Chapter 1887： ruthless

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The sword light flashed, and the little lion fell into a pool of blood.

"You don't need to have feelings."

The emperor took the sword and his eyes were as ruthless as the blade.

There was a chill in the soles of the emperor.

Rao is the attitude of an adult, but when he sees the imperialism, he does not have a chill in his heart.

In the brain, some memories continue to recover.

That is the memory of the demon ancestors in childhood.

In his memory, there are indeed similar situations.

That time, it was the same as the autumn harvest, but it was slightly different from this one.

The emperor married a little lion.

He liked the little lion very much, and took the emperor for three months. He even gave up a very poor part of the food to the little lion.

But on the day of three months, when the emperor came out to look for food, he found that the little lion fell into a pool of blood.

The emperor died of the little lion.

He also looked at him with such a look as he was today, and spit out the sentence coldly.

What kind of father is this, actually making such a move in front of his own children.

Emperor's childhood was spent in a similar situation.

As long as he has something he likes, even if he only shows the slightest affection, the emperor will destroy it.

For a long time, the emperor became more and more restrained, and he did not easily express his emotions and sorrows.

If you have met a family of nine or nine, I am afraid that the emperor has completely become cold and bloodless.

The emperor looked at the emperor, as if he was waiting for him to cry.

This is a three-year-old child who should have a reaction at this moment.

The little lion in the pool of blood, the dark eyes of the eyes, covered with a layer of water mist, sent a mourning sound.

The emperor walked to the pool of blood, raised a stone and smashed it down.

The little lion is no longer in silence.

The emperor’s eyes changed slightly, and the emperor looked at his gaze.

When the two looked at each other, the momentum was quite similar.

This child has changed.

"Emperor, where are you going, the patriarch is looking for you."

Standing up, I saw the father and son.

He patted the emperor's shoulder and saw the little emperor like a skinny monkey, standing alone.

Is this the emperor's child?

In the impression, this child has always been very inconspicuous.

But today it looks a little different.

"You are an emperor, and the family is celebrating the celebration. Come and join us."

The emperor looked at the imperial concubine indifferently and dropped a word.

"He doesn't have to go."

Standing and touching his head, he still didn't mean to disobey the emperor, and left with the emperor.

When I got to halfway, I determined that the little guy didn't keep up.

Li Li said.

"Emperor, you are too harsh on the child. He is your only child. Even if his mother is sorry for you, you can't anger the adult's fault on him. You will only let your father and son The feelings of the two are getting more and more alienated."

"Emotional things, he doesn't need it."

The emperor threw a word in the cold.

Standing and shaking his head, I looked again.

He and the emperor were friends since childhood, and the former emperor was not like this.

Since that year, he left the tribe, went to experience, returned a few years later, brought back the little emperor who was still in the hustle, and he changed himself.

He does not mention who the child's mother is, and the indifference to the child is almost unrequited.

Wu Jiu privately recognized that the child's mother must be a different ethnic group, and to see the appearance of the emperor, his mother is likely to be a human.

For a while, the little emperor was thrown into the sheepfold and almost starved to death.

The wife who lost her arrogance, Wang Qing, passed by the sheepfold and heard the change. She took the child out and fed it for a few months, only to fear that the child would have died long ago.

It is speculated that the emperor must have encountered something during his practice.

It is very likely that the emperor's mother-in-law abandoned the emperor and the newborn child, and the emperor lost the normal.

At that time, Wang Qing wanted to adopt the emperor. After all, there was only one ninth in the knee, but it was rejected by the emperor.

After that, Li Li did not see the emperor, but Li Li always knew that his wife, Qing Qing, and his son, Xiao Yujiu, had secretly communicated with the emperor.

I met the emperor again today, and I was just watching the child.

I found that the child's bones are excellent, and a pair of scorpions are cold and stunned, not a pool.

Perhaps, it is time to teach the emperor some magic.

However, this matter must be accompanied by the emperor.

Standing in the middle of my heart, I decided to go back and discuss with my wife.

The emperor stood in the distance until the body of the little lion was completely cooled.

His heart also cooled a little bit, and he squatted and slashed his hand, trying to bury the little lion.

The dark tweezers have been echoing in his mind.

"Dragon, are you doing?"

Behind him, a childish voice.

Xiao Yuji ran over.

Xiaoyanji, who is less than four years old, is already a very young boy. He is well-dressed and has a warm smile on his face.

When I saw the unformed grave, Xiao Xiaoji also smashed.

He glanced at the Emperor's hand, full of dirt, and some small wounds.

He frowned and picked up his sleeves.

"I'll help you."

Said, Xiao Xiaojiu learned the emperor, the soil with one hand and one hand, until his clean clothes, buy mud.

The cold heart of the emperor is slightly warm.

After the two men buried the little lion, Xiao Yanji squinted his head and looked at the scars left behind by the bullies on the arms and feet of the Emperor's face.

Xiao Yujiu’s fists tightened tightly and asked with anger.

"Emperor, is there anyone who bullies you, tell me, I am going to teach... No, I will let you help you teach them."

"The lesson is once, only once. You can learn Wu with me."

The emperor suddenly said.

Yu Jiu thought about it. Ming Ming was a few months younger than him, but he thought that the Emperor said it was very reasonable.

"You go home with me, I will ask me to teach us."

"it is good."

The emperor nodded.

Xiao Yujiu was somewhat flattered. This is the first time the emperor has promised him.

In the past, every time he mentioned going home with him, the emperor was categorically rejected.

We went there, and I learned how my old lady looked at the shoulders of the emperor, two small figures, striding forward under the gray sky.

Since that day, after the acquaintance promised to teach the emperor and the martial arts, the emperor will not be separated from the 阎 形.

The days go by.

The Emperor was initially anxious and always worried about washing his wife.

But he also knows very well that he is now in the Peach Blossoms, but he has not found a way to break the line.

He forced himself to calm down and adapt to the childhood life that was missing in his memory, hoping to find a way to crack it.

~ Only one chapter in the early morning, don't wait. Dafu’s business trip late at night, his brain is paste-like, and he will catch up with the car during the day and arrive at home in the evening. The remaining six thousand words will be filled up. In the middle of the month, everyone has a new free monthly ticket.