This is a huge lie, all the good things counted from the beginning are false...

Wang Xiaoma stood in a high place with a wooden but indifferent look at the few assassins on the ground who were not alive, as well as one of his brothers, and he was once bound by the system when the younger brother spoiled the grown up The young man was holding a long sword that was still bleeding, and panicked to see the brother who bypassed the rockery and smiled and solidified.

That year, the wind was just as good as the crown, and it was also that year that he knew that the few teachers who had disappeared strangely in the academy were the dark lines sent by the Holy Ghost. What\'s behind is dirty.

Everyone is cheating and hiding the ghosts...

He watched Wen Feng panic and threw down his long sword and rushed to the back of the rockery to hug him into his arms to explain desperately, and the few people who handled the body retreated to the dark place respectfully, the gesture was humble and skilled, obviously, this was already It\'s not about handling the body twice.

"Brother, I, I am not going to kill them, but the dog emperor is going to kill me! Really, really... don\'t ignore me...brother."

The age just reached the crown, in his eyes is still that young boy.

Looking at the anxiety and panic in the eyes of the teenager, and even the tears coming out of the corner of his eyes, he was still soft. Wang Xiaoma hugged the\'killer murderer\' and looked at the corpse on the ground in fear, like every ordinary person knew that his loved one killed The response is the same, I can\'t believe it and I\'m terrified.

At the same time, his mind was blank, and he thought firmly: ‘He is a good boy and he would not do such a thing’. He found various excuses and reasons, 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 child who was just for self-defense, he was already very scared...I want to help him, I want to protect him...

Wang Xiaoma used to be so afraid, but he felt that he was older, so he tried to stabilize himself and wanted to comfort the teenager trembling with his body temperature.

But all errors started from this.

Wang Xiaoma saw the young man who hugged him indifferently, and put his head on his neck tightly with the face of the young man who was hugging him, where there was any tears, where there was still some uneasiness.

Some only have hooked lips and the abyss-like coldness in that strange pupil.

But all this is just the beginning, 1328 in the Gregorian calendar.

Perhaps it was the high emperor who was not content to kill Wen Feng\'s door, sent it to the academy to torture him, and planned to take back the last hypocritical benevolence and wipe out Wen Feng completely in the world.

Wen Fengjin was naturally not so tolerant of small pity. He assembled his father\'s old department long ago. This year, Wen Fengjin left the academy, stepped into the rivers and lakes, and established a secret.

The two separated for the first time had to fly pigeons every day, and the system urged Wang Xiaomei to do the task quickly, otherwise he would be wiped out.

Wang Xiaoma is an ordinary person who is not fake, but he is not stupid. He understands that the wind and the wind are all about revenge and killing. The family of more than 200 people carried their lives on their backs. Later, at the college, there was a hint from the dean, how many\'naive\' children would find it fun to bully him and do cruel things.

Why is it that the children of his family have to endure hatred and look down on everything? Just rely on his long meeting to avenge many people?

When I was a child, I heard the nightmare and hatred...

He often had nightmares, dreaming that he had returned to that **** past.

Therefore, before the tenth-year-old Wenfeng, Wang Xiaoma was all emaciated, and only the fierce-eyed child hugged him into his room and coaxed him to sleep.

At that time he also learned the nursery rhymes of the Northland.

Later, even if Wenfeng grew up, Wang Xiaoma would occasionally hear Wenfeng humming this song while resting...

So how can Wang Xiaoba not hurt him? The hearts of the people are all fleshy, and Wang Xiaoma began to take care of the child slowly, from the moment when Wen Feng used his eyes full of nostalgia and trust to watch him.

Wang Xiaoma\'s heart went awry.

After that, although he always persuaded Wenfeng not to kill, and always accused him of being too cruel, he knew that there was a fire of hatred in Wenfengjin\'s heart, and he had already turned this smell into Shura.

With the old ministry left by his father, the regent, he quickly grew strong, and in a few years it stirred up the world and even killed Chaoye to revenge.

However, the fierce revenge was met with a huge counterattack. Although Wenfeng was born with a strong talent like his different pupils, Chaoye and Jianghu also had accumulated power.

Wang Xiao-zai, who had eaten and died from the college, overhears the fact that Wen Feng was stabbed and succeeded in conversations with other disciples in the college. Now his whereabouts are unknown.

The anxious Wang Xiaoma hurried out of the college.

The dean looked at him and said, "Sleep lamp, you used to be my favorite disciple, but what you have done so far disappointed me. You are going to help the beast? If you want to go, then never again Don\'t come back! You will no longer be my disciple when you leave this door!"

"Sir, he is not a beast, he is a person." Wang Xiaolan glanced at the final look of the academy and the angry face of the dean, and decided to leave here.

As for how he found the news?

It can only be said that the system that has followed him for a long time has already been in a hurry to urge him to do the task, and hopes to put his wings and send it to him.

