doodle prince

The glass on the spaceship is a special material that can be seen from one side, and the little prince cannot see Chen Feng sitting in the spaceship.

He used his sleepy brain to think for ten seconds before he remembered that this thing was an alien spaceship, and this spaceship should be in Chen Feng's hands at this moment.

As if to test his conjecture.

The next moment, the door of the spaceship was opened, and the walking ladder stretched from the cabin door to the prince's feet.

And the man who lied to him, calculated him, and played with him like a pet was standing at the cabin door, walking towards him step by step.

The sleepiness faded away.

The red pupils were stained with a layer of frost.

The little prince grasped the door frame with his hand, subconsciously exerting force, and the half-destroyed door frame was completely shattered into dust.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Feng saw the prince waving his sleeves, a gust of hurricane hit, and the entire aircraft was blown tens of meters away. Chen Feng felt the world spinning for a while. go down.

He struggled to stand up straight, leaning on the cabin door and looking in the direction of the little prince.

The sawdust of the door rose from the gully, floated in the air, and stuck to the broken door frame one by one. The door was gradually restored to its original appearance, and finally completely covered the cold face of the little prince.

Chen Feng looked at the repaired door, and his heart sank inch by inch.

The little prince did not want to see him.

The little prince didn't beat him, scold him, or hurt him, but simply didn't want to see him.

Chen Feng lowered his eyes slowly, and he turned back to the control room.

He sat in the pilot's seat and remained silent for 3 minutes. Then he looked forward and held the joystick. A huge laser gun appeared at the bottom of the spaceship. The laser gun aimed at the door of the little prince's room and scanned around.

In the next second, the entire door collapsed.

The spaceship hovered in front of the door again, and Chen Feng walked down the walking ladder step by step, and entered the little prince's bedroom.

The prince stood not far away, his gaze coldly swept across the door that was destroyed again, and finally fell on Chen Feng.

Chen Feng was wearing the special safety suit on the spaceship, and the fabric was glowing with a cold white light.

He took off his helmet, looked up at the prince, his eyes were still gentle: "You can push me out again. But I will open the door again."

The prince stretched out his right hand expressionlessly, and used his thoughts to draw the long sword that had just been shaken to the ground, and held it firmly in his hand.

The hilt of the sword fell off and fell on the dark blue wool carpet, making a dull sound.

The coldly glowing sword touched Chen Feng's throat, and the prince raised the corners of his lips, but his eyes were so cold that they could condense into ice: "What? I didn't kill you by mistake last time, so did you come here to die this time? "

Looking closer, Chen Feng realized that the little prince seemed to have lost weight, and his face was also unhealthily pale, as if he hadn't been out for many days.

Chen Feng's gaze moved down from the face of the little prince, and finally stopped on his right hand holding the sword.

The little prince's skin should be like light cream, without moles or scars.And his hands should also be white, smooth, soft and slender.

But at this moment, there was a hideous and terrifying scar on his right hand.

The scar covered half of the entire right hand, especially the part of the little finger. It was pitted, as if he had lost his flesh and blood. Except for the little finger, the rest of his right hand had horrific scars scattered unevenly, as if he had been ravaged countless times. The old sheepskin map from the next time was out of place with the rest of his body.

Chen Feng knew that it was because of his blood.

"...Does it still hurt?" Chen Feng stared at the little prince's hand, his voice a little hoarse.

The little prince realized that he really hated Chen Feng's hypocritical appearance. His sword was pressed against Chen Feng's neck, and his voice was cold: "Stop being hypocritical. Tell me, what exactly are you here for?"

To see you.

Chen Feng looked at the prince and said, "Because I have something important to discuss with you."

At this moment, someone opened the wooden window, and a kingfisher turned into a guard and knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, I heard a strange movement not far away, but found that there is a cloth in front of your bedroom door. Enchanted..."

His voice stopped abruptly. He looked at the God of Light who was being pressed against by the prince's sword, and his whole body trembled.

He almost involuntarily shouted: "Lord God of Light—"

"Go away!" the prince interrupted his visit through gritted teeth.

The little guard trembled all over, changed back to his original shape, and fled.

"Your Highness." Chen Feng turned his head and glanced, and reminded him very friendly, "I think you'd better clean up this passage first. In this situation, not only will the monsters find it abnormal, but it is also easy to cause trouble. It was discovered by humans in the Huming Realm."

The prince sneered: "It's ridiculous, why should I clean up the mountain you blew up?"

"Because I don't have the ability to restore all of this."

"Trash." The prince insulted him viciously.

Chen Feng accepted it frankly.

Just at this time, there was a roar from far to near in the sky.

The human plane is about to pass here.

The prince's expression changed, he threw down the sword in his hand, condensed all the mana in his hands, and quickly repaired the destroyed door and hill.

Chen Feng also put the spaceship back into the Qiankun bag at this moment.

When all the stones returned to their original positions, and when the false waterfall took shape again, the prince was already panting from exhaustion.

His right hand was really badly injured when Chen Feng's blood stuck to it.

Although he returned to Huming Realm for treatment in time, the situation is still not optimistic.

Chen Feng's blood is the most powerful poison. Even if the elders took turns instilling spiritual power, even if the best medicine was used, it was still difficult to heal. During the period when the prince was just injured, he could heal all the time. Aware of the loss of his spiritual power.

It has been nearly two months now, and the whole wound has no tendency to recover, and it is even still eroding his spiritual power.

But he didn't want to show his half embarrassment in front of Chen Feng.

