After going down the mountain, I have a love story to Marshal Cyclonus

Chapter 5 Under the towering castle

"Fu Yuanzhi, my name."

The words uttered from the boy's pink lips caused a drastic change in everyone's attitude.

Clark looked at the boy in front of him, searched hard between his brows and eyes, and finally found a little shadow of himself.

Unexpectedly, it was just that she just married Shibia and couldn't wait to come back to show off, and put his face down like this.

In his heart, Fu Yuanzhi is nothing but a waste for marriage, hiding in dark corners all year round, keeping his head down all day long, without the character of his Clark family at all.How could he not be angry if he came back now and pretended to be a tiger.

"Is this how you talk to your father?"

The middle-aged man walked up to the young man, his slender crutch looked like a snake, spitting out snake letters, and stared at the young man viciously.

Clark hated the pair of black stone eyes, and wanted to find a trace of fear and fear, but he only saw his own face reflected in it, and he was stunned.

This child didn't look like him at all, more like his mother, and that person was the last thing he wanted to mention.

Subconsciously wanted to pick up the crutches, but for some reason, he couldn't help avoiding those black eyes.He comforted himself by taking the overall situation into consideration, that Fu Yuanzhi married Ares, and he still needs him.

"It seems that I didn't teach you the rules before. In this case, I will send a maid to teach you etiquette." Clark's thumb rubbed the pattern on the crutch, and his tone became more righteous: "Since you married the Marshal Just serve me well, and don't let me hear you do things that damage the reputation of the Clark family."

Is it to teach etiquette or secretly control, so as not to let him get out of control?

Fu Yuanzhi frowned, and hated Clark even more in his heart: "I am not your son. I was caught by your servant yesterday and took away my things. Today I am here to get back what belongs to me."

"You won't recognize me as a father after you get married? Who gave you the courage! As long as you still have my blood on your body, you are a member of my Clark family, and you must serve the Clark family!" His eyes were full of sarcasm With disdain, the crutch hit the marble floor hard, and even broke a corner.

"Your life is given to you by me. You have not been short of food and clothing these years, and you can still go to school with your brother. What is there not to be satisfied with? I just want you to get married and run away. If Arethia knows how much our family will suffer, have you ever thought about your father?"

Fu Yuanzhi's eyelids drooped, and the shadow of his bangs covered the obscurity in his eyes.Suddenly, I felt helpless to explain to such a person, maybe he didn't care whether he belonged to the Clark family or not, all he wanted was a tool that could be controlled.

The corner of his mouth curled into an arc, and he laughed silently.

Seeing that he was not as frightened as he imagined, Clark was still laughing, and suddenly became unhappy. The creases on his eyebrows seemed to be able to pinch a fly to death.

He scolded: "What are you laughing at!"

The young man raised his head slowly, his bangs raised, his slightly closed eyelids opened, revealing those black pupils, and a door quietly opened in the terrifying black mist. Among the red threads, the thickest red rope is connected to a young man. As long as the red rope is broken, the countless evil spirits behind him will pounce on him and tear him apart.

"Things that don't belong to you, if you force them to stay, you will be punished."

In the terrifying abyss, he saw the two most critical lines connecting him. The reddest line was probably Eve's, but the other line disappeared halfway.

Fu Yuanzhi has a pair of yin and yang eyes, and he can see the causal line of everything with just one glance, except his own, but if he sees too much, he will be entangled with yin and yang, so he usually won't open it.

Clark has done a lot of bad things, but he still has the blessing of his ancestors and the blessing of a teenager, so he can keep himself, but if he doesn't pay him back, he doesn't mind letting Clark suffer retribution earlier.

Clark seemed to have heard a big joke. Ever since entering the interstellar era and the rapid development of technology, he has rarely heard such strange words about gods. What kind of retribution is pure nonsense. If he was going to suffer retribution, he would have Suffered.Especially after Fu Yuanzhi got married and Eve became closer to Prince Garcia, he didn't believe such nonsense even more.

He is going to be an in-law of the royal family, and he will have endless glory in the future, how could it be like what he said.

A sarcastic smile flashed across his handsome and elegant face, "It was my fault for not being disciplined before, so you will be sent back today, stay at home and learn the rules before leaving."

After the words were finished, the two servants behind him stepped forward, and the servant who brought Fu Yuanzhi in had his eyes widened and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, but he didn't dare to speak.

Fu Yuanzhi raised his head slightly, his eyes were full of disdain. Facing the two servants, he lifted his toes slightly, and then rushed out of the living room and ran out the door.

If you don't run at this time, wait!

36 counts, take the best plan!

Goodbye!

Fu Yuanzhi brushed past Clark's side like a breeze, and fled quickly. Everyone didn't react. They didn't expect him to run away. He obviously looked tough.

"Hurry up!" Clark was furious, his eyes were not bad, and he clearly saw Fu Yuanzhi smiling at him when he passed by, which was clearly a provocation.

He gritted his teeth and stared at the boy's back as he went away, not noticing that a small piece of talisman got into his inner lining.

The servants staying in the mansion are all ba, not strong in physical fitness, Fu Yuanzhi escaped from the mansion smoothly all the way, even the big iron gate as high as three meters is no problem.

It is also thanks to Clark's aristocratic style - no need for security robots.

I knew that the current security robots are much cheaper than manpower. In the era of intelligence, human resources are very scarce and expensive.

