Heavenly Star

Seems to detect the wind's abnormality, the wind lifted its head and glanced at the wind's pale face. Perhaps since six months ago, maybe even longer, his father now seems to be getting thinner and thinner, his eyelids are getting deeper and deeper, and his white head is getting more and more, and this year he is only fifty, his dignity is excellent, he is not so old so fast at all, the Minister of the Dynasty and China thinks that he has worked too hard to plan big things, he is persuaded to take care of his body, he will always only vaguely respond a few words. In daily contact with the wind, Windling noticed that he had too many abnormalities during this period, such as he often stumbled unwittingly, sweating and so on.

“Father, take care of yourself. Why don't you call for a doctor to examine your father?” The wind asked worried.

Unexpectedly, after the wind heard, he was furious: “I'm going to rest, go out! ”

The wind creeped in his heart and hurriedly retreated. He was disturbed.

At night, the wind on the dragon's bed wrapped itself tight and solid. It was not a hard winter. The air was still slightly dull and the wind in the quilt was still shaking. He hasn't slept peacefully since six months ago, nightmares countless times, how many times a night he has to wake up, cold sweat always punches a pillow towel wet. Because he's scared.

It wasn't until midnight that he finally fell asleep.

Tick, tick, tick...

In confusion, he heard the droplets splash, and when he awoke a little consciousness, he began to feel the droplets splash on his face, and at the same time he felt something in his mouth that seemed to bite him, soft and hard. His consciousness began to sober up and his eyes slowly opened.

In his mouth, a strong salty smell came from his eyes, and his eyes turned against a face... No, it was not a face, but a head, a face facing his head, almost with his face, the head hung high there, the beard scattered, the mouth was wide open, two pitch-black eyes were empty, a drop of blood dripped out of the eye socket, dropped on his face, nose, mouth...

Ah!!!

The wind shouted like a ghost crying scream, rolled down from the bed, and as he rolled down, what was in his mouth fell to the ground, a man's hand with blood.

The windy face was pale and horrible, paralyzed by painful dryness on the cold ground. Quietly surrounded, this is his sleeping house, but he did not summon anyone by the scream. Just as his heart cracked, a slight footsteps rang in front of him, and a dark shadow swayed in front of him, watching his tragedy quietly.

The wind trembled all over him, subconsciously moving his body backwards, leaning against the pillars of the bed, and pointing his trembling fingers at him: “You... you... demon...”

The man in front of him, wearing a silver mask, wearing a silver coat, even gloves on his hands, boots on his feet in pure silver. Two silent and spectacular eyes shot out of the hollow of the mask and fell on the wind, so bluntly looking at a corpse.

Silver noodles, Evil Emperor!

“The devil? Yes, in front of you, this emperor is the devil.” The evil emperor remained motionless all over his body, and the harsh sound of sandpaper rubbing came out of his mouth, making it hard to hear his heart twitch. “And for many more, the man behind you is the real devil, who, in order to practice an evil deed, dug the eyes of more than thirty young men and girls with that hand, so that Bendi had his eyes dug and his hands chopped. ”

“It is not my fault... it is not my fault...” I thought of him just now, the wind trembled all over me, then he suddenly fell in front of the evil emperor, kowtowing like a garlic, kowtowing to the ground “bang bang” and sounded: “Please, let me go, don't come looking for me again... please let me go...”

I don't know how much torment, how much fear, how much pain will make this ambitious King of Wind make such a gesture. The evil emperor looked at the emperor of the windy kingdom desperately in front of himself, unresponsive. Despite the wind, the evil emperor had some admiration for him. After all, the wind was strong. For half a year, he had not completely collapsed and had not been insane.

His nightmare began six months ago when the evil emperor descended from the sky and appeared in front of the wind. He could be the most fearful man in the world who knows evil. When the evil emperor first appeared, the only way he appeared was in such a way that his heart was almost paralyzed by a stone wind… he appeared in front of him so empty, without any signs or sounds, completely empty, as if it were a sudden change from the air. The wind was like a ghost, his whole body sweated up on the spot, and he backed off, barely paralyzing on the ground.

The first time he appeared was also at night, quiet and terrible, and when he calmed down and started shouting “assassins," all he could still hear was his voice, the princess of the eunuch on the night, and the expert guard in the dark, who didn't give him an answer, as if the world was left with him and the man in front of him in silver, in a silver veil. He stood there motionless, letting him scream, and the cold light in his eyes made him cold, making him wonder if he was having nightmares.

