He was like a babbling child, and every night when he came back exhausted, the child was right in front of him, tilting his head to look at him, staring at his legs and waving his fat arms and babbling.

The shouting was exhausting.

And his ignorance also caused the child to cry continuously, until he cried hoarsely, and finally gradually weakened his breath.

Feng Ling panicked this time.

Even if he was resentful and hateful about this fate, he did not have to exhaust the child's soul and destroy it.

He patiently began to soothe the child's emotions, trying his best to amuse him, and this gradually stabilized his soul.

He took on the role of the eldest brother, and no one knew that there were two souls in his body, and the other soul was still nourishing the little soul, waiting for him to grow up and devour himself.

He put the boy to sleep, and thought desolately what a sad thing it was.

In turn, the child is growing up quickly, it is the most noisy and energetic age, his strength can already affect his mental power, even if it is accidental, he will lose control of his body, especially after falling asleep at night, the next day there will be servants complaining that I don't know who stole food in the kitchen last night.

He looked at the oil stains on his body and fell into deep thought.

This can't happen so quickly, and the great panic and anxiety he generated after being occupied made him nervous and tormented, and he was in a state of panic all day long.

Seeing that his psychology was shaken, Yijun thought for a long time and opened up a spiritual realm for him that only belonged to them.

In this spiritual realm, the child and him can have a concrete entity, and in this place he can freely build what he wants, in this spiritual realm, he is the existence of the king, and under the child's lack of sufficient ability, he will no longer affect the wind spirit.

He thought about it for a long time and decided to concretize the reality of the Wing Clan to this child.

In addition to his daily task of practicing, he also began to build the Wing Clan Heaven and Earth in the spiritual realm at night, which was quite a huge project, and he would try to remember a place every day, and when he returned, he would extract it from his memory and fill it in.

The child was so happy every day, he couldn't see the outside world, but a few attempts took over the sensations of his body, and he touched the unknown, and he was terrified and curious, joyful and surprised, and he no longer made trouble, but watched him spread the world little by little.

Wind-breathed flowers, tall eaves and bells on cornices.

Insects, fish, birds and beasts, low steps and moss of bluestone slabs.

These are the worlds he has never seen before, the child is constantly running happily, Feng Ling thinks that this child is also a poor person, what did he do wrong?

He was just a forcibly retained soul, obviously of the Winged Monarch bloodline, but he had to rely on other people's strength and body to survive.

No different from him.

He lived like a hundred thousand whys every day, and he had an endless search for what the wind spirit had built, which could be regarded as giving him a moment of respite, looking at the child's glowing face, the wind spirit felt that what he had done had meaning in his heart.

He is no longer obsessed with the grievances of this side.

As the Creator and as his brother, he began to teach the child his lessons.

In the spiritual world, all the energy of the child comes from him, as long as he is tired, the child will also be affected, and after a long time, the child seems to know the connection, and he begins to squander his only strength so wantonly.

He just felt strange at the time, he consumed a lot less mental power in a day, Feng Ling thought that his ability had improved, and he was secretly happy in his heart, until he found out that this child was sensible and did not put pressure on him, and for a while his heart was mixed.

Feng Ling touched the child and said, "Don't worry, I will become strong soon, you don't need to suppress your nature, just do whatever you want." ”

He began to give himself more time to practice spells, and instead of wandering, he became harder.

has reached such a point where he has asked the child to share the burden, even if he has been unbalanced in his heart, he should disperse.

What's the use of complaining about the unfairness of fate? Life and death are impermanent, is it because of this decadence, not doing his best in the limited time, then is he also wasting the precious years of his life?

Thinking of this, the Wind Spirit had worked hard like never before, and he was surprised to find that his efforts had really paid off, and he had extra power to share with the child, so that he didn't have to be careful every day to maintain his energy.

He liked this child more and more, and he devoted his heart and soul to this little soul.

As he grew up, he also became a teenager.

Already fully equipped with his own strength to break through the shackles of this spiritual realm, that teenager would occasionally occupy his body.

Wing Jun seemed to have foreseen that he would die sooner or later, and one day, he summoned the wind spirit into his room, strictly forbade others to enter the place, and showed him a map of the mountains and seas.

