The days when I abused genius to waste

Ning Changshu found that some people can't treat him too well, they have to push hard.

Xuan Ye is such a person...

The three-day deadline is now only one day left, and the result is still not learned.

Maybe Xuan Ye thought he was working hard enough, but in Ning Changshu's view, it was not enough, not enough at all!

What is the use of saying hard work in words, the potential of the body is not really stimulated at all.

Compared to his previous days of cultivation, it's too relaxed...

Thinking of this, Ning Changshu began to change his style.

The spirit whip was not urging and reminding, but hitting Xuan Ye's body in a real way, making him feel the pain and humiliation that he could not resist as an ant.He himself is a person who can use any means to become stronger, so he can't understand how people do things so sloppily.

It was true that Xuan Ye had a miserable life in his previous life, but there are many people who are worse than him.

So a limit has not been reached yet.

It can be seen that Xuan Ye is not lacking in understanding, but his physical aptitude determines his use of the air defense technique.

Reiki can only absorb so little at a time.

There is only one way to change this situation.

——What can't be broken can't be built.

Xuan Ye already had wounds all over his body from being whipped, bloody, and his clothes were stained red.

It was very painful, this kind of pain even overshadowed the pain he had suffered in his heart in his previous life.

Thinking about it now, compared to the pain and embarrassment now, he was just scolded a few times in his previous life, said a few more words, and was looked down upon by the world... As a result, he chose to commit suicide because he couldn't bear it.

Xuan Ye, Xuan Ye, you couldn't see through it at the beginning, but now you can't even bear simple pain?

It's so useless!

A long tear on the back stimulated Xuan Ye's nerves all the time, and every time he moved, he felt indescribable pain, not to mention, there were more small wounds on his arms and legs.

After being injured, it was even more difficult to fly. Before, he was able to fly a short distance, but now he just floated up, and lost all his energy because of the wound.But Xuan Ye also found that the speed of absorbing spiritual energy and running is always faster than the last time.

He didn't know the reason for this, but since he had seized this opportunity, he would not let it go.

So Xuan Ye resisted fainting and exhaustion, gritted his teeth again and again and stood up from the ground.

After dozens of times, he gradually forgot the pain on his body. He didn't know if the pain had eased, or it had become numb and got used to it...

When he could completely see the wound as non-existent, Xuan Ye found that he could fly far, far away without knowing it...

The spiritual energy poured into the body from the wound, and Xuan Ye would never forget the feeling of being filled with spiritual energy once he experienced it.

It turns out that this is the real Yukong, who makes himself and the wind, and the aura of heaven and earth merge into one, regardless of each other...

After standing and watching for a while, Ning Changshu walked up to Xuan Ye, who was already a blood man, "Come with me."

Xuan Ye didn't say much, and silently followed.

Maybe after experiencing the deep pain, I will really look down on some things...

His state of mind at this moment is completely different from before.

After a while, Xuan Ye looked at the abyss under his feet and said silently, "You don't want me to jump into it, do you?"

Although he is no longer afraid of pain, he doesn't want to die again.

"If you don't want to die, just try to live."

Unexpectedly, Ning Changshu pushed him out without hesitation after finishing his sentence.

The cloud and mist that filled the valley quickly covered Xuan Ye's rapidly descending figure.

Ning Changshu is not afraid of Xuan Ye's death, he has a way to resurrect, but Xuan Ye doesn't know.

The moment he was pushed down, a surge of emotions overwhelmed him in an instant.

There is relief, there is despair, and even more intense unwillingness...

Why, why his life and death can only be controlled by others?Why!

The sound of the wind was tearing in his ears, like the cry in his heart.

……

After standing on the top of the mountain and waiting for a while, a figure gradually broke through the clouds and mist and slowly rose up.

Ning Changshu looked at it, and slightly raised the corners of his lips.

After falling steadily, Xuan Ye glanced at Ning Changshu and lowered his eyes.

He doesn't really want to face Ning Changshu now.

The moment he was pushed down just now, he even developed a trace of resentment towards the other party.

But when he successfully learned to fly in the sky and saw the faint smile on the corners of Ning Changshu's lips, the trace of complaint and anger just now disappeared in an instant.But still a little uncomfortable.

The person who invited him to help almost took his life away.

Xuan Ye is still young, and he won't suddenly become an acting emperor after rebirth.Ning Changshu could tell at a glance, "Why, are you unhappy?"

Xuan Ye was taken aback, he thought he didn't show it, "No."

Ning Changshu snorted coldly and hit him, "You are still too young. Before you can't really show your emotions and anger, you don't need to deliberately disguise. The flaws exposed after deliberately disguising will only let your enemies see through your confidence at a glance. .”

Xuan Ye knew that Ning Changshu was telling the truth, but he was still unavoidably a little discouraged.

He didn't understand, Ning Changshu didn't look big, why did he know so much?

More mature than him who lived two lifetimes?

If Ning Changshu knew what Xuan Ye was thinking, he might laugh.

The days of his cultivation have been added up to thousands of years, which is very long...

