Cultivate with an African God

Ten days have passed since the first visit.

The prisoner was probably in a bad mood. The food that was delivered for the first time was basically untouched, probably because he wanted to preserve his useless dignity.The second time the food was spilled all over the floor, but it seemed that it was overturned due to anger, and the food plate rolled a long way. This is already unbearable such humiliation, and I plan to starve to death.

The jailer sent this person the fourth food. When he was distracted, he looked forward to the end of the third food - he didn't know what kind of desperate person he would see when he opened the door this time.

The heavy iron door was slowly pushed open by him, and light spilled into the dark cell.He has been here for more than ten years, and he has seen many times the scenes of those invincible people crying bitterly, begging and even begging for death many times, but he never gets tired of it.

This man couldn't bear it for too long, and the food delivered for the third time seemed to be a little less. The jailer thought that this man finally couldn't hold back and came to eat like a dog, but found that some food was spilled on the ground—— so , he didn't move at all?

Amidst the embarrassment of the place and the sour smell of spoilage, under the shadows, a young man crouched in a corner.His hair became very messy due to the long-term torture, and his clothes were also worn out a lot, revealing scars of different shades.

His head was originally buried on his knees, but when he heard the sound, he raised his head slightly, and the light fell into his eyes, emitting an amber-like luster, which was a bit scary bright.

...It was the eyes of a beast in the forest.

The jailer was almost scalded by such eyes.

——He never expected to see such eyes.He remembered that when this person was first imprisoned, even though he was scarred and embarrassed, he couldn't hide the decadent aura. How could such a person, after these days of torture, still have such enthusiastic eyes!

However, the man only raised his head a little, then lowered his head again and again.It seems that everything just now was an illusion.

It was a standard dejected look, but the jailer suddenly had a strange idea—this was a deliberate restraint.

While he was hesitating, there was a sound of steady and brisk footsteps approaching from a distance. Before he had time to think about it, he knelt down almost instinctively.

Accompanying the sound of footsteps came a young man with black clothes and black hair, and a blood-colored plum blossom mark on his forehead.

The young man only looked at the prisoner in the corner, and said calmly, "Follow me."

There was a sound of the chain, and the prisoner raised his head again. His voice seemed a little dry because he hadn't spoken for a long time, but his tone was brisk: "Is this No. 13 days? No. 12 days? I almost forgot that you are still looking for I."

At last he saw the prisoner's face clearly.The outline still has the softness of a young man, but it has already shown a handsome and stern figure, with the same burning eyes, smiling, probably because the sharp canine teeth are exposed, showing a bit of malice.It's like a wild beast that has never been trapped in a cage. It is full of rebelliousness. Even if it restrains its sharp claws, it is always ready to hurt people.

How does this look like a person who has been imprisoned for many days!

Mu Xinghe’s journey to meet Queye King this time was not as bumpy as when he came, so that Mu Xinghe had always suspected that the other party was deliberately trying to give him a bad impression. Unfortunately, the nine guards who came this time were not the previous one. This attitude He was very indifferent, and he ignored what the other party said—whether it was complaining about suffering, finding a way to strike up a conversation, or threatening and luring him, it was really boring.

Mu Xinghe has been cultivating for less than half a month now, and no one disturbs him. Even though his true energy has not moved, his understanding of spells is better than before, and his state of mind seems to be better than before. Now that someone is asking him to hang out, his mood is extraordinarily relaxed and happy .

His happy mood stopped when he saw King Queye.

He had met King Queye several times, this time when the hall was the least crowded.

The dim sunlight shone into the dim palace, and under the sunlight, the king looked down at him with a scrutinizing expression.Just cutting his face half-bright and half-pressed, it is even more unpredictable.However, amidst such majesty, the first thing he saw was the young man behind King Queye.

His bandages had been removed, and his forehead was a plum blossom with double petals, which was different from others, but that plum blossom was incomplete, and half of the petals were still bright red.His complexion was still the same as before, not very good, but the black eyes that always liked to stare at people stubbornly were drooping at this moment, and he couldn't see clearly what his mood was.

He stood behind King Que Ye, like a shadow without a soul.If Mu Xinghe hadn't known him first, he wouldn't have paid more attention to this person.

Mu Xinghe didn't have a chance to observe more, because someone kicked his leg, the force was not strong, but it was enough to make him fall to his knees before he could react.

Along with the reaction force of the ground came a somewhat suppressed cry, which appeared abruptly and disappeared quickly, making people feel that the sound was just an illusion, and the shock and anger in that call seemed to be their own. Heart.

Mu Xinghe's hands were locked behind his back, he was too lazy to struggle, looked up, the king looked down at him, and the people behind the king also looked at him, still a pair of dark eyes that seemed to be unable to see to the bottom, very familiar The expression is just a lot more restrained than when the two were alone before.

For some reason, Mu Xinghe breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Xiao seems to be doing well these days?"

Mu Xinghe was terrified by the title of "Little Mister", and said with a dry smile, "Of course it is due to His Highness's care."

Naturally, King Que Ye didn't care about his inadvertent response, and his tone still showed no trace of joy or anger: "Then you know what happens if you are good at magic and trespassing in forbidden places?"

