Feng Ling was stunned, and said softly for a while, "I didn't expect to be discovered by you so soon." I still think I'm pretending to be like that. ”

"Although I am not a competent senior brother, I still know my junior brother." He said, "You can tell me." What's going on here? ”

Feng Ling was stunned for a moment, and said softly, "Even if I say it, what? After I say it, won't Master's image in your mind be affected? ”

"There is no absolute good or bad in the world, not even Master." Jun Li said, "Even if it's me, it's like this. ”

The wind spirit burst into tears.

His story is not long, it is short and simple, he was born in the New Moon, in a very ordinary peasant family in the Nether, the class division between the Nether and the Upper Realm was still obvious at the beginning, and the Nether obeyed the Upper Realm.

When he was a toddler, people from the upper realms came in person, looking for children born in the new moon, saying that they wanted to choose children with roots to be raised.

And he really is the child they need.

His parents were gracious enough to send him over, and they placed him in a closed tower built in the Upper Realm, where several children like him were born, all born on the day of the New Moon.

They are baptized here, and every day they take vows and wash their bodies, learn the method of meditation, and in the words of those who discipline them, to adjust their bodies and spirits to the best possible state, and many of their children have been eliminated and do not know where they have gone.

And the reason why he was able to persevere, because this was the only chance to make their family shine on the lintel.

He still remembered his parents' ardent expectations and advice, but they stayed here for about several years, and they could not see their parents, and the torment of longing accumulated day by day, and their minds were becoming more and more exhausted.

Until finally someone couldn't take it anymore and wanted to get out of here.

They were mere children, but they had to endure mental and physical torture, which was endless, and there were less than twenty of them left, and a dozen of them had made an agreement to escape from this prison-like place.

In order to compete for the only place in the upper realm, he was unmoved in the face of their invitation.

The parents of those children in the nether realm were also in harmony with each other, and a commotion broke out, and he was awakened by the commotion, and when he went out, he saw the fighting.

The people who poured in from the outside were rushing in with forks and halberds and other objects in the face of the obstacles of those people, and he also saw his parents among them, and when they saw him, they rushed towards him in surprise, and even pulled him away from here.

Feng Ling was surprised, he didn't know why his parents did this suddenly, but he had come to this point, he was unwilling to give up, and shook off his parents' hands, "I'm not leaving!" I'm going to hold out here until the end! ”

"Let's go! What do you want to do? This is not a place for people, we were all lied to! ”

His parents anxiously wanted to pull him, but he stubbornly paused, "What are you talking about, what are you lying, this is my only chance, I won't leave!" ”

"You kid! None of the children they went out of here returned, and if you don't leave, you'll be killed by them—"

Before my father could finish his words, he was pierced through his heart by a sword that fell from the sky.

Blood splattered on his cheeks, and he froze.

His mother didn't even have time to grieve before she grabbed him and fled outside, his memory was blurred at that time, all he remembered was the many winged people who had fallen from the upper realm, they had set up an enchantment to seal this barren land, and those with the children and their parents were brutally killed.

Then, the tower collapsed and slammed into his mother, who was holding him, and he lost his mind.

When he woke up, he was surrounded by someone.

He opened his eyes in a daze, and what greeted him was a man with a solemn face, his gorgeous clothes and noble wings confirmed that his status was not low.

"Why didn't you report it to me and make this decision privately?"

He could hear the anger in the man's cold, serious words.

Those few people knelt on the ground, "Your Majesty, do we want to inform you of this matter in time, who knows that they came prepared and cut off all our foreign aid, we can't inform you of this matter in time, we can only start the final plan." ”

"That plan is the most special measure when you have to do it! Is it time to be forced to do so? ”

"The mob attack was so swift that we feared that the children would escape...... This is the highest privacy, and it must not be leaked to the outside, even if it is the life of the subordinate, the subordinates must not let go of anyone who may reveal this matter! ”

This deafening answer, he glanced sideways, it was a Wing Clan general kneeling on the ground with his head hanging down.

"Then these people are not my people?"

"My subordinates are willing to take all the responsibilities together!"