At a time like this, the scariest thing was not that he lit up his sword, but that he was silent. In death-like silence, the strong calm breaks apart.

Since then, the wind has lived in the shadow of the evil emperor. He may appear at any time, sometimes every few weeks, sometimes only days, sometimes every other day, and whenever he appears, no one will respond to him, no matter how he screams. If the guards around him later died, he wouldn't be so scared, but what shocked him was that neither the eunuchs, nor the guards of the nearby Ming Wei, were all supposed to be there, none were restrained, none were killed, not even one had left... they never heard a sound!

Initially, after the appearance of the evil emperor, he just stood there quietly, motionless, speechless, but let the wind feel an utter fear never felt. When the evil emperor left quietly, his head and clothes all over his body had been wet by cold sweat, and his heart had been in a violent beating state for a long time, unable to calm down. At that time, the rumors of the evil emperor had begun to appear in the windy country, and he had not cared about the rumors of the “rivers and lakes”. When the evil emperor appeared before him, he knew that he was more than a million times scarier than the rumors.

It's harder to find a place where you can beat the palace when you're guarded. Not even the famous mighty ones dare to break into the palace. Ye Wuchen, who had even been slaughtered by the wind and the sun, also fought hard under the siege of thousands of armies, and was eventually forced to break the soul pit. So, unless you have the power of divinity, trespassing in the palace is almost no different than dying.

But the evil emperor is the exception, a terrible exception. Because he appeared like a ghost, and when he left in front of the wind, he suddenly disappeared like a ghost, disappearing clean and without a trace. The way he left, even if it was a thousand armies, would never have kept him, and without his strength, even if he had no power over the chicken, trying to catch him would have been like a joke.

What happened to the evil emperor did not happen to him or anyone else, because he knew that the consequences of going out were nothing more than a panic. After a long time, he would gradually begin to doubt whether his emperor was insane, skeptical, and never greatly diminished his credibility.

Later, when he falls asleep, he leaves a large group of guards standing in front of his bed watching him fall asleep. But the evil emperor still came, and what frightened his heart was that the guards still stood there with their original movements and expressions, their eyes as open as before, but they were still motionless, the wind shouted, they remained motionless, as if they had not seen the appearance of the evil emperor and the windy wolf, and had not heard his voice. After the evil emperor disappeared like air, the guards rushed to the wind and asked him how he had fallen to the ground in astonishment. At that moment, he was completely unable to express the great horror in his heart with any words.

When the evil emperor first appeared, it was just silent, like a cold sculpture, gradually let the wind begin to wonder if everything was really just a hallucination of his own labor over-emergence, he was scaring himself, but soon, the evil emperor used his means to let him know what a demonic horror was. I don't know how many times he's been in shock like tonight. Initially, he suppressed fear, forced calm, then resented, yelled, scolded, slowly, in this horrible tens of millions of times more torture than a thousand knives, his psychological defense line finally collapsed, in front of the evil emperor, he no longer had the dignity of the emperor, began to beg him not to appear again, even kneeling to beg. Over the past six months, he has been seriously ill many times, becoming thinner and thinner. Had it not been for his daily diet, he would have had countless major psychotropic medicines. At this time, he would have been skinny and extremely ill. The palace royal doctor countless, can only be “overtired” for windy diseases. Even if there are a few current ones, they will never dare to come out as "overscared”, because even some of them do not believe that the wind is always thunderous and severe, and the wind as calm as the mountain will be scared by what?

Although the wind seemed hidden, every time he tried to ask the exit, he was scolded by the wind, which also made him more suspicious. However, there have been no anomalies.

Under such prolonged torment, he would have been completely broken down and insane if it had not been for the wind's unrivalled fortitude. Nevertheless, he was completely devoid of the Emperor in front of the Evil Emperor. He kowtowed and begged the Evil Emperor to let him go and never to appear again. What do you mean, live or die? He really felt it.

“You, just a toy of the Emperor, will naturally let you go when the Emperor has had enough of you.” The evil emperor looked at him, and the dull, obscure and cold voice was heard in his ear, causing his eardrum and heart to suffer for a while.

Toys……

That immense sense of humility and shame awakened Silk's already tormented sense of resistance. His body shrunk and shouted in horror: “Who are you... what is wrong with us and you...”