Fantasy: The opening pushes the ages

"Pulsive, Zhao Jing, when will you grow up?" Zhao Tianfu said with disappointment in his eyes.

Zhao Jing also didn't care about etiquette.

He raised his head and said, "Grow up, what does it mean to grow up? Does it count as growing up if you send your own daughter out? Does it count as growing up when you watch your own sister being ruined by others without doing anything?"

"If this is what you said about growing up, then I would rather never grow up in this life."

When Zhao Jing finished speaking, he was a little agitated, his face was flushed with anger, and he didn't care that the person in front of him was his father.

These words made Zhao Tianfu speechless.

There was a long silence, and no one dared to speak in the deathly silence.

Zhao Jing was like a little donkey, protecting his younger sister. He raised his head, his eyes were red, and in terms of momentum, he did not lag behind the seasoned Zhao Tianfu.

Zhao Tianfu stared at Zhao Jing for a while, and suddenly realized that he cared less about this child.

In particular, he never thought that this child would be so emotional.

Normally, when this child saw him, it would be good if he didn't tremble and stutter when he spoke, and he could still speak to him aggressively with his head raised like now.

If it wasn't for this move that was related to God's Domain's support, he really wanted to just listen to this kid.

He is also reluctant to send out his flowery and jade-like daughter.

As a father, why doesn't he want his daughter to be happy and happy.

How can it be possible for someone who has been petted since childhood to grow up not to be petted suddenly?
He had found out Wu Ming's virtue a long time ago, so he would rather spend his money, or even empty his family's wealth, to benefit him.

But he didn't expect that Wu Ming was so dissatisfied, he wanted money and people, it was simply a lack of human heart.

In the face of Wu Ming's greed, he had to sacrifice something for the boy who would bicker with him because of his sister in the future, and for the Sihai Pavilion to surpass the Sword God Palace one day and get rid of the title of second child in a thousand years.

After reading this, Zhao Tianfu said silently: "I am doing it for your own good."

Immediately with the big hand, majestic spiritual power swept out.

Then, Zhao Dong'er, who was behind Zhao Jing, felt a blur in front of her eyes, and then she appeared behind Zhao Tianfu inexplicably.

"Zhao Tianfu, how dare you!"

Zhao Jing let out a roar, and the blood in his eyes stood out.

But at this moment, he couldn't move.

The next moment, his vision went dark, and he fell asleep.

"This is the first time you called me by my name, but I'm not angry, on the contrary, I'm happy."

Looking at the child lying on the ground, Zhao Tianfu felt a little uncomfortable.

When she turned to look at Zhao Dong'er, the latter was already pale. Looking at Zhao Tianfu's gaze, her head lowered, and her voice was like a mosquito, saying, "My brother ran into my father because of impatience. For the sake of my brother's young age, I will spare my brother this time."

Seeing his daughter like this, Zhao Tianfu felt extremely sad.

He felt that the relationship between their father and daughter seemed to have become much alienated all of a sudden.

Yuelai Inn
private room
As the evening approached, the sky became more and more gloomy, and there was a gust of gloomy wind outside the house, which made the window lintels rattle.

It's like there's a man-eating beast.

Wu Ming sat next to the window, although the window was closed, the cold wind still came in through the gap, blowing on his forehead, cooling it, as if being pricked with a needle.

After sitting for an unknown amount of time, he slowly got up and moved his stiff limbs, only then did he realize that the time was almost up.

He looked outside the door and saw no one around, so he closed the door.

The private room in Yuelai Inn is very large and spacious, about the size of a courtyard. There are several rooms, and the one he lives in now is the largest one.

"It seems that the Four Seas Pavilion is not trying to find a position as a talker."

Wu Ming grinned and walked to the bed.

The white bed sheet was covered with blood, and some clothes, even the girls' close-fitting clothes were thrown around randomly, especially the one below, which was even more stained with blood.

On the bed, a naked woman was lying tightly.

Pale.

The skin that was as delicate as a child was covered with black and purple marks, and there were a few places where blood had already flowed out.

At this moment, the woman had only her last breath left.

When seeing the woman, Wu Ming showed a bloody smile on his face.

, the woman did not breathe.

On Wu Ming,

He has shown a strong interest in this aspect since he was a child. After he tasted it for the first time when he was a few years old, he could never give up.

Because of his status, there is never a shortage of beauties of all kinds around him, and there is no shortage of beauties to send him to bed.

Especially those who wanted to curry favor with his father found his way, and he would accept as much as he came.

After only a few years, I got tired of playing crookedly and lost all interest in the matter of the bed.

But later, after he thought of a new way to play, he gradually became interested, so that now, 20 years later, he still talks about it and enjoys it.

But the number of women destroyed under his claws is in the tens of thousands.

"Drag away."

After finishing the work, Wu Ming didn't even give a glance, got up and left, and in the hall, there was a steaming bathtub, he lay down comfortably in it, and then two beautiful maids walked in .

The two maids were already familiar with the strangeness, and they wiped the blood on Wu Ming's body without changing their expressions.

But Wu Ming looked at the two maids without any desire, as if he was looking at his relatives.

"Qingluan, Hongluan, is there any movement in Sihai Pavilion?"

Qingluan is a woman who likes blue clothes. She is covered in blue all over her body. She speaks quietly and blushes easily.

Qingluan said softly: "Zhao Tianfu and Zhao Jing had a quarrel, it seems that because of Zhao Donger's matter, I guess I might not be able to come."

After Qingluan finished speaking, she looked at Hongluan, and Hongluan grinned, looking like a heroine.

She bent down to wipe Wu Ming, especially those that were not easy to detect, and said softly: "I think that with Zhao Tianfu's heart, he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal, maybe he is on his way now."

Neither of them obeyed the other.

Then all eyes fell on Wu Ming, who was enjoying himself with his eyes closed, lying comfortably on the tub. Wu Ming opened his eyes, smiled, and said, "Why don't you make a bet?"

"Okay." Qingluan said.

Hongluan smiled and said, "What are you betting on?"

"Just bet..."

Wu Ming thought for a while, and then a bloody grin formed at the corner of his mouth, "After I finish playing, whoever wins, she will belong to him."