Chapter 51: The Man Without Courage
Gong Yu didn't say anything more, followed Wu Feng to the ground, closed the secret passage, and said leisurely after Wu Feng's investigation: "You are not a big deal, but your mind is becoming more and more unstable." β
Wu Feng withdrew his wrist and said, "I know, I don't need you to remind me." β
β...... Don't you understand?" Chun Yu frowned and said bitterly, "It's hard to say that this incident was caused by it. Listen to my advice, don't cultivate 'hidden' anymore, if you continue like this, you will kill yourself sooner or later!"
β...... I know"
β......β
Yongyu suddenly smiled: "Zuo Quan, did you leave me with you for the purpose of collecting corpses?"
Wu Feng's heart was confused: "No." β
"If you don't listen to what I say, what do you want to do? I don't know if you're saving your life or dying. Yong Yu said lightly: "I went through hardships in order to survive back then, but now I don't listen to persuasion to practice this evil kung fu." β
The man's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his mouth trembled: "Jade!!"
"Well, I won't mention the past. I only ask you, if it is to change your previous physique of fear of light and anger, then the level of your previous cultivation has long been enough, why do you still want to cultivate at a higher level?!"
"You obviously know that the higher you go, the more dangerous this forbidden technique is, why do you still want to try it? You don't want to die?!"
Wu Feng raised his eyes, and there was a sneer embedded in his pale golden eyes: "So what? How many people has it helped me control? How many things have it done for me? This time, if it weren't for my 'hidden', I'm afraid the young master would have died a long time ago! How do you think I made a comeback? If I hadn't controlled those traitors one by one in my hands, I would have been desperate to send them to death, and I would have been left with ashes long ago! You persuaded me to cut it off one by one, but you don't know how much cost and effort I spent to practice to this level, now, it's too late! β
Qi Yu choked up a little and said, "I stole it out just to cure your illness." You promised me that you would accept it when you see it!"
The man in white, with his pale face and bloodless face, and his somewhat weak body lingered on the edge of the bed for a moment before he sat down, and his blank eyes looked at the opposite wall with a little dullness and sighed: "That day, when I could stand in the sun like a normal person, I knew that I was going to break my promise." β
Wu Feng looked at the disappointed man lightly and smiled: "You don't understand, what it's like to be under house arrest in a dark room for a person who has not been able to see light, fear of wind, or even fear of all the breath of life since he was a child." I knew I was a monster, and I knew very well that my spirit had been withdrawn from my mother's womb and made amends to my brother. I was supposed to be stillborn, but I was born for the first time. β
"I've never complained to anyone, whether it's my biological parents or my own brother, but that doesn't mean I can tolerate the difference between me and others. β
Yongyu listened quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Thank you for telling me about the existence of 'hidden', you don't know, the moment I first got out and saw ...... It turns out that there were so many flowers, so many birds, and so many fish outside my dormitory...... I ......"
A glimmer of light appeared on Wufeng's face, his colorless eyes carried a kind of yearning, and the corners of his beautiful mouth were slightly upturned, as if he was indulging in the happiness of the past and couldn't extricate himself. "Too ...... It's wonderful. I've never seen anything so beautiful when I've grown so big. β
Yongyu took a deep breath: "At that time, you can already stop." β
"Yes, you're right. But such a wonderful technique, since it can fill the lack of courage, then I must practice it further, and it will give me more surprises. Wu Feng chuckled.
Gong Yu pulled Wu Feng's wrist and said a little angrily: "I told you that your soul was not replenished by it, but it was transformed after it split your soul in two. What is the danger in between, I tell you very clearly! And you, for the sake of a greedy desire, have made yourself like this?!"
