The Imperial Palace of Chen Kingdom in the night is solemn and lonely.
The majestic palaces crouched in the dark, like sleeping ancient beasts. Once awakened by people, they would open their huge eyes and open their mouths to swallow people into their stomachs.
However, the owner of the palace has no such worries. Stride like the wind, piercing through the thick night, the hem of the clothes is flying, and the boots are stepping on a wanton and exciting rhythm.
Shaoyin carried a few small buckets and followed closely behind Pei Jiufeng.
The palace people all rested, and there were no busy figures on the long palace road, which seemed empty and silent.
Only the palace servants around Pei Jiufeng, who lit up the lamps to accompany them, caring about Pei Jiufeng's mood, dared not make any sound, and made the footsteps lightly.
The autumn wind rolled over the fallen leaves, and rolled across the empty and narrow palace road, making a rustling sound.
Shaoyin felt a little cold and shrugged her shoulders.
The timing of her wearing it was not coincidental, the original owner came to invite pets, wearing very little. In the late autumn night, only two layers of tulle are not enough.
Fortunately, all the way to the Xuanming Hall, Pei Jiufeng walked very fast under excitement, Shaoyin was not as long as his legs, so he had to speed up his pace, but his body gradually became steaming.
Not long after, a group of people arrived in front of Xuanming Hall.
This is the place where the emperor and his courtiers held court meetings. The magnificent palace was built on layers of steps, making it look more majestic and solemn, and it cannot be desecrated.
"It's right here." Arriving at the entrance of Xuanming Hall, Pei Jiufeng stood still, pointing at an area, his eyes flickering, "Draw!"
Shaoyin took a look, ho!
It is ten times the size of his bedroom.
Now I am not afraid of the cold.
After painting these, she still had to sweat on her forehead.
"Yes." Shaoyin replied, and then put the small bucket of seasoning within reach, picked up the brush, and bent down to paint on the ground.
Pei Jiufeng was quite interested, and stood aside with his hands behind his back, watching her actions.
The palace people lined up winkingly, and illuminated the area with lanterns, so that Shaoyin could not see clearly and make mistakes in the drawing.
Once Pei Jiufeng was made unhappy, not only Shaoyin would die, but those other palace officials who didn't think well would also be buried with him.
The front of the hall is empty, the moonlight is falling calmly, and the light reflected by the lantern is enough for Shaoyin to see clearly.
The paint in the small bucket was not enough, Shaoyin secretly ordered Huihui to add more. Pei Jiufeng was excited at the moment, but he didn't pay attention to whether the paint was enough, and Hui Hui didn't add it all at once, but added it little by little, which was not eye-catching.
After painting for most of the night, I finally finished graffiti on an abyss.
At this time, the sky was already dark. Soon the courtiers will arrive.
Shaoyin put the brush into the depleted small bucket, raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, looked at Pei Jiufeng and said, "Your Majesty, it's a good luck not to disgrace your life."
Pei Jiufeng was already standing far away.
Ever since the initial shape of the abyss, the dark picture that seemed to devour the soul made him know that it was fake, so he never approached it again.
At this moment, looking at the exquisite and magnificent giant graffiti under the light of the sky, the young man's eyes were shining brightly.
"Okay." After a sleepless night, his clear voice became hoarse, "Gu is very satisfied."
Shaoyin bowed her head meekly, and stood beside her.
"Go down." Pei Jiufeng watched the graffiti in the abyss, and waved to her without looking up.
"Yes." Shaoyin said softly, carrying the small bucket and leaving, intending to catch up on sleep.
And Pei Jiufeng not only drove away Shaoyin, but also drove away the palace servants who served him personally.
He himself stood in front of the temple, looking at the abyss graffiti with fear and joy, his eyes flickering.
Not long after, a courtier appeared on the square in front of the hall, and Pei Jiufeng looked away, hiding behind a pillar.
It was about the same time when the courtiers came.
Almost 80% of the courtiers came at the same time.
More than a hundred people appeared on the square in front of the hall, like sesame seeds scattered on white paper, inconspicuous.
It wasn't until they gradually walked up the steps and arrived in front of Xuanming Hall that they became crowded.
"This, what is this?!"
Someone saw the graffiti in front of Xuanming Hall and asked tremblingly.
