Chen Feng had torture for dozens of days, and the prince perfectly copied the traces on him in just one night.

Perhaps because the time was too fast, the torture instruments were almost one after another on Angli, or perhaps because the prince's hand was too strong, Angli looked much more miserable than Chen Feng's current moment.

Ruo Ao Li is an ordinary human being, and he was probably beaten to death when he was whipped down.

But Angli is not an ordinary human.

So he had a breath of ease, lying on the ground like a dead person, dying.

The prince saved his life.

Because when he was holding a knife to stab Angli's heart, he suddenly remembered the chaos of the outside world.

The prince remembered Chen Feng's words that Ang Li fastened the entire human world except Chen Feng for two hundred years.

The prince moved the sword away, lowered his head, stepped on Angli's face, and asked him condescendingly: "Since you can control time and zombies, can you restore the world to its original appearance?"

Angli opened his eyes with difficulty and opened his mouth, but he kept vomiting blood, and his words were fragmented and he couldn't hear clearly.

The prince bent down and listened patiently for a long time before he could barely understand his words.

Angli was too seriously injured and almost died. The only energy left in his body was not enough to go back to time.

"Then I'll spare your life for the time being."

The prince stood up straight and said word by word: "Next time I come here, if the world still looks like this, I will definitely send you to hell with my own hands."

Angli's broken voice let out two unpleasant laughs, and blood from his mouth gushed out again, almost sticking to the prince's robe.

The prince frowned in disgust, took a step back, turned around and walked towards the exit at the bottom of the tower.

The prince didn't feel sleepy or tired when he hit someone, because every whip and knife he fell, he could imagine Chen Feng's pain at that time.

This state made his whole brain tense, and his actions became more and more cruel.

He was coming out of the tower now and felt his whole body loose.

He looked up at the sky and then suddenly remembered that he had tortured Angli for the whole night.

He felt his shoulders and his hands were sore, so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes.

He instantly moved to the passage of Huming Realm, yawning while pushing open the door to his bedroom exhausted.

The prince was stunned for a moment after pushing open the door.

Because this is not his bedroom, but another beautiful space.

The stars hang upside down on the ground, the sea hangs in the air, the Milky Way paves the way for him, with white roses waiting to bloom on both sides.

It's like an incredibly beautiful dream.

The prince blinked blankly. He subconsciously wanted to turn his head out to see if he had taken the wrong passage and ran to another unknown comic world. But before he could turn around, he heard a low voice calling his name.

"A Ye."

The prince raised his head and looked at the sound.

The stars on the ground flashed gently, the sea in the sky slapped waves, the Milky Way under your feet shone brightly, and the white flower buds beside you bloomed one after another. The sea breeze brought the fragrance of flowers, and the waves became quiet, shattered, and the sound of flowers blooming quietly was almost sent by the stars.

At the end of this dreamy passage, the tall and handsome man was walking towards him step by step.

The man slowly stretched out his hand behind him, and he handed the prince a box as beautiful as the deep sea, saying, "Open it and take a look."

The prince blinked and carefully pulled away the delicate bow ribbon from the box.

When I opened the lid, there was a pen and a red rose inside.

"Gift." Chen Feng said with his eyes bent.

The prince was holding the box blankly. He looked down at his gift, then looked up at Chen Feng, seemingly confused and at a loss.

"But...but today is not my birthday."

"I know." Chen Feng said.

"Then why are you..."

Chen Feng stretched out his hand and hugged the prince in his arms. His chin gently pressed against the little prince's shoulder. The corners of his lips were slightly bent, and his smile fell into his eyes with Xinghui, and then overflowed from the corners of his lips: "Maybe it's just because you know I love you."

...

The prince stayed for two seconds before suddenly reacting to what Chen Feng said.

His face suddenly became hot. He pushed Chen Feng away, his face turned red and his ears turned red: "You, you, are you eavesdropping on me and Angli?!"

"Yes." Chen Feng admitted with a smile, "I eavesdropped on your speech."

"Say, how did you eavesdrop?"

"Huanmingjing." The prince insisted on finding Angli to take revenge, so Chen Feng was naturally worried.

"The Mirror of the Illusion requires two castings."

"The little black worms respond internally, and the queen cooperates externally."

The prince looked at Chen Feng in a bit incredible and said, "The Fantasy Mirror you and my mother looked at together?"

"no."