"Ayu, why do you always hold on to this matter? I said, I don't regret it, if it weren't for it, maybe I would have died a long time ago. Wu Feng looked at the angry person in front of him with an unpredictable expression, "I know that this matter is not good for me, but I don't regret it." β
Gong Yu nodded and said, "...... Okay, then tell me, how many 'hidden' are there that have not been recovered? Except for the young master. β
Wufeng's pale golden eyes showed a trace of unbearability and entanglement, he opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything, just said lightly: "I have my own number, don't worry about it." β
Hearing this, Qi Yu became more and more annoyed, and sneered: "Heh! If you only give it to the young master, even if you sew his whole body on your concealment, you will not be so weak." The man's cold tone instantly became sad again: "That day, when you used the technique on me, I felt that something was wrong, and in the past, the 'thunder' you tried your best to cast was not something that my wind wall could break." Do you really give up so many things for a 'hidden', do you ...... I really don't regret it?"
Wu Feng sneered twice, and squinted at Gong Yu: "Zuo Protector still thinks that my technique is useful? No matter how powerful my cultivation is, I can't control thousands of troops." You know what I want!"
"So, you planted your 'hidden' on other people and manipulated it? So, how many did you plant? Hundreds or thousands? Or tens of thousands? Do you think you are a silkworm or a spider? Even if you are them, when people still have an end of silk, let alone you, what you sacrifice is your essence! Do you know what essence is? Do you know how difficult it is to replenish essence?!" said Yong Yu, grabbing Wu Feng's collar and lifting him up.
"You ...... Crazy!" Yong Yu said fiercely in Wu Feng's ear: "You! hopeless! Look at you now, you can't even control yourself, and you still want to use concealment to manipulate others? What have you done!"
Wu Feng didn't answer anymore, just looked at Qi Yu's faceless smile. Gong Yuqiang resisted the urge to greet him in the face, and pushed him away with a cold snort.
"Have you practiced them all?Soul Splitting, Blood Sacrifice, Soul Attraction, Puppet Drawing, and Others...... That mess. She sat down on her chair and covered her forehead.
β...... Well. Wu Feng replied softly.
This sound, in exchange for the laughter of Yongyu covering his forehead, was mixed with endless remorse and helplessness...... What kind of kindness did I have at the beginning...... Did it hurt him......
"You...... Rest well. Recuperate for a few days, the young master, I still want your help. The man lifted his head out of his palm, looking tired, "I'll do my best to help you stabilize." You need to remember that the 'spirit' you get with 'Soul Splitting' is flawed......" said Hiroshi and walked out.
After the man's back disappeared completely, the golden glass-like eyes fluctuated slightly, and the ripples of autumn leaves falling into the waterhole were melancholy and gloomy.
"I'm sorry ......"
In the days that followed, there was still endless fine stitching and repetitive vegetarian porridge day after day.
The bowl after bowl of green vegetable porridge would be dissatisfied if others were afraid to eat it for a few days, but the ink cream surprised everyone, and they ate it clean every time, without protesting or making noise. At first, he was worried that the food would be too light to his liking, but after observation, he gradually let go of his uneasiness.
And Wu Feng, who had done "beast things" before, was like a person who had nothing to do, all his movements and expressions were the same, and his face was lukewarm, neither apologizing to Moshuang, nor saying anything repentant, everything seemed to have never happened.
On the other hand, Ink Frost was frightened by the beast that had gone crazy for the first time, and his body trembled the moment the other party's fingertips touched, until Yongyu was forced to stay next to the two, which was much better.
When the last line on his back was closed, the motionless ink frost on his stomach, the fingers that clasped the edge of the bed, finally slowly loosened, and the solid wood on the edge of the bed had been pinched by him and deformed.
The completely closed body of the dragon was gently caressed, and a silver halo appeared and disappeared in the candlelight.
"This time, you, it's good" Wu Feng's cold voice contained imperceptible approval.
β...... Hard left power envoys. "All these days of stitching, the ink cream has not moved a single bit, let alone groaned. No matter how deep the needle prick was, no matter how tight the thread was pulled, he gritted his teeth and endured it. He even used the method of turtle breath to hold his breath, just to let Wu Feng be free of distractions.
And Wu Feng seems to have restrained himself in the past few days, and has not sucked blood again. Several times the heavy gasps of the person behind made Ink Frost feel creepy, ready to meet round after round of gnawing, but in the end, the person behind him still held back.
