Be pampered at the Dream Hunting Ground

Chen Lele was spoiled and spoiled since she was a child, and no one has ever told her these principles. Even though she grew up overnight under the influence of Xie Feichen, she was still dumbfounded by Gu Xiaofeng's words. can say it.

Gu Xiaofeng looked at Chen Lele, whose face turned pale from fright, and felt astringent, wondering why he was competing with a little girl.

Taking a deep breath, suppressing the irritability rising in his heart, he walked past Chen Lele.

Chen Lele quickly grabbed Gu Xiaofeng's sleeve: "Let's empathize."

"What?" Gu Xiaofeng was stunned.

"The grass hag used a spell called empathy on my mother. I wrote down the spell. If you recite the spell to me, you can empathize with me and see what I have experienced."

Gu Xiaofeng looked at Chen Lele expressionlessly.

"I don't understand what you said. But I think he died, not as you said, but..."

"What is it?"

Chen Lele's eyes were red, her little face was flushed, and after holding back for a long time, she said, "I'll tell you the spell, you can read it yourself. If you still refuse to kill him after reading it, then you...then you..."

So what about him, she couldn't tell, she was so aggrieved that she wanted to cry aloud.

Gu Xiaofeng: "Let me see."

Chen Lele: "What are you looking at?"

Gu Xiaofeng didn't explain, but said softly: "Close your eyes, relax, don't resist."

His tone was calm and emotionless. Before Chen Lele recovered from the confusion, he closed his eyes and let go of his consciousness as Xiaofeng took care of him.

Gu Xiaofeng has a self-contained skill of empathy, and does not need spells.

The past flashed back and forth in a mess in my mind, and finally settled on the thick gate of Sifang City.

There was just a faint light in the sky.

Chen Liang, who was wearing armor, was sitting on the horse, and behind him were thousands of soldiers who followed him through life and death.

Both sides of the road were crowded with people from Sifang City who were sending the city lord off to battle.

The crowd could not be seen at a glance, but it was so quiet that only the snorting of the horses could be heard.

The gate of the city opened slowly, and the first light of dawn passed through the gate, illuminating the spears in the hands of the soldiers, giving off a murderous aura.

This is not the first time for the little girl to see such a scene, but she will still be aroused and excited.

My father has been fighting with the prince for many years, and he often leaves for several years. When my father is away, my mother never mentions him. Most of her memories of him come from other people's private discussions.

All those discussions summed up, saying that the father is the right and left arm of the prince, a hero.

Chen Lele listened to the praise from others, and naturally admired her father whom she rarely saw.

Although she has such a great father, she is very envious of the fathers other children have, and she also wants a father who can hold her in his arms and coax her to tease her.

At some point, a person like this appeared beside her, making her happy when she was unhappy, gently blowing on her knee when she broke her knee, gently applying medicine to her, giving her She bandaged... He was gentler than his mother.

He is not her father, but he is closer than her father.

The man's name is Xing Yan.

Gu Xiaofeng is connected with Chen Lele's five senses. In Chen Lele's memory, he sees what Chen Lele sees and hears what Chen Lele hears. He and that person are clearly face to face, but it seems like they are separated by a thick fog. The figure was very familiar.

When the thick fog dissipated, the yard was full of hibiscus flowers.

Chen Lele picked a bouquet of hibiscus flowers and planned to go out to find Xing Yan. She passed by her mother's house and saw that the gate was closed, and her mother's maid was guarding the door. Apart from that, there was no servant around.

The door is closed in broad daylight, and the servants are sent away.

Chen Lele felt it was weird, so she didn't alarm the servants, but walked around to the backyard and entered her mother's house first.

The courtyard was silent and there was no one in sight.

She quietly went to the door of her mother's house, and heard a faint voice coming from inside, it was Xing Yan's voice.

She had heard the rumors about her mother and Xing Yan, but she didn't believe it, it should be said that she didn't want to believe it.

At this time, the mother sent away all the servants, the door was closed tightly, and Xing Yan was in the room again, she couldn't believe it.

She should have left quietly, but she somehow went around to the rear window, where the inner room could be seen.

There were two people lying on the couch, even the curtains on the bed hadn't been drawn down, and the room was filled with spring scenery.

When she approached the window lattice, Xing Yan raised his eyes to look at her, and his eyes met. He didn't panic when he was bumped into his affair. people.

Chen Lele usually envied a child with a father in front of her, but this man gave her the warmth she wanted. She had imagined that this man would become her father countless times.

But the 'father' in her fantasy is not like this, not like this rolling with her mother.

Chen Lele stared at the man intently, her feet were so heavy that she couldn't move, her thin body trembled slightly, and her hands holding on to the window sill were clenched into fists.

Adulterous with her mother, was discovered by her, shameless, and smiled at her!

How dare he?

There was no longer any dense fog in the illusion, and the man's long black hair spread out like silk, and his apparently ordinary face looked extremely enchanting and alluring.

Hui Niang reached out to touch his ear: "I miss your face, show me."

Xing Yan didn't move, rested his head on his hands, closed his eyes and took a nap, and let her remove a thin layer of pimples from his face, revealing a handsome face.

The same face as Jiang Lou!

Gu Xiaofeng looked at that face fixedly, but his heart was calm.