He said that this picture is related to their fate, if he dies, the artifact will disappear together, if someone can enter this map to break the magic circle, and the child's real body will be unsealed, the child will completely occupy his body.

This is just his conjecture about the future, if it goes well, the bloodline of the Wing Royal Clan will continue again, Wing Jun patted him on the shoulder, and the light in his eyes flashed, "I have wronged you for so many years, although I have not made great achievements in this life, but I boast of being bright and open, but because of this matter, I can't eat and can't sleep at night, and I can't do peace of mind, I don't expect you to forgive me, but what I can do, you can bring it up." ”

He was stunned for a long time, and then sad

Ran said, "To this day, do you still think that I will ask anything of you?" Is this any different from buying or selling my soul? The reason why I've been here is not for the continuation of the Wing Clan's bloodline, nor because of you, what do you ......want to say?"

His eyes suddenly widened "I...... Why? ”

He didn't have such great noble manners, nor did he have the same loyalty to the Winged Monarch, but ...... For freedom.

When he saw the child, those two words popped into his mind.

For so many years, they have been bound to each other, grinding a heart to the weariness.

If it's for anything, it's to break through this so-called fate.

Whether it's him, or that kid.

Being occupied by Mu Cheng was something he didn't expect, after Yijun died, he was still talking about how to take the next step in front of Yijun's grave one moment, and the next moment he lost consciousness.

When he woke up, he was in the spiritual realm.

The child took care of himself beside him, and he whispered, "Brother, don't worry, I will save you." This man didn't discover our realm or my existence for the time being, he just used a spell to manipulate your body. ”

"Looks like I was careless."

Feng Ling slowly stood up, "In that case, even if I want to spare this life, I will fight him." ”

The kid stopped him, "Have you thought about what happens after that?" ”

"It's a big deal, it's just a little bit of a mess." Feng Ling looked at the child who was almost the same height as him now, and his expression was a little lower: "Why do you have such an expression?" I told you about this a long time ago, don't you and I know it? ”

"But—" the boy looked up suddenly, "I don't want you to disappear. ”

"It's up to you and me to decide this matter."

Feng Ling was a little irritable in his heart, as soon as he turned around, he was stopped by the kid and hugged him tightly, he was stunned in his heart, turned around, but saw the kid burst into tears, and stubbornly bit his lip, "I won't let you go." You can't go. ”

It's been a long time since he's been so petty, Feng Ling broke his hand away, but this child's strength was unexpectedly great, he couldn't break free for a while, and said helplessly, "Don't play with the child's temper like this, this person will take up his body If he does something, it's not a joke." ”

"But what he did was nothing more important than your life." The boy raised his voice, "Didn't you say you would accompany me until the day the seal was broken?" Now that the seal has not been broken, are you going to abandon me and leave? ”

When Feng Ling heard his cry, his heart was filled with unbearable, but after a while, he still broke his arm open, "Even if I accompany you until the day the seal is unsealed, what about it?" I'm going to die sooner or later, do you still think you can go against the sky? Less arrogant! ”

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Flicked the child's forehead, saw him clutching his head in pain, and pretended to be relaxed, "I've been ready for a long time, but I came earlier, this place is exactly the same as the Wing Realm, but with a little more realism, what I taught you, you have already learned, and you need to walk by yourself in the future." ”

He looked around with a stunned face, the flowers and trees here were all built by him, no different from the outside world, and he restored the outside world to him, which is the most proud thing he has done.

His wish since he was a child was to come to the upper realm, and his wish has come true, and he has no regrets.

All love and hatred disappeared in this moment of life and death, and when the wind spirit turned around, he could understand that Yijun was full of apologies when he touched his head, he died with regrets, and he had no regrets, which could be regarded as a complete life.

Before he could go far, the ground under his feet suddenly collapsed, and he quickly held on to the trees next to him, and was surprised to see that the space he had built was actually collapsing!

The wind spirit looked behind him as if aware of something, and saw the child fall to his knees and clutch his cheeks and weep, expanding from the gap under his feet, and the space he had worked so hard to build fell apart like a shattered mirror.

"What are you doing!" The wind spirit shouted.

The wind and clouds converged, and the heavens and the earth collapsed.

(End of chapter)

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