Slag Attack Evolution Manual

Then I heard Lu Yikun taunting him coolly: "Lord Lieutenant General, I'm really sorry for spoiling your event." He was referring to the sabotage of the experiment.

He Yandong said bitterly: "I'm very glad that you are still alive."

Lu Yikun caressed the pattern on the white robe, lowered his eyelashes and smiled: "Yeah, I'm also very lucky, fortunately I still have a little uncle."

He Yandong's heart twitched, and a strange emotion called jealousy emerged for the first time, and quickly spread throughout his body.This made him very at a loss.He hurriedly approached Lu Yikun a few steps and argued: "No, I regretted it later and stopped the experiment! It's just..." It's just too late.

"Oh?" Lu Yikun sneered, "So, I have to thank you!"

"It's true, Kun'er, Second Uncle didn't lie to you!" He Yandong said anxiously, and took two steps closer to Lu Yikun as if possessed.

"Of course I believe it, Lieutenant General!" Lu Yikun stood up vigilantly, smiling like a spring flower, but the hand under the sleeve was touching the weapon without a trace, "Lieutenant General Lao is so caring, I am very moved!"

"Really, Kun'er, I didn't lie to you! You believe me!" He Yandong really couldn't stand Lu Yikun's cynicism.He could resist the hail of bullets, but he couldn't resist the indifference and misunderstanding of Lu Yikun's few words!

His Kun'er is clearly close at hand, he can't let him leave him like this!

Lu Yikun was still mocking him: "You didn't lie to me? Do you believe this, He Yandong?"

"I really didn't!" A loud roar burst out of his throat, and He Yandong strode towards Lu Yikun!

Just when he was about to touch the corner of Lu Yikun's clothes, a sharp long sword suddenly stabbed out from the side with a hissing sound!

The blade barely stopped two inches away from his throat.

He Yandong raised his eyes and met a pair of abyss-black eyes.Just as he was about to explain his impulsive behavior just now, his pupils suddenly tightened!

It turned out that just now when he suddenly approached, when Lu Yikun swung his sleeves and drew his sword, the plane energy beads worn around his neck rolled out from the skirt of his clothes and were exposed outside.

Realizing that He Yandong was staring blankly at the plane energy beads, Lu Yikun subconsciously raised the hilt of his sword, clenched the beads tightly and took a step back. Then, as if thinking of something, he raised the beads towards He Yandong, with a smile that was a mixture of complacency and fierce beauty .

He showed off to He Yandong: "Look, you know this, the plane energy beads! The lieutenant general tried his best to destroy everything about me, but it's a pity that he failed in the end!"

He Yandong couldn't believe it: "Why is this bead in your hand?" He thought the bead was lost or stolen.When did Lu Yikun take it away?

Lu Yikun looked at the beads in his hand like a lover, with deep memories in his eyes: "This one was made for me by my little uncle. How much effort he spent for me! He even gave up his life for me... ..."

Hearing this, He Yandong's face instantly turned pale without a trace of blood!He was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped up, and he almost wanted to vomit blood!

The bead was obviously made by him with painstaking efforts without sleep, but He Yuqi took the hard work for himself in a grandiose manner!He had never paid attention to him, but He Yuqi, who was regarded as an opponent, did not forget to give him a favor before he died!

How shameless!

When He Yuqi died, there would be no evidence for his death.No matter how he argues that he made the plane energy beads, Lu Yikun will not believe it.

But that was obviously what he did for Lu Yikun, out of a little bit of unbearable heart, a little bit of thinking, and left a way out for himself.I look forward to the day when I can rely on it to redeem Lu Yikun's forgiveness.

But now there is nothing.

Damn He Yuqi!Shameless!Shameless!Shameless! ! !

He Yandong was so angry that his eyes turned black, like falling a heavy lead, like stepping into the air and falling into an endless abyss. He felt furious and desperate, unable to express his suffering.

Lu Yikun stuffed the plane energy beads back into his clothes, and said to He Yandong: "I know what you are thinking, if you want to snatch my beads, it depends on whether you have the ability."

He Yandong clenched his fists, trembling with anger.He looked at Lu Yikun: "I won't snatch it. I'm here to help you."

"Is acting interesting all the time? Tell me your purpose directly." Lu Yikun asked annoyed.He doesn't want to play Tai Chi with He Yandong at all, the two of them have become such a life-and-death situation, and he feels disgusted even if he says a word to He Yandong.

Lu Yikun walked back to sit on the grand master's chair, poured himself a cup of tea to moisten his throat.From the corner of his eye, he was still vigilantly watching He Yandong's every move.

"...Okay, let me say." He Yandong was helpless.Lu Yikun didn't believe his real purpose, but asked him to fabricate a new false purpose!

Among the pain, you can only taste it yourself!

