It was a boy who opened the door. He looked at the two people who looked like monsters crawling out of the grave in the script, screaming in horror, Wen Feng grabbed him with all his strength, and dumped the boy with blood dripping.
"Call the doctor from the academy! My brother... Brother Mian Deng, he was seriously injured..."
"Senior Brother Sleeping Lamp?!" The boy still knew the senior brother in the academy. He was scared, and peeked at Wang Xiaoba on the ground, and finally recognized him on the face covered with wet hair and dried blood.
"Ah! It's really Senior Brother Sleeping Lamp!"
"You wait for me to call someone here!"
The boy ran inside in a panic.
Wen Feng leaned against the door and sat down weakly, with a movable hand pulling Wang Xiaoba into his arms, the eaves at the door blocked the rain.
His cold fingers moved but gently cleared the wet long hair on Wang Xiaobaa's face, hugged his head in his arms, and pressed his cheeks gently against his forehead.
"I'll be fine soon, hold on for a while, those people hate me, but they should still be able to lend a helping hand to you..."
… but what do you do
… How do you dodge the shadow guards buried nearby and walk down the mountain with this body
... You obviously want to die alone!
Wang Xiaobaa struggled to hold Wen Fengjin's clothes, but he didn't even have the strength to open his eyes and speak. Wen Fengjin hugged him and said, "As long as senior brother can survive, I can do anything..."
no! Wang Xiaobaa shook her head slightly, tears streaming down from her eyes, her five senses faded, and she finally closed her eyes weakly.
But they were all wrong.
None of them got help from the academy that day. It was true that the boy called someone, but that person was the dean. He looked at Wen Fengjin and the disciple he once loved indifferently.
"I said, you won't be my apprentice after you walk out of this door!"
The opened door was closed again, and Wen Feng knocked on the door like he was going crazy. His fist landed on the door, leaving bloodstains splattered one by one.
"Save him! Isn't he your senior brother! Save him, I beg you..."
Wen Fengjin's pupils tightened as he looked at the door that was about to close, and knelt down fiercely...
"Save him."
The arrogant head rested on the muddy stone slab, and the door stopped.
The dean inside slowly raised the corners of his lips, and the little boy and disciple behind him looked at his back with some reluctance.
"Sir, senior brother after all..."
"Hmph." The dean raised his hand and turned around with a sneer.
The door between them also slammed shut!
The icy and heavy rain is majestic, the wounds and pains all over the body, the humiliation along the way, and the hope that has been cut off...
Wen Fengjin pressed his fingers to the ground and grabbed a deep bloody handprint on the stone road! His drooping expression was twisted with a crazy smile, and his black pupils were strange and bloodshot!
Perhaps on that day, the humanity in his heart was completely killed, and what survived was a soul that was forced to twist.
"I won't let you go..." Wen Fengjin hugged Wang Xiaobaa, he tilted his head to look at the door, pulled the corners of his lips high, and said, "I will never let you go!"
"Hahahahaha! Even if I die, I will remember all the humiliation I suffered today - I will kill you all - kill them all - kill them all!!!"
"I want you to give my senior brother, give me a funeral—"
The deep despair soon condensed into reality, and the pair of pupils, which occupied most of the long and narrow eye sockets, looked at the door with scarlet eyes, and the eyes were about to split until tears came out of the corners of their eyes.
He said word by word: "If I survive, I will slaughter you all over! I will never show mercy to anyone again, and I want the entire northern kingdom to experience my pain!"
"Ah-"
Standing in the air, Wang Xiaoba looked at Wen Fengjin, who raised his head and roared. His lips twitched a few times, but he couldn't say anything. Hot things flowed unstoppably from his eyes...
These are his memories, the cruelest truth.
Those years were too bitter, even if they depended on each other, those meager body temperatures couldn't stop countless tit-for-tat confrontations and the scorching world.
