That was the first time Xiahou Rin saw it, the blood was drenched in tragedy, and the lives were fleeting, Xiahou Yi walked to the ring with a dagger in his hand, and picked a man hanging on a high pole, the cold dagger slashed across the man's throat, and the blood suddenly gushed out, but the poor man was not yet dead, and he didn't have time to beg for mercy and fear, so he watched a large group of guards pounce on him like wolves.

Xiahou Rin only felt frightened when he looked at it, he was not afraid, he just suddenly understood the helplessness that the queen mother had told him before.

He can even think of what it means to be "the people are not living well" in the world, and what it means to be "full of corpses............

Killing, a more direct killing was placed in front of his eyes, the dead man stared at those eyes, staring at the direction of Xiahou Rin impartially, seeing Xiahou Yi walking towards the unconscious child who was also hanging on the side and was already scared stupid, Xiahou Rin jumped up, shook from Xiahou Yi's body, snatched the dagger in his hand, his heart was ruthless, and his palm spiritual power crushed the dagger dripping with blood, little by little, turned into powder......

The guards on the ring gathered together, but when they saw that it was Xiahou Rin, they retreated one after another, and the people under the ring were also silent and did not dare to speak, not knowing what the situation was on the ring, but Xiahou Yi just narrowed his eyes, and disappeared with Xiahou Rin turned into a cloud of black mist.

The Royal Palace, King's Landing.

Xiahou Rin was slammed to the ground, his back fell on the ice, the pain was cracking, Xiahou Yi looked down at Xiahou Rin condescendingly, his face was full of anger, his eyes faintly churned with blood-colored whirlpools, and he gritted his teeth: "Do you know, what were you doing just now?" ”

Xiahou Rin got up, knelt in front of Xiahou Yi, looked up at the pair of angry eyes without fear, and said word by word: "Father, they don't deserve to die, people's life and death are unequal, people only live for a hundred years, for us it is just fleeting, do we really want to leave them with even this little bit of survival?" What right do we have to deprive them of their lives and deaths? ”

"Ridiculous!" Xiahou Yi was furious when he heard this, grabbed Xiahou Rin's neck and scolded, "Do you really think that everything in the world can really be leveled with a bowl of water?" Such nonsense as the equality of all beings is just coaxing those mortals! You are the prince of the spiritual realm, the king of the future spiritual realm! The entire spiritual realm is the power in your hands! ”

"Even if it's a kind of power, I don't want such a bloodthirsty spiritual realm," Xiahou Rin looked up at Xiahou Yi with difficulty and said, "The ancestors spent thousands of years transforming their bloodthirsty nature into spiritual power cultivation, don't they just want future generations to become blood-sucking monsters......

"Shut up!" Xiahou Yi was furious and slapped him, Xiahou Rin only felt a hot numbness on his cheeks, and the biting cold wind passed by.

Xiahou Yi only felt uncomfortable in his heart, Xiahou Rin embarrassed him in public on the right talent ring, and now he actually spoke up, not feeling angry, but he couldn't vent, after all, there was only this one son, who slapped him, and had to roar: "You kneel here for me to reflect!" If you kneel for less than three days, you are not allowed to get up! ”

Outside the King's Landing Palace, a guard hurriedly came and said, "Your Excellency, the king is behind......

"Let her go back! Don't leave the Jinxiao Palace again! Xiahou swept away, in the vast courtyard, empty, only the biting cold wind whistling, the heavy snow that fell this morning, gradually melted under Xiahou Rin's knees, under the snow, is a thick layer of solid and stiff ice, soon, the soaked cold from the knees quickly drilled into Xiahou Rin's bones, the piercing pain is pervasive, every trace of cold is like a knife in Xiahou Rin's body, deep into the bone marrow...... Variety Literature

This kneeling till dusk.

Xiahou Rin's lips gradually turned pale, and the red marks on her cheeks were still hot and painful, but she was already unconscious when the wind blew, and at night, the cold wind became more and more unscrupulous, ripping off Xiahou Rin's exposed skin outside her clothes, and a thin layer of snowflakes began to fall on her thick eyelashes.

At night, it was another snowstorm.

Hearing the sound of the wind for hundreds of miles, he ran all the way from the Xingrin Palace to the King's Landing Palace, but was stopped outside the palace.

I was anxious, but there was no way to go to the Jinxiao Palace, and I heard that the queen was also grounded, and there was no gap left in the door of the palace......

Two days later, Xiahou Rin's whole person had stiffened, and he didn't want to release a little spiritual power to protect himself, he was so stubborn, Xiahou Yi saw it in his eyes, although he was a little distressed, but more was still angry!

His only son actually openly sang against him......

Through the window lattice, Xiahou Yi's gaze gradually cooled, as if he was thinking about a deeper plan.

Heavy snowfall, and then the last morning stopped.

The snow has submerged Xiahou Rin's entire calf, the ice under his knees continues to melt but continues to condense, as soon as the hour comes, the door of the King's Landing Hall slowly opens, Baili Wuyu does not know when to stay there, the first time rushed in, a thick layer of thick rice wrapped around Xiahou Rin's body, looking at the bloodless face, Baili Wuyu distressed stretched out his hot hand to wipe the snow off his face, but it was very laborious to help him up, the ice under Xiahou Rin's knees repeatedly melted and condensed, almost imprisoning his knees into the ice......

Lifted up, it was a tearing cone of pain, the body that had been numb from the cold leaned over, almost all pressed on the thin body of Baili Wuyu, so many years, Baili Wuyu has also grown into a teenager, and his posture is so fairy, but he couldn't stand Xiahou Rin's sudden fall, and he couldn't hold it for a while, both of them fell to the ground, this fall, Xiahou Rin's frozen body seemed to ease a little, and the blood flowed.

The line of sight gradually changed from blur to clear, the young man in front of him was crying inexplicably with pear blossoms with rain, and his delicate nose tip was dripping red with blood from the cold wind, and he hurriedly picked up Xiahou Rin and stumbled back to the Star Rin Palace.

In the main hall, there is still the familiar fragrance of peach blossoms, Baili Wuyu put Xiahou Rin on the bed, just removed the big man, untied the wet cloak, and hurriedly went to take the clean clothes and put them on, fingertips crossed, Xiahou Rin's skin was like ice, and the cold air constantly released was aggressive, Baili Wuyu's heart twitched like pain, and the tears couldn't stop flowing, but the person on the couch smiled palely: "I'm not dead yet, what are you crying about." ”