Devil’s Advent

Why, are you laughing?

Tiantian looked at the man in the black armor in the cage with some doubts;

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

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

Tiantian just stood outside the cage, without the slightest intention to open the cage.

After all, it was his godfather who worked so hard to catch it back, and if he put it in his home, it was his own, how could he let 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 has always been very good. After all, since I was a child, I slept in a coffin accompanied by resentful souls. Since I could sleep soundly at that time, it didn't make sense that I would still suffer from insomnia when I grew up.

But since the one in the cage was caught by the godfather, he would find himself standing in the yard every night every now and then.

That is to say, he has a good physical fitness, so if other children are running around in unlined clothes at night, it would be too cold to see Hades.

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

The magic pill floated next to Tiantian, he didn't speak or yell, but just listened quietly, he knew that the next conversation might involve the secret about the demon king's prophecy.

But what makes Mo Wan puzzled is why this secret, this prophecy, can be involved with Tian Tian in the end.

Looking for me? Why are you looking for me? Dad, didn't they bring you food, so you are hungry, and you called me to bring you food?

Speaking of food,

Every day suddenly seems a little melancholy,

The two little hands kept poking at each other,

road:

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

Where's your...hate?

The man in black armor asked.

hatred?

I'm a little dazed every day,

Hate what?

Hate... your fate... hate... your injustice... hate... your ignorance...

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

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

Mowan's hands are in front of his body. Generally, when speaking in this tone, it will inevitably have a hypnotic effect. Here it may be the guidance of speaking skills, or it may be the application of spiritual power;

But after the magic pill was alerted, it was found that the other party had not exerted the influence of mental power, even though the magic pill clearly knew that the black armored man in front of him had used the ability similar to a blind man when he was in the snow field.

he seems,

Really just talking.

I live a happy life, why should I hate?

Where's your father...? the man in black armor asked.

My father is Marquis Pingxi of Dayan, no, I heard Uncle Xiao Yibo call Dad a prince, my father should be crowned king, the prince of Dayan.

When he said this, Tian Tian puffed out his small chest, very proud.

He didn't understand the specific meaning of Feng Hou and Feng Wang, but what he knew was that the bigger his father's official position was, the more Shaqima he could have.

Liu Dahu once told him that many, many people in Fengxin City and outside Fengxin City depended on their father for their lives, and it was his father who made them live a good life.

That person... is your father?

The doubt on the face of the man in black armor was even more serious.

Yes, my father, my father is very kind to me.

Yao Zizhan, who had been in contact with the Prince of Pingxi, once expounded his impression of the Prince of Pingxi in his memorial to the officials of the Qian State,

one of them,

This person has a cold nature.

Being cool means being selfish, or even higher than selfishness, being indifferent to most people and things in the world.

There are not many people who can win King Pingxi's dedication;

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

Another one is every day.

Being human in two lives, it is the first time for me to be a father, even if it is a godfather.

Sometimes, Pingxi Wang himself would wonder, if the blind man taught Tiantian that Dragon Chair is the best taste of Shaqima in the world, is he trying to bury Laotian, or is he trying to brainwash himself?

Blind people do things, anyway, they are old mille-feuilles.

But it also shows that King Pingxi is really kind to Tiantian.

They often go to war, and it takes a few months or even half a year to go to war, but this is actually not a big deal. Ordinary parents are busy with their livelihoods, so they don't have time to spend with their children every day. In comparison, Prince Pingxi immediately stays at home 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...

Tilting my head every day,

road:

Dad?

Your dear father...is dead...

No, he's 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 build the next big manor there, where there are people who can breathe fire, people who can spray water, and people who can sing with long ears;

besides,

I can't finish eating the small hills of Shaqima.

he died……

No, father won't lie to me, my dear father is not dead.

The magic pill on the side,

His fingertips trembled slightly, he was thinking.

Although Magic Pill has always been extremely emotional on weekdays, how can a child who can quietly sterilize his father's ghost for several years, be unconscious?

