Bamboo horse is a night rabbit

Yoshihara, in the box.

Under Fengxian's question, Shenwei suddenly remembered the long past.

At that time, both Yewang Fengxian and him were on the ship of the Seventh Division, and he and him were still in a master-student relationship.

At that time, because he wanted to surpass Xinghai Fangzhu's supernatural power as soon as possible for a moment, after being beaten by Yewang Fengxian, he persistently got up and asked him the secret to becoming stronger.

"It's not enough, I have to become stronger..."

"Based on your size, you can't do it yet, right?"

"No, there must be a way to defeat that bald man. One day, I will kill him..."

"Really? You hate Kamaki so much."

Yewang Fengxian's resentful remarks towards Shenwei are no longer surprising. From the moment he met Shenwei, his wish was there.

Not only did he aim to become the strongest in the universe, but he also verbally added a wish—that is to kill the hunter Xinghaifangzhu who is known as the strongest in the universe.

"If it wasn't for that person, my mother wouldn't..." Shenwei got up panting, his ribs were clearly broken by Feng Xian just now, and he was going to run to receive treatment next, but he got up panting.

In that small body, there seemed to be enormous resentment and hatred.

Yewang Fengxian's expression was calm, unmoved by his second wave of attacks, but after receiving his fists as dense as raindrops, he said meaningfully: "So you kid, apart from the taste of rice... I don’t understand at all.”

"I'm not interested in anything other than becoming the strongest."

"Well, this is the fastest way for Yetu. Cut off all the shackles of the past, and go faster and farther alone. It is also because of this that the tradition of 'kin killing' exists."

"..."

"Shenwei, since it is your wish, then become the strongest - cut off all ties, and one day, after the death of this old man, you will finally become the King of the Second Night." Feng Xian's eyebrows were deep: "Just before that, you need to give up everything."

"...I have given up on it a long time ago. My family members on Luoyang Star have nothing to do with me anymore."

"What about Qianchen?"

Fengxian asked lightly, but Shenwei, who was thinking of throwing a fist, was startled, and after a moment of hesitation, he still swung his fist fiercely.

It's just, or maybe because of his momentary hesitation, the attack that should have been perfect was resolved by Feng Xian.

His fist landed in Fengxian's palm, and the pain of ribs piercing into his lungs hit him at the same time. He spit out a mouthful of blood, and after panting, he raised the corners of his mouth and pretended to be stubborn: "As long as she becomes my obstacle, I will do it at any time." would leave her behind."

He spoke decisively, and the whole sentence was neither loud nor low, as if he insisted on saying it to himself.

But Fengxian was silent, and did not tell him that his hesitation had already been revealed just now, but let go of his hand, and then picked up the injured Shenwei: "Ah, is it? No matter what, you should accept it today." Healed, brat."

……

...

recall this.

Shenwei and Fengxian looked at each other, and it was Fengxian who broke the silence again.

"Are you here to spy on the old man? Don't think the old man can't see it."

Fengxian walked around Kamui barefoot on the tatami mat, and after Kamui provoked the incident, he also became a little more energetic.

"It must be an order from the Council of Elders, right? Like an old man who is afraid of setting up the Seventh Division... On the blue planet they value, build an equally powerful Yoshihara...?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly attacked Qianchen with one hand. Qianchen, who shouldn't do anything to Fengxian due to his seniority, didn't dare to hide. He suppressed the subconsciously raised hand, and ended up being strangled by Fengxian's neck Raise hard.

Her legs were suspended in the air, her neck was suddenly strangled, and even breathing became difficult.

Qianchen looked at Fengxian below from a high point, and the other party looked at her without emotion, and she knew that this look was the expression that Fengxian would show when she was irritated.

Is it because what Shenwei just said hit the rocks?

What's more, since Fengxian left the Seventh Division, they have no relationship anymore, even if they used to be master and apprentice, there is no friendship between her and Fengxian.

So now he wants to kill her, it is also a matter of minutes.

Qianchen tensed her nerves, and stared at the old man in front of her with round blue eyes.

And Fengxian glanced at her, and brought her up to Shenwei, and continued the topic just now, the corner of his mouth curled up: "I just said wrong Shenwei, you kid, you have known the taste other than rice since a long time ago." Bar?"

"What?" Shenwei raised his eyebrows in displeasure, he seemed a little wary of Fengxian's sudden movement.

Without missing the flickering tension in his eyes, Fengxian only felt that his thoughts were further confirmed, he raised the corner of his mouth, and then said the key and straightforward words: "...otherwise why, Qianchen is still being held by you now. Stay with me?"

While speaking, Fengxian pressed her hard against the wall with a strength that Qianchen couldn't resist, and the fragile building structure instantly shattered due to his strength, and the wall made of wood cracked. A lightning-like crack opened, and Qianchen, who was struggling to breathe, also became painful.

Seeing this, Kamui frowned, the relaxed expression just now had disappeared, replaced by his war-like gaze.

"...Sexy old man, Qian Chen is different from those women around you who can only serve wine?"

Shenwei slightly tilted his head to the side, his tensed finger bones made a gurgling sound, and when he was arguing with Fengxian, the corner of Shenwei's mouth curled into a playful arc.

"At least from the past, Qianchen has been a useful member of the regiment, a companion who walks on the same road as me, why should I give up?"

Fengxian, who is familiar with Shenwei and Qianchen, was not surprised by his answer, but in his ears, these were just struggling explanations: "...Then you mean, because Qianchen is useful to you value, so you kept her?"

"...Otherwise?" Shenwei raised the corners of his mouth, pretending to be cold.

"Then what if this girl stands in your way? Would you kill her without hesitation?"

