Some people become silent when they are extremely disappointed.

Heihe remained silent, his thin lips pursed tightly, and his body trembled slightly as he accepted the whipping that was like a baptism in a storm.

"When did you learn to hesitate?" Lan He was extremely angry, with a ferocious face. Her muscles all over her body became tense, her eyes widened with anger, her nostrils expanded, and the hand holding the whip trembled slightly.

"You are the future Wolf King. Hesitation represents cowardice." She whipped him dozens more times without mercy.

Heihe gritted his teeth, big beads of sweat slipped from his face, his golden pupils lost their luster, and his expression was painful.

It's not that he's afraid of pain, it's that the whip is smeared with poison. This poison burns when it sees blood, and the wound will feel like being touched by a soldering iron with tens of thousands of degrees Celsius. This is a form of torture used by Roubao Xing on prisoners.

Lan He threw away the whip, slid the wheelchair in front of him, and raised his chin with his left hand.

The moment the two looked at each other, Hei He closed his eyes. He didn't want to see Lan He's eyes. All that was left for him in her eyes was cruelty, greed and anger.

Heihe missed Baitang, and Baitang's eyes were filled with warmth, dependence and joy. He had never been exposed to such beautiful emotions, which aroused his greedy heart.

"Does it hurt?" Lan He's right hand gently outlined Hei He's features and caressed his face, with touches and affection in his eyes.

Look, her son looks so much like her ex-husband. The same shiny black hair, the same golden eyes, the same build, and nine-pointed facial features.

It would be great if Lan He's son became the Wolf King, then her and Hei Yi's wish would be fulfilled.

"It hurts." Hei He felt stiff all over. He had become accustomed to Lan He's whipping, and the occasional gentleness would make him extremely uncomfortable.

"You're sorry for me, sorry for your dead father, and even more sorry for yourself." Lan He's right hand hit his left face hard with the wind.

Snap - Heihe's face turned ninety degrees to the right, and a heavy slap fell on his face.

It's not very lethal, but very insulting.

He could endure the physical pain, but the pain in his heart was the most unforgettable.

"Hei He, you are my only child," Lan He said softly, stroking his broken hair.

"Mother, I'm not worthy." Heihe's voice trembled, his body trembled, and his head remained tilted.

Heihe didn't dare to ask for her affection anymore, but he was born as if he was guilty. He had been whipped by her since he was a child, controlled by her in everything, and had extremely high demands on him.

Heihe was jealous of his siblings and their mother's tenderness. Only him, why not him? But even so, he would shed ten thousand drops of blood to taste the sweetness his mother gave him.

"You have to deserve it, you have to deserve it." When Lan He heard his words, his eyes turned red with anger and he slapped her hard.

"Have you forgotten? Whose child are you?"

"Hei Yi."

"If you don't deserve it, why can you survive?" Lan He thought of something, his eyes became hot and red, and she gently touched his face with her palms.

"You are my last gift and my greatest hope." Lan He took a step forward and hugged Hei He, tears falling on his back.

Heihe's whole body stiffened again. This was the first time he heard his mother say such words.

"Why?"

"Because you are Heiyi's child, you must become the king."

"I don't want to", Heihe shook his head.

"After you become the king, I will be your only mother. My mother only loves you."

Lan He understands Hei He, she understands Hei He's greed. She has known that Hei He wants to dominate her since she was a child, and she has trained him physically and mentally since she was a child. His psychology desperately needs her, like a newborn wolf cub, but his strength is extremely powerful.

Heihe's golden pupils were stained with blood, and he greedily breathed in the scent of his mother.

"Don't you want to kill your brothers and sisters?" Lan He's voice was a little soft, and he was thinking a lot.

It is a great shame for Lan He that the other children are alive, they represent her weakness and hatred.

She, Lan He, had a total of 12 children, four of whom survived, but she loved Hei He the most.

When she was young, she and Hei Yi were very affectionate. Wolf King Hei Qi is Hei Yi's cousin and also likes her. In order to get her, Heiqi killed her lover and her children, but Heihe survived tenaciously.

She is unyielding, and she hates black. Black Chess not only destroyed her feet, but also married her to a blind wolf. After she was raped by the blind wolf, she gave birth to four more children. All the male wolf cubs were killed by Black Chess, leaving only The next female wolf cub is Lan Qin.

In order to keep Hei He, she, Lan He, became Hei Qi's lover and was played by him. For Hei He, she swallowed humiliation, pretended to be well-behaved, pretended to surrender, and gave birth to four more children for Hei Qi. Then Ziyun found out and secretly poisoned her child, while Heiying and Heihua escaped.

If it wasn't Heihe, why did she have to suffer the humiliation of Heihe?

Thinking of this, Lan He became angry again. Her tender hand turned into a ruthless knife and slapped Hei He ruthlessly.

"Why do you want to live?" Forget it, why do you look so like Hei Yi?

"Mother?" Heihe's heart was broken before it could heal.

"Don't scream, you are not worthy. How can you become a king if you are so weak? Only you can become a king!"

Lan He turned around and walked forward, finding the handcuffs and debilitating agent in the lounge by familiar means.

Lan He returned to Hei He, put the cold handcuffs on his hands, picked up the needle and inserted it into his arm.

The cold liquid was injected into his body, and he felt that his strength was losing. He lay weakly on the ground, gasping for air.

"Close the small dark room," Lan He said ruthlessly.

As soon as she finished speaking, they teleported to the small dark room.

"Baby, where are you? What are you doing?" Black Qi sent a message to Lan He.

Black Chess looked at Lan He's position and immediately teleported over.

Most of the light in the small dark room was occupied by an extremely burly werewolf, visually estimated to be 3.5 meters tall, with black hair, golden eyes, and a third resemblance to the black crane.

Black Qi kicked Hei He away, picked up Lan He in the wheelchair, and bit Lan He roughly.

"Did he make you angry again?" Black Qi's majestic voice fell to the ground.

"No," Lan He leaned against him softly, looking at Black Qi with a charming expression and tenderness.

"Why didn't you kill him earlier?", he gave Heihe another kick.

Heihe flew to the wall, and then fell heavily to the ground. He vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and his internal organs were almost kicked out of place.

Heihe can't withstand Black Qi's strength. Black Qi is the wolf king. With S+ strength and the fact that he has been injected with a weakening agent, he is now just an E-level waste.

"I'll leave you to torture, don't you hate Hei Yi?" Lan He chuckled lightly and drew circles on Hei Qi's chest.

"Hate, but I want you more." Black Qi was so happy that he sat on Lan He's wheelchair and held Lan He on his lap.

Hei He clenched his fists tightly and his closed eyelashes trembled fiercely. He hated it so much.

This is his mother, no one can blaspheme her.