With the systematic guidance, Wang Xiaoma soon found the wind from a blue building.

At that time, Wang Xiaoma was standing in front of a group of flirtatious girls with a green face!

Damn, I’m so worried about you, so you came to Qinglou to pick up girls? !

However, when he took out the token and was taken to the ground floor of the blue building to see the smell of the bandage on his chest, he lost everything.

There was a bitter smell of medicine around him, and his eyes were shining when the wind saw him.

His look of joy turned into anger.

"Brother, what are you doing?! Don\'t you know I\'m dangerous here!"

"You still know that I am your brother? Then why didn\'t you tell me such a serious injury?! I\'m so **** worried that you are worried about dying, do you know?"

"But I don\'t want you to be in danger!"

"I don\'t want you to die quietly in a place that I don\'t know. It might as well let me follow you! Our two brothers and sisters are going to die together!"

Wen Fengjin and Wang Xiaoma looked at each other with blushing and thick necks.

Half-sounded, Wen Feng\'s eyes softened, carrying a full of soft light, with a feeling that made Wang Xiao tremble.

"I won\'t let you die, brother."

"Um...know!"

Probably started here.

The budding feelings of the young were carefully collected by the two of them. After Wen Feng\'s adulthood, his eyes became more and more obvious, so that the dull Wang Xiaomei understood the feelings of the younger brother to him.

And Wang Xiaoba was hesitantly holding his share of his head, hesitant.

Soon, the emperor even sent his shadow guard to hunt them down.

The stronghold of Qinglou was found.

What happened afterwards was exactly what Wen Feng said before. They fled in a panic like the prey being chased by jackals, and the subordinates who heard Wen Feng died next to each other, and finally only two of them remained.

Perhaps it was the request of the emperor with inferior taste.

These shadow guards will always keep their hands and let them die every time they run out of water.

Wen Fengjin had no good place on his body. He suffered from fractures and internal injuries. His half of the arm was cut off and a large piece of bone was exposed. Even if he could get it back, his arm would still be left. Big sequelae.

The sword wound on the stomach has collapsed because of carrying Wang Xiaomei, which layers of cloth can\'t stop the blood flowing from the grunt...

And Wang Xiaoma is even more miserable. In addition to the guidance function, the garbage system has to beep every day to kill him.

Wang Xiaoba blocked Wen Wei\'s hidden weapon for Wen Feng once, and the thing hurt Wang Xiaoba\'s lungs, and his two legs were also broken, not to mention that after he was hit by Ying Wei\'s palm, his internal organs It\'s about to become a dumpling...

He can\'t live.

The system closed its mouth at this time and may have given up on him long ago.

Only the smell of the wind escaped the shadowy cat and mouse game, and he walked back to the academy like a blood man.

The blood spots that fell from Wen Fengjin and him were like light rain, pouring down the stone steps they walked through.

The dazzling sun scorched them, the dull weather brewed a mountain rain, and the wind reached the limit as soon as possible, all supported by the idea of ​​saving him.

He was carrying Wang Xiaomao, and the two were miserable like walking bodies.

"...Brother, it\'s okay... We\'re going to the college soon. It doesn\'t matter if they don\'t let me in, as long as they can save you..."

"Brother, don\'t sleep...don\'t sleep...the wind begs you..."

Hearing the wind, he cried when he didn\'t respond.

He wanted to get revenge, as if the world and the world would oppress him to torture him to let him die, and never bowed his head and bent down, the wind that said "I admit defeat" choked with tears.

He said, "I beg you, I beg you, don\'t sleep, Brother..."

The salty tears shed **** faces and washed away a clean trace.

Wang Xiaoma wanted to raise his hand to touch his head, but he couldn\'t do it, so he opened his mouth and planned to make a joke to stop him crying. He didn\'t close his eyes.

But a mouthful of gurgling blood spit out, smearing the wind-stained shoulders.

"Brother?"

"Ok……"

He could only use a nasal sound for a half bang.

But this sound became the strength of the wind, he stepped up the stairs more quickly, and could spread the crazy pain and the greater blood rain to the long climbing stone steps.

Halfway through, the long-discussed mountain rain finally fell, adding snow to the fire and adding oil to the fire, probably as if God really didn\'t want them to live.

Wang Xiaoma\'s eyes were squinted by the cold rain, and his pupils had begun to dilate.

It really doesn\'t work...

Wen Fengjin almost realized that he wanted to put Wang Xiaomao on his back down and hug his arms tightly, but he showed bones in one hand, and the meat on the water was white.

Wen Feng didn\'t dare to stop, now he relies on his perseverance, if stopped, he may never get up.

The majestic mountain rain penetrated them, and finally he took him to the college on the top of the mountain after listening to the wind and closing his mouth.

"Brother, we are here! You are saved, don\'t be afraid, you will be saved immediately!"

Wen Feng said excitedly and put him on the ground, staggering straight to knock on the door with his hand.

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