Suddenly, a gust of wind slammed down on his head and face, Cheng Muyou only felt that he was pressed by this gust of wind and couldn't open his eyes and couldn't breathe, he blocked the top of his head with his hand, and supported him for a while, but finally he couldn't resist, his legs were weak, and the whole person fell backwards on the steps.
There was a loud "boom", the stone steps were shaken into several knots, and the rubble scattered, and his neck was stuck by something cold.
Cheng Muyou bit his lip and opened his eyes with all his strength.
The first thing that caught my eye was two huge yellow eyes, which contained anger, majestic and unstoppable.
Looking further up, there were two flying silver whiskers and a thick body, covered with green scales, and the other end sunk into the dense clouds overhead, so that he could not take her whole body into his eyes.
Although he had imagined and dreamed of such a scene, he was still deeply shocked when he saw her real body with his own eyes: it was majestic with its hair raised and its scales vibrating, but its hair was long and flowing, sinuous and colorful, and it was extremely beautiful.
Yin and yang merged within her, turning into such a beautiful and somewhat unreal appearance, and even though her sharp claws were clamping around his neck, he still let out a sigh from the bottom of his heart.
She caught him between his claws, the longest claw in the middle pressing against his throat, immobilizing him at all.
She didn't speak, but a voice came out of his head, like thunder, like a huge wave, and shook his eardrums.
"Cheng Muyou, have you seen it?
This is my true body, it is easier for me to kill you than it is to kill an ant, if you are interested, don't dissuade me again, or I will crush you to dust. ” Cheng Muyou opened his mouth, but found that his throat was pressed by her, and he couldn't make a sound at all, he could only look at her, the shock in his eyes turned into a little pity, he hoped that she could feel his heart, he knew that if he turned back now, everything was still too late.
"Girl, girl, forget it, it's all your own people, what are you doing to the death?
Look at it, Master Cheng's wounds are starting to bleed again, it's a cold day, you want him to die here.
The right ear scratched his cheek in a hurry, and he went to pull the sharp claw.
The huge eyeballs seemed to move, and Cheng Muyou could even feel them staring at him, staring at the blood stains that were getting bigger and bigger Suddenly, the pressure on his body was gone, and he leaned on the ground and coughed violently, hurriedly looking up at the sky.
As far as the eye can see, there is only a huge tail, flickering in the clouds.
Before long, Yan Niang's voice floated down from the sky, "Right ear, help me take care of him, don't let him do my thing." ” Wang Shiyun squatted in the middle of the courtyard, holding a mud shovel and touching the thin mud on the ground.
He was already born thin, but now he squatted down again, and looked into the distance, and was completely hidden in the shadow of the courtyard wall.
Wang Weiting didn't see his father either, at this moment, he was coming out of the house in a panic and trotting all the way towards the courtyard door, so when Leng Buding bumped into Wang Shiyun, he shouted "ah".
After seeing clearly that it was his father who was squatting on it, Wang Weiting breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately, he hid the burden in his hand behind him, and said in a panic, "Father, father, this big night, why don't you rest, and fall here and make mud?"
” Wang Shiyun's gaze swept over the burden, but he quickly lowered his eyelids, refocused his attention on the mud on the ground, and said unhurriedly, "I saw that the cracks on the wall were getting deeper and deeper, so I wanted to make up for it."
Wei Ting, if you're okay, help me out. ” Wang Weiting was already anxious, but now listening to him say this, he said impatiently, "In the middle of the night, how did you think of mending the wall?"
Besides, with your current status, you can't do this hard work yourself, Ming'er, I'll find a few masons and let them tidy up their homes, these dilapidated houses are really not in line with your identity. ” Wang Shiyun was still in the mud for a while, "Identity?
I remember when I lived in the countryside when I was a child, there was only one broken tile house in the house, but it was such a house, but it was a home where generations lived for decades.
The house was broken, the walls were full of cracks, and your grandfather used to ask me to mend the walls, and I had to study every day, working from 9 to 5, and I couldn't open my eyes, so I didn't want to do such tiring work anymore, and I often made all kinds of excuses, what was raining, what was too hot.
You know what your grandfather said, he said, rain and mud, and wipe the walls on a sunny day. ” He chuckled softly, "I don't understand why he's so me.
Therefore, when you are born, I will spoil you, I will give you everything you want, even if I and you are cut down on Mother's Day, I will let you live freely.
But later, I finally understood your grandfather's painstaking efforts, and finally understood that I was wrong, but I couldn't turn back after this step.
He looked at Wang Weiting, "Do you know when I started to regret it?"
” Although Wang Weiting didn't understand why his father suddenly talked to him about the past, he could vaguely hear what he said, so he reluctantly said patiently, "When?"
” "The day you died," Wang Shiyun stood up, turned his head to look at Wang Weiting, his deep eyes were mixed with a wisp of coldness, "I saw the blood all over the bed, I saw you husband and wife lying in a pool of blood, I saw my newly formed grandson was pierced with blood holes, at that moment, I knew that I was wrong, and I finally understood your grandfather's hard work."
Wei Ting, I don't blame you, I blame myself, because your death was caused by me. ” Wang Weiting heard the tragic situation when he died, a chill suddenly surged behind him, he was silent for a long time, took a deep breath, reluctantly settled down, and retreated step by step towards the outside of the courtyard, but the burden in his hand was tightened by him, "Father, what are you talking about, aren't I okay now, I'll go out and come back in a while." ” Wang Shiyun looked at his son, looking at his eyes that flickered in the dark.
He tried his best to find a little ruthlessness in it, because after Wang Weiting's death, he had heard other people's comments about him, and they all said that Wang Weiting was ruthless and treated his subordinates harshly, so he died innocently.
However, he failed, because he saw only one thing from Wang Weiting's flickering gaze, and that was himself.