Fengxian finally clarified this question—after listening to Qianchen, she turned her attention to Shenwei, and unsurprisingly, the orange-red-haired boy just kept the corners of his mouth, answering his belief all along: "That's Of course."

This answer did not surprise Qianchen, she knew it all along.

I knew it from the moment I saw him cut off Xinghai Fangzhu's hand in Luoyangxing, and the scar on her neck was also evidence, and it was only natural that Shenwei would answer this answer.

Qian Chen's eyes were not sentimental.

But just when she thought this topic should stop here, Yewang Fengxian actually spoke again.

He is different from her, he seems to have seen through Kamui's thoughts long ago——

"Then if I tell you... as long as you keep this girl with me, I will turn a blind eye to the fact that the elders covet the earth. Yoshihara can keep up with them and let your mission be completed... what will you do?" ?”

He spoke every word clearly, and his tone was similar to what Shenwei said just now, and then he suddenly returned to business.

He really deserves to be the Night King. In order to turn the "what if" just now into a fact, he only spent a few words and skillfully put her into consideration of the relationship of interests, creating a situational problem for Shenwei that must be weighed by interests and make a choice. .

When he mentioned this, the atmosphere at the scene finally became tense.

Even Qianchen was flustered by this ridiculous proposal.

Yes, if instead of killing her and then abandoning her, but sending her away as an exchange, would Shenwei agree?

Qianchen looked at Shenwei, and the expression on his face was also a bit ugly-Qianchen knew that he didn't like others to threaten him and make him make a choice.

Unexpectedly, Fengxian insisted on walking in a direction that Shenwei didn't like, he pressed her against the wall, and rubbed his bearded chin meaningfully with the other hand.

"No, no matter how you say it, it seems too difficult to suddenly pry a good member of the regiment away from you."

He deliberately followed the words Shenwei used just now, and slowly raised his fingers: "How about just one night?"

Shenwei's pupils shrank suddenly, and what the Night King was doing now... was exactly the same as what he had just done.

That nasty old man actually used the same method to fight back!

Fengxian sensed more killing intent emanating from Shenwei, so she didn't panic: "... How about this? During the days when you just stay on the earth, I will provide you with food and drink...you leave Qianchen here One night, just one night, I can fight with you after I promise, and tell you a secret to become stronger, right?"

His tone was frivolous, and before he knew it, the roles of Kamui and Kamui had been completely switched.

Now it was Fengxian who was laughing, and Shenwei's expression was terrifyingly ugly.

"...A man who is indulging in a glass of wine is at least an appetizer, but a man who is indulging in female sex is not attractive, old man."

He answered in a low voice, and the deep tone caused the temperature in the box to drop sharply.

Being called disrespectful again, Fengxian didn't want to joke anymore, and her face became gloomy.

"... Shenwei, don't you think you are too disrespectful today?"

As he spoke, he turned to look at Qianchen, scrutinizing her face and her iconic fog-gray long hair: "Speaking of which, I met someone when I came to Earth, could Qianchen be Qianchen's younger sister? I remember you guy, you have no family since you were a child, right?"

"But no matter what, it's a pity, now I don't need you for a night."

After finishing speaking, perhaps because he was not interested in dealing with Shenwei again, Ye Wang Fengxian suddenly raised his hand, and then turned his hand into the shape of a blade at a speed that Shenwei could not stop, and slashed fiercely at Qianchen's body——!

There was only a tearing sound, and an unbearable pain of tearing flesh bloomed on her body. The blood sprayed on the tatami with the movement of his hand retracting, and even splashed on the makeup on the face of the oiran next to her.

"Ahhhhh!"

It was the first time that Miss Huakui, who had seen the fierce and violent side of the boss, screamed, and the wine bottle that had been unsteady for a long time fell to the ground, and Qianchen, who was already having difficulty breathing, was pressed against the wall by Fengxian, and coughed with difficulty: "Cough...ha!"

It was a long time since he attacked a living person, and the corner of Fengxian's mouth, which was spattered by blood, curled up in a ferocious arc. He raised his hand again and looked at the oblique wound on Qianchen's body. When she was still angry, as long as she Then stick your hand straight in, and she'll be happy.

He raised his arms high, fingers tensed and vertically side by side.

"Shenwei, since Qianchen is worthless to you, it's okay for me to stab you... huh?"

Just when he was about to make a move, his wrist tightened. At some point, Kamui had appeared in front of him. He stretched out a sharp hand and grabbed his arm tightly. The eyes of Kamui, who was a head shorter than him, shone with excitement. of light.

"Stop it, boss."

The orange-red-haired boy raised the corners of his mouth, and the braid behind his head dangled.

"...Me, I'm actually not interested in alcohol or women."

Shenwei slowly tightened the strength of his hand, and the sharp nails pierced Fengxian's rough skin like a blade, blood flowed from the wound, and when Fengxian let go, Qianchen, who was fatally wounded by him, fell Had to slip off the wall.

Without looking at it, Shenwei caught Qianchen with his back hand, then raised his hand and threw the injured person to Afutu behind.

Even though Qianchen had already returned to a safe place, Shenwei did not let go of Fengxian's hand. Instead, he looked at the blood-stained hand from catching Qianchen just now, put his hand to his lips and licked it, and then As the fishy and sweet taste melted away from his mouth, the familiar feeling made his blue eyes turn red——

He stared at Fengxian with almost crazy eyes, and the corner of his mouth was raised extremely high: "If you want to stimulate me or heal me, just give me blood."

"Hey—boss, tell me, you, who have long since become a womanizing old man, now desire the nourishment of blood just like me!"

The battle between master and apprentice is imminent.

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The author has something to say:

Kamui: I don't want women, I don't want alcohol

Shenwei (next second): Really fragrant