Feng Ni Shocks the Sky: Empress Dowager is too arrogant

Chapter 475 Do you desire power?

Feng Beiyue was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect him to be angry again, he slammed his mouth, got up angrily, and ran out without looking back.

Seeing Feng Beiyue's leaving back, Ye Wuchen let out a breath slowly, and fell towards the depths of the cold pool as if losing strength.

Yue'er, only you can help me become a god or a demon...

As a teacher, you can't get over your inner demons, you can only become a demon.

Feng Beiyue ran out all at once, walked towards her room with wet clothes, and met Cui Nong on the way: "Young master, what's wrong with you?"

Feng Beiyue looked at her, and shook her head annoyedly: "I won't eat dinner, I'm going to retreat, don't call me if it's okay!"

After finishing speaking, Feng Beiyue went back.

Lying on the bed, looking at the curtain on the top of the bed, I couldn't help muttering: "Isn't it just peeking at you taking a shower? As for being so angry? Besides, I didn't see anything, right? How stingy!"

"Oh, don't think about it anymore!"

Feng Beiyue sat up all at once, cross-legged on the bed, and began to absorb spiritual energy and practice mental techniques.

——I am the cute dividing line——

"Kill him! Kill him! Beat him to death! How dare you bump into this young master!"

A fat boy stood in front of the crowd, instructing his subordinates, and kicked the little boy on the ground mercilessly. The little boy curled up in his arms, his white teeth biting his lips tightly, black obsidian His unblinking eyes stared at the leading boy, no matter how painful he was, he didn't beg for mercy.

The young man stepped on his face, crushed him fiercely, and said viciously: "See if you dare to bump into me in the future!"

After the boy finished speaking, he waved his hand and left with Jiading. Only the little boy lying on the ground was still curled up with his arms folded. Suddenly, there was a thunderous sound in the sky, and the heavy rain poured down instantly, pouring all on the little boy.

The entire street was raining silently, except for the boy lying motionless on the ground. If he hadn't opened his eyes, he might have thought he was dead.

"Do you long for power?"

Suddenly a voice sounded in the boy's ear. The little boy looked around blindly, but found that there was no one there. He thought he was hallucinating. At this moment, the strange voice sounded again.

"Do you long for power?"

At this time, the little boy was sure that he was not hallucinating, and sat up from the ground at once, and the rain slid down his cheeks.

"Who are you? A human or a ghost? Come out! Don't play tricks!"

"Do you long for power?"

The voice was still persistently asking, at this time the obsidian-like pupils of the little boy shrank suddenly, trembled, and finally got up and walked away silently.

As the little boy left, the voice also disappeared, and the little boy couldn't help but frowned, suspicious.

Dragging his broken body, he walked towards the small temple where he was staying. Before he entered, he found that the place was full of beggars. When he saw the little boy, everyone had strange looks in their eyes.

"Hey! What about you! Hand over your money!"

A young, strong, chubby man walked up to the little boy and stretched out his hand. The little boy glanced at his outstretched hand indifferently, and found a place to curl up.

Seeing that the little boy ignored him, the man's eyes turned red, and he surrounded the little boy with the beggars behind him.

"Say it one last time! Hand over your money!"

The little boy doubled his eyes, but still didn't speak. The beggar man became angry instantly, and beat up the little boy with his own beggar men. Looking at him hehe straight smile.

At this time, a manly old beggar with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked at the little boy obscenely, rubbing his chin, and the beggars beside him laughed loudly: "Second Liu, do you want to play child molestation again?"

The old man named Liu Lao Er chuckled and walked slowly towards the boy. The little boy who was curled up on the ground heard a strong murderous intent in his eyes, but he couldn't move.

"Do you long for power?"

"I need strength! Give me strength!"

The voice in my mind suddenly disappeared, and after a long time, I pondered again: "Tell me, your name!"

"Mo Yuan!"

PS: I'm curious what happened to Mo Yuan, right?Continue to read, this pit is not explained.

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