Xuan Ye was standing in front of him, he was an extremely young junior.

Afterwards, Ning Changshu and Xuan Ye staggered away from densely populated areas and flew all the way to Pancheng.

Returning to this familiar yet unfamiliar place, Xuan Ye felt a lot, but miraculously, that heaviness disappeared, and he was even able to calmly ask Ning Changshu about his next plan.

Ning Changshu, "If you want revenge, you must enter the palace. As for how to enter the palace, I have to ask you."

After all, he is an outsider, and he doesn't know much about Xuanhu Kingdom. He doesn't know what's going on in the palace, but he just heard that the princes are making more trouble recently.

Xuan Ye recalled the news that he heard not long ago: "Recently, Song Lin is going to choose Song Ji to accompany him to read, you can try. But you are an amateur, it may not be easy to get in. You have to think of a way."

Ning Changshu, "Song Ji is the current crown prince?"

Xuan Ye nodded.

Ning Changshu looked at him, "In other words, Song Lin already has a queen?"

Xuan Ye lowered his eyes, and his expression was very calm, "There is a queen, but it is in name only, and Song Ji was not born of a queen. The current princes are all created by Song Lin with blood. But Song Lin prefers Song Ji, So make him the crown prince."

Ning Changshu, "Why didn't he give birth by himself?"

Xuan Ye frowned, "He said before that he didn't want other inferior bloodlines to lower the talents of his offspring, and he didn't plan to marry a wife and have children. He kept looking for a way to leave the mother's body and leave offspring. I don't know where I heard it from The method of regenerating blood essence...you have seen the effect, it is very successful. Now there are three princes in the palace."

At the beginning, he also heard Song Lin say that, and he thought it was possible for the two of them, after all, he didn't plan to marry a wife and have children.

It turned out that everything was his naivety.

Ning Changshu, "So the fastest way now is to get close to Song Ji, right?"

Xuan Ye, "But the crown prince always chooses his companions internally. Song Lin asked me to be his companion because we knew each other before. But you and Song Ji have never met before. Besides, Song Ji is too honest to dare out of the palace."

Ning Changshu: "If you choose, let's choose."

Xuan Ye didn't know where Ning Changshu's self-confidence came from, until he saw Ning Changshu swaggering into the Duke's mansion, controlling the King, and threatening him to treat himself as a son.

This kind of operation is really simple and crude enough.

It was also the first time for Xuan Ye to feel all the convenience brought by being powerful so intuitively.

Yes, as long as you are strong enough, you can really do whatever you want.

If not, there is only one reason, that is, you are not really strong enough.

At least Ning Changshu's ghostly and unpredictable ability is completely their natural enemy, and maybe the lord of Tianfeng Kingdom who is rumored to be able to communicate with gods can compete with it.

However, the Lord of Tianfeng Kingdom never cared about the affairs of other countries, so Ning Changshu was almost invincible.

At this time, Xuan Ye didn't know that Ning Changshu had already offended the legendary Tianfeng Lord on the first day he came, and even snatched a box of gold, silver and jewelry in front of him.

This duke was also a shrewd man. He was controlled and did not yell. Instead, he took a serious look at Ning Changshu and analyzed his various interests after he was recognized as an adopted son.

Not to mention Ning Changshu's ability, just Ning Changshu's face is big enough to make a fuss about.

What's more, this duke has no heirs so far, and outsiders can't say anything about recognizing a adopted son.

So under the situation that Ning Changshu was half threatening and half lured, he readily agreed.

After being arranged to live in a luxury wing, Xuan Ye's mind was still wandering, he never thought it would go so smoothly...

At the moment, in the prince’s courtyard of the palace, Song Ji, who was lying in the gazebo in a pajamas, was telling his personal guards about his distress, "I said that I don’t want to study anymore, why does my father insist on forcing me? What’s the use of studying?" , can you fight or become a god?"

The guard stood expressionless, not daring to respond, nor did he dare to show any overt expressions.

In this palace, any of your actions may be reported to the king's ears anytime and anywhere, and the king hates unruly people, if he finds out, he will die.

It is said that since Song Lin ascended the throne of God and killed his brothers with his own hands, the atmosphere in the whole palace has become so cautious. It has been several years since everyone laughed.

Everyone seems to be just a slave machine that has lost its emotions.

Not to mention being a guard, even Song Ji, who is now a fool, is respectful and well-behaved in front of Song Lin, and dare not relax at all... But Song Ji is a prince after all, and he is more free than others .

Song Ji talked to himself for a long time, but no one responded. He glanced at the guard, feeling bored for a moment, picked up the book in his hand and threw it over, and said coldly: "Are you a log? I talked to you and didn't listen." arrive?"

However, the guard just bent down to pick up the booklet and put it back in its original place, still not saying a word.

Song Ji's lips twitched, but he still didn't say anything in the end. He took a deep breath and turned his eyes to the starry sky, his eyes gradually became blank.Sometimes he doesn't even know why he is alive?

Being the prince is really tiring.