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After watching them leave, Tang Fei turned back to the hall and walked in front of Xue Beng, condescendingly watching Xue Beng, but Xue Beng returned to the previous state, bowing his head in silence.

Tang Fei couldn't help it anymore, and raised his head and asked: "His Royal Highness, don't you have anything to do."

Hearing Tang Fei’s questioning, Xue Beng shook his hand, then stood up while biting his mouth, and stared at Tang Fei. There was a trace of anger in his voice, and he was very anxious and said: "Tang Fei, I can do something avalanche The bad place makes you resent me."

Tang Fei smiled and shook his head.

"Then Xue Beng, do I have any bad behavior that makes you look down on me." Xue Beng asked.

Tang Fei shook his head again.

After receiving two replies from Tang Fei, Xue Beng laughed suddenly, and the laughter reverberated in the hall. After laughing for three full minutes, Xue Beng panted and walked to Tang Fei's body and looked up at Tang Fei. He was shorter than Tang Fei. A head, grinning, like a beast, with red eyes and asked: "Then what is wrong with my avalanche, I am not worthy of making friends with you."

Tang Fei looked at Xue Beng's angrily and suddenly smiled: "Xue Beng, do you have a dream?"

Chapter 27 I like to make friends with people who have dreams

In the simple and elegant hall, the breeze blew in from outside the wide open door. The night breeze was very cold, but the two in the hall did not seem to feel chill.

"Avalanche, do you have a dream."

Xue Beng looked at Tang Fei in astonishment, he didn't quite understand why Tang Fei wanted this.

Just watch Tang Fei smile and step back a few steps, then turned his back to him, and said: "A person, if there is no dream, how is this person different from the salted fish on the fish shop? My friend, I never look at his status, good or bad, I only look at whether he has dreams."

"If he has a wealth of wealth and a wealth of hundreds of billions, there is only one possibility for me to make friends with him, and that is to want to seize his belongings, but if he is full of evil and venomous methods, but he has to overthrow the Wuhun Temple so unacceptable If he dreams, I will help him even if there is no benefit at all."

"So, Avalanche, what is your dream."

Xue Beng opened his mouth and looked at Tang Fei, his throat seemed to be stuck with a hand, and there was no sound. He didn't know what Tang Fei was in. His mind now seemed to be filled with paste. After a while, he swallowed. After drooling, he tremblingly said: "To overthrow the Martial Soul Palace, do you know what you are in."

Tang Fei turned around and looked at the avalanche that would be unsatisfactory with horror, and smiled: "I'm just making a metaphor, and the Spirit Hall is so powerful, I am afraid that others want to overthrow it, but these are not important. You stopped me and wanted to make friends with me, then you must have your own dream, right."

Tang Fei stepped forward, pressed to Xue Beng's ear, and whispered softly: "I only want to secretly think about myself when I dare to dream, and I dare not tell Don't you dream, right?"

"you."

Tang Fei’s words seemed to remind Xue Beng of the scene in his dream. There were a few more bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and his breathing became heavier, like a beast trapped in a cage, trying to break free from his cage. , But he was afraid of the whip in the hands of people outside, so he didn't dare to speak out, or even move, for fear that the catastrophic disaster would fall on his head.

Tang Fei noticed the change of the avalanche's spirit, laughed and backed away a few steps, the cold blue and silver moonlight passed through the gate and shone on his back. His eyes were like the moonlight, cold and merciless, letting the avalanche look directly at it. He felt cold all over, even though Tang Fei was laughing at the moment, his smile couldn't make Xue Beng feel the slightest temperature.

"Avalanche, I am a businessman, a businessman seeks profit, I have money, if you have a dream, I am willing to invest in your dream, because it can be profitable, and I don’t want to make money, what I want is to make me happy and make I feel happy profit, just like the mentality of a gambler who puts all his wealth on the gambling table to win."

"I can bet, and I dare to bet, you, if you have one, go to Tie Niu, tell him clearly and understand your dream, if he thinks it is possible, I believe he will tell me you My dream, so that we can be friends, but if you don’t know and don’t understand your dreams, then even if I attend your banquet a hundred times, ten thousand times, we will not be your friends. "

"You understand."

Tang Fei stepped back. When his heel touched the threshold, he stopped and said the last sentence, staring blankly at the avalanche with a dull and trembling arm.

Under his eyes, Xue Beng felt like an ugly one, one who was scared and afraid to do anything beyond the rules, even if someone else spit on his face, punched his stomach, and stepped on his own. On his face, he did not dare to resist. In his mind, the image of Rao who did these things gradually changed into his father and king who was seriously ill in bed, but after a while he became his eldest brother. A man who makes people unable to fault.

"I...I really can..."

Xue Beng knelt on the ground, propped his hands on the floor, and looked at his face reflected in the floor clearly. The panic and embarrassed appearance made him very disgusted, but he knew that this was himself and this was what he was hiding. The most authentic self under the dude's skin, a cowardly self.

Tang Fei walked out of the door and turned his back to him: "I will stay in Douhuang City for the first half of the year. After half a year, I will leave after participating in the Advanced Elite Soul Master Academy competition. If you are not careful in this half year. If you carefully understand your dreams, then you can bring your ideas into the coffin, and it is best not to go there."

"After all, rebellion is done, but there is no turning back. I was caught, but I will be decapitated."

As it was said, Tang Fei did not stop, stomped on his back with his hands and feet, leaving a footprint on the gray stone steps, then flew up to the top of the wall, jumped back and forth on the top of the wall, and struck towards the door.

