“......... Later, when I was imprisoned, Huo Quanlian was determined to ask for the nine-headed golden wings on my body, and he used a lot of punishments on me. Simply, I carried it all down. He looked at Ink Frost's dark and serious eyes and said, "In the end, she really had no choice but to cast the most vicious spell on me in the world, torturing me day and night, trying to make me loosen. It's a pity that she didn't learn well, and she created my immortal body. ”

Ink Cream looked at the handsome face that was close at hand and understood, and thought to herself, "I see, otherwise how would he have returned to his previous appearance, and there was not a single scar on his body." ”

"That'...... She's still looking for that nine-headed golden wing, and besides, if she hates you so much, how are you here...... Escaped?" Mo Shuang asked, shaking her head again, looking at the person in front of him, he really didn't look like a fugitive.

Wu Feng stood up with an unfathomable face, walked to the window with his hands in his hands and said lightly: "I'm telling you this, but I just want to say that the urgency of today is not necessarily the difficulty of tomorrow, as long as you haven't entered the stream of life and death, you have a chance - a chance to make a comeback." ”

"I was indeed tossed to death by Huo Quanlian back then, if it weren't for the dedicated care of my two maids, I don't know how many times I would have died. Before, I was just a prisoner who was sure to lose, but now Huo Quanlian has to concede three points back to me. ”

Wu Feng turned around and stared at the person on the bed and said extremely seriously: "You never know how I secretly plotted with a broken body on the one hand, and you don't know how I bought and controlled people's hearts and strengthened my momentum bit by bit. Huo Quanlian: In the end, the real power that should be given to me is different, and she has to be given to me differently, and if I don't listen to the call, she can only turn a blind eye. ”

Mo Shuang looked at the person who looked a little crazy at the moment, and poured a basin of cold water on his head: "I heard...... She's sending people around for you......"

Wu Feng's eyes gradually cooled and he didn't open his mouth to deny it, but he paused, and he said calmly: "You're right, even if I'm powerful now, I still have to bow my head under the eaves." ”

"What does the left envoy want to do in the end? to replace the old master?" Mo Shuang seemed to understand the ambition of the person in front of him, and he did not shy away from asking.

How do you know that Wufeng just smiled and shook his head: "I don't have that mind, I know that I am not suitable for this position." Otherwise, I would have accepted the inheritance mark of the previous king. ”

"Could it be that what you want is really the prosperity and peace of the demon clan?" asked Ink Frost.

Wu Feng sighed: "...... I only hope that there is a world that is loyal to the young master and the royal family. ”

Ink Frost's heart twitched fiercely, and at this moment, Wu Feng's expression was restrained and a little gentle.

Connecting the man's past with the many words of today, he suddenly realized something, and looked at the silver-haired man with wide eyes, and something was revealed at this moment. But he still couldn't say those two words, and he couldn't confirm the questions to the other party.

This man must have lived a handful of years, but on the surface he looked the same age as himself, and the ink cream felt as if something was about to come out of his throat, but it was like a fish bone stuck in it, and he couldn't swallow it, so he could only whimper and whimper, and with the alienated body, this series of sounds seemed to be the meaningless dull whisper of a beast.

Wu Feng glanced at him lightly with pale golden eyes, his expression was serene and distant, like the vast sea without waves.

As if he knew what the whispering beast was thinking, he nodded at Ink Frost in affirmation.

At that moment, the sharp pain in Ink Cream's chest disappeared, and her ears buzzed a little—yourself, guessed right.

Yes, looking back on what happened in the past, although this person is cruel to himself, he will always help himself without hesitation at critical moments, and his feelings for himself are also very strange...... For example, there is a certain hatred and a certain concern, and there are other thoughts mixed between the two, those feelings that are as thin as a cow's hair, he can feel it, but he can't tell it or sort it out...... It is like a desperate persecution of the desire to destroy, and it is like a kind of madness that cannot be asked, but every time the mountains and rivers are exhausted, there is some tender and watery love...... He didn't know why the other party had such a conflicted temperament towards him, whether it was because the person was like this, or if all this special treatment was just for himself.

Ink Frost felt this place, and couldn't help but look at Wu Feng with a strange expression, the uncle who looked young and handsome.

And how could Wu Feng know that the orc who had been petrified on the bed had already turned into a pot of porridge in his mind? He just thought that Mo Shuang was shocked by his own identity and hadn't reacted yet.

The silver-haired man in white coughed lightly, "What's wrong?"

Mo Shuang's chaotic thoughts were blocked together in the other party's question, twisted into twists, and finally stalked in his mouth, wanting to ask but couldn't ask, and then he suffocated the mess back into his stomach to digest it, and shook his head: "...... It's nothing, I have long guessed that you 'care' of me so much, we must have a great relationship between us, but I thought that you had some grudge against me, but I didn't expect ......"