"What?"
"Ah! Something happened to Xuanming Palace!"
"This is, when did it happen?!"
The graffiti was drawn so lifelike that it was like being there, and the ministers didn't realize that it was fake for a while.
When there are more people, there are those who are good at painting, see some signs, take off their boots and throw them forward!
"boom!"
Fall toward the boots on the ground.
silence.
silence.
"Unexpectedly, it was actually painted?" Someone said in surprise.
"Who painted this?"
"This man is so courageous!"
When everyone was excited, Pei Jiufeng who was hiding behind the pillars appeared.
There was a bit of a smile on his usually gloomy face.
He was already stunning, but this time he was in a good mood, his smile washed away the gloom, and the contrast of the sunlight made him even more stunning.
The courtiers couldn't help but stare dumbfounded.
A few people even showed obsessed eyes.
This is one of Pei Jiufeng's character designs.
He is very beautiful.
But as beautiful as he was, he hated his own beauty.
In the script, the heroine is not obsessed with him, she only looks at him with admiration, the eyes are clear and clear, which makes him look up.
Correspondingly, the obsessive looks of the courtiers angered him.
The smile suddenly faded away, and he returned to his former viciousness and violence, even the blood in his eyes surged.
Slowly walking towards those few ministers, her voice was as cold as a poisonous snake spit out a letter: "How does Ai Qing feel about being lonely?"
Several ministers trembled.
Who didn't know that the emperor showed this expression because he wanted to kill someone
Trembling, he said cautiously: "Very, very good?"
"Gu's face is only worthy of the word 'very good'?" Pei Jiufeng suddenly lowered his face, and said in a stern voice: "There are eyes but no pearls! What's the use of it!"
The minister's heart tightened!
Immediately afterwards, Pei Jiufeng shouted: "Come here! Gouged out the eyes of Marquis Jinyang!"
"Your Majesty, spare me!" Marquis Jinyang shouted.
Others pleaded, but to no avail, the tyrant never listened.
He looked at another minister again: "Marquis Wu'an, how is the lonely life?"
Marquis Wu An was trembling, his voice trembling violently: "Collect the beauty of the world! Gather the brilliance of all phenomena! No one can match, and words cannot describe what happens!"
"Smart tongue." Pei Jiufeng said flatly, "I don't like people's clever arguments. Come here, pull out Marquis Wu'an's tongue!"
Marquis Wu An buzzed in his head, and quickly knelt down and wept: "The emperor forgives the sin! The emperor forgives the sin!"
Pei Jiufeng didn't even look at him, and then looked at another courtier.
The minister's face was full of sweat, and he dared not say anything. He saw the devil walking towards him with red eyes, rolled his eyes immediately, and passed out!
"Hey!" Pei Jiufeng smiled contemptuously, "With such courage, he is also worthy of being my minister of Chen Guo?"
With a stern expression, he shouted: "Come here! Take this gangster down and behead him!"
That adult didn't pretend to be dizzy, he was really dizzy from fright.
Just like that, he was dragged down and beheaded without knowing it.
It was useless for the other courtiers to intercede.
One by one, indignation and despair.
When the court was up, several courtiers advised them not to continue conscription. There are very few young and middle-aged people in the country, no one is farming the fields, the economy cannot develop, the treasury is empty, and Chen Guo will decline. Pei Jiufeng ordered people to drag him Go out and hit the board.
He had intended to kill.
But today he has gouged out one person's eyes, cut out one person's tongue, and beheaded another person. If he kills another person, there will be no one in the court.
He is like a tiger keeping prey in captivity, planning how to kill his prey.
Shaoyin didn't wake up until noon after making up for sleep.
As soon as he woke up, he heard Huihui scream: "Something happened! Something happened!"
Tell her about Pei Jiufeng's brutal behavior.
The cute electronic voice trembled: "He, he is too violent..."
Shaoyin sat on the bed and didn't move for a while.
There was no expression on his face.
Said lightly: "Do you still think the hero and heroine are not annoying?"
Huihui didn't speak.
When it read the script, it did not positively describe the content of the tyrant. Only in the way of narration, it is said that he is cruel, that the people are afraid of him, that children are stopped from crying at night, that women who climb on the bed are all disgusted and killed by him, etc., and that he is full of tenderness and tolerance for the heroine. sweet.