In the hall, the avalanche staring at his own reflection heard Tang Fei unconcealed the word rebellion, and his arm almost crawled to the ground, but when he supported his body hard, he saw in his own eyes His anger, that anger seemed to give him unprecedented strength, causing him to lift his fist and slam the face full of shock on the ground with his reflection.

On the cracked ground, a drop of blood gathered and flowed between the cracks in the ground, and the avalanche stood up. He seemed to be like a corpse, without feeling at all, even if it was a broken arm, the pale bones were even pierced. His skin was exposed to the air, but even so, there was no expression on his slightly pale face.

On the carriage, Tang Fei held Zhu Zhuqing's waist with one hand, and straightened her scattered hair with one hand. It was indeed a bit late at this time, and Zhu Zhuqing leaned in his arms and fell asleep.

In fact, he really didn’t want Xue Beng to rebel right now. He could see that if he wanted that Xue Beng to rebel stupidly to seize the throne now, what would be the means for Xue Qinghe, who is not the saintess of Wuhun Hall, Qian Renxue. To be able to deal with him, the Emperor Xue Ye lying on the sick bed is not something he can fight against avalanches. A sick tiger is still a tiger, and it is never something a cat can afford.

As for why he confuses Xue Beng and makes him disgusted, he is actually trying to make Xue Qinghe some trouble. It is best to let Xue Beng reveal his true colors, that would be great, because if Xue Qinghe continues to stay in Douhuang City, So even if he showed his powerful spirit in the high-level elite spirit master meeting, Qian Daoliu could not let him go to the place of inheritance of the gods. After all, who would let a child who didn’t know where he came from? Inheriting the property of my own family for many years.

Therefore, only when Xue Qinghe becomes Qian Renxue can he have the opportunity to follow her into the land of the gods. As for whether Xue Beng can reveal the true face of Xue Qinghe, Tang Fei doesn't know, but as long as he can create something for Xue Qinghe If it is troublesome for his meal today, these words are not in vain, because the trouble will always come one after another. If the troublemaker is not solved directly, then the trouble will be entangled with the random ball of thread, which is annoying. Distracted, as long as the mind is confused, it is easy to show off.

Moreover, as the prince Xue Beng, it is not so easy to solve him. As soon as he entered the gate of this mansion, he noticed the spirit power fluctuation of a Contra hidden in the dark, and wanted to come to this Emperor Xue Ye to die. I have two sons, and I am very concerned about the remaining two sons.

Thinking that in the days to come, he might be able to witness a Gongdou drama dominated by himself, and Tang Fei, sitting in the carriage, couldn't help laughing.

.........

On the other side, the most heavily guarded place in Douhuang City, at the gate of Douhuang Palace, a dark golden carriage was stopped by a guard covered in black armor, even if the carriage was engraved with royal exclusives on both sides With the mark of the goose, the guard did not relax his vigilance, and still walked to the car window and shouted inside.

"Please show your identity token."

Xue Qinghe pulled the window of the car, frowning at the guard who was blocking the road, but the guard was still unmoved and made a new statement again.

"Please show your identity token."

His voice was a little loud, making Xue Qinghe seem to wake up from a dream, his brows spread, and a gentle smile was put on his face for some unknown time. He took out a dark gold piece from his arms, which was carved like the sides of a carriage The token with the mark of the goose was handed to the guard, and he said softly with a smile.

"Thank you."

The guard didn't seem to hear it, and after receiving the token, he carefully checked it for a long time before returning the token to Xue Qinghe.

Xue Qinghe seemed to hear a frustrating sound from inside the armor when he handed the token to himself, and listened to the guard said: "His Royal Highness is offended, this is your token."

When Xue Qinghe received the token, the man turned his head and shouted to the guard guarding the gate: "School release"

The door was slowly opened, but Xue Qinghe did not rush in. Instead, he signaled the coachman to wait for a while, and looked at the guard and asked, "I am no longer in the palace tonight. What happened and why is it so."

The guard knew that Xue Qinghe meant that he had seen the goose mark but was still blocking the way. He scanned left and right, and after confirming that no one was listening, he walked forward two or three steps before whispering: "Your Highness, if it is normal, you Give me some guts, I dare not stop your frame, but for some reason, your Majesty Long Yan was furious and ordered the guards in the palace to raise his guard. I can't do anything."

Although he couldn't see the guard's face, Xue Qinghe could still hear his grievance and helplessness from his tone. After nodding, he pulled the curtain of the car and the carriage slowly entered the palace gate.

"Father's illness seems to be serious again."

He secretly thought in his heart that the current emperor Xueye is no longer young and energetic, and the old and old he has distrusted his surroundings to an unprecedented height, just like those ancient emperors in Tang Fei's previous life, and some of them were young. Deeds can still be regarded as Mingjun, but what he did in his later years was disgusting.

Whether it is the people of the Li people or the nobles, they cannot escape the invisible fear brought about by death.

Xue Qinghe didn't immediately return to his palace. Although it was too late, he returned home as a son and couldn't say hello to his parents.

So he went to the emperor’s resting palace to be Zheng

After the eunuch pushed the door open, he walked in, turned a screen embroidered with landscapes, and came to a bed with a thick yellow curtain and golden silk quilt, bending over to salute.

"Father."

He didn't get a response right away. After half a minute, a hoarse and old cough came from the curtain of the bed, and then there was a voice.