This is a big lie, all the good things described and counted from the beginning are false...
Wang Xiaobaa stood at a high place and looked at the dead assassins on the ground with a wooden but indifferent look, as well as one of his junior brothers, and he was once bound by the system, when the younger brother went to spoil the grown-up Holding the long sword that was still dripping blood in his hand, the young man panicked to see the brother who was walking around the rockery with a frozen smile.
That year, when he heard the news, he just reached the crown, and it was also that year that he knew that the few juniors and brothers who had disappeared mysteriously in the academy were secret lines sent by the saint. There's something filthy behind it.
Everyone is deceiving, all are hiding ghosts...
He watched Wen Fengjing throw down his long sword in a panic and rushed behind the rockery, holding him in his arms and trying to explain, while the few people who handled the corpse respectfully retreated into the dark, with a humble and skilled attitude, obviously, this has already been done. Instead of dealing with bodies once or twice.
"Senior brother, I-I didn't want to kill them, but that dog emperor wanted to kill me! Really, really... don't ignore me... senior brother."
Just reaching the age of the crown, in his eyes, he is still that young boy.
Looking at the eagerness and panic in the boy's eyes, and even the tears in the corners of his eyes, his heart softened. Wang Xiaoba hugged the 'murderer' tightly and looked at the corpse on the ground in fear, like every ordinary person who knows that his relatives have murdered The reaction was the same, in disbelief and panic.
At the same time, his mind was blank, and he thought firmly in his heart: 'He's a good boy, he wouldn't do such a thing' to find various excuses and reasons for him, and then tremblingly told himself to forget all this.
"It's okay... I know they are all assassins, don't be afraid, I won't say it."
Here is the ancient kid just for self-defense, he's already scared... I'm going to help him, I'm going to protect him...
The former Wang Xiaoba was so afraid, but he felt that he was older, so he tried to stabilize himself and wanted to comfort the boy who was 'shivering' in his arms through his body temperature.
But all mistakes start here.
Wang Xiaoba indifferently saw the boy who once hugged him, and put his head on his neck tightly and hugged him, where there were still tears and fears on the face of the boy.
Some only have the corners of the lips curled up, and the abyss-like coldness in the strange pupils.
But all this is just the beginning, the year 1328 of the Northern Calendar.
Perhaps the high-ranking emperor was not satisfied with killing Wen Feng Jin Man, and sent him to the academy to be tortured. He also planned to take back the last hypocritical kindness and completely wipe Wen Feng out of the world.
Wen Fengjin is naturally not so tolerant and pitiful. He assembled his father's old department a long time ago. This year, Wen Fengjin left the academy, stepped into the arena, and established the dark.
The two who separated for the first time had to fly pigeons to pass books every day, and the system urged Wang Xiaobaa to hurry up to do the task, otherwise it would kill him.
Wang Xiaobaa is an ordinary person, but he is not stupid. He knows very well that Wen Feng went out of the mountains to avenge and kill people. The lives of more than 200 people in his family were on his back. Later, there was a hint from the dean of the academy, how many 'naive' children would find it fun to bully him and do cruel things.
Why should his children endure hatred and look down on everything? Just because he grows up, will he take revenge on many people
When I was a child, I was full of nightmares and hatred...
He often had nightmares about returning to his bloody past.
Therefore, before Wen Feng was ten years old, Wang Xiaoba always carried the skinny child with only fierce eyes into his room and coaxed him to sleep.
At that time he also learned the nursery rhymes of the Northland.
Later, even if Wen Fengjin grew up, Wang Xiaoba would occasionally hear Wen Fengjin humming this song when he was resting...
So how could Wang Xiaoba not hurt him? The human heart is full of flesh, and Wang Xiaoba started to take care of the child slowly, from the moment Wen Feng stared at him with eyes full of nostalgia and trust.
Wang Xiaobaa's heart was deviated.
After that, although he always persuaded Wen Fengjin not to kill people, and always accused him of being too cruel, but he knew in his heart that Wen Fengjin had a fire of hatred in his heart, and he had already turned this Wen Fengjin into a Shura.
With the old department left by his father, the regent, he quickly expanded his power. In a few years, he caused changes in the world and even killed the court and the opposition to avenge blood, and was blocked by the Demon Lord of the Dark Tower.
However, the ferocious revenge was met with a huge counterattack. Although Wen Fengjin was born with a powerful talent like his Yitong, there were also accumulated powers in the government, the opposition, and the rivers and lakes.
From Wang Xiaobaa, who was eating and waiting to die in the academy, he overheard Wen Fengjin's successful stab wound from the conversation with other disciples in the academy, and his whereabouts are now unknown.
The impatient Wang Xiaoba hurried out of the academy.
The dean looked at him and said, "Mian Deng, you used to be my favorite disciple, but what you have done now disappoints me so much that you are going to help that beast? If you want to leave, you will never again. Don't come back! You are no longer my disciple after you leave this door!"
"Sir, he is not a beast, he is alone." Wang Xiaobaa glanced at the final appearance of the academy and the angry face of the dean, and resolutely left here.
As for how he found Wen Feng Ding
It can only be said that the system that has been with him for a long time can't wait to urge him to do the task, and can't wait to put wings on it and send it to him.
