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Chapter 780 The Prince's Secret Guard 04

Anyone can see that Nan Yanhui is planning to kill someone.

And in this situation, such a strange question can be raised.

Yan Feng is also considered the number one figure.

Nan Yanhui didn't know what she was thinking about.

He stared at Yan Feng and then started laughing.

His smile was a little exaggerated.

The look of having all the tears squeezed out did not seem like a simple laugh, but rather like going crazy under the name of laughter.

Looking at him intently.

Yan Feng didn't say anything else.

It was quiet for a while, and Nan Yan put away the long sword in his hand. He turned around and walked to the table, lit the oil lamp, letting the weak light illuminate the surroundings, and then he sat down on a wooden chair beside him.

He shook his head slightly, which was considered as an answer to Yan Feng's question.

He said, "I'm not interested in men, nor in women. The clothes you're wearing look familiar to me. They're the type that our death warriors wear. If that's the case, you should have heard of the rules of the palace. No matter if it's a man or a woman, they're all dead in my eyes. Can't you even remember this?"

He said it quite calmly.

After all, in his heart, this is how the world is.

Since he was very young, he had almost no chance to see his father. Even if he occasionally met him at a banquet, he was only treated coldly by his father.

And when he looked at his mother with confusion and doubt, his mother would instill in him crazy ideas that persecuted the spirit.

For example, everyone in this world deserves to die.

They all deserve to die, including themselves.

Since they can't get to where they want to go, the only meaning of their lives is to die with everyone.

From small to large.

For more than 20 years, nearly one-third of the time, Nan Yanhui was repeatedly indoctrinated with these extreme theories.

Not just indoctrination.

The woman would also let him try it.

From the initial attempts of killing chickens and cows, to later letting him try to fight those wild beasts, and then his opponents became all kinds of assassins.

It's the kind of fight where only one person can survive.

Every man who was dragged into the battlefield with him knew that no matter whether they won or lost, they would die. So when facing him, they all thought that if they dragged someone down with them, they would not be alone on the road to the underworld, and they tried their best to kill him.

He was just a teenager then.

All those who fought with him were men in their twenties who had undergone combat training.

Therefore, during the battle, Nan Yanhui had been at the gates of hell so many times that he couldn't even count them.

But his mother's teaching would not stop.

Even if his father knew, he would just turn a blind eye and not take it to heart.

Because he was just an abandoned son.

To his father, his existence was not even as important as those ministers' children.

It’s tasteless to eat, and it’s not a pity to throw it away.

That's it.

The evil ghosts who have been struggling in hell have long lost the nature of human beings. For example, Nan Yanhui now has a calm look in his eyes.

Looks like dead.

Perhaps from a flexible point of view, he has indeed been dead for too long...

With all those scenes in his mind, Yan Feng felt extremely distressed when he looked at the person in front of him. Biting his lips, he opened his mouth and said, "I..."

Before she finished speaking, Nan Yanhui raised her hand towards him.

He continued, "The death squads are to carry out special missions, so the clothes they are given are different from those of ordinary secret guards. This is so that when something goes wrong, no one can tell who your master is by looking at the clothes."

"I remember clearly giving the order tonight. You didn't go back to report at this time, but came to my room instead."

"Can I assume that your mission has failed?"

"A chess piece that fails has no reason to survive."

"Do you want me to kill you, or do you want to end your life on your own? At least you can die with dignity, and I can leave you an intact body."

As Nan Yanhui spoke, the murderous intent in her eyes filled up again.

Yan Feng can be sure.

This man really intended to kill him.

Withdraw the heartache just now.

He felt that instead of feeling sorry for Nan Yanhui, it would be better to feel a little more sorry for himself.

Seeing that the atmosphere had become tense and tense, Yan Feng hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and tore off the veil on his face.

Then he smiled awkwardly in the direction of Nan Yanhui and said, "Your Majesty, this mission has indeed failed, but I promise that I did not leave any clues and it will not be discovered by others."

"I've gotten rid of all the people chasing me. They don't know where I've gone, so they won't have any impact on us."

"So what I mean is..."

"I don't want to die. The possibility you just mentioned...I'll choose the first one, okay?"

He said it hesitantly.

The flavor between the lines is full of a flattering atmosphere.

Nan Yan heard it clearly.

If it had happened in the past, and someone else had treated him like this, he would have taken action immediately to make the other person understand what the price would be for failing the mission and talking nonsense to him.

But at this moment, the hand holding the weapon was unable to make any further movements.

He was staring at Yan Feng's deep blue eyes.

Although there are many secret guards in the mansion, the only ones who really come into contact with him are the leaders of those secret guards.

The prince will never even look at these assassins who are sent out to carry out missions, from birth to death.

In other words, this was the first time he saw Yan Feng's face.

Before the lights were turned on, he already thought the other person's eyes were incredibly beautiful.

This was the first time in his life that he felt that there was something that could be called "beautiful".

And when the other party took off the veil on her face, Nan Yanhui felt that her heart was greatly shocked.

My heart is beating faster than ever before.

He couldn't understand any of it.

I'm looking at a man, why am I so excited?

It was precisely because of this that he changed his usual attitude and instead stared into the other person's eyes and asked a question that even he himself found strange.

He said, "What are you talking about? The first possibility..."

Before she could finish her words, Nan Yanhui suddenly realized something.

Then his brows furrowed tightly.

Staring at Yan Feng's eyes, he said, "How dare you say such a thing as offering yourself to my bed? Have you done this many times before?"