As if sensing Feng Lie's abnormality, Feng Ling raised his head and saw Feng Lie's pale face. It might have been half a year ago, or even longer, but he noticed that his father seemed to be getting thinner and thinner. His eye sockets were also sunken and his hair was getting more and more white. He was only fifty this year and lived like a prince, so it was impossible for him to age so quickly. The ministers in the court all thought that he was overworking himself in order to plan for the big event and advised him to take care of his body, but he would only reply vaguely. After being in contact with Feng Lie every day, Feng Ling noticed that there were too many abnormalities in his father. For example, he would often be in a daze for no reason, sweating and so on.
"Father, you have to take care of your body. Why don't I call for an imperial doctor to check on father's body? "Feng Ling asked worriedly.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Feng Lie flew into a rage, "I want to rest, get out of here!"
Feng Ling's heart trembled and he quickly retreated, his heart filled with doubt and uneasiness.
That night, Feng Lie wrapped himself tightly on the dragon bed. It wasn't winter yet, so the air was still slightly stuffy. Feng Lie, who was wrapped in the blanket, was still shivering from the cold. Since half a year ago, he hadn't had a good night's sleep. He had countless nightmares and he didn't know how many times he would wake up in a night. His cold sweat would always make his pillow wet. Because, he was afraid.
It wasn't until midnight that he finally fell asleep.
Drip, drip, drip …
In his daze, he seemed to hear the sound of water droplets splashing. When he regained some of his consciousness, he began to feel water droplets splashing on his face. At the same time, he felt like he was biting something in his mouth. It was soft yet hard. His consciousness started to gradually wake up and he slowly opened his eyes.
In his mouth, a strong salty taste came, and his gaze, surprisingly, met a face … No, it wasn't a face, but a human head, a human head that was facing him, almost touching his face. That human head hung there high up, hair scattered, mouth wide open, two pitch black eye sockets empty, drops of blood dripping from the eye sockets, dripping on his face, nose, mouth …
Ah!!!
Feng Lie let out a blood-curdling scream that sounded like the cry of a ghost. He abruptly rolled down from the bed. As he rolled down, the thing in his mouth also fell to the ground. It was a person's bloody palm.
Feng Lie's face was terrifyingly pale. He collapsed on the cold ground and painfully vomited. The surroundings were quiet. This was his bedchamber, but his scream did not summon anyone. Just as his heart was about to shatter, light footsteps rang out in front of him. A black shadow swayed and arrived in front of him, quietly observing his wretched state.
Feng Lie's entire body trembled. He subconsciously moved his body backward and leaned against the bedpost. He pointed at him with a trembling finger. "You … you … devil …"
The person in front of him was wearing a silver mask and a silver robe. Even the gloves and boots on his hands were pure silver. Two quiet eyes shot out from the holes in the mask and landed on Feng Lie. It was as if he was looking at a corpse.
Silver clothed, silver masked, Evil Emperor!
"Devil? That's right. In front of you, I am the devil. " Evil Emperor's body did not move. A voice that sounded like sandpaper rubbing against each other came out of his mouth. It was so unpleasant that it made people's hearts twitch. "And to more people, the person behind you is the real devil. In order to practice an evil skill, he used that hand to gouge out the eyes of more than 30 boys and girls. So, I ordered people to gouge out his eyes and chop off his hand."
"It's not my fault … It's not my fault …" Feng Lie's body trembled when he thought of the scene just now. Then, he suddenly fell in front of the Evil Emperor and kowtowed so hard that the ground made a loud thud. "I beg you, let me go. Don't come looking for me again … I beg you, let me go …"
It was unknown how much torture, how much fear, and how much pain the ambitious Emperor of Gale Country had to go through to make such a gesture. The Evil Emperor looked coldly at the Emperor of Gale Country who was kowtowing in front of him with no reaction. Although Feng Lie was like this, the Evil Emperor had some admiration for him. Feng Lie was Feng Lie after all. After half a year, he still did not completely break down and did not lose his mind.
Since the Evil Emperor descended from the sky and appeared in front of Feng Lie half a year ago, his nightmare had begun. It could be said that he was the person in this world who knew the terror of the Evil Emperor the best. When the Evil Emperor appeared for the first time, just the way he appeared made Feng Lie, whose heart was as hard as stone, almost collapse to the ground … He just appeared out of thin air in front of him without any warning or sound. It was as if he had suddenly transformed from thin air. Feng Lie felt like he had bumped into a ghost. His hair stood on end and he staggered back, almost collapsing to the ground.
When he first appeared, it was also at night and the surroundings were eerily quiet. When he forced himself to calm down and began to shout "assassin", all he could hear was his own voice. The eunuchs and palace maids on night duty, as well as the expert guards in the dark, did not give him an answer. It was as if he and the man in front of him were the only ones left in the world. He stood there motionless, allowing him to shout. The cold light that shot out from that pair of eyes made Feng Lie shiver and he began to wonder if he was having a nightmare.