"Zhu Lian the whole family? Whole family copy and cut?" Mu Xinghe slightly raised his eyebrows to look at him, he thought he understood what the other party was going to say next.

"No..." King Queye smiled at this time. His smile was not warm at all, but it made people feel a little oppressive. , If you want to die, you will die."

"Boss mighty!" Mu Xinghe lowered his head slightly, which seemed to be a very submissive posture, but when he raised his head, he showed a smile, full of reckless provocation, "But, I am a man, you want me to live , can’t give birth, what should I do?”

Being so disobedient, King Queye didn't even show any anger, but changed into a more comfortable posture, and said lightly: "You don't have to pretend to be stupid, you can be Shen Yunlan's confidant, come out of prison A person whose spirit can still be like this will not be able to hear the meaning of loneliness."

He sneered abruptly at the end of his speech, and said: "It's a pity that Mr. Xiao has no intention of appreciating talents when he is lonely."

"You go."

King Que Ye's voice was low, with a sense of irreversibility, but it was not aimed at Mu Xinghe.

Hearing this, Chu Zhi took a step back, his pace was not as stable as before, but he lowered his body and touched the ground with his hands after all.But in the blink of an eye, Mu Xinghe could feel the boundless power rushing towards him with enthusiasm!

This power still had a slight shock, causing his internal organs to be squeezed and vibrate continuously.Mu Xinghe instinctively wanted to press his hands on his chest, but because his hands were bound, he almost lost his balance and almost fell down.

"You can't give birth, but you can exorcise demons and summon ghosts, and you can do magic related to moon phases and winds, can't you?" In a trance, he heard the voice of King Queye, with a slight smile as if he was in control of everything. , "It's all he told me, you don't need to pretend to be crazy."

Mu Xinghe didn't want to be so embarrassed in an unexpected state, so he insisted on kneeling straight again, but under the turmoil of his heart, his mouth was full of fishy sweetness, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

He recovered his breath, looked at the two people in front of him, sorted out his thoughts and emotions, and said slowly: "Isn't witchcraft a forbidden technique? Want to learn it? You call it law enforcement and breaking the law."

"What is the Dharma?" The Queye King had been calm before, but now he smiled genuinely, a smile full of spirit, as if the world was nothing but dust in front of his eyes. Everything is under my control. If a mediocre person is like this, so are the rules and laws!"

Mu Xinghe was silent for a moment—he could make up some tricks to fool him, or he could lie to him to untie the seal first, but King Queye seemed to have seen through him completely, and said, "You don't have to play tricks anymore. Little Clever, if you want to survive, you can only cling to Gu and let Gu disperse, with your cleverness, don't you understand?"

"I know what you mean," Mu Xinghe casually wiped the residual blood from the corner of his mouth to his shoulder, "But I can't just be attached to you, maybe my master will come to rescue me on colorful clouds in a few days. ?”

However, King Que Ye sneered: "He has been in the eclipse for a long time, and he has no breath left. If Shen Yunlan is not completely dead, I don't have to bother talking to you."

Eclipse of Yin——Zhong Shan...?

Mu Xinghe said without hesitation: "He can't die. He told me to wait, which means that he will definitely be able to come back."

Mu Xinghe finally found something that could be regarded as a clue. After answering, he thought to himself, but he heard King Que Ye sneer and said: "It's so stupid——! If he left you aside, he gave up on you. It's hard for him to still have you." Such a loyal servant."

Mu Xinghe shook his head: "He won't give up on me."

King Queye didn't answer any more, but he pulled Chu Zhi in an almost rough manner, pinching Chu Zhi's chin with his hands, Chu Zhi's complexion became even paler, and he completely restrained Chu Zhi as if he was in absolute dominance. He looked at Chu Zhi with a posture, but there seemed to be a little anger hidden in his indifferent tone. He wanted to suppress it and pretended to be very gentle. Under such a contradiction, it made people feel even more fearful.

"Like your friends."

From Mu Xinghe's angle, he could only see a little bit of Chu Zhi's side face. Chu Zhi raised his eyes to look at the other party, but he bit his lip so hard that he lost all blood.

Mu Xinghe looked at the two people who were facing each other, and suddenly raised his voice: "Do you think my trust in him is unconditional?"

King Queye let go of his grip on Chu Zhi, probably with some strength, Chu Zhi staggered a step, but finally stood firm, his face was pale, and he retreated behind King Queye as obediently as if he had no will.

"Let me tell you, my character is even worse than what I look like now. I would never have had a deep friendship with such a person. He is much better than me. If he has malice towards me, he can easily play me Under the palm of his hand, he even killed me; even if he treats me with kindness, he is a master, a master, and a devil master, but I am just a little guy who has never received attention. Ants under the tree, the two of us have never been equal from the beginning."

Mu Xinghe didn't wait for others to respond, and continued: "But our relationship was established by him first. He treats me as I treat him—he can dislike me, and I can dislike him, too. I can tease him, and he can tease me. These are even more important to me than him saving me many times."

"We are friends. He saved me. I can go through fire and water for him. I can do everything I can to get to him." Mu Xinghe raised his head and looked at the king in front of him. Those amber eyes were like burning flames. It is direct, fiery, and seldom seen under his habit of hiding his sincerity, and even a little viciously, like a sharp knife that can split the soul, "But all you want is a dog."