In the fifteenth year of Hongwu, the imperial city, the mansion of the Marquis of the West Wind.

It was late autumn, and Wang Qianshan, who was over half a hundred years old, walked into the gate of the Hou Mansion with an ugly face.

"Seen the General"

"Well, Steward Wang, has Feng'er's condition improved?"

"Back to the general, the little marquis is still the same as before, he runs when he sees the wind, and recovers his dementia when there is no wind. ”

"Well, Steward Wang, you have worked hard to take care of Feng'er all these years. The national teacher once criticized Feng'er: Stupid for fifteen years, the wind changes the dragon. It will be Feng'er's fifteenth birthday in a few days, but Feng'er still looks like this......"

"Alas!" After a long sigh, Wang Qianshan stopped talking.

Steward Wang also sighed in his heart: The eldest son died on the battlefield, the second son was plotted and is still unconscious, and the third son was born as a marquis, but he was born stupid. The generalissimo of Zhenxi, who has been a horse in the world all his life, is so miserable in his later years...

Walking into the backyard of the Hou Mansion, I saw that there was already a thick layer of ice in the pond on the west side of the courtyard, and two middle-aged people dressed as warlocks were taking turns to transfer spiritual power into the water.

It was now the time when autumn was not yet frozen, and the two warlocks were sending spiritual power into the water, all because of the young man on the ice, who had waist-length black hair and a thumb-thick hemp rope tied around his waist, and the other end of the rope was tied to the pavilion pillar in the middle of the pond, and a pair of dull eyes on his handsome face like a knife looked so abrupt. The young man's dull eyes looked ahead, and he kept running hard in the direction of the wind, alternating his legs quickly and powerfully, and shouting the word wind vaguely in his mouth.

"Wind ...... Wind ......"

It's a pity that he has a hemp rope tied to his body, and he steps on the ice under his feet, no matter how hard he runs, he is just standing still.

Wang Qianshan looked at the young man affectionately, with hope and despair in his eyes: "What did I, Wang Qianshan, do in my last life, how did God treat me like this." When will you wake up?"

The general of the west wind who has been fighting the world all his life is commonplace to command thousands of troops, but at this moment, he can't control his eyes, and a slightly muddy tear still stubbornly crawls out of his eyes.

"The handsome don't have to be sad, the national teacher is a master from that place, knows astronomy and geography, and is proficient in the art of observing people. ”

One of the resting warlocks interjected.

"The little marquis is not so much stupid now, but rather brewing, and when the brewing is over, he will become a dragon and a phoenix. ”

Wang Qianshan's spirits perked up, and his eyes flashed: "Mr. Sun, how can you say this?"

This Mr. Sun, named Sun Wuchang, is pumping spiritual energy into the water is his junior brother Sun Wuxiang, the two are only thirty years old, and their magic cultivation has been perfected, and the Western warriors and mages who died in the hands of the two on the border battlefield are no less than three digits, and it is only a matter of time before they are promoted to innate.

Wang Qianshan attached great importance to the two of them, and three years ago, the war on the mainland was relatively stable, so he arranged the two of them to his home to make offerings.

"The national teacher commented: Stupid for fifteen years, the wind changes the dragon. In the past three years, I have often thought about this sentence, according to the biographies of some celebrities on our continent, when I was born, a vision from heaven should at least be famous. The Dugu Sword Sheng, who was born at the same time as the little marquis, had already reached the ninth order in cultivation.

Although Sun did not dare to speculate on the wording of the national teacher, he felt that the word stupid should not just mean on the surface, why is it stupid? What is stupid? And why is it stupid? What is stupid?

Sun Mou also thought it was a Western trick like a curse at first, but now it seems that it is not, two years ago, my junior brother and I, suddenly found that as long as there is wind, the little marquis's qi and blood will speed up and run with the wind, but at this time, the people will control the little marquis and forcibly imprison his actions, so my junior brother and I thought of why not let him run and try, if he is afraid that he will run away, then tie the rope, and if he is afraid of being injured, then let him run on the ice.

Sure enough, our guess is correct, the vigor of the little marquis's qi and blood is now not inferior to the ordinary martial artists below the sixth layer of the day after tomorrow, and there is also this even more terrifying thing: as long as there is wind, the little marquis never seems to be tired! If the little marquis recovers his sanity after brewing, then he will be the most terrifying killing god under the same level!"