...The two finally reached a consensus on digging out the dragon's veins.He Yandong just wanted to make up for his mistakes and win back Lu Yikun's heart, so no matter what conditions Lu Yikun put forward, he didn't bargain.He is willing to spend his whole life to repay what he owes to Lu Yikun.

The prime minister recommended He Yandong, originally intending to let He Yandong replace Lu Yikun as the national teacher, so as to keep abreast of the little emperor's thoughts.Unexpectedly, as soon as He Yandong saw Lu Yikun, he defected to the other side's camp on the spot and joined forces with Lu Yikun. He was so angry that he immediately fell ill after returning home and was bedridden for several days.

The overall situation has been decided, and everything is proceeding in an orderly manner according to the plan, but Lu Yikun always has an ominous premonition in his heart.

He is infinitely close to stage 5.He had a feeling that by the time he reached Stage 5, he would be able to open the huge door that lay before him.That door is connected to the truth that He Yandong has been pursuing.Now he pressed his hand on the door, but his heart was pounding.There seems to be a voice in the dark saying to him, don't go any further, that's not the answer you want.

Lu Yikun couldn't find the reason for his entanglement.He could only blame it on He Yandong's conspiracy, and then vent this restlessness on the little emperor.

The little emperor is now in love with him to the point of obedience.She willingly endured his manipulation and teasing, unable to extricate herself from indulging in his hypocritical caress.

The appearance of He Yandong made him miss his old whip very much.The long-lost pleasure of torturing and subduing his opponent resurfaced in his mind.

The orange color of the candle is full of hints of ambiguity and decadence.A bright yellow gauze curtain as thin as a cicada's wings hangs in the graceful and gorgeous bedroom.Through the gauze tent undulating in the breeze, one can vaguely see two vague figures on the dragon couch, one standing and one kneeling.

On the opposite side of the dragon couch is a marble desk with pear pattern, on which there are Langhao brushes of different sizes stuck in the pen holder.On the walls on both sides, as a decoration, a dragon scale leather whip is placed on a gold-inlaid bracket, and a pair of ink marks written by everyone, writing a letter to calm down and nourish the spirit, so that it is peaceful and far-reaching.

Lu Yikun took the whip, grasped the handle and tip of the whip with both hands and shook it vigorously twice, the flexible leather whip made a crackling sound.

The little emperor knelt in front of him with his upper body naked, raised his face and stared at him intently, his face was always blue and white, only a pair of eyes shone faint blue light in the candlelight.

The candlelight illuminated Lu Yikun like a jade man, deepened his outline, and made his beauty full of magic. He was not the elegant and orchid-like national teacher in the daytime, but a monster that disturbed people's hearts.

Seeing Lu Yikun like this, the little emperor suddenly felt heart palpitations, and even trembled with fear.

Lu Yikun walked up to him slowly holding a whip, and asked, "Your Majesty, are you afraid?"

His voice was surprisingly tender and affectionate, in contrast to the tyrannical excitement that flickered in his eyes.

The aloof emperor knelt in front of him and begged for mercy and love, which made every cell in him scream—whip him hard!torture him!

Aning couldn't give him this kind of happiness.To him, Aning was just a little pet, his personal belongings, and he couldn't arouse his desire to whip at all.

The little emperor licked his lips and said softly: "Zhen, I listened to the national teacher..."

Lu Yikun raised the corners of his lips, leaned over and cupped his face with one hand and kissed him: "Good boy, be good, I just like you."

Then the little emperor had no time to be happy, he stood up, raised his whip high, and dropped it heavily!

"Snapped!"

There was a bright red bloodstain on the snow-white back in an instant. The whip was specially customized. The whip would not bleed, but the whipping was meticulous, and the red mark soon swelled like a red vine. The pain was as sharp as electricity, fleeting, and then It is pain and numbness.

The little emperor let out a scream from the stimulation, his fingers tightly clutching the obscene pants.His voice was short and thin, like a kitten's.Lu Yikun's heart was itching and he was very happy.

The whip fell again!

Snapped!

Snapped!Snapped……!

"No more! Please—!"

"Ah! It hurts so much, I don't want a national teacher...!"

"……what!"

Again and again, the little emperor rolled around on the floor hugging his shoulders in agony.But no matter where he hid, the whip could always hit him accurately.He was tearing from the pain, crying and begging for mercy intermittently, he lost all royal dignity and face.But he never ran away from the door.

Lu Yikun whipped him heartily, dozens of times, the little emperor was whipped to pieces, his heart felt like drinking fine wine, very happy.

The little emperor was dying, curled up on the ground, twitching nervously in pain.The little emperor was already weak, and if it wasn't for his love for Lu Yikun, he would not have endured this whipping willingly.

Lu Yikun swept all the Four Treasures of the Study and the memorials on the marble desk to the ground with one hand, then walked over to pick up his sick and listless body, and put him on it in a prone position.