stonecrandall Chapter 108 Little brother, don't you like me treating you like this?
Chapter 108 Little brother, don't you like me treating you like this?
Ning Zheya's blue long curly eyelashes trembled undetectably, but they did not open.
It would be fine if the high priest could see through his disguise, because his eyes could see through all obstacles in the world, and all filthy things could not hide before his eyes.
The high priest has lived for so long that no one can remember his name, and he has existed since the founding of Dai Viet.
Ning Zhe had never seen through that person, and it was inevitable that he fell into the trick last night.
However, Lin Feishuang was not as mysterious as the high priest, and this sentence was just deceiving him.
If he was awake and heard what happened just now, even if Lin Feishuang didn't kill him, he probably wouldn't let him go.
Ning Zhe breathed slowly and gently, pretending to be asleep.
It's just that his body has long since died, and it has always been covered by divine power and phantoms.
After all, a corpse is still a corpse, and it is always different from a living person. The divine power in his body can only support physical activities at most, and it is powerless for other things.
As a result, his skin looked sickly pale with a faint bluish tint, his eyelids were also black and blue, and his lips were extremely pale.
Asleep, it looked like he was dead.
Lin Feishuang frowned deeply, walked to his side, put his fingers under his nose, and felt a little relieved after breathing.
He turned his head and asked the maid beside him, "Did he go to bed very late last night?"
Ning Zhe did take a long time to fall asleep last night.
The maid bowed her head and answered yes.
Lin Feishuang stopped talking.
His eyes fell on Ning Zhe.
The young man was skinny, his face was pale, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was having a nightmare, and he couldn't even fall asleep peacefully.
Lin Feishuang looked at it for a while, and in a daze, stretched out his fingertips to smooth the center of his brows, stroked down with his fingertips, and gently stroked the corners of his scarred eyes, and said to himself: "Yesterday he told me, As long as I see you once, I won't attack you again. I used the excuse of collecting herbs to let you go to the medicine garden. I didn't expect that he still didn't give up and wanted to kill you. It's good that you fell asleep, otherwise... I I don't know what to do with you."
Ning Zhe was in a daze, Lin Feishuang was... explaining to him?
"I won't let you threaten Alan, but I also won't let you die. The door to seal the demon will be opened in a few days. The Tianqi Dynasty has already summoned the world's hidden clans to gather here, waiting for the seal demon Door.
But they didn't know that the opening of the Demon Sealing Gate was different from the past. The Young Lord of the Demon Clan disappeared in Tianqi, and the Demon Clan had already planned to break the seal with all their strength.
This time, no one can close the magic door except you. "
Lin Feishuang sighed, touched Ning Zhe's face full of stab wounds, "You are fine, I originally...I really wanted to treat you well. But who told you to be the last one? pulse?
This is a once-in-a-hundred-year opportunity, and the rise and fall of the Lin clan has already been weighed here.Ning Zhe, I don't have any more time to wait. The Lin family was once destroyed in my hands, so this time, even if I give up everything, I will let the Lin family return to the altar of the past! "
Lin Feishuang's expression turned serious, he withdrew his hand, stood up and swung his sleeves, and left decisively.
After a long time, the cold sunlight gradually warmed up.
Ning Zhecai slowly opened his eyes, staring at the bed curtain of dark blue flowers in a daze.
When the maid saw that he was awake, she brought him hot water, clothes, etc., and helped him wash and dress.
A slightly thick blue spring shirt was draped over his body, Ning Zhe glanced out the window, a willow tip came in the window with the breeze, and there were a few tender green buds on the branch.
Only then did Ning Zhe realize that it was almost spring.
This cold and severe winter is finally about to wave goodbye to him.
The maid dressed Ning Zhe, led him out, and brought him to the main hall.
Lin Feishuang was eating, and there were other people at the table who were sneering at him.
Lin Feishuang ignored him, and just drank his porridge with his head down.
Ning Zhe glanced at the man, then lowered his head, and sat down under the guidance of the maid.
The man slammed the table and stood up, and knocked over his porridge with a sweep of his sleeves, "Damn it, did you hear what I said!? The Wang family promised to protect you, or for my sake, Don't be shameless! You are acting brave now and refuse to accept the invitation from the Wang family. When the door to seal the demons opens, all the hermit families will gather together and wait to see your jokes. I see you, you little one. How can Lin Feishuang compare with them!"
"Wang Bufu, I don't care whether you like to send the invitation or not, but whether you agree or not is my business. Why are you yelling at me here?"
As Lin Feishuang said, he raised his eyelids unhurriedly and glanced at the maid.
The maid cleaned up the broken bowls on the floor and brought up another bowl of hot porridge.
Lin Feishuang took a sip slowly with a spoon before putting down the bowl, and looked at the angry visitor with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "No matter how bad the temple is, it is also the burial place of the Lord Witch God. If you dare to disturb the Lord again , believe it or not, I will send you to see him right now?!"
Ning Zhe heard this and glanced at him.
Although Lin Feishuang had always been rude to Wang Bulong, he always felt that...he didn't seem to have any killing intent.
Ning Zhe looked at the maid who led him over again. She had already returned to serve behind Lin Feishuang and did not serve him.
Ning Zhe looked at the large table of dishes, so he had to stand up to scoop the porridge by himself.
It just so happened that he was sitting near Wang Bucheng.