So the prince tried his best to control the frequency of his breathing, and took a step back calmly, so that his body could lean against the pillar in front of the bed. He had a pale face, but still looked high and indifferent: "You just now Say you have something important to talk to me about?"

"Yes."

"I hope you understand a little bit, as long as it is related to you, no matter what it is, I will..."

"What if it's about the king and queen?" Chen Feng interrupted him.

The prince was taken aback for a moment, and slowly raised his head.

During those 20 days when Chen Feng slept outside, he naturally thought about the scene where the little prince didn't want to see him.

But he is also willing to take advantage of people's weaknesses and use despicable means to achieve his goals.

Chen Feng looked at the little prince and asked, "How is your father's hall recovering?"

The little prince pursed his lips.

During this period of time, the father, the queen, and the queen have been treated by the elders in turn, and have recovered their memory with the help of deer bones, but it is still difficult to transform into a human form.

At that time, the battle caused the father, queen mother and queen to lose all their spiritual power.

Every high-level monster can only transform into a human form if it has enough spiritual power.

Although the father, queen and mother can also transform into human form now, the time for transforming into human form is very limited, only one or two hours a day.

And after turning into human form, their spells are so low that they are almost non-existent.

The father is open-minded and fat, but the mother has always been depressed because of her humble spells since she remembered that she was once the female warrior with the strongest spells in the Huming world.

Chen Feng said: "Although I am just an ordinary human being, I am still the God of Light in the Huming Realm. You must have discovered that monsters like my breath very much. As long as they stay by my side, they will feel refreshed." Cool, full of spiritual power, even if you are seriously injured, you can recover quickly, presumably your parents should be the same."

The prince's firm idea of ​​letting Chen Feng get out gradually loosened up.

He really knew the power of Chen Feng's breath.

He was injured on the shoulder by Chen Feng's blood, and the injury was so serious that he couldn't even transform into a human form, but after staying with Chen Feng for a few days, he quickly returned to his original shape.

And what happened to the parents in the past two days floated in front of my eyes.

After transforming into a human form yesterday, the mother locked herself in the house in frustration because she couldn't spread her wings.

And the father, halfway through the meeting with the ministers, the father suddenly turned back into a speechless monster.

Being able to change into the original form has always been the supreme etiquette for those with low status to the superior. The minister saw that his father had changed into the original form, and he fell on the ground in a panic. .

Two monsters were lying in the majestic and sacred chamber.

Eyes wide open, very embarrassed.

He really hated Chen Feng, and he really didn't want to see Chen Feng again.

But when he thought of his parents, he couldn't bear to refuse Chen Feng's proposal no matter what.

Looking at the eyes of the little prince, Chen Feng had the answer in his heart.

Just recovering the channel consumed a lot of spiritual power, and thinking about the current situation of his parents made the little prince exhausted both physically and mentally.

He rubbed his temples, and felt that even if he leaned against the pillar, he seemed a little unstable.

Chen Feng stood not far away.

The breath on his body can make the prince feel comfortable.

But the prince deliberately strengthened his shielding of the perception system as if he wanted to fight against someone deliberately, not to smell any breath of Chen Feng.

However, this kind of operation consumed his spiritual power faster. The little prince sat on the bed, wiped his face with his hand, and said with a tired expression, "You won."

He looked up at Chen Feng, the huge spiritual power consumed today and the still unhealed wound made him drowsy: "I allow you to stay in Huming Realm and let you heal my parents, but wait After my parents recover, you have to leave here immediately, and you are never allowed to break in like you are now."

Chen Feng looked at the little prince, and suddenly said, "Aye, if this is a deal, what can I get?"

The prince was taken aback: "What?"

The quiet light flowing from Chen Feng's black pupils: "I'll help you heal my parents, what can you give me?"

The prince's spirit was getting worse and worse. He frowned tightly, but there was a hint of anger in his voice: "Obviously you suggested to treat my parents."

He paused, pressed his temple, powerless to argue with Chen Feng: "Tell me, what do you want?"

"I want you to accept my treatment."

The prince opened his eyes wide.

……what?

Chen Feng bent down, holding the little prince's right hand, and a light kiss landed on his scar.

He closed his eyes, his black eyelashes trembling slightly, as if he was kissing the most holy angel.

The prince was taken aback by this sudden movement, and his whole body involuntarily fell back.

But his strength was too great, his body swayed a little, and Chen Feng followed him to fall backwards.

Chen Feng pressed on him, and fell down on the soft bed.

The prince's beautiful and transparent red eyes stared at the ceiling, and his eyes wandered and slackened for a moment.

Although the wound on his hand has a tendency to heal, it has been itchy and painful these days, but Chen Feng gently attached a kiss, and the pain quietly dissipated, and even the scar was visible to the naked eye. Disappeared.

At the same time, the sensory barrier he had just deliberately strengthened suddenly dissipated at this moment, and he completely and thoroughly sensed the aura on Chen Feng's body.

Chen Feng was so close to him, his whole body was covered by the extremely pleasant breath, which penetrated into his nasal cavity, penetrated into his skin, penetrated into his pores, and made his whole body Become relaxed and soft.

"Squeak-"

The wooden windows were suddenly reopened.

Two monsters, one black and one white, rushed in in a panic. They landed on the ground and turned into human figures, with eagerness in their voices: "Aye, I heard from Xiaolu that you are going to kill the God of Light, how can you... ..."

Their voices stopped abruptly.

Because the little green scrambled and told them that the Lord of Light, who was about to be stabbed to death by the prince's sword, was pressing their only son on the bed, kissing his fingers one by one.

...Like a dead pervert.

The scene suddenly became awkward.