Why are you laughing?

Looking at the black-clad man in the cage with some doubt every day;

Fortunately, Lord Pingxi’s godson can be innocent and kind, but he will never say:

Oh, you are so poor that you are actually locked in a cage, let me set you free.

Standing outside the cage every day, I didn't even want to open the cage at all.

After all, his godfather took it back with great pains, and put it in his own home. How could he put it out casually?

"I'm here to ask you why you keep calling me at night so that I... can't sleep well."

Originally, the quality of sleep every day was always very good. After all, there were grievances on the coffin when I was young. Since I could sleep soundly at that time, it made no sense that I would suffer from insomnia when I grew up.

But since the man in the cage was caught by the godfather, he would find himself standing in the yard every night.

That is to say, his physical fitness is good, and the other children ran around in single clothes at night, and he had gone to see the king in the cold.

"I'm here... to find you..."

The magic pill was floating beside Tiantian. He did not speak or yell, but listened quietly. He knew that the next conversation might involve the secret of the Demon King’s prophecy.

But what makes Maumaru puzzled is why this secret, this prophecy, can actually be involved with Tiantian in the end.

"Looking for me? What do you want to do with me? Didn't they bring you food, so you are hungry and call me to give you food?"

Speaking of food,

Suddenly every day seemed a little melancholy,

Two little hands kept poking at each other,

Road:

"After the prince brother came, I haven't eaten Shaqima for a long time."

"Your...hate?"

The black-clad man asked.

"hate?"

I feel a little at a loss every day,

"Hate what?"

"Hate...your destiny...hate...your injustice...hate...your blankness...

You should be full of resentment towards this world...

You should have... longed for...destroy it... with your own hands...destroy it..."

Magic Maru's hands are horizontally in front of him. Generally speaking in this tone, it will inevitably have a "hypnotic" effect. This may be a guidance in words or an exertion of mental power;

But after being on alert, he found that the other party had not exerted the influence of mental power, even though he knew that the man in black armor in front of him had used the ability similar to a blind man when he was in the snowy field.

He seems,

It's really just talking.

"I'm having a good time, so happy, why hate it?"

"What about your dad...?" the black-clad man asked.

"My father is Dayan's Pingxihou. No, I heard Uncle Xiao Yibo call Dad prince. My father should be the king, Dayan's prince."

When he said this, Tian Tian straightened his chest, very proud.

He doesn't understand the specific meaning of "Fenghou" and "Fengwang", but what he knows is that the bigger Dad's officials are, the more Shaqima he can have.

Liu Dahu once said to him that Fengxin City, and many people outside Fengxin City, rely on his father to live their lives. It is his father who allows them to live a good life.

"That person... is your father?"

The doubt on the face of the black-clad man became more serious.

"Yeah, my dad, my dad is kind to me."

Yao Zizhan, who had been in contact with Lord Pingxi, once explained his impression of Lord Pingxi in a memorial to Qian Guo’s official family.

One of them,

This person is cold by nature.

Coolness means selfishness, even higher than selfishness, being indifferent to most people and things in the world.

There are not many people who can get the dedication of King Pingxi;

Lao Tian counts as one, but Lao Tian is too top, and he does not need King Pingxi to pay anything;

The other one is Tian Tian.

He was a man in his two lives, and he became a father for the first time, even if he was a godfather.

Sometimes, King Pingxi himself would be puzzled. The blind taught every day that "Dragon Chair is the best Shaqima flavor in the world". Does he want to bury Laotian or brainwash himself?

Blind people do things, anyway, it is the old millecake.

But this also shows that King Pingxi is really good for Tiantian.

He often fights, and it takes months or even half a year to go to war, but this is not a big deal. Ordinary parents are busy with their livelihoods, and where there is leisure time to accompany their children every day, by comparison, the king of Pingxi will stay home immediately after the war. The time spent with children is no less than that of ordinary parents.

"No... he is not your father... your father is not him..."

Tilted his head every day,

Road:

"Daddy?"

"Your father... is dead..."

"No, he is not dead. Dad said that my own father went to the West to find the way for us. When I grow up, Dad will take me to find him;

Dad said,

My father will buy a big estate there, where there will be people who can breathe fire, people who can spray water, and long ears who can sing;

and also,

Can't finish Shaqima like a hill. "

"he died……"

"No, Dad won't lie to me, my dear father, he's not dead."

The magic pill on the side,

Fingertips quivered slightly, he was thinking.