In that year, Wang Xiaobaa, who was abandoned by everyone and lived alone, went back to ancient times and met Wen Fengxuan, who was also scolded by the whole world. Two sad souls licked each other's wounds and gave them warmth, but they couldn't resist the last time. times cut off from life and hope...
After the memory in front of him jumped to, he woke up from the room filled with bitter fragrance.
They all survived.
Later, Wen Fengjin said that they should have died that day, but in the end, maybe they should not die. Wen Fengjin's subordinates Mu Yimu Ermu San and the others took people out of the shadow guards and hung them with the best medicine. their lives.
Wen Fengjin and he were both fundamentally injured, but Wen Fengjin had internal strength and a good body, so he was in a coma for a long time and carried over, and he was a sub-healthy weak chicken.
After being in a coma for almost a month, he didn't wake up. Even if he was supported by the medicine of the wolf and tiger, he would eventually die.
On the day he woke up, Wen Fengjin put his hand on his face in silence, and then Wang Xiaoba felt that Wen Fengjin had changed.
He had bandages wrapped around his neck and head, as well as on his fingers. He looked at Wang Xiaobaa with a smile and said, "Senior brother, can I avenge you..."
"… "
Half a year later, Wen Feng carefully hugged Wang Xiaobaa and took him up the stone steps to the academy again. The difference this time was that they sat high in the sedan chairs, watching countless people in the academy wailing and being hanged to death. .
Instead, they listened to the screams of the people in the academy that day.
The dean was tortured by Wen Fengjing himself until he finally took a sigh of relief.
Shivering, Wang Xiaoba covered her ears and closed her eyes, daring not to look at the faces before death or to listen to those desperate wailing, but Wen Fengjing laughed and looked at the purgatory on earth with admiration.
The fear of hearing the wind is what was left at that time.
He also hates those people, but more of them are innocents. What's wrong with those ignorant children in the academy? He really couldn't take it.
He soon realized his resistance and fear.
Wen Fengjin was no longer the gentle and euphemistic person who treated him. He was aggressive, domineering and ruthless. He frantically sought revenge, and countless innocent people were implicated and lost their lives.
At that time, Wen Feng, who was blinded by hatred and murderous heart, could not listen to dissuasion as soon as possible.
Because of Wang Xiaobaa's escape and resistance, Wen Fengjing also imprisoned him in his room.
Wang Xiaobaa won't live long... He takes medicine every day, and the efficacy of those medicines is getting shorter and shorter.
Wen Feng did that kind of thing to him...
Wang Xiaobaa, who was replaying this memory, was flushed all over, covered her face and gritted her teeth and scolded, "Shameless!"
Now it seems that he doesn't care much about those, but the two people who were at the cusp of the conflict at that time had been quarreling, and they had completely broken because of Wen Feng Jin's force.
He didn't know what happened after that.
Because soon after he was lying in bed waiting to die.
Wang Xiaoba was stunned for a moment. He remembered that he had really met Yan Chun, but Yan Chun didn't look like this at all at that time.
Yan Chun was very beautiful at that time, the kind with a fierce beauty, who looked at him on the hospital bed domineeringly and said some nonsense.
Although he was later taken away by the wind.
But after he came, he also found the elixir.
Probably a common problem of dying people, Wang Xiaobaa, who had been lying on the bed for a long time, started to recall all kinds of things he and Wen Fengjin had gone through when he was idle for a long time.
All dead, what else can't you see
The most important thing is that the system also determines that his mission failure will wipe him out.
So when Wen Fengjin fed him the medicinal pill, he gave the medicinal pill to Wen Fengjin.
When Wen Feng's eyes showed despair, Wang Xiaoba opened his mouth to explain, but in the next second, the system erased his memory and popped up that world...
The surrounding scene turned into darkness.
Wang Xiaobaa floated in the empty center and thought: Probably after I died, I always felt that I gave him the medicine pill to get revenge on him.
Ugh…
Stretching his body in the air, Wang Xiaoba closed his eyes and waited for his second death.
