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Chapter 282 Life is better than death

.It seemed to notice Feng Lie's strangeness. Feng Ling looked up and glanced at Feng Lie's pale face. The website may have been half a year ago, or even longer, he found that his father seemed to be getting thinner and thinner, his eye sockets were sinking deeply, and he also had more and more white hair. He was only fifty years old this year, and he was pampered and did not grow old so quickly. The ministers in the court thought that he was overworking to plan major events, and they advised him to take care of his health. He always responded vaguely. When he contacted Feng Lie every day, Feng Ling even noticed that he had too many abnormalities during this period, such as, he often felt inexplicably dull and sweating.

"Father, take care of your health. Why don't you call an imperial physician to check your health for your father?" Feng Ling asked worriedly.

However, Feng Lie was furious after hearing this: "I'm going to rest, let me go out!"

Feng Ling felt a terrified and hurriedly retreated, feeling shocked and uneasy.

That night, Feng Lie on the dragon bed wrapped himself tightly. It was not the severe winter at this time, and the air was still a little stuffy, and Feng Lie, who was wrapped in the quilt, was still shaking cold. Since half a year ago, he has not slept for a stable sleep, and he has countless nightmares. I don’t know how many times he would wake up in a night. Cold sweat can always make the pillowcase wet. Because he is afraid.

It was not until midnight that he finally fell asleep.

Tick, tick, tick...

In a daze, he seemed to hear the sound of water drops splashing. When he woke up a little consciousness, he began to feel water drops splashing on his face. At the same time, he felt something in his mouth, soft and hard. His consciousness began to gradually wake up and slowly open his eyes.

A strong and salty smell came from his mouth, and his eyes suddenly met a face... No, it was not a face, but a human head, a person facing his head, almost sticking to his face, the head hung high there, disheveled, his mouth wide open, and the two dark eye sockets were empty, drops of blood dripped from the eye sockets, dripping on his face, nose, and mouth...

ah!!!

Feng Lie let out a shrill scream like a ghost crying, and suddenly rolled down from the bed. As he rolled down, the things in his mouth fell to the ground, which was a person's bloody palm.

Feng Lie's face was pale and terrible, and he collapsed on the cold ground and retching in pain. It was quiet around him. This was his bedroom, but his scream did not call anyone. Just as his heart was shaking, a slight footsteps sounded in front of him. A black shadow also came to him, quietly watching his miserable state.

Feng Lie's whole body trembled, subconsciously moved his body backward, leaned against the bed post, and pointed at him with his trembling fingers: "You...you...devil..."

The man in front of him was wearing a silver mask, wearing a silver garment, even the gloves on his hands and boots on his feet were pure silver. Two quiet eyes shot out from the hollow of the mask and fell on Feng Lie, looking at a corpse in a dull way.

Silver Clothes and Silver Faces, Evil Emperor!

"Devil? That's right, in front of you, I am a devil." The evil emperor's whole body did not move, and the hard sound as hard as sandpaper rubbing came out of his mouth, making people twitch. "For more people, the person behind you is the real devil. In order to practice an evil skill, he used his hand to dig the eyes of more than 30 boys and girls, so I asked someone to dig his eyes and chop off his hands."

"This is not my fault...it's not my fault..." Feng Lie's whole body trembled when he thought of his scene just now, and then he suddenly pounced in front of the Evil Emperor, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and the ground was "bang" and "please, let me go, don't come to me again...please let me go..."

I don’t know how much torture, how much fear, or how much pain it will make this ambitious Emperor of Dafeng Kingdom make such a gesture. The Evil Emperor looked at the Emperor of Dafeng Kingdom who was kowtowing desperately in front of him coldly, without any reaction. Although Feng Lie was like this, the Evil Emperor had a little admiration for him. Feng Lie was Feng Lie after all. After all, he had not completely collapsed and was not mentally ill for half a year.

Half a year ago, the Evil Emperor descended from the sky and appeared in front of Feng Lie, his nightmare began. He can be said to be the person in the world who knows the terribleness of the Evil Emperor. When the Evil Emperor first appeared, the way he appeared made Feng Lie, who was as firm as a stone, almost collapsed to the ground... He appeared out of thin air without any signs or sounds, and it appeared out of thin air, just like a sudden change of air. Feng Lie hit a ghost, his hair stood up on the spot, staggering back, and almost collapsed on the ground.

The first time he appeared was at night, and the surroundings were terrible. When he calmed down and started shouting "assassin", all he could hear was his own voice. None of the eunuchs and palace maids at night, and the master guards in the open and secret answered him, as if the whole world was left with him and the person in front of him in silver clothes and silver-covered faces. He stood there motionless, letting him shout. The cold light from his eyes made him cold all over his body, making him begin to wonder if he was having a nightmare.

