There is no doubt that the Duke of Dark Night is the heir to the throne of a polite and sage.

When he appeared in the banquet hall, there was no guards opening the way or making a loud announcement. He just walked in casually with a glass of wine, greeted the prince, joked with the celebrity, and sometimes bent down to kiss the back of a noble lady's hand and praised her beauty appropriately.

Naturally, the arrival of Prince Dark Night caused a fanatic atmosphere to set off the whole banquet.

When the Duke of Dark Night and a group of radicals who were equally passionate about expansion discussed the war plan, Feng Tie casually found an excuse to get rid of the blacksmith and sneak out to breathe the fresh air.

Feng Tie really doesn't like this kind of cocktail party for upper-class celebrities. Just like the cocktail party in later generations, it is full of smirks of show-off, hypocrisy and rotten smells.

Feng Tie has always been a pure rock musician, a rebellious grassroots class. The identity of a noble blacksmith family has made him feel awkward and goosebumps all over his body. If he had to communicate with the masters and ladies in such an occasion, Feng Tie would be so disgusted that he would vomit on the spot.

After greedily sucking in a few mouthfuls of the cold air at night, Feng Tie felt much more comfortable. Before he knew it, he walked into the garden of the Duke of Dark Night.

Feng Tie was shocked by the beauty of this huge garden.

What caught my eye was an endless sea of ​​poppy flowers. These blood-red little demons were blooming in full bloom. The huge full moon hung low above the sea of ​​flowers. The light silver moonlight was hazy on the lips of each flower, emitting a faint light. The breeze blew by, and the light yellow powder in the tender stamens of the flowers floated lightly in the air.

Circle and dissipate.

Thousands of colorful butterflies of different colors and huge figures danced over the sea of ​​flowers, sometimes drawing an elegant arc in the air, and sometimes landing on the petals and smiling strangely.

Unable to bear the temptation, Feng Tie picked a bright flower and put it on the tip of her nose and greedily sniffed the intoxicating fragrance. She felt infinitely satisfied, but when she was satisfied, she always felt that the empty feeling seemed to be missing. Is it a sense of belonging? Feng Tie immediately remembered a word that the primary school teacher taught him: Share.

"Yes, good things are meaningful only when you share them with others. I am too lonely in this world." Feng Tie looked down at his crotch and murmured to himself: "Some people love me for no reason, some people want to kill me for no reason, and some people want to take the blame with me. Only second brother, you always have no complaints about me. I will share any good things with you in the future. Come on, second brother, smell the fragrance of this flower first or not."

Feng Tie, a young man who likes to share with others, resolutely stuffed this poor little flower into his crotch, and then trembled: "Damn, no one told me there is dew on the petals!"

A lazy and sexy young female voice suddenly rang in Feng Tie's ears: "Hey."

Feng Tie looked back in surprise and looked around, and there was no one there!

"Hey, who are you? Why are you so vulgar?" The girl was very angry: "Why are you ruining the flowers? It didn't offend you."

Feng Tie began to be scared: "Who are you? Come out." Feng Tie's voice was filled with horror: "If you don't come out, I'll call you molestation, you are a human or a monster."

"Hehe, your stuff is so short, it's almost shrunk into your stomach. I said, are you a man or a woman?" The girl's voice was still teasing Feng Tie slowly.

This time, Feng Tie finally found the source of the sound, and it was actually inside his crotch.

It was too late to say that, but the tough guy Feng Tie knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "So it's really a flower spirit, oh, it's not a fairy. I really don't want to offend you on purpose. You have a lot of knowledge about me, a low-IQ child. Why don't I smile foolishly when I dress you up as a lucky cat?"

"No, do you think my second brother is young?" Feng Tie suddenly put away his flattering smile, stood up like crazy, and waved his fists and protested unyieldingly: "Soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. I am not short. I am obviously the longest among the men in the Odyssey family, and the thickest and largest!"

"Then how long are you?" The girl's voice was still slow.

"To be honest, 25 cm!" Feng Tie replied proudly.

"Are you honest? I saw it!" The girl refused to give in.

"I did multiply ten, and it was indeed 25 cm after multiplying by ten." Feng Tie shyly and played with the corner of her clothes. "By the way, can you come out of my crotch? She is still young, thin-skinned, and very shy."

"Hahahahahaha..." The girl laughed smugly, strangely, the laughter was sometimes far and sometimes near, as if it was coming from any location in the sea of ​​flowers: "The genius is willing to stay in that dirty place. By the way, you are Feng Tie."

Feng Tie widened his eyes in shock: "How do you know, what exactly are you?"