The revolving lanterns of life are all over, and he must be dead.
After a while…
Wang Xiaobaa floated in the darkness and frowned.
After a while...
Wang Xiaoba couldn't help scratching his head.
After a while...
Wang Xiaobaa - Wow! The god of death can't do it this time! I've been floating for a long time, why didn't you come and take me away? ! Don't I deserve a name just because I was resurrected once and turned into a zombie? ! ! !
Bad review! ! !
Huh? Why is there a bitter fragrance around? quite familiar.
Wang Xiaobaa's consciousness became dizzy in the fragrance of this medicine.
"Tsk tsk tsk, you are really affectionate." Zhenbei looked at the man whose hands were pierced by a sharp weapon and pinned under the acacia tree. Gentle smile.
Around him, Sister Lei and Xiao Luo fell to the ground in different positions, and there was a pool of blood under them, not knowing whether it was life or death, and where Yan Chun lay, there was only a pile of tattered clothes and a handful of things that looked like white sand.
Beside the coffin was leaning against Wang Xiaoba with his eyes closed. His lips were stained with blood, and the clothes on his chest revealed a hole through which bullets had passed through. Inside, the broken skin tissue could be seen reorganizing.
"If the frame just now didn't get in the way, my two bullets penetrated his body, and the force of the rotation would instantly shatter his head, and his chest would become a mess of flesh."
"But as expected of an undead monster, it can still hurt me like this after being attacked by Yan Chun and bleeding."
Zhenbei laughed and spat out a blood clot that came out of his chest. One of his legs was broken, and a large hole was sunken in his left chest, but he was still alive, even standing with his weapon.
It was a strange long-handled weapon. The whole body of the weapon was bronze-gold, the handle was as long as a wooden spear, and at one end was a cylindrical metal that was the size of a palm. It looked like a disproportionate long-handled hammer.
But it was with this strange weapon that he returned to the underground palace again, and with the help of that idiot Yan Chun, he successfully beat these two monsters that made him sick to serious injuries.
"I know~ ha~ I know that the deadly spot of monsters like you is in the heart, but you can resist my attack and feed Yan Chun's heart and your blood to him, which surprises me, but also Fortunately, you are stupid~ Otherwise, it would be really difficult to beat you..."
He swayed twice and stood up straight on one leg, using his slender weapon to point the chest of the man pinned under the acacia tree.
"Are you right, I heard the wind..."
"… "
Wen Fengjin was nailed to the tree by two wooden nails pierced through the palms of both hands, the red crown shattered, the red ink robes were messy, and the long black meandering hair turned snow white! ! !
Wen Fengjin raised his head slightly, his long snow-colored hair was scattered on his gradually blue-grey cheeks, and the scarlet eyes and the red lines between his eyebrows were still dazzling.
A huge incision in his neck enough to expose his windpipe made him temporarily unable to speak.
"How can a person not be greedy? The world is full of people just like me, hypocrisy and filth and endless harm to others to satisfy themselves." Zhenbei narrowed her eyes and looked at him condescendingly, the corners of her mouth raised on both sides seemed to grin Ergen, he bent down and said wickedly, "Relax, everything in your tomb palace will belong to me, and what about you?"
"You will immediately become the same dust as Yan Chun, and so will your senior brother!"
[The author has something to say: [Plot explanation: It was Wang Xiaoba who was shot twice, and one shot was blocked by Sister Lei with her own weapon, otherwise he might be really cold, one shot through his chest, and his heart was their death Therefore, only Yan Chun's part could not save him, so Xiao Wenzi slit his own neck and carried Zhenbei Smelly's shameless attack to save Xiao Baa first. Then the disabled, injured, and spent too much energy, Wen Fengjin and Zhenbei beat you to the death, in the end Zhenbei breathed a sigh of relief, and Xiao Wenzi was nailed to the tree]
Catching insects later, this look is really getting worse and worse.
Cough, cough, no abuse, really, we will have fun in the next chapter.]