Ying Wuque's acting skills are perfect. Even when facing Sima Kongming, the general monitor of the Six Gate, he did not notice any flaws.

This kind of acting has been separated from the element of "acting". Not only does it control one's own expression, but its mental fluctuations will also change due to radical changes in emotions.

When he was young, at his mother's funeral, it was the first time Ying Wuque realized his difference.

In the mourning hall where crying sounds were everywhere, he was seriously injured by Ying Tianhong's slap. However, what made him feel more frightened than this palm was the eyes of everyone.

The look that was incompatible with the whole world, and that seemed to look at the monster made him deeply realize that this difference was a disaster for him.

He does not have any understanding of family affection, love, and friendship, but he still has emotions, but everything is placed on the drizzle of red sleeves that accompanied him to grow up.

It was also from that day that he learned to observe, disguise, and showed corresponding emotional changes in different situations.

In order to prove that he is a normal person, he intends to show off his personality and enjoys the praise and admiration of others.

Gradually everyone forgot the little figure standing in the mourning hall with cold eyes.

They only knew that Ying Wuque, the young master of the Casting Knife Hall, was a young man who was very generous and energetic.

Day after day, year after year, this acting has become a habit in Ying Wuque's life. Just like breathing, he will show the most appropriate emotional changes at different moments.

Therefore, he is the most filial son, the most reliable brother, the most well-behaved brother, the most trustworthy friend, and the husband who most looks forward to spending his life together.

But only Ying Wuque himself knows that there is always no warmth in the depths of his eyes that reveal joy, sadness, sadness, or happiness.

When he opened his eyes, a night had passed.

Sima Kongming also stayed by his side for a night, but in just one night he had already discovered all the actions of Ying Wuque after leaving Wan Poison Palace.

The subconscious suspicion that emerged about it was dispelled.

"My nephew, I have helped you recover most of your injuries. You need to take care of the rest yourself."

Ying Wu nodded, but his eyes were still a little dull.

"Nephew, what are you going to do next?"

Seeing Ying Wuque like this made Sima Kongming a little disappointed, but thinking of some news about his deep relationship with his father and son that Yu Zhudao Hall had heard in the hall of Yu Zhudao, he felt that his requests were too harsh at this moment.

No one doesn't like a person who values ​​feelings. At least, they are inherently worthy of gaining more trust than those who are indifferent and unfaithful.

When Ying Wuque heard Sima Kongming’s question, he opened his mouth and said:

"First go back to the Crown Knife Hall and tell the Great Elder about my father and the Second Elder that they might have encountered an unexpected situation, and then..."

Then he suddenly stopped making a sound, and the grief was forcibly suppressed by him. The brilliance of sensibility and reason in his eyes continued to alternate. Then, under a long silence, Ying Wuque bit his lower lip and his originally relaxed hands tightly clenched.

"Nephew, it seems that you have already recognized your situation."

Sima Kongming's eyes were full of praise. If the other party was an emotionally impulsive person, the plan he expected would fail half of it, and the second choice would be the second choice for him.

So he hopes to see Ying Wuque's better side.

Ying Wuque's mind recalled the last private meeting with Qin Fan during the Wanpo Palace.

At that time, the general direction had been decided, but in order to ensure that everything was foolproof, further consideration was started in the details.

It was mainly Qin Fan who told him how to make Sima Kongming think he could dominate everything and embark on the route prescribed early.

At this moment, time seemed to have returned to the past, and Qin Fan was standing in front of him and asked.

"What would Sima Kongming do when he knew that Ying Tianhong and others were dead?"

“Investigation and verification.”

"No, time is the most important thing for him. It is necessary to check the truth, but his priority can only be ranked second."

"Then I should..."

"After he listened to the story you told, he needed enough time to think about the changes that Ying Tianhong brought to the Casting Hall after his death, and the omissions that might arise from his plans.

So what you have to do is give him time, rather than let him make a random arrangement for you without having time to think.

Then the coma that is too much due to grief is just right.”

Ying Wuque prepared one thing for this, which was the injury left by Huang Tiangui in his body.

"What if I wake up?"

"With Sima Kongming's wisdom, you will definitely realize your usefulness, but the first branch is also the first difficulty lies in whether your performance is worth the risks he faces.

I still remember you told me before that Sima Kongming could choose Gui Qiuge, but now you should already understand that this option itself is actually his helpless last choice."

"Well, the realm of the Great Elder is also in the late stage of the Grand Master. In addition, his equally strong personality is almost equivalent to another father.

However, major omissions occurred before the plan was launched due to his father's recklessness, which would bring considerable psychological shadow to Sima Kongming.

