Origin Legend: Heroic Hymn

"Cat, are you back?"

"Yes, Dong Yu, how is Ling Feng? Is he up?"

Dong Yu sat at the wine table, savoring the new drink that Winter Fantasy was about to produce. When he saw Fumini coming back from morning exercise, he greeted her. Perhaps because of what happened in the past few days, the usually cold Fumini's eyes now showed a hint of sadness.

But perhaps because he had experienced life and death separation, he adjusted his state much faster than his peers.

"Ling Feng! He should still be in his room. I haven't seen him come down to eat today!"

Dong Yu sighed softly. Even as a mercenary who was used to seeing life and death, he found it hard to get over the death of someone he knew, let alone Ling Feng. Rita's death was too much of a blow to him. Fumini was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Dong Yu, please help me prepare some food and I'll bring it to him."

Dong Yu pointed to the basket beside him.

"It's ready! The kitchen usually puts Lingfeng and Rita's breakfast into baskets. Usually Rita would carry the basket of food to wake Lingfeng up."

Fuminie looked at the basket with sadness in her eyes.

"It takes some time to adapt. During this time, I'll deliver meals to Ling Feng!"

"Okay! I'll tell the kitchen to do this, then go find Ling Feng! And give him my regards by the way!

This drink still doesn’t taste good, Forget your worries, what does Forget your worries taste like…”

"okay, got it."

Ignoring Dong Yu's mumbling, Fu Minnie went upstairs with the basket.

Ling Feng used cold water in the bathroom to cool his body down, but how could he suppress his desire that had been aroused to almost the limit so easily?

Ling Feng now feels as if he is on fire and is very uncomfortable. He longs for a woman to be by his side, but he is also afraid of having a woman by his side. He is constantly struggling in his heart.

At this time, a sound was heard outside the house. Someone came in, but the door was not opened.

There was only one person who could do this - Fumini. And his conjecture was immediately verified.

"Ling Feng? Are you in the room?"

Now Fumini's voice sounded particularly sweet to Ling Feng, perhaps it was desire that was at work.

"Fumeni, I'm here!"

"Just now I saw Xiaobai running back to his room heartbroken. What happened?"

Ling Feng suppressed his desire and answered Fumini calmly.

"No, nothing, why are you here?"

"Oh, I'll bring you some food. Lingfeng, come out and eat after you've washed up! Rita definitely doesn't want to see you looking depressed..."

Fu Minnie put down the food and stood on the table in the room. Now she was only separated from the naked Ling Feng by a door.

Ling Feng is in a very bad state now, especially when he heard Rita's name, heavy thoughts surged into his heart, and his inner desires became even more difficult to control.

If this continued, Ling Feng felt that he was about to explode. The veins on his hand holding the bathroom door handle were bulging. He wanted Fu Minnie to leave, but he also wanted her to satisfy his desires.

"Fumine, I want you to do me a favor!"

"Tell me! What's the favor?"

Fumini frowned, feeling that something was wrong with the other party.

"Can you go back to your room for a moment? Oh, no! Can you come in for a moment? Uh! No! Don't come in! Don't come in!"

"Ling Feng? What's wrong with you? You sound like you're in great pain."

"Yes! I feel very uncomfortable now, so..."

Before Ling Feng could finish, Fu Minnie rushed in through the bathroom door with a nervous look on her face. She was soaked by the shower water when she came in, and she and the naked Ling Feng were facing each other.

"what!"

Fumini immediately covered her eyes, but the wet pure white clothes were tightly attached to her body, and the inside of the clothes was transparent and fully visible to Ling Feng because of the water.

How could Ling Feng, who was at the peak of his desire, bear this? He rushed to Fu Minni and hugged her. His lips fell on Fu Minni's lips without error.

This scared the poor little kitten. She pushed Ling Feng hard, trying to push him away, but how could a female enchanter's power match that of a male swordsman?

"Ah, it exploded again! I'm sorry, Fumini."

Ling Feng secretly apologized to Fu Minnie in his heart, but his body couldn't stop because of the delicious taste. Fu Minnie's struggle became weaker and weaker, and she even closed her eyes as if she had accepted her fate.

But at the moment of contact, Fumini's body trembled, her eyes suddenly opened, and she went into a frenzy state, her whole body turning red.

The next moment, Ling Feng's body passed through Fu Minnie's body and hit the wall. Fu Minnie, who had broken free from her restraints, turned around and slapped Ling Feng hard. In the blink of an eye, she passed through the ceiling and returned to her room, leaving behind only a very cold word.

"Ling Feng! Calm down! How could you do such a thing?"

"I'm sorry! Fumini, I'm sorry! I couldn't control myself! I'm sorry!"

"Stop talking!"

Ling Feng heard the sound of a door slamming upstairs and Fumini crying, which immediately made Ling Feng feel at a loss.

His wife died in his hands, and on the day of his wife's funeral he betrayed her with his sister. His best friend was humiliated and heartbroken because of his reckless behavior.

Ling Feng suddenly felt that he was the worst man in the world. So bad that he shouldn't even be alive in this world.

The slap from Fumini extinguished all of Ling Feng's desires and pushed Ling Feng from the trough into the bottomless abyss.

After waking up, he used ice magic to make the already icy water even colder, and poured the basin over his head. Perhaps because the ice water was so effective, or perhaps because the fragrance had worn off, his originally scarlet eyes gradually returned to normal.

He walked out of the bathroom and could still hear Femini's low sobbing upstairs. On the table in the room was the food that Femini had brought. The familiar basket and the combination of the food inside made him regret it even more.

Ling Feng reached out and took out a piece of bread, but just as he was about to take a bite, he stopped. He put the food back into the basket, slapped himself a few times, and fell on the bed.

Regret, self-blame, sadness, despair and all kinds of negative emotions surged into my heart, like a knife or an axe constantly torturing my already scarred heart.

Now he wished someone would beat him to death. After all, because of that angel, he couldn't commit suicide and could only wander in this endless abyss.

"This result may be fate's punishment for me not protecting Rita well."