The man holding him turned around, "You know what to do." You have followed me for so many years, and you know that military discipline is ruthless, so you can go on your own. ”

The general seemed to be stunned for a moment, and his face was mixed with sadness and joy...... Got it! I only hate, I can't work for you anymore......"

With that, he saw the man clutching the short sword in his hand to his neck.

Blood spurted out again, and the thick smell of blood ate his nose.

The man closed his eyes tightly, opened them for a moment, as if sensing his awakening, turned his head to him and said, "Are you awake?" ”

"What's wrong with him?" The young wind spirit asked, looking up.

The man tilted his head back slightly, "He did something wrong, and this is the corresponding price he has to pay." ”

"But did I do something wrong, did I kill my parents because of this?" He asked, choked up.

The man didn't say anything

"You didn't do anything wrong, on the contrary, I was the one who did the wrong thing." ”

The Wind Spirit wept bitterly in the crook of his arm.

"You can follow me from now on." He stroked the forehead of the wind spirit, so gentle, "I will be your master from now on." ”

It's not that he didn't understand at the time, this man was the one who planned to train them, he knew it, but the hatred in his heart was choked in his throat.

In this way, he became the last introductory disciple of Yijun.

And after entering the door on the first day, he was called into the room by Yijun, and he asked straight to the point, "Do you know why I brought back a child from the Nether?" ”

"I don't know." He looked at him blankly.

"This is the most secret of our Wing Clan, and it is related to the continuation of our bloodline, so you hold this under your tongue and listen to me."

He handed him a small pill.

The wind spirit obediently took it in his mouth.

"Every word you hear now will be stored in this soul order, what we need is your existence as a container, for the sake of my winged royal bloodline will not be severed."

He placed his palm on his forehead, and the wind spirit only felt a warm light on the top of his head gradually enter his body, and before long, the pain in his body seemed to be torn apart, and he could feel something force to squeeze his soul out.

But the elixir on his tongue cracked, and some living creature pierced directly into his flesh, and he rolled on the ground in pain, unable to breathe.

"Child, I'm sorry, this changes the trajectory of your destiny, which is not what I wanted...... But I had no choice but to make this decision. ”

Before the wind spirit could finish his words, he fainted.

In the midst of the long dream, he felt someone whispering to him, and he looked to the side and saw a baby, the flame of his soul so fragile that it would be extinguished at the slightest touch.

Since then, this fragment of the soul has been living with him in the same body, which is not an easy thing, Yijun made it clear to him after he woke up, it turned out that he was a vessel for cultivating the remnant soul, and nourished the child's soul with his own strength, until he grew up, and then ...... His body will be occupied.

After Yijun finished speaking, he said, "I know that this is a difficult thing for a strong man, and it is our selfish decision to let you make this kind of sacrifice, but I have no better way but to make this decision, involving so many people in, I'm sorry." ”

A generation of Yijun actually lowered his head towards him, which was the top apology, he was panicked in his heart, and said with a pale cheek for a moment, "When he grows up, will I disappear completely?" ”

Yijun was silent for a moment, "When a certain condition is reached, he will completely awaken and then occupy your body." You...... It does disappear. ”

He exhaled slightly.

"I see."

At that time, he was in a very strange mood, obviously he had encountered a lot of things, but in the face of this initiator, he didn't have half a bit of hatred in his heart, and he was not even shocked.

For this kind of life that has already been destined to end well, Yijun should not want to deceive him, and this honesty makes his heart seem to be blocked, and there is no outlet to vent his anger.

He didn't even want to feel sorry for Gu Ying.

Sacrificing himself for the sake of others, he is not this kind of person, but reality forces him to become this kind of person.

He thought about it for a long time, trying to find an outlet to prove his worth. He has never encountered it, he is still living and practicing as usual, he has tried his best to cultivate, but because of the remnant soul's request, the energy he has accumulated every day will be plundered.

It's a gluttonous beast in his body.

His body is getting worse day by day, but every time he passes out, he can always see the little child, and he once gritted his teeth and wanted to kill this parasitic child, but this is actually the last child of the Wing Clan.

He couldn't get his hands down, and he felt pain four times or three times.

And the child, nourished by his vitality day by day, actually grew up gradually, and his appearance already had the appearance of a child.

Not only that, but he also derived his own consciousness.

(End of chapter)

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