Girl: "..."

After a moment of silence, the girl spoke first. "It's not surprising that I know who you are. I have been paying attention to you since a long time ago. The idiotic young master of the Odyssey family is really famous."

The girl sighed and continued, "You are twenty-one years old this year, and you are handsome but hateful. There is a red mole on your left half of your butt. It doesn't matter how I know. When you were twelve, you went to a secret prostitute ooxx, who was half-closed. That secret prostitute was the daughter of my maid's aunt's distant cousin's neighbor's house. Since you were five years old, you have been diligent in doing a few bastards every day, never interrupting without interruption until the previous two days."

The girl smacked her lips playfully; "You pulled out the iron spirit transformed from the entire Tongtian Hell and tempered it into a strange-shaped scimitar. I can even feel its horror now. It is carried by you now, right?"

After a pause, the girl asked curiously: "I just don't understand. An idiot child suddenly became a human spirit. What is your purpose for twenty-one years of pretending to be crazy and stupid? Later I figured it out, there was only one possibility."

"What's the possibility?" Feng Tie's cold sweat fell again.

The girl sighed again: "The only explanation is that your head has really broken. Now you may be suddenly enlightened or re-looked, but you and your scimitar have indeed caused me a lot of trouble. I have a hunch that it will not be as worthless as the broken copper and iron made by your father."

Speaking of this, if Feng Tie doesn't know who this girl is, she will become an idiot.

But Feng Tie was still puzzled: "Dear Princess Avril, first of all, I want to correct your words. In your opinion, I have been pretending to be crazy and stupid for the past twenty-one years, but I call this behavior a low-key manner. Secondly, although I admit that your voice is undoubtedly very magnetic, can you stand up and speak well, why do you pretend to be a ghost and scare me?"

Princess Avril sighed for the third time: "You idiot, if you can come out, will I communicate with you in your crotch?"

"Then where are you and how did you talk to me?" Feng Tie continued to be a curious baby.

"I was locked in a water prison by iron chains."

Avril said quietly: "My spell attribute is water. I can see anything I want to see through water in a radius of hundreds of miles, and I can also communicate with anyone at will. When you created the scimitar, I watched you in the sink beside you all night. Now, I can communicate with you through the dewdrops on every petal here. Do you understand this time?"

"I understand." After Feng Tie said these three words, he immediately turned around and ran wildly. After a while, Feng Tie sneaked into a secluded corner with a toilet that had been stolen from the servant's room of the Duke of Dark Night's Mansion.

"Call Avril, call Avril, this is Fengtie No. 1 Base. Please answer when you hear it, and answer when you hear it."

After a while, Avril's resentful voice came: "Do you have to be so terrible?"

Feng Tie scratched his head and laughed embarrassedly: "I have no other intentions, I just want to verify whether your spell is particularly reliable." Feng Tie said sincerely: "To be honest, can I see what you look like?"

A brief tranquility.

The dirty water in the toilet gradually became clear. When the ripples dissipated, the face of a young girl appeared on the water.

"A very ordinary face, there is no way to describe it in any words related to beauty. It is just the most ordinary type of passerby, and the bridge of the nose is covered." Feng Tie gave the definition in disappointment.

"I only now know why Duke Dark Night, that is, your father, has gone through all kinds of difficulties and dangers to get rid of you by any means."

"Oh? Why?" Avril asked with interest.

"Because you look too much like Uncle Wang, who sells donkey meat next door to my house."

Avril: “…”

"Can I ask you a question?"

"You ask."

"Did you sneak in that night to kill your uncle, and your purpose is really the same as you said?"

"What did I say?" Avril's voice suppressed his anger.

"In order not to let people cut down and mine minerals too much. To be honest, I admire you very much. You are simply the ultimate environmental defender of the new era."

Avril: “…”

"There is another last question." Feng Tie persevered.

"Quickly ask, bastard!" Avril was already gritting his teeth.

Feng Tie's expression began to become serious: "You came to me tonight and just chatted with me for nothing?" Feng Tie looked into Avril's eyes in the water.

"Actually, I want to ask you to do something for me." Avril's face became ugly: "I don't know how to explain it. I just want to tell you that everything I did will not hurt you and your family. Maybe it will only cause a brief pain for the kingdom and even the entire continent, but our original intention is to save it."

Avril smiled bitterly: "I just want to ask you to sing a song from your world to me later before you have to kill me with your scimitar."

Feng Tie was stunned, then Zhan Yan smiled and his face gradually became serious: "I promised you that it was not because you saw through my origin and threatened me, but because I like your sad eyes."

"Thank you, Feng Tie."

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