"It hurts, it hurts, father, please stop hitting me!"
Black Wind knelt on the ground, grimacing as he was whipped by the whip in Black Whirlwind's hand.
"Let you lie! Let you be clever!" Black Tornado yelled and cursed while slapping.
"My face has been completely embarrassed by you!"
"Dad, please stop fighting. I was wrong! I will never lie or be clever again..." Black Wind Ghost cried and howled.
"Grandpa, Grandma, help! My dad is going to beat me to death!"
Heifeng thought to himself that since he had offended someone of the same generation as his grandfather, he could only save himself by calling his grandfather and grandma out.
These two people loved him very much. Every time his father and grandfather scolded and scolded him, they were the ones who came to his rescue.
"Hmph! You kid still wants to cheat and show off! It's useless even if your grandpa and grandma are here! Let's see how I cut you!" Black Tornado couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he heard his son was trying to save him.
With Uncle Mo here, he doesn't have to be afraid of the two elders. He can have a great time playing today!
Bang bang bang!
The whip was rising and falling continuously, and the black wind had already torn the skin and flesh.
Tap tap tap...
There was a sound of rapid footsteps, and two gray-haired old men appeared at the door of the living room.
"Xuanfeng, what are you doing? Put down the whip!" The old woman scolded Heifeng quickly when she saw the bruised Heifeng.
"Grandma, don't worry, I'm going to beat this useless guy to death today!" Black Tornado raised his eyes and glanced at the person coming, and continued to swing the whip in his hand.
"Ah!" Black Wind let out a scream, and his clothes were dyed red with blood.
"Grandma, help me! Father, he is going to beat me to death!" Hei Feng felt the force of the whip and was filled with fear.
"Grandpa Zu, please save me!"
Compared with the severe beatings I received before, they are nothing compared to the beatings I received now.
He knew that his father was really angry this time!
"Xuanfeng, if you have something to say, please stop first!" Heishan frowned when he saw the scene in front of him.
Black Tornado turned a deaf ear to Heishan's words. He raised his arm and then dropped it.
Every time the whip was swung, Black Wind let out a scream.
"Grandpa, he really deserves to be beaten..." Black Screen pondered for a moment, and then said.
Heishan was stunned when he heard this, then turned to look at the black screen.
What on earth did this kid do that outraged both humans and gods?
"That's enough, stop!"
Mo Wen looked at the pale Hei Feng and opened his mouth to stop Black Tornado.
"Have someone take him down and give him some medicine."
If the beating continues, it will no longer be as simple as a flesh injury, but will injure the muscles and bones in the body.
"Huh! You're lucky!" Hearing this, Black Whirlwind stopped what he was doing.
"Do you still dare?"
Black Tornado put away the whip in his hand and frowned slightly as he looked at Black Wind who was covered in blood.
Heifeng knelt straight on the ground, with a pool of blood already gathering under him.
"I know my mistake, kid, I won't dare to do it again!" Black Wind said in fear.
"Stand up, go down and find some clothes to change by yourself, and let someone treat the wound..." Black Whirlwind nodded upon hearing this, very satisfied with Black Wind's answer.
"Yes!" Hei Feng stood up from the ground tremblingly and cupped his hands towards Black Tornado.
Heishan and the old woman only noticed Mo Wen's presence after Mo Wen asked him to stop.
The two of them were attracted by Hei Feng's cry and came in without paying much attention to the other people in the living room.
"Are there guests at home?" Heishan looked at Mo Wen's back and said.
I couldn't make Black Tornado stop, and the other party solved it with just one sentence. Obviously, Black Wind's beating was related to this person.
Moreover, Black Tornado turned a deaf ear to his own words and still continued to whip Black Wind to death regardless, which showed the identity of the other party.
"How are you two, how are you doing?" Mo Wen turned around and looked at the two of them, smiling.
"Honey, this...this...isn't this my benefactor?" The old woman suddenly widened her eyes after seeing Mo Wen's face clearly.
"Lord Holy Lord, why are you here?" Heishan said emotionally as he looked at Mo Wen in front of him.
When Hei Feng heard this, his pupils trembled.
Benefactor?
Holy Lord!
Oh my god, this is the co-owner of Yunlan Continent, the father of Qianxue Demon Emperor, and the master of Wentian Holy City!
I am really tired of living, how could I offend such a great god!
"Hai Ya and I haven't seen each other for many years, come and see him!"
"Did Feng'er hit you just now?" Heishan looked at Mo Wen and said respectfully.
When Heifeng heard this, his heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition growing in his heart.
He remembered his father telling him to go down to change clothes and take medicine, and quietly retreated out the door.
"The matter is in the past, so don't mention it!" Mo Wen waved his hand after hearing this.
When Heishan heard this, his face became extremely gloomy.
"Stop, will I let you go?" When Heishan turned his head and looked at Heifeng, he found that he had quietly retreated to the door, and shouted coldly.
When Heifeng heard this, his body trembled violently.
"Grandpa Zu, I'm covered in injuries and blood. I need to go down and take care of it." Heifeng said with a bitter look on his face.
"Come back here, this little flesh wound won't bother you!" Heishan scolded.
"Being beaten is just like eating. It's a common occurrence. This minor injury won't kill you!"
"Oh..." Heifeng responded dejectedly.
"Kneel down for me, just kneel like this!" Heishan raised his foot and kicked Heifeng in the crook of his leg.
Plop!
Heifeng's knees softened and he fell to the ground.
hiss!
With an unexpected kick, Heifeng's knee came into close contact with the ground.
In the process of kneeling down, Heifeng's wounds were touched, causing him to grimace in pain.
"Heifeng's temperament..."
"Holy Lord, I made you laugh!" Heishan sighed softly, and then said.
"Heifeng's mother passed away due to childbirth, and his father was busy with military affairs and neglected to discipline him. The two of us doted on him too much, which is why he became like this!"
Mo Wen was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he came to his senses.
My mother died young and my father had no time to take care of me. Naturally, the older generation feels sorry for the younger generation.
"Uncle Mo, can you send Feng'er to the Demon Legion to temper him and change his temper?" Black Screen rolled his eyes and then said.
"In the Monster Clan, my eldest brother and I are in charge of the military. Delegating him to the army will not have the effect of sharpening him!"
Hearing this, Black Whirlwind couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
"It's okay, but it's going to take a lot of trouble to get there!" Mo Wen thought for a while and then said.
Mo Wen finished his words and turned his gaze to Heifeng.
"Holy Lord, don't worry, I can endure hardship!" Heifeng heard this, his face full of hope.
"You want to go?" Mo Wen asked in surprise.
He thought Heifeng would refuse like Liu Moyan, but he didn't expect that he would actually ask to join the Demon Legion!
"Yes, I want to join the Devil's Army!" Hei Feng raised his eyes and looked at Mo Wen, his eyes firmly said.
He didn't want to be like this, but his ancestors were overshadowed and the aura of his father's generation was shrouded in layers, leaving him completely useless.
Those people were being obedient to me, and they were afraid of my grandfather, father, and the others.
Without the Heavenly King's Mansion, he is nothing.
He has heard about the Devil Legion for a long time, where he can transform himself and live the way he wants...