The Big Devil vs. the Dark Villain

"Wang Ma, what are you mumbling about?"

When Wang Ma heard the familiar voice, she looked up in surprise and saw Ling Ye, who was wearing a military uniform and looked cold and majestic.

Embarrassed, he put his things on his back and kicked them, "Grand Marshal, why are you out? Are you going out?"

"No, I came back to get some things. How come you just finished cleaning?"

"Ah, didn't the young master say that we didn't need to clean today?" Aunt Wang said in surprise, somewhat confused.

"Oh, I remembered it wrong. You go back first." Lin Ye straightened his sleeves, his expression unchanged, nodded slightly, glanced at her, and strode towards the villa.

The broken light was brought in as the door opened, and it reflected slightly on the wet ground.

Nan Zhiyi narrowed his eyes, and the faint blue color in his eyes disappeared and turned black again. It was as if all the strength in his body was drained away in an instant, and he fell to the ground.

"Ayi!"

"Ayi!"

Two panicked voices sounded at the same time.

Nan Zhiyi only felt that he was falling down continuously, with no end in sight. The strong feeling of weightlessness and the sound of wind whistling in his ears.

"Xiaoyi, good boy, how are you doing with the task that your master assigned to you?" An old man with a kind face slowly walked out of the woods.

"Master, can you not kill it?" The ragged child holding an axe looked at the old man trembling all over, his eyes instantly reddened, and begged in a low voice.

The old man walked over and touched his head lovingly, took the axe from his hand, and said gently, "Xiaoyi, dear boy, have you forgotten what your master taught you again?

You are a strong man, and you are going to be the Puppet King, so don't let your emotions get the better of you!

Be good, kill it, kill all the people and things that affect you from drawing your sword, and you will be invincible. "

Tears kept welling up in the little boy's eyes and his eyeballs trembled as he looked at the little dog, who didn't know his fate yet and was still rubbing against him affectionately at his feet, making whimpering sounds.

The puppy seemed to notice that he was looking at it. It looked at him with wet eyes and wagged its tail happily.

The little boy didn't know where he got the courage from. He slapped his hand away like crazy and staggered back, "No, Master, no."

Such behavior not only failed to arouse the other party's sympathy, but instead angered the other party. He was immediately slapped with an iron slap, which directly knocked the little boy out. He lay on the ground and kept coughing up blood.

The old man came to him with an excited look on his face, looked down at him, kicked him with his foot, with naked ridicule and disdain in his eyes.

"Xiaoyi, why don't you learn your lesson? You make it difficult for the master."

The old man spoke in embarrassment, but a happy smile appeared on his face. He hooked his finger, and the little boy climbed up uncontrollably.

He took the axe from his hand indifferently, and walked towards the puppy step by step under the old man's gaze.

The puppy saw his owner coming towards him and ran towards him with staggering steps.

The little boy turned his head and looked at the old man with horror, pleading desperately and shouting silently.

No, no, please, Master, please...

Unfortunately, it was of no avail. He could only watch the puppy getting closer and closer to him, and then squatting down.

The puppy happily placed its two paws in his hands, raised its head with trusting and admiring eyes, stuck out its tongue, and wagged its tail.

The knife came down and that moment seemed to be stretched out infinitely. He could only watch the knife fall and the puppy was cut in half.

It looked at itself in confusion, not knowing what it had done wrong to make its owner so angry.

Maybe I was too slow to reach out, maybe I ran too slowly, or maybe I ate too much...

The owner must be very sad, he is crying non-stop. I was so harsh and made him sad. It's a pity that I can no longer accompany him and help him lick away his tears.

The puppy thought about it, took a last loving look at the little boy, and licked the palm of his hand soothingly.

The hot blood splattered on the boy's face and he stood there in a daze, like a rusty machine that had long since stopped working.

The sound of slapping hands rang in my ears, like an unforgettable nightmare.

Nan Zhiyi opened her eyes lifelessly and looked at the white ceiling above her head. Tears silently slid down the corners of her eyes, like a doll that had lost its soul.

Everything in the world seems to be fading away, forming two different worlds with myself.

"Master, you are finally awake. You scared me to death."

“You don’t know, a large-scale epidemic broke out in the southern military base, and all incoming and outgoing spacecraft were restricted. The people went crazy and rushed into the City Lord’s Mansion to cause trouble.

Even our villa area was harassed from time to time, and Marshal Lin Ye was called away to maintain order.

The Zerg at the border are also ready to move. Public opinion is overwhelming, and everyone is scolding you for neglecting your duties and eating for free. You must give an explanation."

"Misfortunes never come singly. Can you please get up and help?"

"No, I'm just a playboy and a commoner, what do you expect me to do?"

Nan Zhiyi spoke calmly, turned around, pulled the bedding, buried his face in the soft quilt, facing the wall.

"Grandpa, you really are my father. Let's not show off our tempers right now, okay?" Number Two looked at him speechlessly, walking back and forth to coax him.

"No, if they really ask, I'll say I'm dying of illness and can't get up." Nan Zhiyi said and closed his eyes, determined not to get up.

Number Two was scratching his head anxiously, and seeing that he refused to cooperate, he could do nothing about it and kept sighing.

"If he doesn't want to take care of it, forget it. Let him have a good rest."

"Grand Marshal..." Number Two looked at Mo Yu, who was wearing military green clothes, and walked towards him with surprise as if he saw a savior.

When he got closer, he realized something was wrong and spoke with an unnatural expression, "It's Master Mo, you're here..."

"Why don't you welcome me?" Mo Yu raised his eyebrows, threw his cloak defiantly, and slowly sat down beside Nan Zhiyi's bed.

"No, I just didn't expect you to come. I'm a little surprised." Number Two wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, respectfully poured him a cup of tea, and stood aside.

"I guessed that Ayi was about to wake up, so I came here, but I didn't expect that he would actually wake up by such a coincidence.

It seems like we really have the same thoughts!"

As Mo Yu spoke, he raised the teacup, blew away the foam on it, took a sip, and looked with burning eyes at someone who had his back to others and was pretending to be an ostrich.

He turned back and looked at the light bulbs in the room indifferently, "Why don't you guys go out? I want to talk to him alone."