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

Miller finally returned to the ruins of the temple in the Passo Mountains. In the previous life, he gave up his protection and belief for the sake of feelings. In this life, he should atone for himself.

He is the messenger of the God of Light, so he should not get involved in all emotions and worldly affairs.

After learning of Miller's whereabouts, Cecil did not rush to the human race. He was afraid of causing trouble for Miller. After all, those bugs in the temple sent people to monitor his movements all the time.

He would rather stay in the imperial palace and wait quietly for Miller to come back to see him, or...he chose to let Knowles and Qiusu persuade him to come back.

Miller must not let go of his children.

The Devil Emperor's thoughts were all on Miller, he almost forgot about Feng Xijue who was violently imposed by him, even though he had a little bit of regret because of it, but it soon dissipated unconsciously.

No one has ever dared to disobey him again and again.

Cecil won't go to see Miller until he comes back. Miller left because of Feng Xijue, so he won't be half-hearted anymore.

He should have been single-minded about Miller.

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Taking advantage of the night, Camus secretly ran to meet his master whom he had not seen for a long time.

The lonely and dark palace looked very deserted and abrupt in the night.

The young attendant squatted under the high window. He raised his hand and gently threw the food hidden in his arms into it, then left quietly. Although the high window blocked his sight, he could faintly hear the food inside movement.

It has been more than a month since that day, and Feng Xijue's wounds are slowly recovering.

He was really hungry, sat on the ground and took a random bite of the food Camus sent, feeling really hungry.

His father's behavior made him feel pain again, maybe in his heart, he shouldn't live.

But this life is what Qiongze gave up in exchange for an Erwei, he will no longer despise his life, he wants to live... as long as he lives, he will have the opportunity to see the life of Qiongze, to see their daughter.

This was the belief that supported Feng Xijue's survival.

No matter how many years he was allowed to stay here, if he could see the man who was so gentle and unforgettable in his twilight years, the waiting in this life would be worth it.

Looking at most of the leftover bread through the darkness, Feng Xi couldn't help feeling uncomfortable in his determination, his sour eyes even became slightly moist, he sat by the wall with the food in his hands, suppressing his low mood burst into tears.

Feng Xijue left his mother and stayed in the temple when he was a child. When he was 14 years old, he went out to hunt monsters. He almost died when his ribs were pierced by the claws of the beast. At that time, only his teacher was by his side, obviously his father was there. The city-state near the temple, but he did not wait for any relatives.

He is very strong, and he will not shed tears. Even if the pain is dying, the little holy son will not cry.

Because he knew his father was a strong and brave paladin.

But today he couldn't help crying.

A strange demon who had known him for a few months was so kind to him, Luxi who gave him bread when he was about to die, and grandma who picked sour fruits for him every day.

But why can't he get a little love from his relatives.

He's not an emotionless monster.

His heart hurts, and when it hurts, it hurts like hell.

Sometimes he really envied his companions in the temple, they all had a complete family, and he didn't even have the opportunity to go home to see his mother in order to get his father's approval.

But what was obtained in the end, the short-lived tenderness of his father after he came to the temple and the endless indifference he imposed on him later.

Later, he met Fei Luo, the little fox who was always by his side. He was gradually warmed by Fei Luo, but the final thunderbolt and betrayal completely made him despair.

Philo's love is also false.

Feng Xi never betrayed the temple, not from the beginning to the end.

Feng Luo knew.

But what?He already loathed this son who had an affair with Cecil.

He has been completely polluted by Cecil, and even combined with a demon blood.

This is what makes Feng Luo feel the most ashamed.

All of this was not voluntary by Feng Xijue. He treats everyone in the human race so gentle and kind. He has never done anything to hurt others. He has fulfilled all the responsibilities of a holy son, but Feng Xi can never understand himself. What did he do wrong, why his fate is so miserable, even if he is reborn, he is still so miserable.

Like a miserable wretch, he is powerless to resist being trampled by anyone at will.

Qiongze, as warm as the sun, was the only hope he saw for this poor creature hiding in the dark soil.

But the warm sun is not for the poor.

Get too close to him and you'll get burned, burned to death.

The mutilated bread fell from Feng Xijue's hand to the ground, he stood up tremblingly, and walked stiffly in the darkness.

He was getting used to this kind of dark night, even if there was no light, he could still see the road ahead, Feng Xi decided, he no longer needed to approach the sun, it didn't belong to him.

[The author has something to say: This is Feng Xijue's reflection. After Feng Luo assassinated him, he was extremely desperate.

Now he is getting more and more inferior, feeling like a poor guy, the next chapter will be a few years later.

Emmm, everything will be fine after the rain! Son of God, come on!You will be happy for the rest of your life, and the sun will shine on you every day!】