At this time, the most terrifying thing was not the Evil Emperor showing his sword, but the silence. In the dead silence, the calmness that Feng Lie had forced to maintain was falling apart bit by bit.
From then on, Feng Lie lived under the shadow of the Evil Emperor. He could appear at any time, sometimes after a few weeks, sometimes only after a few days, sometimes after a few days. But every time he appeared, no matter how he shouted, there would be no one around to respond to him. If he later found out that the guards around him were all dead, he would not be so afraid. But what made him extremely shocked was that whether it was the eunuchs and palace maids, or the guards in the dark, they all stood there dutifully. Not a single one of them was restrained, not a single one of them died, and not a single one of them left … From the beginning to the end, they did not hear a single sound!
The first few times, after the Evil Emperor appeared, he would just stand there quietly. He did not move, did not speak, but it made Feng Lie feel a bone-chilling fear that he had never felt before. When the Evil Emperor left in silence, his head and the clothes on his body were already soaked in cold sweat. His heart was beating violently for a long time, unable to calm down. At that time, the rumors of the Evil Emperor had begun to appear in Gale Country. He did not care about these "Jianghu" rumors, but when the Evil Emperor actually appeared in front of him, he knew that he was more than a million times more terrifying than the rumors.
When it came to tight security, it was hard to find a place that could compare to the Imperial Palace. Even among the famous Legendary Masters, there were not many who dared to trespass into the Imperial Palace. Ye Wuchen, who had even killed Feng Zhaoyang, had also been besieged by thousands of soldiers until he was exhausted and finally forced into the Soul Breaking Abyss. Therefore, unless one had the power of a Legendary Master, trespassing into the Imperial Palace was no different from courting death.
However, the Evil Emperor was an exception, a terrifying exception. This was because he appeared out of thin air like a ghost, and when he left before Feng Lie's eyes, he suddenly disappeared like a ghost, vanishing without a trace. The way he left, even if there were thousands of soldiers and horses, they would not be able to stop him. Not to mention the fact that he was powerful, even if he did not have the strength to truss a chicken, it would be a joke to capture him.
He did not tell anyone about the appearance of the Evil Emperor, because he knew that there would only be one result if he did. First, it would cause a lot of panic, and as time passed, people would gradually start to suspect that he, the Emperor, was mentally ill. They would be overly suspicious, and their trust in him would be greatly reduced.
After that, when he went to sleep, he would make a large number of highly skilled guards stand guard by his bed, to watch him sleep. But the Evil Emperor still came, and what made his heart almost burst from fear was that those guards still maintained their original posture and expressions, standing there, their eyes still open like before, but not moving at all. Feng Lie shouted loudly, but they still did not move, as if they did not see the Evil Emperor's appearance and Feng Lie's wretched state, and did not hear his voice. And after the Evil Emperor disappeared like thin air, those guards then rushed to Feng Lie, asking him in shock why he had fallen to the ground. At that moment, he was completely unable to use any words to express the great fear in his heart.
When the Evil Emperor first appeared, he did not say a word, like a cold eagle, and gradually, Feng Lie began to suspect if everything was really just a hallucination from overexertion, and he was just scaring himself. But very soon, the Evil Emperor used his own methods to let him know what it meant to be as terrifying as a demon. Just like tonight's fright, he did not know how many times he had experienced it. In the beginning, he suppressed his fear, forced himself to calm down, scolded, roared, and scolded. Slowly, under this torture that was a million times more terrifying than being sliced into pieces, his mental defenses finally crumbled bit by bit. In front of the Evil Emperor, he no longer had the dignity of an Emperor, and he began to beg him not to appear again, even kneeling down and wagging his tail. In this half a year, he had fallen seriously ill many times, growing thinner day by day. If not for the fact that he usually lived a luxurious life and had countless nourishing elixirs, he would already be skin and bones, unable to get up from such a serious illness. There were countless Imperial Physicians in the Imperial Palace, but for Feng Lie's serious illness, they could only say that he was "overworked". Even if there were a few who found some clues, they would not dare to say that it was "overshock", because even they did not believe that the always swift and decisive Feng Lie, who was as steady as a mountain, could be so frightened that he fell ill.
Although Feng Ling had vaguely found some clues, but every time he tried to ask about it, he would be reprimanded by Feng Lie, which at the same time made him even more suspicious. But he had not found anything strange.
After such a long period of torture, if not for Feng Lie's incomparably strong state of mind, he would have completely broken down and gone insane. But even so, he no longer had the bearing of an Emperor in front of the Evil Emperor, kowtowing and begging the Evil Emperor to let him go, and never to appear again. What did it mean to live a life worse than death? He could feel it very clearly.
"You, are just a toy to this Emperor. When this Emperor has played enough with you, this Emperor will naturally let you go." The Evil Emperor looked at him, his voice cold and hoarse. Hearing it, it made one's eardrums and heart ache.
Toy …..
That incomparable humiliation and humiliation awoke the resistance that had been tortured to death. His body shrank back and he shouted in terror, "You ….. Who are you ….. What kind of enmity do we have ….."
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