Wang Qianshan carefully observed his son, and sure enough, his qi and blood were abnormal, he still hadn't done any cultivation, if there was a systematic cultivation method, then it would be a matter of time before he entered that place.

When you're in a good mood, your head will become more flexible.

"Then Mr. Wang, the meaning of the dragon of the wind change is that the key lies in the three words of the wind change? Hmm! Use the royal instead of encountering, change instead of convenience, not bad! After brewing to a certain extent, you can control it, as for this change of word......

"Why doesn't the big handsome talk about the words wind and change and read them together?"

It seems that it is a matter of time before Feng'er wakes up, and fifteen years also makes sense, doesn't it mean that Feng'er will be fifteen years old, and it will be within a few days. The change of wind is an opportunity, and it turns out that the wind is only one opportunity away from returning to normal!"

Wang Qianshan swept away the sadness when he first came: "Haha...... Impermanence, no phase, today Ben Shuai is happy, and our brothers will not get drunk at night, haha...... Dugu Lao'er, when my son wakes up, he is a sixth-order master by nature, seeing that your daughter marries my son, she still says that it is a loss, and in the future, Lao Tzu will say that it is a loss......"

Sun Wuchang looked at Wang Qianshan with a smile, and his mood was also very good: "Our wild and uninhibited, domineering generalissimo is back!"

At the same time, several subordinates glanced at each other and quietly retreated, and the national teacher who was playing chess with Emperor Hongwu in the back garden of the palace was suddenly stunned and said: "Huh!"

"What did the national teacher find?"

"Your Majesty, my criticism to Xifeng Hou has been unraveled by the Generalissimo. ”

Emperor Hongwu put down the chess pieces in his hand: "So the opportunity for the west wind to wake up is coming"

"Not bad!"

"Okay, calculate the time, in two days it should be the coming-of-age ceremony of the west wind, let's go and watch the ceremony when the time comes! ”

When a celebrity makes some moves, the fire of gossip burns. No, almost all the things that were talked about in the imperial city that night, from the officials to the people, were about the awakening of the west wind.

On the Dugu Mansion, Dugu He said loudly to the housekeeper: "I'm sorry! His old husband is born to cut off the lives of his children and grandchildren...... This old bastard!"

Dugu He scolded for a while, and the spit was almost sprayed all over the face of the housekeeper opposite, but there was no anger on his face, but on the contrary, he was smiling, obviously in a good mood.

The housekeeper said: "Scolding so hard, why are you still so happy? The friendship between the two old men is really incomprehensible to us at the moment~ Hey! I'm just a subordinate, I don't understand, I don't understand!"

In the Drunken Cloud Building, a gloomy middle-aged voice sounded in a dim room, "Little Liu, is the news true?"

"Master is true, Sun Wuchang didn't say that we don't know yet, as soon as he said this, Xiao Wu and I carefully observed it, and it was really as Sun Wuchang said. Little Marquis...... The qi and blood on Wang Feng's body are really amazing. ”

"Okay, you go down first, and don't go to the Xifeng Marquis Mansion in the future. ”

"Master, do you want to ......" Xiao Liu's right hand gestured around his neck.

"Hmph! You're too curious. Stand down!" the master-called master waved his hand.

Xiao Liuxia broke out in a cold sweat, and retreated resignedly, the fear of the person in front of him had penetrated deep into his bones.

After taking it to Xiaoliu Gate and retreating, the middle-aged man took out a stone the size of an index finger and recited a few incantations: "The west wind is about to awaken, the second level threat, please send someone to assassinate you." Assassination Level 2"

After saying that, he unfolded a piece of paper with a six-pointed star on it, placed the stone in the center of the paper, silently recited a few incantations, and then bit his index finger and squeezed a drop of blood on the paper. I saw a burst of black light from the paper, and the stone quickly disappeared.

The middle-aged man belongs to an organization called Dark Night. Founded by Lawrence, the first assassin of the British Empire in the West, the organization has a history of twenty-five years, and thanks to the support of the British royal family, its organization has infiltrated various countries on the continent, specializing in gathering intelligence and assassinating dignitaries, or strangling some geniuses in the cradle.