Has the Holy Son been sacked by the Devil Emperor today?

When Cecil returned to the human race again, it was already daybreak, Feng Xijue sat on the bed, his golden head buried deeply in his arms, and the messy marks on the sheets showed the madness of last night.

"Xijue...?" The little fox carefully poked his head towards him, and he said softly, "What's wrong with you?"

The Holy Son seemed to have no response, remained silent, and even buried his head deeper.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry, I should rely on your tolerance for me to do that kind of stupid thing, I didn't mean it."

After a long time, the blond boy sitting by the bed began to move. His furry head was buried in his knees, his body was shaking, as if he was sobbing, and his throat kept making sobbing sounds.

Sure enough, he was still a kid.

Fei Luo heaved a sigh of relief, he really overestimated this brat, after all, he must be.

He walked to the side of the bed, and gently lifted his face from the young man's arms, while Feng Xijue followed his hand and raised his head.

Looking up at the man in front of him, the emotion called anger suddenly rose from the heart of the Holy Son at this moment. He grabbed Fei Luo's arm that was supporting him with his backhand, and bit down violently.

The teeth were deeply embedded in Fei Luo's arm, and the dark red blood instantly stained his white sleeves red. It could be clearly seen that the anger was burning more violently in those red eyes.

There were tears on that delicate face, and the crimson eyes were no longer the so-called calmness of the future guardian of the human race. It was a feeling of deep confusion, which made him feel like he was being strangled by the throat. Generally, unable to breathe.

The sudden tingling pain made Fei Luo frowned slightly, he didn't dodge immediately, but hung his arm in the air and let the Son's teeth bite deeper and deeper.

The smell of blood in his mouth became stronger and stronger, Feng Xijue felt a little queasy, he let go of his teeth, his eyes glanced over the bloody wound unnaturally, but he started to cry regardless of his image.

"Why are you crying?" Fei Luo became anxious, and he wiped Feng Xijue's tears with his sleeve. In the past eight years, he had never seen the calm son Feng Xijue shed tears.

"Why did I become your venting tool... last time, and this time too, obviously you are the little fox I raised, why did we become like this?"

Feng Xijue asked in a hoarse voice.

"Xi Jue, we have lived together for eight years, and you are my closest person, how can I be willing to use you as a tool to vent my anger."

Fei Luo's tone became much calmer, the boy's helpless appearance like a small animal made his heart poked instantly, and his dark eyes became gentle.

"Xi Jue, it's been more than a year since I became a human being. I really love you so much that I did that to you...I've shown love to you frequently this year, but you never responded to me."

"I don't believe you, cunning fox by nature!" Feng Xijue wiped away his tears roughly, feeling that he was very useless, so he turned his head away.As a man, he was forced twice by a male fox he raised, so he naturally felt aggrieved.

"Xijue, I never expected that I would be the first person to make you cry. I can't figure out how you are usually..." Fei Luo smiled softly, and stretched out his hand to gently replace Feng Xi. Decided to wipe away the tears.

The image of the boy sobbing suddenly became brighter in his mind, and the unforgettable and charming figure in his memory gradually appeared before his eyes.

Like him, Miller has such a cold personality that makes people feel unapproachable, but he always has such cute behaviors from time to time.

"You go." Sheng Zi lay on the bed with his back facing Fei Luo, he pulled the quilt and buried his face in it.

"Are you going to drive me away?"

Feng Yijue closed his eyes and said nothing, his whole body became silent for a while.

I don't know how long that person stayed by the bed, but Feng Xijue faintly felt that the sound of even breathing around him also disappeared.

Fei Luo seemed to leave him obediently, the open window swaying slightly with the warm wind in early spring.

Apart from other things, the little fox is actually really obedient.

Feng Yijue stared at the window in a daze, then lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

He still remembered the first time he met Fei Luo eight years ago.

Eight years ago

Feng Xijue, who was being forced to do his homework, escaped from the sight of the maid and ran all the way to the garden of the mansion.

After confirming that he had shaken off those trailing maids, he was relieved, then fell straight down in the grass, and he let out a lazily hache.

"Feng Xijue! You are so heavy, pressing me down!" A sudden cry came from behind him, Feng Xijue raised his body slightly, and a thumb-sized green elf flew out from the green grass .

"Ah... sorry."

The pretty boy scratched his head and gave a big smile.

"Forget it, I'll let you lie down for a while today, and you can change to a piece of grass next time."