With the guidance of the system, Wang Xiaoba quickly found Wen Fengjin from a brothel.
Back then, when Wang Xiaobaa stood in front of a group of winking girls, her face turned green!
Motherfucker, I'm so worried about you, but you actually came to the brothel to pick up girls? !
But when he took out the token and was taken to the ground floor of the brothel to see Wen Fengjin, who had a bandage on his chest, all his anger disappeared.
There was a bitter medicinal smell around him, and his eyes lit up when he saw him.
His expression of joy turned into anger in an instant.
"Senior brother, what are you doing here?! Don't you know that I am very dangerous here!"
"You still know that I'm your senior brother? Then why didn't you tell me at all that you were injured so badly?! I'm fucking worried that you're going to die, you know?!"
"But I don't want you to be in danger!"
"I don't want you to die silently in a place I don't know, then it's better to let me follow you! We two brothers are going to die together!"
Wen Fengjin and Wang Xiaobaa blushed and looked at each other with thick necks.
After a while, Wen Fengjin's eyes softened, full of soft light, with a feeling that made Wang Xiaoba's heart skip a beat.
"I won't let you die, brother."
"Um... I know!"
Probably started here.
The young and budding feelings were carefully cherished by the two of them. After hearing the wind, the eyes became more and more obvious when they became adults, so that the dull Wang Xiaobaa understood the feelings of this junior brother for him.
And Wang Xiaoba was hesitantly holding the mind that just emerged, when he was hesitant.
Soon, the emperor sent his own shadow guards to hunt them down.
The stronghold of the brothel was discovered.
What happened afterward was indeed as Wen Fengjin said before. They fled in a panic like the prey being hunted by a jackal. The subordinates beside Wen Fengjin died one after another, and finally only the two of them were left.
Maybe it was at the request of the emperor with bad taste.
Every time these shadow guards run out of water, they will always leave a hand and let them die.
Wen Fengjin no longer had a good spot on his body. The fractures and internal injuries made it difficult for him to breathe. Half of his arm had been chopped off, revealing the white bones inside. big sequelae.
The sword wound on his stomach had collapsed because he was carrying Wang Xiaobaa on his back, which layers of fabric could not stop the gushing blood...
And Wang Xiaobaa is even more miserable. In addition to the guidance function, the garbage system will beep every day to obliterate him.
Wang Xiaoba blocked Wen Fengjin from the Shadow Guard's hidden weapon once, and the thing hurt Wang Xiaoba's lungs, and his legs were also broken, not to mention that after he was slapped by the Shadow Guard, his internal organs were damaged. About to become a lump of meat...
He can't live.
The system has closed its mouth at this time, and may have given up on him long ago.
Only Wen Fengjin avoided the humiliating cat-and-mouse game of the Shadow Guard and carried him to the academy like a bloody man.
The blood that fell from Wen Fengjin and him was like a light rain, dripping over the stone steps they walked.
The dazzling sun scorched them, the dull weather brewed a mountain rain, Wen Feng reached the limit as soon as possible, and it was all supported by the thought of wanting to save him.
He carried Wang Xiaobaa on his back, and the two were miserable like walking corpses.
"...Senior brother, it's okay... We're going to the academy soon. It doesn't matter if they don't let me in, as long as they can save you..."
"Senior brother, don't sleep... don't sleep... I beg you..."
Hearing that he didn't respond, Wen Feng burst into tears.
He was bent on revenge, as if the heavens and the earth were going to oppress him to torture him and let him die, and Wen Feng, who never bowed his head and bent over and said, "I admit defeat," choked up and shed tears.
He said, "I beg you, I beg you, don't sleep, brother..."
Salty tears flowed down the blood-stained face, washing away a clean trace.
Wang Xiaoba wanted to raise his hand to touch his head, but he couldn't, so he opened his mouth to make a joke to make him stop crying, but he didn't close his eyes.
But one mouth was spitting out Gululu's blood, soiling Wen Fengjin's shoulders.
"Senior brother?!"
"Um… "
After a while, he could only hum in a nasal voice.
However, this sound became Wen Feng's full strength, and he stepped up the steps more quickly, which could spread the maddening pain and the heavier blood rain down the long climbing stone steps.
Halfway through, the mountain rain that had been brewing for a long time finally fell, adding fuel to the fire, probably as if God really didn't want them to live.
Wang Xiaoba was half-squinted by the icy rain, and his pupils had begun to dilate.
It really doesn't work...
Wen Fengjin probably noticed it. He wanted to put Wang Xiaoba on his back and hold him tightly in his arms, but his hands were all exposed, and the meat on top of the rainwater turned white.
Wen Feng didn't dare to stop. Now he relies on his own perseverance. If he stops, he may never get up.
The majestic and biting mountain rain penetrated them, and Wen Feng pursed his lips and finally brought him to the academy on the top of the mountain.
"Brother, we are here! You are saved, don't be afraid, you will be saved soon!"
Wen Fengjin said excitedly and put him on the ground, staggered straight up and knocked on the door with his hands.
[The author has something to say: Today's second watch, catch bugs later.
Update soon]