Without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, Wu Feng interjected: "I said enough today, when you get out of this room, you should continue as usual." I won't show mercy to your subordinates because of who you are, and you don't have to be coquettish because I have anything to do with you. The man's eyes were pale, and the glass-like light and shadow were imprinted in the man's eyes, and he looked at the black dragon under the thick cloth on the other party's body and said, "Remember, don't do meaningless things." ”

“...... No...... Yes. Ink Frost looked down at her body, not knowing what she was thinking.

Wu Feng nodded, and then floated away, leaving a stunned person sitting at the head of the bed.

He looked at the bloody scabbed strip of cloth, his fingers involuntarily touched the relief tattoo, and felt the cold lines raised after stitching between his fingers; somehow, the previous disgust and resentment seemed to dissolve in Wufeng's bitter words; he was extremely calm at the moment, but he kept recalling those unknown past.

To put it this way...... That woman is her biological mother?

There seemed to be such a person in the vague memory in my mind. But if it was his mother, why would she be so cruel to him? Since she gave birth to him in the first place, why did she have to lock him up in that dark place to suffer? According to Wu Feng's description, the only possibility he could think of was: Huo Quanlian was forced to give birth to him, maybe she had always hated him and his father, but because of the prestige of the first king, it was inconvenient to show it, and it was not revealed until the death of the first king.

He remembered that Wu Feng once said that his father was very fond of him...... But unfortunately, he has no impression of this biological father.

The next few days were a thrilling past, and everyone worked together to heal the injury that almost killed Mo Shuang on the spot, but it didn't take much effort, fortunately, all aspects developed in a good direction, and finally the person who hurt himself because of impulsiveness recovered as before.

Sure enough, as the unkind man said, he never broke his word.

Before Ink Frost could be idle for a few days, Wu Feng led him to the underground dark room, where he threw a bunch of masters for him to choose from, and the purpose was simple and straightforward - assassination.

"Since it's almost good, the things that were arranged before are still the same. Wu Feng pointed to the people who were standing in three rows neatly with an expressionless face: "These are the masters I invited for you, from introductory teaching to promotion." You learn with all your heart. ”

Ink Cream looked at those people with some dumbfoundedness, and said the word "good" succinctly.

"I'm still saying that if you think it's about the same, you can try, but every time you fail, you'll be punished to varying degrees. On the other hand, if you are timid for fear of being punished......" The silver-haired man's eyes were cold, and he said calmly, "Then, you will pay a heavier price, and they will die because of you." Wu Feng pointed at the group of people who were silent, and he looked at Mo Shuang: "You remember, after the entry, the assassination mission is at least once every five days, and you haven't ......moved for more than five days."

"I see. Mo Shuang didn't wait for Wu Feng to say goodbye, and said calmly.

"Very well, let's get started!" the man nodded to the crowd around him, and left without any further stops.

The sun and the moon alternate, and people gather and disperse.

Ink Frost was a little excited to usher in his dream study career. Soon, the person in charge of basic teaching was rotated, and the master in charge of actual combat training began to take turns on his post, and he officially started the task of assassinating Wufeng.

It's a simple thing to say, but it's only complicated to do it.

At first, he couldn't even escape the eyes of the guards in the inner courtyard, and he tried his best to break in again and again, and was found and caught again and again, and then he was punished again and again.

After a while, he made some progress, and with the advice of a group of instructors, he finally succeeded in climbing over the wall of the inner courtyard, but was discovered by the secret sentinel in the garden...... As a result, the person whose smile did not last long on his face was punished again.

After a while, when the man was finally able to get in and out of the water, he began to try to find an opportunity to get close to his target.

But how can the goal be so accessible?

He kept changing his methods to try to be able to touch the other party, even if it was a corner of his clothes!

Once again, it turns out that ideas are always beautiful, but the reality is cruel.

Eventually, after a lot of struggle, he finally got his way to the man.

But......

............

"The young master is not bad, in such a short period of time, the people in your inner courtyard will not be able to find him. With a hint of a smile, he held a plate of freshly cooked dishes - this is the "braised prawns" he recently developed by himself.

Wu Feng sneered and looked at the man, meaningful.

Yongyu was stunned for a moment, as if he had reacted to something, and said to himself: "It's not right...... How could that group of people teach to such an extent? Don't you...... Deliberately released water?"

"It's good to figure it out. I didn't expect those wine bags and rice bags to make the young bishop look like. Wu Feng propped his chin and held the food that the waiter bought from the restaurant with one hand, and he didn't move at all when he made it.