Wu Feng's face has become more and more pale recently, and he almost fell down the moment he stood up, but fortunately, Yongyu, who had been guarding the side, hurriedly helped him.
"You...... The face is very bad. Yu frowned.
"Ten days and half a month off will be fine. Wu Feng said lightly.
In the bronze mirror on the side faΓ§ade, the beautiful and sturdy body of Ink Cream and the manic and furious black dragon on the body were reflected, the black dragon had completely fit into his skin, glowing with a faint silver light, and a little red and swollen. And the person in front of him, even if he looks at it from the bronze mirror, that pale complexion is a little scary.
Wu Feng shook off the hand that was holding the jade, and stumbled out of the door.
Seeing the face as pale as a ghost...... Ink Frost suddenly softened for no reason.
Wu Feng's arm was grabbed, and the magnetic deep voice behind him sounded with a slight fear: "...... Can my blood help you recover?"
That sentence seemed to contain a huge demonic nature, and the pale man's face became even whiter, and his red eyes became more and more red. An exaggerated "grunt" sound seemed so obvious and strange in the quiet stone room.
Wu Feng turned his face, and his beautiful face had become distorted at this moment.
This time, Mo Shuang didn't take a step back, he looked at Wu Feng with a complicated expression, and took the initiative to stretch his wrist over.
"This time, I volunteered. Ink Frost's low and hoarse voice, like a hooking hand, constantly summons dangerous people.
"My lord told me...... What's going on with your hidden line. That kind of consumption, even if you drink a decoction to replenish essence and qi every day, has little effect. Just me, compensate you. The tall, straight man lowered his eyebrows. "Come on. β
Before he could wait for some surprise, he looked at the jade of the two to stop the young master's recklessness.
Suddenly, the silver-haired ghostly man pulled Inkfrost's arm, but his target was not the blood vessels in his wrist, but the pulse in his neck.
The moment the soft, warm lips touched the man's skin, a sharp tingling sensation swept over.
He really didn't hesitate to bite down on .......
Wu Feng's breathing became heavier and heavier, black blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he sucked greedily. It's like a newborn baby unceremoniously sucking breast milk.
Ink Frost gradually felt that the world was spinning a little, and his mind was dizzy.
"I'm not going to be sucked to death by him...... a strange thought arises, but it's too late.
At some point, I was pushed down on the bed. And Wu Feng also bullied and pressed up. He tugged at Inkfrost's hair rudely. Forcing his head up, he sucked at the already bloody wound.
Ink Frost endured in silence. I don't know how long it took, the intensity of the bite and licking decreased, and the other party's heavy wheezing slowly slowed down, and the same firm and broad chest pressed against himself gradually calmed its ups and downs.
The person on his body finally relieved himself, and there was a contradictory look in his eyes buried in the other party's hair.
"Are you better?" As the Adam's apple slid up and down in front of him, Wu Feng heard the low, hoarse voice.
β...... Thank you. Wu Feng's cold voice sounded in his neck, with a kind of laziness that he would never usually have, and it was a little attractive.
He let go of the hand that was pulling Mo Shuang's hair, and stood up to look at the person under him, there was a bend of spring water in his pale golden eyes: "Aren't you afraid of me?" The warm breath swept on Mo Shuang's face, and the beautiful and unfeminine face was close at hand.
The long ink-colored hair and the silver-gray silk are entangled with each other, forming a black-and-white splashed ink painting, which is inseparable.
Ink Frost looked directly into the eyes of the person in front of her, and for the first time she could see it so clearly;
Beautiful and noble light gold, without any impurities, it is as clear as flowing water, but it is a little cold.
While Mo Shuang was looking at Wu Feng, Wu Feng also looked at this young master for the first time, his eyes were like an abyss, extremely deep, extremely dark, it seemed that anything could never come out after entering. Including his own thoughts.
The two stared at each other unconsciously for a long time, and finally opened their mouths without a smile, and laughed with a full mouth: "Is it good-looking?"
The Yongyu, who had been hanging on the side for a long time, covered her forehead and seemed to have a headache again.