Nobles use the number of servants to show their financial strength. It is clear that Clark is at the end of his rope and he still has to show off. He can only reduce expenses by reducing the number of servants.

The servants could only watch helplessly as the young man raised his toes lightly, jumped very high, turned around again, his body was like a bird, he fell lightly, his shirt was lifted up, like vibrating wings fanning the breeze, dancing gracefully.

Then gracefully fell into the arms of others.

On the other side, Ares sent Fu Yuanzhi away, and the moment the car drove out, he regretted it. What good results could a boy who escaped go back to?

Everyone has his own choice, since he has his reasons for going back, but he just doesn't know if they can sit together for breakfast in a friendly way next time.

Having breakfast together seems...not bad.

The young marshal thought sullenly.

The military base is not far from the mansion, if Song Sifu hadn't persuaded him that he should have a place to sleep, otherwise he would have lived in the base all the time.

When he got out of the car, Ares saw Song Sifu. The man standing opposite him had thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a kind smile. There were three stars tattooed on the right sleeve elbow of the military uniform. The difference from him was only one On the olive branch, the meaning is very different.

He is the only marshal, and he is only an admiral.

When Ares saw the other party, the other party also saw him.

If you want to ask Sandy who he hates the most, he will definitely say the name of Ares without hesitation.He is far behind him. Ares is the only one who has won the people's opinion, the royal family's praise, and the cabinet's appointment. All this is obviously his!

If it was he who led the troops at that time, instead of Ares, he would be the most beautiful now.

However, then he thought of the rumor, and his jealousy subsided a bit. What if he was promoted to Marshal? If Mental Sea Riot couldn't log in to the mecha, he couldn't fight, so he was worse than a waste.

Thinking of this, he smiled, "Marshal Ares, long time no see."

Deliberately emphasizing the word "Marshal", he clearly smiled, but his words were full of inaudible sarcasm and sympathy.

What responded to Sandy was that the other party's gaze remained unchanged, passing him by as if he didn't exist at all.

It came again and again, and Sandy's slightly calmer emotions were aroused by him almost instantly.He is just a lowly commoner in District 5, who does not belong here at all, but stays behind, and performs better than those who have received elite education. He has witnessed Ares grow from an insignificant orphan to the present look, so even more angry!

You see, this is the marshal you admire. He is not as wise and powerful as you imagined. He is just a poor slum. You worship the wrong person. Shouldn’t you worship him? Si did poorly!

He couldn't bear it and said: "Ares, are you going to be so rude all the time! Do you think the Federation is still your territory?!"

Take a step.

Sandy's eyes lit up, feeling that what he said just now had stimulated Ares, he said hastily: "You are just a knife of the Federation, you have to do what you are asked to do. Now that the queen is dead, This rusty knife should be destroyed if it is useless!"

Sandy gritted his teeth, but there was joy in his eyes. Obviously this was what he had imagined, and it was also the ending he could have predicted.

"Knife?" The man turned half of his face, the sun-studded golden lines were branded on the handsome outline.

A sharp knife flew out of his palm, flashing silver cold light, Sandy released his mental power almost instantly to oppress him, but he forgot that the opponent was an alpha with 3S mental power, even if the mental sea rioted.

A strong spiritual power rushed towards him, Sandy bent his knees and almost fell to his knees, but the fear that stimulated his heart made him unable to move. He watched the sharp point of the knife approaching his eyeballs, and could even feel its evil spirit , Imagine it passing through the eyeball, the sound of the sphere breaking, getting into the bloody eye socket, going deep into the brain, twisting the red and white brain...

Sandy shuddered, before the tip of the knife got into his body, it turned abruptly, brushed his cheek, and plunged into the wall behind him.

He looked back subconsciously, and saw that the handle of the knife was completely submerged. It was an black gold stone that even shells could not pierce...

He didn't even know when Ares left, he only knew that his face was stiff when he went back.

Ares walked steadily, but Song Sifu showed uneasiness. He didn't ask him in a low voice until he entered the research institute: "Are you okay?"

Ares nodded slightly, pursing his lips.Spirit Sea was not as relaxed as he appeared.

The spiritual sea of ​​A-level spiritual power is just a lake, the S-level is a river, the SS-level is the sea, and the SSS-level spiritual sea is boundless. No one knows where the end is, not even the owner.

3s-level mental power is almost inexhaustible, but once a crack is formed, it will become extremely terrifying. At first, it is a small trace, hidden in it and cannot be found, until it evolves into a distorted vortex, rolling thunder , The whistling tornado shredded and devoured his mental power, hitting his spiritual sea hard.

His brows were sweating, his fingers were cold, and the corners of his mouth were pursed white. The scene reflected in his pupils was like a broken canvas by a painter, swinging at one corner, and then falling quickly.

However, in the increasingly cold consciousness, a small flame suddenly ignited on his chest, and quickly penetrated into his beating heart, soft but warm, tightly wrapped his cold body, and there was even a small flame Drilling into his spiritual sea, the warm flame was instantly extinguished by the icy cold raging water, but Ares felt that his pain had eased a little, although it was very little, but it was enough to give him hope.

He opened the pocket on his chest, only to touch a finger of ashes.

He thought, he had to find the boy and ask him clearly.

So, in front of the tall and majestic castle of Clark, Ares received the bride who fell from the sky.