Violent General Sheng Shichong

seven years old...

Xianle Building...

Feng Yuting came over behind him, looked down at Feng Li lightly, and said to his wife: "The carriage is waiting outside, let's go."

Mrs. Yang smiled and nodded. Her eyes inherited the characteristics of the royal family of Nanqiong Kingdom. They are like a quiet lake without any dust. Those who love it look more beautiful, while those who don't love it look like evil spirits and monsters no matter what.

The gaze she looked at Feng Yuting contained too much friendship, but this friendship was destined not to be responded to.

Feng Yuting looked her up and down, few women in this world could surpass her beauty, but Feng Yuting opened his mouth but couldn't say a word of praise.

In order not to appear too indifferent, Feng Yuting held her hand, pulled her away and left.

Feng Li came back to his senses, although he knew it was a dream, but he couldn't suppress the grief in his heart.

In his memory, after his mother left the house this time, she never came back...

What is it that fell into the lake?

Although the Xianle Building has the reputation of being the first building in the world, the place to set foot on is not high, because outsiders cannot go up because there is a sword locked on the high place.

What's more, Feng Li knew that her mother was very good at water, so how could she drown so easily?

He was young then, and although he had doubts, he couldn't do anything.

Until one day, he heard a servant girl in the mansion say that the night before the prime minister took his wife out, the prime minister spent the night in Mrs. Jia's room. Said: "She will not come back alive."

This incident had a great impact on the young Feng Li. Later, the maid who told the secret was found hanging in the stable.

Also since then, Feng Li never regarded Feng Yuting as a father in her heart.

The events of the past appeared in front of Feng Li's eyes one after another, he turned around and looked at his mother who was about to leave the house, and rushed over like crazy, he wanted to pull her back.

Even though he was close at hand, he stretched out his hand but couldn't catch anything. The mother's body was like a phantom, visible but intangible.

He could only touch Feng Yuting, and he held on to Feng Yuting's clothes tightly.

Feng Yuting turned his head, glared at him with disgust, and stretched out his hand to block him, "Li'er, don't mess around."

Her small body couldn't hold back Feng Yuting at all, Feng Li was so anxious that she accidentally saw the long knife worn by the guard at the gate.

His eyes instantly became murderous, and he ran over in a few steps, and snatched the long knife while the guard was not paying attention.

No one can hurt his mother, no one can!

"Feng Yuting!"

A child's roar startled Feng Yuting, and when he turned around, he saw that small body rushing towards him with a long knife in both hands.

Feng Li lost her mind, the Feng Yuting in the dream didn't dodge or dodge, with a swing of the long knife, it slashed on Feng Yuting's waist.

After all, his body was only seven years old, and he managed to cut a wound. When he saw the bright red blood flowing down the blade, Feng Li's hands trembled, as if there was a voice in his heart saying, kill him.

Immediately afterwards, one knife...two swords...twenty swords...

The more he chopped, the more he felt an indescribable sense of joy in his heart. The little rationality left told him that he could stop, but his body was out of control.

Especially when he saw his mother slumped on the ground in shock, he really wanted to rush over and give her a hug.

Why can't you stop!

He should look like a murderer right now, he didn't even dare to lower his head to look at Feng Yuting who had been chopped down to the ground without breath.

No!It's not him!this is not!

Feng Li closed her eyes in extreme pain, hoping to wake up from this nightmare.

He never believed in evil spirits, but now he was reciting Buddhist scriptures silently until his emotions gradually calmed down.

After an unknown amount of time, a warm feeling came from the hand holding the long knife.

Feng Li slowly opened his eyes, the person in front of him was a little blurry, it was a man, he couldn't see clearly, but he felt very familiar.

Shen Mojun?

seems not……

The man's hand was warm and familiar.

How could he be familiar with Shen Mojun's hands.

Feng Li's eyes gradually focused, and the face of the person in front of him gradually became clear, and he couldn't help opening his eyes wide.

For some reason, seeing this person in his dream gave him an indescribable peace of mind.

Fu Yuan.