However, besides the plot, in the real environment that has not been described in words, Pei Jiufeng's words and deeds make him extremely uncomfortable.
It seems that the male protagonists in the previous two worlds are not so hateful anymore.
"Let's discuss it." Shaoyin said, "Tonight, you weave a dream for Pei Jiufeng."
After listening to her finish the dream, Hui Hui shook her head and said, "No, no, no! He is the hero, I can't hurt him!"
It used to impose an illusion on the male lead, when Shaoyin didn't want to serve the dog emperor, it let the dog emperor do it by himself. That kind of fantasy is harmless, so it works.
If Pei Jiufeng had nightmares, it would be hurting him, and it had no authority.
"Okay." Shaoyin was not disappointed, and said flatly, "Then I have no choice but to come by myself."
Huihui was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help trembling: "You, what did you say?"
Shaoyin repeated: "I will do it myself."
What is she doing by herself
Huihui didn't dare to think about it, but its huge program set couldn't help but calculate, and she got the answer in an instant—she wanted to create illusions on Pei Jiufeng herself.
How can this be
She has this ability
Huihui couldn't help but check her soul value again. Seeing this, my heart is cold.
Soul value, 10.
The pass line is 800.
If you want to be a fast traveler and enter small worlds, you can't do it without a tough and powerful soul. When Huihui picked up Shaoyin, the measured soul value was 1200.
Only 10 left now? Who believes it? !
It didn't know what happened to her, and it didn't dare to think about her origin. I wanted her to stop messing around, but I was scared and unable to speak.
The day passed quickly.
As night fell, Shaoyin undressed and went to bed, ready to rest.
The moment she closed her eyes, her soul value fluctuated, but quickly stabilized at 10.
Huihui was curious about what she had done, but it couldn't monitor the character's dreams, and couldn't help it, so she hugged her toy and turned around.
Just wait until tomorrow morning, and ask Shaoyin nicely.
Pei Jiufeng never dreamed.
He didn't sleep well, and was in a state of insomnia most of the time, and occasionally woke up from a deep sleep.
So, as soon as he dreamed, he was aware of it.
He knew he was dreaming.
Not afraid, but very curious.
He found himself transformed into Marquis of Jinyang.
"He" shivered uselessly in front of Xuanming Hall, and spit out: "Very, very good?"
Opposite him was the handsome, vicious and ruthless young emperor.
With a sullen face, he said fiercely: "Gu's face is only worthy of the word 'very good'?"
"There are eyes but no pearls! What's the use of it!"
"Come here! Gouged out the eyes of Marquis Jinyang!"
Immediately, a guard stepped forward and dragged him.
Pei Jiufeng struggled subconsciously, how dare these daring things offend him!
"Are you dissatisfied with Gu's decision?" The face he was very familiar with and disgusted with was more hostile at the moment, staring at him coldly and cruelly and said: "Come here! Scrape off the arms of Marquis Jinyang inch by inch !"
Pei Jiufeng's eyes widened suddenly!
"Bold!"
However, his struggle was exchanged for merciless suppression.
He was kicked on the knees, and his knees hit the ground heavily, making a muffled "boom". Someone reached out and gouged his eyeballs.
"Stop! You are so brave!" He shouted angrily.
But these struggles were useless, and his eyes were gouged out. Although it was in a dream, the pain was clearly present, and the sharp and severe pain made him scream involuntarily: "Ah—"
"It's so annoying!" Losing his eyes, his world was scarlet, and he only heard a familiar and cold voice from ahead, "Cut off his tongue!"
Pei Jiufeng struggled violently, but a strong hand pinched his jaw, and the cold and sharp blade entered his mouth, cutting off his tongue.
Excruciating pain!
Pei Jiufeng was in cold sweat from the pain!
Howling, almost rolling all over the floor, he was startled and frightened, and said to himself: "Wake up! Wake up! I must wake up!"
It is common sense that the five senses in dreams are dull and vague. In the dream state it is impossible to have intense pain. If there is, then he will wake up in the next moment. This is also common sense.
However, Pei Jiufeng was almost rolling in pain, but couldn't wake up!
Next, his arms were straightened, his sleeves were lifted up, and the cold blade made his hair stand up.
Ling Chi waited for him.