Wang Bucheng was so irritated by Lin Feishuang's words that he had nowhere to vent his anger. When he saw someone approaching him, he didn't even give him a look. He stretched out his hand and pushed him aside, and said angrily, "Fuck you! Don't get in the way!"
Ning Zhe staggered back a few steps after being pushed by him, and fell to the ground with his buttocks on the ground, his arm was scratched and bleeding profusely.
Wang Bucheng just thought he was a servant who served others, so he didn't look at it too much. He stood in front of Lin Feishuang, slammed the invitation on the table, and stared at him aggressively.
"I don't care what you want to do, you have to accept this invitation today, or you have to accept it if you don't! Since I have delivered this thing, you must be a member of my Wang family from now on!"
Lin Feishuang raised his head and stared at him coldly.
Ning Zhe sat alone on the ground, staring at the two of them in a daze, and then at his bleeding arm, not knowing why he suffered such an innocent disaster.
Lin Feishuang noticed his gaze, glanced over, and met his clear and somewhat dazed eyes.
As if he had seen through his mind, he suddenly became a little annoyed.
"Wang Bufu, what I do, what I want, has nothing to do with you, put away your kindness, I don't need it!"
Lin Feishuang pushed him away, walked up to Ning Zhe in a few steps, and stretched out his hand towards him.
"Bleeding from your arm? Show me."
"Lin Feishuang, do you think you dare not do anything to you?" Wang Bucheng lowered his face.
Ning Zhe glanced at his body, shrank back, and shook his head at Lin Feishuang: "I... I'm fine."
"Why is it all right? He didn't show mercy when he pushed you." Lin Feishuang's face was not very good-looking, and he pulled him up from the ground, "Let me see the injury, what he did to you, I will return it all to you." he!"
Ning Zhe looked carefully at Wang Bubai's cold eyes, and instinctively took a step back, not letting Lin Feishuang touch him.
Seeing his refusal, Lin Feishuang thought he was angry at Wang Bubu for attacking him, so his face darkened immediately, and he turned to Wang Bubu and said coldly, "Get out! Otherwise, I'll kill you right away!"
Wang Bucheng stared at him, the eyes that were so crowded that he couldn't see them were surprisingly cold and serious.
He sneered, "Okay, okay, if you don't want me to take care of you, I'll take care of your ass! You're just a ghost and witch, you think I'm happy to take care of you!"
After finishing speaking, he flicked his sleeves and left angrily.
Because of his overpowering momentum, his fat body suddenly seemed to grow taller.
Ning Zhe watched him leave, and his body gradually relaxed.
When Lin Feishuang was about to touch him just now, Wang Bushou's eyes looked as if he was going to kill him, which was extremely dangerous.
Just as Ning Zhe was thinking this, a figure wrapped in strong wind suddenly hit his ear, so fast that it was almost invisible to the naked eye.
He subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but when he turned his head, he saw Lin Feishuang standing aside, so his body froze in place.
Seeing that Ning Zhe was motionless, the figure quickly cut off his hands, wrapped them in his arms and fled them away.
In the blink of an eye, Ning Zhe was taken away from the temple by him.
The guard stepped forward: "My lord, do you want to chase?"
Lin Feishuang stared at the fleeing figure with sullen eyebrows, the coldness in his body almost solidified.
After a while, his expression returned to calm, and he said lightly: "No need, he will send him back later."
...Young Master Wang has always been hostile to adults, since he has been kidnapped this time, how could he send him back?
The guard was a little puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions, and lowered his head.
After being disturbed like this, Lin Feishuang lost the appetite to eat, so he asked people to vacate the table, and walked towards the medicine garden.
The medicine garden was already in a mess, with uprooted and withered herbs everywhere.
The unrecognizable young man in the wheelchair seemed to be crazy, his eyes were full of vicious resentment, and he was chanting words, full of vicious curses.
The servants shivered and huddled in the corner, and no one dared to approach him.
Lin Feishuang stood outside the fence, watching quietly.
Lin's family has declined, the temple has declined, and Ah Lan has also changed.
Everything is his fault.
This time, he must seal the Demon Gate and let the Lin family return to its former glory!
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"So, Lin Feishuang is thinking about his family with all his heart, and he will definitely not let you go. I have said it all, you follow me, and I guarantee that you will eat delicious food and drink spicy food. Look, this fine wine, this delicious food, and With this beauty, you can enjoy it! You said that I have treated you so well, what else do you not want?"
Wang Bucheng was paralyzed on the beauty couch, holding a half-dressed Meiji in his arms, looking at Ning Zhe with his mung bean slanted.
Ning Zhe put his hands in front of him, tightly clutching the corners of his clothes, his whole body tensed, enduring those hands touching his body, looking bewildered and flustered.
Wang Bucheng raised his eyebrows, "Why, don't you like it? Young Master Fu Ya and Young Master Qing Ci are the top names in Zui Qinglou, and they are among the most beautiful men in the entire Tianqi Dynasty. You don't even like them, and you want to What kind do you want?"
Love Ci gave a low laugh, caressed Ning Zhe's face with slender jade fingers, brought it close to his ear, exhaled like blue, "Little brother, don't you like me treating you like this..."
Ning Zhe closed his eyes suddenly, turned his head to avoid his touch, bit his lower lip tightly, and almost cried, "Don't...don't touch me, Wang Bucheng, you...you let them go away..."