At this time, the most terrifying thing is not that he shows his sword, but that he is silent. In the silence of death, Feng Lie's strong calmness collapsed bit by bit.

From then on, Feng Lie lived under the shadow of the Evil Emperor. He could appear at any time, sometimes a few weeks, sometimes only a few days, and every other day, he would appear in front of him. Every time he appeared, no matter how he shouted, no one would respond to him. If he later found that the guards around him were dead, he would not be so scared, but what shocked him was that whether it was the eunuchs and palace maids or the open and secret guards guarding nearby were all guarding there in detail, none of them were suppressed, none died, and none even left... They did not hear any sound from beginning to end!

At first few times, after the Evil Emperor appeared, he just stood there quietly, without movement or words, but Feng Lie felt a bone-bending fear that he had never felt before. When the Evil Emperor left in silence, his head and all his clothes were wet with cold sweat, and his heart was in a state of violent beating for a long time and could not calm down. At that time, the rumors of the Evil Emperor had begun to appear in the Great Wind Kingdom. He had never cared about these rumors of the "jianghu". When the Evil Emperor actually appeared in front of him, he realized that he was more than tens of millions of times more terrifying than the rumors.

Speaking of strict guards, it is difficult to find a place that can surpass the palace. Even the famous level strong men dared to trek into the palace. Ye Wuchen, who had even killed Feng Chaoyang, also fought to the point of exhaustion under the siege of thousands of troops and was eventually forced to the Broken Soul Abyss. Therefore, unless he had the strength of the god level, there was almost no difference between trek into the palace and dying.

But the Evil Emperor is an exception, a terrible exception. Because he appeared out of thin air like a ghost, when he left in front of Feng Lie, he suddenly disappeared like a ghost, disappearing cleanly and without a trace. His way of leaving, even if he was thousands of troops, he would not want to keep him. Not to mention his strength, even if he had no power to tie a chicken, trying to capture him would be like telling a joke.

He had never told anyone about the occurrence of the Evil Emperor, because he knew very well that the consequences of saying it were nothing more than one. First, it caused a lot of panic, and over time, he would gradually begin to doubt whether the emperor was mentally ill, suspicious, and never greatly reduced his prestige.

Later, when he fell asleep, he would let a large number of guards guards guard his bed and watch him fall asleep. But the Evil Emperor still came, and what almost made his heart frightened was that the guards stood there with their original movements and expressions, their eyes opened as before, but they were motionless. Feng Lie screamed, and they still did not move, as if they had not seen the appearance of the Evil Emperor and Feng Lie's embarrassment at all, and did not hear his voice. After the Evil Emperor disappeared like air, the guards rushed to Feng Lie and asked him in surprise why he fell to the ground. At that moment, he could not express his great horror in his heart with any words.

When the Evil Emperor first appeared, he just said nothing, and looked like a cold eagle. It gradually made Feng Lie wonder if everything was really just an illusion that he had overworked his mind, and he was scaring himself, but soon, the Evil Emperor used his means to let him know what a terrible devil is. Just like this scare tonight, he had experienced so many times. At first, he suppressed his fear, forced himself to calm down and scolded him, yelled, scolded him, and slowly, in this torture that was tens of millions of times more terrible than being cut into pieces, his psychological defense finally collapsed little by little. In front of the Evil Emperor, he would have been again

He no longer had the dignity of the emperor and began to beg him not to appear again, and even knelt down and wag his tail and begged for mercy. In the past six months, he had been seriously ill many times and became increasingly thin. If it weren't for his usual luxury and food and countless great tonic medicines, he was already thin and could not afford to suffer serious illness. There were countless imperial doctors in the palace, and he could only say that Feng Lie's serious illness was "overworked". Even if there were a few clues, he would never dare to say that it was "overshocked", because even they didn't believe that Feng Lie, who had always been decisive, majestic and steady, would be scared out of illness by what was happening.

Although Feng Ling had some clues vaguely, every time he asked tentatively, Feng Lie would scold him, which also made him even more suspicious. But he had never seen anything unusual.

After such a long period of torture, if Feng Lie had not been extremely tenacious in his state of mind, he would have been completely collapsed and mentally ill. But despite this, he had no emperor's posture in front of the Evil Emperor. He kowtowed and begged the Evil Emperor to let him go and never appear again. What does life mean worse than death? He felt it sincerely.

"You are just a toy of this emperor. When I can play with you for a long time, I will naturally let you go." The evil emperor looked at him, and made a hoarse and obscure and cold voice. It was heard in his ears, making people feel uncomfortable in their eardrums and hearts.

Toy……

The incomparable humility and shame awakened Sisi's consciousness of resistance that had been tortured. He shrank back and shouted in horror: "You... who are you... what kind of grudges do I have with you..."

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