The prince breathed a sigh of relief, but the next second he heard Chen Feng say, "There is also His Majesty the King, His Highness the Little Princess, and the three elders, and the guards Left Bank."

So...so...so...so...so many people, so many people saw him saying proudly to Angli, "He loves me"?!

The prince's face turned red as if it had been steamed by a steamer. He even felt ashamed that he was about to curl up his hair. He kicked Chen Feng's calf in anger and gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Feng! Are you wrong with it?"

"I let them leave when you and Angli started talking."

Chen Feng paused for a moment, stretched out his hands with a smile, and gently covered the little prince's red and hot ears. He said softly, "Don't worry, only I heard it."

The next second, Chen Feng noticed that the little prince's ears were getting hotter.

The little prince's ears were red and hot, his face was also red, his eyes became particularly moist due to shame and anger, and his lips were gently pursed.

Chen Feng couldn't help but want to kiss him.

Chen Feng really did this.

The prince felt that he needed to push Chen Feng away.

Because he still has a lot of things to ask.

For example, the pen that Chen Feng gave him, the galaxy on the ground and the sea on the sky, and for example, Chen Feng's arm seemed to have been cured by the elders, but did he have any sequelae left and whether the scars on his body were applied with the best medicine.

But he didn't ask a word.

Because Chen Feng has never let him go.

And he was so dizzy that he was kissed. Perhaps because he was too confused and at ease, he subconsciously opened up his perception system and gently fell into Chen Feng's comforting breath.

As Chen Feng kissed, he found that the person in his arms was getting softer and weaker, his strength became smaller and slower, and his response was getting slower and slower.

He opened his eyes and found that the little prince in his arms was sleepy and fell asleep.

Chen Feng laughed silently, picked him up helplessly, and walked towards the bed not far away.

The prince was still holding the box in his hand. Chen Feng pulled the box out and put it on the head of the bed, then covered him with a quilt.

The prince did not sleep all night, and Chen Feng stayed up all night. At this moment, when he saw the little prince's quiet sleeping face, he felt tired.

He hesitated for a moment, but did not leave the room in the end, but lifted the quilt and lay beside the prince. The prince felt his breath and reached out to hug him. The prince's cheek was buried in Chen Feng's arms, and his body rubbed restlessly, pressing his whole person closer.

Chen Feng's body stiffened, he moved carefully, and separated himself a distance from the little prince, slowly relaxing.

The sea water above the head was still slapping the waves, and the stars shone around the body. Without candlelight, the whole house was covered with a clear light.

But sleeping still requires a quiet and dark environment. Chen Feng picked up the pen at the head of the bed and rubbed the end of the pen against the air a few times. The sea water, stars and roses were as clear as a picture, which quietly dissipated.

After Chen Feng came to Huming Realm, he realized that what the prince told him before was indeed correct.

Perhaps because he recovered his memory, he did have a strange, almost god-like ability in the Huming Realm. It is the same abilities he had when he created Huming Realm when he was a child and came to Huming Realm in his dream.

After half a day of experimentation, Chen Feng finally mastered this ability.

Even without words, his intentional thoughts can come true. He can make it rain and make the ground windy, and he can also recreate the brush that can draw a sea of ​​stars and flowers.

But this world has taken shape. Even if he is a "god", he must follow the existing settings and logic of the world to avoid conflict and chaos. He cannot cancel the existing settings in this world and give it new content.

Moreover, he can only control the things in the Huming Realm, but not the thoughts, memories and hearts of monsters in the Huming Realm.

Chen Feng used this ability to completely restore the bodies of the queen and the king, and repaired the lack of spiritual power on the little princess.

However, when he created the Little Prince, he once said that he was the most talented high-level monster in the entire Huming Realm. The Little Prince only changed into a human form when he was six years old. No matter how fast the Little Prince was, she had to wait until she was seven years old.

Chen Feng also drove away the thin little monsters and followed them to another comic world to take a look.

There is a world like fairy tale picture books, and Chen Feng cannot use any ability in that world.

He can only do whatever he wants in the Huming Realm, just like when he was a child.

Everything is back to the past.

Back before the age of 13.

Back to the dream where he grew up.

Chen Feng looked at the little prince in his arms and kissed his forehead restraintly.

In order to avoid him from doing anything else to the little prince in his sleep, he no longer looked at the little prince, but closed his eyes and gently pressed his chin against the top of the little prince's head.

He bent his lips a little relievedly.

Compared to before the age of 13, it may be only a little different.
Chapter completed!