The elf, who always judged right from wrong based on appearance, flew away chattering, and Feng Xijue lay down again.Humans and multiple races coexisted on this land, and the forest of elves was destroyed. These peace-loving elves temporarily lived in the general's mansion, which was rich in bright elements. Over time, Feng Xijue became familiar with them.

The warm sunlight shone in his crimson pupils, and the deepening sleepiness blurred his vision.

I don't know how long I slept, but the bright sun in the morning had already hung directly above the sky, and the dazzling sunlight and weak voice woke up the sleeping Feng Xijue.

He sat up, following the direction of the strange sound, his misty eyes drifted to the flowers not far away.

Perhaps out of curiosity, he patted the dirt on his body and walked towards the flower bush.

He gently parted the bush of rosebuds.

A little black fox appeared among the flowers, it screamed pitifully, and the bright red wound on its leg was particularly conspicuous.

"Little Fox?"

Feng Xijue tilted his head, then picked it up by the neck, and looked down: "Male?"

The black fox seemed to kick up in shame and anger, and then covered its body with its thick tail.

"It turns out that foxes are also shy..." Feng Xijue held the black fox in his arms, and muttered as he walked.

"Okay, don't be afraid, I will take good care of you, and I will be your master from now on!"

The man sitting on the tree also recalled the first time he saw Feng Xijue, staring through the window at the holy son who was sitting by the bed in the distance, his black eyes were dark and deep.He smiled faintly, and then began to repeat the name in his mouth: "Feng Xijue..."

"Cecil, it's getting on my nerves to pronounce your name."

"Get out if you're upset."

Cecil looked at the man under the tree and frowned impatiently.

"I shut up."

The man shrugged embarrassingly, and then said with a smile: "Cecil, I really doubt that you are in love with this little doll."

"Harman, are you crazy? I will not fall in love with Feng Luo's son."

"If you really want to take revenge on Feng Luo Dake and directly kill this little baby to make him an extinct one, why spend so long trying to deceive this kid's feelings? You are so boring." The man under the tree sneered.

"It's so boring. He killed my favorite Miller, how could I let him go so easily?" Cecil sneered, the sternness hidden in his eyes made people tremble.

"The person Feng Luo hates the most should be me. If his son falls in love with the person he hates the most, and even has the blood of the enemy in his body, what do you think will happen to him?"

"You, you... you mean that little holy son already has my nephew in his body?! Isn't this too fast?" Harman looked at Cecil in surprise.

"This is not your nephew, you know, I can't stand my blood mixed with Feng Luo's blood."

"Ah...Feng Luo knew he would go crazy!"

"I just want to see him go crazy in pain."

"It's really retribution." Harman put away the original shock and muttered in a low voice.

After all, the person on the branch turned into a black mist and disappeared into the air.

...

After Fei Luo left, Feng Xijue lived alone in a daze for half a month.

It's night, and the sky is dying.

Shengzi habitually went to the cabinet and took out a can of dried fish, turned to look at the empty fox den, and put the can of dried fish back.

He had forgotten that Fei Luo had already been driven away by him.

After hastily tidying up the house, Feng Xijue remembered that today he was going to see his father.Forced by his promise to the teacher, Feng Xijue naturally had to follow Teacher Si Wa's wishes to meet his father.

After all, for the battle with the demons in two months, the five generals will live here until the war starts, and they will inevitably meet each other frequently.

The generals were arranged in the most gorgeous rooms of the temple, Feng Xijue stood dully at the door of that room, the light reflected from the hexagonal glass windows hurt his eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally made up his mind and knocked on the door.

The person who came to open the door was a man dressed as a knight. He had short hair with a spirit, but it was mixed with a few strands of white silk. It could be seen that he must be quite old.

Feng Xijue had an impression of him, he seemed to be his father's squire knight, named Roger.

When he met those crimson eyes, the knight was slightly taken aback, and there were some waves on his indifferent face. After hesitating for a moment, he asked: "Are you..."

"Uncle Luo Jie, I'm Feng Xijue, I'm here to see my father."

"You are Master Xi Jue...?!"

The knight was slightly excited. He didn't expect that the young master would still remember his name after meeting him once. He said, "I haven't seen you for many years. When you grow up, the general will be happy to see you!"

"Is father there?"

"Ah... Your Excellency is here! He..." Roger responded.

"Roger, who's here?" Before Roger could finish speaking, the voice of the man in his memory came from the room.

Hearing that voice, he was only stunned for a moment, but Feng Xijue quickly calmed himself down, and he inevitably clenched his fists hidden under his sleeves.