Come on, Master "General Attack"

Stepping on the morning dew, the man with a gentle smile walked into the bedroom.The air is faintly smelt of the dragon's birth aroma from unburned censers.Sunlight poured into the sleeping hall through the window, decorating the entire Feiling Hall beautifully.

But all of this failed to catch the man's eyes.

His eyes only belonged to the young man lying on his side on the bed.

The young man curled up slightly, inexplicably feeling a little more vulnerable.

Bai Wenmo's smile grew stronger.

He stood beside the bed and looked down condescendingly for a moment.Immediately, he stretched out his hand, and his cold fingers touched the scar on the young man's cheek.

The young man seemed to feel pain, and frowned slightly in discomfort, as if falling into a nightmare.

Do you feel pain...

This thought flashed through my mind, but the force of touching the wound intensified.

Then it will hurt more...

Bai Wenmo's expression was gentle, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was like a spring breeze, but the madness and distortion in those black eyes destroyed everything.

Slowly, the young man opened his eyes.

When Bai Wenmo met the young man's eyes, he couldn't help but paused.

Those empty eyes looked at him without focus, as calm as stagnant water.The young man didn't even move. After opening his eyes, he just looked at him, but there was no reflection of him in the young man's eyes.

Bai Wenmo stroked his hair with his hand, and said with a smile, "Master, you really decided to ignore me."

The youth did not answer.

Bai Wenmo lowered his head, and his hair covered his expression at the moment, "My lord, I can understand your current behavior as that you are threatening me in this way."

His voice was low, as if talking to himself.

And the young man who was as quiet as a puppet made Bai Wenmo's paranoid terror at this time.

"My lord. I'm talking to you. Answer me." Bai Wenmo grabbed the young man's long black hair and pulled him towards him, as if he wanted to use the pain to bring back the look in the young man's eyes.

The young man's eyes did have a momentary fluctuation, but it quickly disappeared, and became gray and dead again.

"Heh..." Bai Wenmo let go of his hand, and the young man fell back on the bed.

Without looking at the young man again, Bai Wenmo turned and left.

The hands hidden under the sleeves were tightly clenched, as if restraining something.

Bai Wenmo's eyes were stained with blood, his lips were clenched tightly, and he tried his best to suppress the raging killing intent in his body.

...you forced me...you forced me...

...Then I don't have to... worry about anything...

...I will let you... thoroughly see your current identity...

...you...are just a toy of mine...I will let you...remember this deeply...

...to make you...don't dare to look at me like this again...

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When Wei Zonggong was lifted up with the wheelchair, he didn't know how to react.

For God's sake!

Why would it become like this!

Shouldn't it be forgotten in the corner!

For God's sake, I love to toss my master even more!

With a paralyzed face, Wei Zonggong was roaring in his heart.

That night, after learning that the reason why Bai Wenmo abused him was not because he had done something wrong, but because Bai Wenmo had a brain twitch, Wei Zonggong became more determined to pretend to be autistic.

He was sure that as long as he continued to treat Bai Wenmo as air, it wouldn't be long before Bai Wenmo would forget about him.

When the time comes...well, the chance to escape will come!

...This is how the script should have been.

But Wei Zonggong can only respond with the word "hehe" for the reality.

Bai Wenmo...it really is shaking m...

Otherwise, there is no way to explain it!

The young master has been ignoring you as a god, and he still wants to join the young master!

Can't you just let Xiao Ye stay alone quietly?

Ahh... Bai Wenmo is dirty...

If this continues, the young master will really turn black!

It will blacken and strengthen [beep] Oh you!

Wei Zonggong never thought that his spirit was in an abnormal state.

But...always alone in my own world...not talking to anyone...just sitting with empty eyes...staring at an empty table all day...it's really...normal ……

The inner hall is shrouded in gold and has a magnificent momentum.Ruled over vast lands, united continents that had been divided for hundreds of years.The golden throne was still covered with the fur of Firefox that looked like blood.The inner hall is filled with the fragrance of Dragon Birthday, this extravagant and bewitching fragrance, just like the master of this country.

But what is the difference after all.

The person sitting in this seat is not the young man in the black robe, whose every move has a dangerous aura that makes people feel daunted.

Instead, a gentle man who smiled.

In the past, young people always leaned on the throne and stood aloof.The young man at that time was dangerous, yet so attractive that even though he knew that he never put anyone in his eyes, he still couldn't help approaching him, and was willing to be used by him, even if it was just to be his pawn.

Youth, just a few words, can turn a person into a moth to the flame.

Now, the smiling man sitting on the throne has the ability to make people willing to dedicate to him.Like the sun, it makes people feel warm, but in fact it is out of reach.

"It's just a person. Is it difficult to get rid of him?" The man said with a smile, "Even though he was my companion, now he is on the opposite side of me."

The person standing under His Highness was dressed in military uniform, surrounded by a lingering bloody smell. "You know it well." His voice was cool, "Back then you kept asking to let him go, but now you let someone else do the killing for you."

"Long Yan." The person standing beside the man spoke with a warning tone.

"Bai Yu." Long Yan's eyes swept towards him, without hiding his killing intent, "Shut up."

Bai Yu wanted to say something, but saw the man's eyes.He lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Long Yan, if you don't want to, you can say so." Bai Wenmo still smiled, as if he didn't mind Long Yan's words, "I'll just send someone else."

As he spoke, Bai Wenmo looked at Bai Yu beside him, "Bai Yu, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"Yes." Bai Yu knelt down on one knee, accepting the order respectfully.

"Ah, Long Yan, I forgot to mention, get rid of Qi Jun..." Bai Wenmo said casually, with a bright smile, "...I will pay for it with the martial arts training ground in Qicheng."

Long Yan's fingers trembled imperceptibly.

That training ground...

Tsk... Bai Wenmo did it on purpose...

Squinting his eyes, his voice lowered, "It's boring."

"Hehe, so you asked me for this training ground..." Bai Wenmo smiled innocently and blinked innocently, "...What a pity."

Long Yan snorted coldly, still expressionless, but the increasingly heavy low pressure revealed his mood at the moment.

When Wei Zonggong was carried into the inner hall with a wheelchair by Lianren, what he saw was the scene of Gong Yi and the protagonist looking at each other affectionately.

#Why do I have more torches and gasoline in my hand#

#主题你这个死伤态的小姐寻你从反反力不能#

Thinking of this, Wei Zonggong's expression never changed.

Looking at the young man sitting in the wheelchair, his eyes still blank, Bai Wenmo's eyes dimmed, but his smile became brighter.