Although Magic Maru has always been extremely emotional on weekdays, how can a child who has been able to ligate his father ghostly for several years without a sound?

"How could he not die... he is dead..." the black armored man nearly roared.

"Not dead, still alive!"

I was angry every day and shouted.

"Where are you... mother..."

"My aunt will knit for me, my second mother will teach me to draw, make me snacks, and the third mother will sing to me. They are all kind to me."

"Your mother...dead..."

Silent every day.

My mother is indeed dead.

At this time,

When the Juggernaut's wife gave birth to a child, the words of the sword maid began to appear in Tiantian's mind.

Every day, he lowered his head and looked at his stomach.

I cut my belly... My mother.

Pain... Pain...

Mother...

Maybe Zheng Fan is not here, maybe, in this environment, in this atmosphere, emotions are more likely to get out of control;

After all, he is only a child, a child, if he could control his emotions without flaws, it would be too enchanting and unrealistic.

In Tiantian's eye sockets, there was beginning to glitter.

Maumaru turned his head and looked at it. He was a little confused. The white and fat child he took care of, seemed to have never lost silver beans. He could only laugh, be sensible, and be well-behaved, even very early. I have long learned what is meant by... considerate.

"Your mother...dead..."

The black-clad man continued.

Magic Maru roared suddenly and snarled at the guy in the cage.

you,

shut up!

The black-clad man seemed to see some kind of hope, and immediately said hurriedly:

"Do you want to avenge your mother..."

Hear this,

Every day, I sniffed and wiped the corners of my eyes.

Road:

"Father said that he had already avenged my relatives. The prime minister of Dayan was the murderer of my relatives. Dad said that he killed the prime minister on the street.

Dad also said,

Wait for a while,

When the limelight passes,

He would let a few uncles, lead people, to destroy the prime minister's family... "

Speaking of which,

Every day I break my tears into a smile,

Road:

"I said don't have to, because their family should have children too, maybe they like to eat Shaqimali too."

"..." The black armored man.

Magic Maru stopped roaring, because Tian Tian hadn't been immersed in a certain emotion all the time;

It was also because Maomaru had already thought of a possibility.

The black-clad man is frozen in the snowfield. His awakening is intermittent. Moreover, his identity is very long, but he is talking about some things that have happened in the past few years, and these things are all in his "memory." And in "as it should be."

Reality is reality, and his conjectures are conjectures.

But what if the conjecture should be true?

and so,

Is it reality, has been changed?

The black man nearly roared:

"How could it be...your father should be dead...your mother should be dead...you should be displaced...you should be used...you should be abandoned...you should be tortured...

You should have hate...you should have grudges...

Why you……

Why did you become like this..."

Looking at the black-clad man every day, his face showed a little disgust,

Road:

"You are so strange."

The black-clad man fell into a kind of incredible and self-contradictory, he began to struggle frantically, hitting the restraints on his body.

but,

it is a pity,

On Guan Ren,

On how to prevent the imprisoned person from escaping and causing trouble to himself, there will be no such **** drama that criminals escape,

Lord Pingxi and his demon kings, it can be said that they are extremely dedicated and dedicated to absolute professionalism.

The **** is very deep, this is not used to lock people, it is more than enough to lock the beast, no matter how the black armored man struggles or hits, he can't get the slightest extra freedom. It really won't give you the slightest chance. .

The black-clad man roared:

"Here...where is..."

Facing the black-armored man in this almost crazy state, Tian Tian stepped back with some fear, and Sha Tuo Queshi stepped forward and blocked him.

The black-clad man roared:

"No...no... why are you so young... why are you so young..."

"I... why did I wake up... why did I wake up from the ice... why did I... wake up early..."

At last,

The black-clad man roared hysterically:

"Why am I here... why am I here...

Where's the king of the saint...

The king who leads the revival of the saints...under the guidance of the stars...he should be in front of me...serving me..."

...

From the dungeon~lightnovelpub.net~ from Houfu, far from Fengxin City, far, far away, already out of Jindi, on a city wall with a double-headed eagle flag and a black dragon flag in the territory of Chu, and is patrolling Gou Moli, the former savage king of the fortifications and the morale of the defenders,

There were three sneezes in a row.

"Ahee! Ahee! Ahee!"

Gou Moli wiped his nose.

Confidently laughed and scolded:

"Hey, is it possible that the princess is thinking of Lao Tzu?"