In addition, with his personality, if possible, he would definitely hope that he would control all this, especially his father's failure, which made him feel that only he could ensure the smooth progress of this situation.

So unless my performance is too bad, he will definitely choose me."

"Very good, it depends on whether you can pass his test."

Time has returned to the present, Ying Wuque has half kneeled in front of Sima Kongming and said:

"Please save me!"

"Save you? Instead of teaching you?" A hint of surprise flashed in Sima Kongming's eyes.

Ying Wuque looked solemn:

"Senior, I have always respected the strong. Without the protection of my father, even though I am pretty good about my own strength, I have inevitably been questioned because of my important position as the young master.

In addition, my father and the second elder are likely to have encountered unexpected problems, and I, the only person with the weakest strength, will be targeted by the Great Elder just because of this."

"Take the opportunity to target you? What are you targeting?" Sima Kongming said calmly.

A trace of struggle flashed in Ying Wuque's eyes, then he took a deep breath and said:

"The sword should move forward, but I retreated early halfway. This behavior may not be anything to other forces, but it is a shame to put it in my sword casting hall.

In addition, my identity has blocked the way for other elders to become the masters of the hall, so with this alone, it is very likely that after I return to the Casting Hall, I will be directly dealt with by looking for a reason!"

Sima Kongming frowned. He knew the tradition of the sword casting hall very well. First of all, the end-of-stop elimination system. The worst-in-class will be expelled from the master by aborted martial arts.

This approach is quite cruel, and it is even less surrender than some evil sects.

However, there is no doubt that because this system has given many middle-level experts in the Zhudao Hall, it has gradually developed a strong worship of strong people.

So, although he was instructed by his father for Ying Wuque's situation, if he came back with Ying Tianhong, then there would naturally be nothing.

The key is that he is the only one left, and judging by his behavior alone is a cowardly deserter.

At the same time, Sima Kongming also remembered the conversation between the two yesterday.

"If you insist on staying in that situation at that time, Brother Ying should agree. To put it bluntly, you are indeed afraid of that war."

At this moment, he recalled the painful expression on Ying Wuque's face, and he was probably hating his cowardice.

At this time, Ying Wuque lowered his head, and blood dripped from the gaps in his tight fingers, and his body was trembling even more.

He did not answer Sima Kongming, but his performance had already explained everything.

Seeing this, Sima Kongming squatted down, patted Ying Wuque's shoulder, and comforted him:

"Nephew, you have never participated in such a large war, especially you have never felt the sorrow of life like grass. In addition, you are less than thirty years old, so it is inevitable that you will behave.

But the trouble is that I understand your situation, including many people in the world, will agree with your decision at that time, but because of your relationship in the Cast Knife Hall, you cannot get the understanding you deserve.”

"Senior... save me..." Ying Wuque at this moment was like holding the last straw. He raised his head and his eyes were full of desire to survive.

A hint of pride flashed deep in Sima Kongming's eyes. This matter was a good handle for him. Now he felt that the plan to push Ying Wuque to take control of the overall situation better than the cooperation between him and Gui Qiuge.

After all, with the knowledge that Ying Tianhong and the second elder died in the battle of Wanpo Palace, Gui Qiuge is likely to give up his original plan and choose to preserve the strength of the Cast Knife Hall.

But it's not enough now, the use of the handle is to threaten the other party at critical moments.

Now he faces Ying Wuque with a caring attitude of his juniors, so compared to some too tough methods, he wants Ying Wuque to be his puppet willingly!

"My nephew, your father and I fell in love with each other at first sight, and we have privately formed Jinlan, but because of the identity of the general arresting officer of the Six Gates, it has not been made public.

You are the son of my brother, so I will naturally treat you as my son, so I will protect your life!"

"Senior!" Ying Wuque looked grateful, which almost put all the hope of life on Sima Kongming.

Sima Kongming suddenly said with a righteous expression:

"Isn't it a bit too unfamiliar to call me a senior now?"

"Then should my name be uncle?"

Just when Sima Kongming was about to give this title, he saw Ying Wuque picking up the teacup that had already been cold on the side and said:

"Now Ying Wuque begs to worship his predecessor as his adoptive father, and in the future he should treat his adoptive father like my father!"

Then he raised his hands high and bowed directly!

Seeing this scene, Sima Kongming was a little confused and then said ecstaticly:

"Okay, okay, I will accept your adopted son!"

When he saw Sima Kongming drinking all the tea without caring about the coldness of the tea, Ying Wuque even kowtowed a few firmly.

Then he was helped up by Sima Kongming, and the two of them looked at each other with more intimacy.
To be continued...