The dense fog gathered and dispersed, and the Chunxiang Nuan Pavilion was no longer in sight. The heavy city gate opened, and Chen Liang led the cavalry back in a hurry.

The celebration banquet was held for three days, but the face of Chen Liang sitting on top was gloomy like a lingering haze.

The wife of the city lord sitting beside him was also as cold as frost.

When Chen Liang was not in the city, although there were deacons and officials in Sifang City to take care of many affairs in Sifang City, there must be a lady in charge of it after all.

Hui Niang has been in Sifang City for many years, and has been implicated by many forces in the city, and his wife has an affair with others. As the city lord, he will lose face and become a laughing stock.

Without face, prestige will also be greatly reduced, unless a large number of people are killed to rebuild prestige.

He didn't want the matter between their husband and wife to harm others, and he had to keep the matter of his wife's adultery a secret.

If you want to hide it, Madam has to be 'good'.

After the three-day celebration banquet, Chen Liang imprisoned Hui Niang in the inner room and refused to let her see anyone again.

In order to prevent Hui Niang from causing trouble, once he returned to the city, he secretly sent someone to arrest Xing Yan.

That Xing Yan didn't know if it was really useless, or something else. He didn't hide or resist.

This attitude made Chen Liang even more annoyed, and asked Xing Yan why he did that.

Xing Yan said: "Why do you want to reject a beauty in your arms?"

Chen Liang knew that none of the answers would make him happy, but these shameless words still aroused his anger to the extreme, and he immediately chopped Xing Yan to pieces and fed him to the dogs.

He has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, and he has just experienced a huge battle. His bloodiness has not faded away, and his hostility is heavy, and his actions are extreme. Chen Lele saw it.

Chen Lele watched that person lying in a pool of blood, then saw that person's body being chopped into pieces, and then saw...

She was annoyed that this man was having trouble with his mother, but these years this man did give her the love and care that Chen Liang, as a father, did not give her.

At this time, looking at the blood and debris on the ground, my mind seemed to be filled with things, and it seemed to be blank. Only tears kept pouring in, blurring my eyes, and turning the whole world into a blurred red.

She was angry with Xing Yan, but she also hated Chen Liang to death, and also hated her mother Hui Niang.

When I went to Fengxiang Village, I didn't really want to live with Hui Niang, but I just wanted to ask Hui Niang, why did she do that, and if she got this far, would she be satisfied?

Hui Niang has been busy and is always surrounded by other children, and what she wants to say is difficult to say in front of others, she can only wait and say it when she has a chance.

She has been under too much pressure these days, coupled with the non-stop rush, the double exhaustion of her spirit and body finally made her unable to hold on, and fell on the bed, so sleepy that she couldn't keep her eyes open.

She was afraid that Hui Niang would run away after she fell asleep, so she tried her best not to let herself fall asleep. She felt someone walking by the bed in a daze, and wanted to open her eyes to see who it was, but her eyelids seemed to be pressed by a big stone. She couldn't open her eyes either, but felt something was smeared on her eyelids, which was wet and sticky. She wanted to shout, and raised her hand to rub her eyelids, but she was too sleepy, so sleepy that she couldn't move or cry out.

Before falling asleep completely, I vaguely heard a voice saying: "You can also taste the feeling of falling into the quagmire from the sky."

Chen Lele woke up from fright.

In her dream, she saw a child whom she had seen during the day being disembowelled alive. Seeing that the Sifang City was broken, her father tied her up, stuffed her mouth with a cloth, and stuffed her into a large jar in the garden. Under the hibiscus flower not far from the jar, he killed batch after batch of enemy soldiers who rushed up. He protected the hibiscus flower and the jar containing her.

That was the first time she saw her father fight and kill the enemy. He was really as powerful as the people said.

But no matter how powerful he was, the enemies he couldn't finish were poked holes all over his body with one knife and one shot here and there. In the end, he couldn't even stand up. He knelt on the ground on one knee and had to use a knife to support him so as not to get down.

She wanted to go out to help him up, but the rope tied to her body could not be untied no matter what, she burst into tears, her mouth was gagged again, her voice was drowned out by the fighting and screams, even she couldn't hear herself.

Just when I was desperate, my mother came.

She didn't know if her mother could save her father, but when she saw her relatives in despair, there was always a glimmer of hope. However, the bloody knife in her mother's hand was not aimed at the enemy, but stabbed at her father's chest.

She froze, no longer struggled, no longer shouted.

The mother killed the father, and everyone in Sifang City was slaughtered.

The mother twisted her out of the big jar, and led her by the hand through the streets full of corpses. She was like a thoughtless marionette, walking beside her mother dully. Blood spilled into her shoes, which were wet and greasy. especially uncomfortable...

She dreamed of this place and woke up frightened. She stared in a daze for a long time but couldn't recover. She knew that this was not the end, and there was more to come...

It's just that she doesn't want to think about it, and she doesn't dare to think about it.

His thoughts gradually returned, his body was covered with sweat, and when the wind blew, he felt chills.

She moved, something was stuck on her eyelids, she opened her eyes, panicked, closed her eyes, her eyelids were stretched uncomfortably.

Rub it with your hands, and a pile of fine scum falls down.

In the middle of the night, the room was very dark, and it was hard to see what kind of scum it was, but it smelled like blood.

The author has something to say: I started work, oh, oh, I still want to play.