Fu Yuan in the dream was unusually quiet, silently pulling Feng Li away from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Feng Li followed without thinking, because he knew that Fu Yuan would not hurt him, so he was not at all worried about where Fu Yuan would take him.

The long streets and alleys were the same as usual, Fu Yuan led him through the crowd, no one cared about the blood on his body, or dared not care, because the person protecting him was Fu Yuan.

As he walked, Feng Li finally couldn't help crying, his small shoulders trembled, and big tears kept pouring out, he was finally able to cry frankly.

On the day he learned of his mother's death, he hid in the quilt and cried all night.

Knowing that his father was the culprit who killed his mother, he hid himself and cried for a long time.

From then on, no matter how much he was wronged, he never cried again.

It's all because Fu Yuan's hand was too warm in the dream.

……

"Sir?"

Feng Li woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Zhu Yun's worried face. At that moment, he couldn't tell the difference between reality and dream.

A wisp of strange fragrance passed his nose, Feng Li was taken aback, moved his hand, and felt that he was holding something in his hand.

When he took it to his eyes, it was the hollowed-out wooden block he was looking at before going to bed, and he keenly noticed something was wrong.

After staring at the small wooden block for a while, Feng Li had a guess in his mind.

This strange fragrance, and his unusual dream just now, could it be that this thing can induce everyone's brutal psychology through dreams?

So what is Fu Yuan's dream?

Feng Li hadn't recovered yet, touched the corners of her eyes, and it was a little moist.

No wonder Zhu Yun showed such an expression.

This thing was too scary, and he was to blame for his carelessness, Feng Li patted his forehead angrily.

"How long have I been asleep?" Feng Li got up to put on her shoes.

"It's been two hours." Zhu Yun hesitated for a while and then said: "My lord, the general locked himself in the room and never came out."

Feng Li paused, and Zhu Yun continued, "I feel that the general treats you sincerely, young master, you..."

"I know." Feng Li interrupted Zhu Yun and pursed his lips.

For Fu Yuan, he concealed too much, perhaps in Fu Yuan's eyes, he is just a rich son who enjoys the glory and wealth and knows nothing about the world.

If one day, the vicious, ambitious and hateful him stood in front of Fu Yuan, would Fu Yuan still like him?

Feng Li didn't know, but he didn't want to show him like this in front of Fu Yuan for the time being, maybe he was afraid.

"I'll go see him."

To all readers (testimonials on shelves)

Regardless of whether the babies choose to cancel the collection or continue to support, I thank everyone for their company.

Huh~ As the title says, this article will be on the shelves from today~

First of all, I want to tell you my heart...

This article has been developed step by step from a small paragraph written by myself at the beginning, to the complete setting, and then to the text.

Seeing that it can be put on the shelves is also the first article in my life that has been successfully put on the shelves. It means a lot to me.

I know that I have many, many deficiencies in writing, and I also dislike what I write every day 2333333

I also thought about giving up, especially since I wrote the article, I realized how lacking my knowledge is, how insufficient my cultural heritage is, and how scarce my vocabulary is orz

So thank you all for your tolerance, thank you for liking this article.

Getting back to the point, the charging standard for Shudan is five cents per thousand characters (VIP users will be charged separately). Before that, I was updating [-] a day, but after it was put on the shelves, it was [-] a day. (It's over now?)

At the same time, I would also like to thank all the babies who voted for me, reminded me to change, monthly, rewarded, and commented. I love you all (*￣3)~~?

Next, there are a few things to watch:

Fu Yuan discovers Feng Li's true identity, and consummates the marriage for the first time through mutual exchange of hearts.

Vice cp debut, (Zhu Yun's cp and other two pairs of cp)

The following scenes are related: military camp, Nanqiong Kingdom, Jincang Kingdom, Fu Yuan's hometown, etc.

The following characters who did not appear in the scene: the master who taught the hidden weapon of Li, the famous actor of the troupe, the orphan of the royal family of Jincang Kingdom, etc.

More exciting content is waiting for the babies to unlock.

A new chapter will be posted later >>>>