How could he not be dead...he is dead... the man in the black armor almost growled.

Not dead, still alive!

Tiantian got angry and yelled.

You... Mother...

My aunt will weave clothes for me, my second mother will teach me how to draw and make snacks for me, and my third mother will sing to me. They all treat me very well.

Your mother... is dead...

It was silent every day.

Mother, she is indeed dead.

At this time,

When the sword master's wife gave birth to a child, the words of the sword maid began to surface in Tian Tian's mind.

He lowered his head every day and looked at his stomach.

Cut open the belly... my mother.

pain... pain...

mother...

Perhaps Zheng Fan is not here, or perhaps, in this environment, in this atmosphere, it is easier to lose control of emotions;

After all, he is still just a child, a child, if he can control his emotions flawlessly, it would be too monstrous and too unrealistic.

In Tian Tian's eye sockets, crystals began to flicker.

Mowan turned his head and looked over, he was a little dazed, this white and fat child whom he took care of since he was a child, seemed to have never dropped a silver bean, he could only laugh, only be sensible, only be well-behaved, even, very early I have learned a long time ago what it means to be... considerate.

Your mother... is dead...

The man in black armor continued.

The magic pill roared violently, roaring at the guy in the cage,

you,

shut up!

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

Do you want to take revenge for your mother...

hear this,

Immediately sniffed every day, reached out and wiped the corners of his eyes,

road:

Father said that he had already avenged my mother. The Prime Minister of Dayan was the murderer of my mother. Father said that he killed that prime minister on the street.

Dad also said,

wait a while,

When the storm passes,

He will let a few uncles, with people, go to the prime minister's family... to exterminate the whole family.

Speaking of which,

Every day we burst into laughter,

road:

I said no, because there should be children in their family, and they might also like to eat Shaqi Mali.

... The man in black armor.

The magic pill no longer roared, because Tian Tian was not immersed in a certain emotion all the time;

It was also because Magic Pill had already thought of a possibility.

The man in black armor was frozen in the snow field, his waking up was intermittent, and his identity was long ago, but he was talking about some things that happened in the past few years, and these things are all in his memory And in as it should be.

Reality is reality, his imagination is imagination.

But what if the conjecture should have been true?

so,

Is reality, changed?

The man in black armor almost roared:

How is it possible...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 hatred... you should have resentment...

Why you……

Why did you become like this...

Looking at the man in black armor every day, there was a look of disgust on his face,

road:

You are so strange.

The man in the black armor fell into a kind of inconceivable and self-contradictory, he began to struggle crazily, hitting the restraints on his body.

but,

it is a pity,

about people,

No matter how to prevent the imprisoned person from escaping to cause trouble for himself, and avoid the bloody drama of criminals escaping,

Prince Pingxi and the demon kings under his command can be said to be extremely dedicated and devoted to absolute professionalism.

The shackles are very deep. It is not used to imprison people. It is more than enough to imprison beasts. No matter how the black-armored man struggles and hits him, he will not be able to gain any extra freedom. He really will not give you the slightest chance .

The man in black armor shouted:

Here...where is it...

Facing this man in black armor who was almost insane, Tian Tian took a few steps back in fear, Sha Tuo Que Shi stepped forward and stood in front of him.

The man in black armor shouted:

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 man in black armor roared hysterically:

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

Where is the king of the holy clan...

Where is the king who led the revival of the saint clan... under the guidance of the stars...he should be in front of me...serving me...

...

It is far, far away from the dungeon, the Hou's Mansion, and Fengxin City. It is already out of Jindi. On a city wall with double-headed eagle flags and black dragon flags in the territory of Chu State, they are inspecting the city defense fortifications and the morale of the defenders. The former savage Wang Gou Moli,

He sneezed three times in a row.

Ah Choo! Ah Choo! Ah Choo!

Gou Moli wiped his nose,

He laughed and scolded himself:

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