phew, it all stinks. The demon king who drank a pool of water said, and then pulled his stomach for three months.

When Wei Mingji urged the magic to wash away the power that was trying to erode his body at the wound, he thought in a trance: By the way, who was I joking with at that time?

As a demon king, he lived for thousands of years, and at that time, every minute and second of his memory was deeply rooted in his mind, like a database, which could be easily retrieved at any time.

But after being reincarnated as a human, compared to the past, it was just a little more than 20 years like a white horse, Wei Mingji only felt that he had walked a road, and when he turned back by chance, the road he came from had been broken into pieces, scattered and scattered, and could not be pieced together.

Human beings are really so small, birth and death are so close at hand, forced to forget the past only because they have to completely cut off the back road to keep moving forward, and how many lives have dried up and weathered before reaching the end of this meaningless one-way journey?

Wei Mingji healed the wound on his hand, looked at the bed and woke up at some point, and was sitting cross-legged and sitting cross-legged in his previous life, looking like a little old man.

"Do you want milk when you wake up so early and you're hungry? Cry twice, and your dad will come. ”

Listen, do people say?

Provoking the opponent who was still unable to communicate normally, Wei Mingji was suddenly in a good mood, he still remembered that this person used to be very eloquent, a mouthful of "justice", and a breath that could memorize the code for three days and three nights, and now that mouth can no longer reason with him in the lingua franca of words.

Wei Mingji once suspected that the brave man was not a human being, otherwise how could he memorize the great code that could kill people by throwing it to death word for word.

As a demon king, peeking at the human code is also a problem.

Xiao Mingjun was disdainful of this provocation, and wanted to express his inner contempt with a smacking tongue, who knew that this "sigh" came out of his mouth squeezed by the fat cheeks on both sides, and it turned out to be a very small and light sound——。

"Poof."

I only hate Xiao Mingjun, whose young body is still in the hands of the Demon King: ......