Bai Yueguang dressed as a paranoid villain [Quick Transmigration]

Soi Ying's words made Feng Prison stunned, and he shook his head for a while.

"No..." Feng Prison clenched his hands into fists, frowned, and bit his lower lip, as if telling Hei Ying, more like a warning to himself, "I can't do this..."

"Why not?" Black Shadow sarcastically said, "Haven't you done this kind of thing many times?"

He gave an example, "Didn't you kill those 1 elite soldiers in the war against the Feng Dynasty? You don't care about so many lives. Now you are just asking you to kill another [-] people to save the one you care most about." Man, why can't it again?"

The black shadow bewitched, "There are more than 35 million people living in the 1 cities of the Feng Dynasty. If you only take [-] lives to save a man, what's the point?"

"This is different..." Feng Prison retorted against Soi Ying, but his voice was weak.

Seeing that the closure of the prison was shaken, Sombra raised his voice and asked, "Could it be that in your heart, those 1 people who are insignificant to you are more important to you than the man you dig your heart for?!

"Are you going to watch Yu Mu die in front of you again because of your wrong choice?!"

These words pierced Feng Jail's heart.

"No!" The little monk yelled in a panic. He shook his head desperately, stepped back, covered his ears and squatted on the ground, "I don't want it, I don't want him to die..."

What Yu Mu said to him before seemed to ring in his ears.

—Because you are out of your wits.

— Willing to die for you.

——Without you, I will never live alone.

For him, too.

If there is no Yu Mu in this world, what is the meaning to him?

It was Yu Mu who curbed his idea of ​​killing. He learned from Yu Mu how to like and accept others. It was Yu Mu's arrangement that he could get the people's approval...

All his emotions are affected by the man. He has been getting what he desires from the man, but he has never returned anything in return.

Now the way to save the other party is in front of him, but he hesitates.

Because... those things are not right.

Killing is not right.

Yu Mu hated him for killing people.

Fengcheng's slap woke him up, made him suffer, and made him think.

Over the past six months, witnessing the birth of children one by one, the kindness that the little monk felt moved him and made him reflect.

Life is very precious.

Every human life is priceless.

He regrets hurting so many people, and he wants to change.

He likes to be accepted and hates to be feared.

He already wants to change.

But now...now...

"I don't want him to die...don't, don't..."

His eyelashes were wet with tears, Feng Yu's arms around Yu Mu trembled, his brows were tightly frowned, he shook his head in a panic, and said, choked up like a dream, "No."

Yu Mu was woken up by him, and seeing the abnormal appearance of the little monk, he quickly grabbed his shoulders and shook him, patted his face, "Seal the prison, wake up, wake up!"

His voice reached Feng Prison's ears, the black shadow in front of him trembled and dissipated, the little monk was finally able to escape from the white space, opened his eyes, and the man's face gradually became clear in front of his eyes.

Feng Ji stretched out his cold hands to touch Yu Mu's neck and cheeks, being ironed by the temperature of his skin, he regained his sanity slightly.

"Did you have a nightmare?" Yu Mu grabbed his hand and warmed him up, "What did you dream about, tell it, and you won't be afraid if you tell it."

Feng Prison pursed his mouth, his eyes were completely red.

He approached Yu Mu, kissed the tip of his nose, hugged the man tightly, swallowed his sobs, and shook his head.

Nothing was said.

The next day, Feng Prison asked the Celestial Master to activate the teleportation circle for him, and secretly went to the Zangshu Pavilion of Nanluo Temple.

He searched for a long time, and finally found the record about the spirit array for the sacrifice of thousands of people.

This formation is classified as a sorcery. If it goes against the sky and violates the cycle of yin and yang, there will be disasters.Keeping the formation in mind, he sealed the prison and closed the book, but when he was about to leave the library, he suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Yong Prison, have you really seen your heart clearly?"

The old but solemn voice resounds in the room, accompanied by the ancient temple bell, shocking the heart.

This is the voice of the abbot of Nanluo Temple.

The abbot who led the twelve eminent monks of Nanluo Temple to imprison him in the Zhenyao Pagoda and taught him Buddhism for more than ten years, but was killed by him in the imperial capital two years ago.

Feng Prison froze in place, looked around, but couldn't find anyone.

The heart beat faster because of inexplicable emotions. Thinking of what he had done in the past, the little monk bit his lower lip tightly, closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had already suppressed the emotions in his eyes and walked out of the library.

When he left Nanluo Temple, he knelt on his knees in front of the huge ancient temple, touched the ground with his forehead, kowtowed three times before getting up, and followed the celestial masters back to the palace.

In the next few days, Yu Mu never saw the little monk smile at him again.

During the half year when he died in prison, the two personalities of the little monk had been integrated and relatively stable, but now there is a faint tendency to split again.

He would often see Feng Prison sitting in front of the Buddha statue enshrined in the palace during the day and chanting sutras, while at night the little monk's eyes were faintly turning red, looking at him like a split little evil ghost.

That night, Yu Mu woke up in the middle of the night, and there was no sign of Feng Prison around him.

With a bad premonition in his heart, Yu Mu quickly put on his clothes, got out of bed, and pushed open the tall hall door.

Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching, the moon hung high, and the night wind was a bit chilly, causing Yu Mu to cough a few times.

He stood by the door and looked around. He was about to call Feng Prison's name when he saw a thumb-sized spot of light floating over from a distance.

The light spot circled around him a few times, and then floated in one direction, as if guiding him.

Yu Mu frowned and chased after him.

At this time, in the other courtyard of the Imperial Palace Hospital, Feng Prison was standing in front of the properly arranged royal family members, staring at the slightly rosy faces of these people after being recuperated by the imperial doctor, frowning slightly, and anger flashed in his eyes.

"Have you finally figured it out?" The black shadow appeared in consciousness, with a mouth and a nose, and his hoarse voice faded. A face gradually formed a silhouette, and he said to Feng Yu, "All that this spirit array needs is human life That's all, you don't touch those who accept you and admire you, but find those who despise you and hate you to sacrifice to heaven, and use this to save Yu Mu, I don't think that person will blame you even if they know... "

Feng Prison clenched his fists, and the red in his eyes became more intense.

The black shadow instigated him, "Don't you remember how these people treated you back then? What did they do when you were struggling in pain? They don't think you saved them from Feng Qi, they When you wake up, you will only hate you even more, people like them deserve their crimes when they die..."

As if bewitched, Feng Yu reached out and clasped his nominal father, the first emperor of the Feng Dynasty, on the neck, and slowly tightened his grip.

Many images flashed through my mind.

--monster!It was you who killed your concubine mother!

——Born as a demon, you are a disgrace to the dynasty!

—Put him in a dungeon, and no one can release him until the eminent monk comes!

One word, one sentence, straight to the heart.

Since he was born in prison, this man has never said a single word of concern to him.

In the vague memory, there are only those irritable and angry scolding and resentful eyes cursing him to die as soon as possible.

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