Red hair is not a good person

, I was struck by lightning, and my whole body was instantly petrified.Then he was carried to the top of the tallest tower in the palace by three maids practicing Hongba in the shape of a mummy.

Lian Hongba waved his hand very happily, indicating that it can start. At this time, your uncle doesn't care about the skin, does he?The loyal subordinates who received the instructions from the boss happily fixed the rope, and then an air magic blasted me out.

"Ah~~~~~Ah~~~~~~Ah~~~~~~~~"

That day, the whole palace was shrouded in a strange howling of wolves, and spent the whole afternoon just like that...

"Ouch—" I was holding a big bucket, and I vomited a few times from time to time, my stomach acid was about to vomit.

"How is it? Is it fun?" Lian Hongba sat on the soft sofa and looked at me with his legs crossed.

I kept spitting, and wiped my mouth after spitting, and continued to spitting after wiping my mouth, back and forth several times.

"Hey, you are talking." Uninterested in my reaction, Lian Hongba stood up and approached me, meeting my eyes shining with tears, Lian Hongba was taken aback.

He has touched my bottom line by doing so.There is a reason why I am afraid of heights. I once had the experience of falling from a height. I was caught by my father's magic at the critical moment so that I would not fall to my death. Since then, I have been very afraid of heights.

I held the bucket in my arms and continued to vomit profusely. I vomited for a long time, and it was extremely uncomfortable.Whenever I thought I could stop vomiting, there would be a whistling wind in my ears, and I would start vomiting again regardless.

What can I do in this situation?He is a prince, notoriously sick, just like his mother.As for my status, I'm just the daughter of a courtier, so I don't have any status.I can't fight against my dad, but my dad is the king of a country. No matter how awesome my dad is, he is not as awesome as his dad.

As a result, Lian Hongba didn't say anything after that, and he didn't even look at me when I left.

After returning home, my father stared at my exhausted face for a long time, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was higher than usual.

"Father, are you taking pleasure in other's misfortune?" I picked up the sharp weapon expressionlessly, and with a flash of the knife, I raised the knife and chopped vegetables fiercely!

Father (squinting and smiling): "Illusion."

I continued to chop vegetables silently.

When it was time to eat, my father took a bite of the leeks I made and said leisurely, "Is salt very cheap recently?"

I squinted at him, what do you mean?

"too salty."

I nodded knowingly: "Go ahead and eat."

Father: "..." Do you really understand? ! !

For my absent-mindedness, my father, who is extremely patient, finally failed after being knocked on his teeth by a small stone in the meal for the third time.

"I'm full." He put down the bowl with half of the meal left, and walked out calmly, but he was clenched tightly, and his slightly trembling fists betrayed him, and he was actually not calm anymore.

I shook my head helplessly, my concentration was really poor, and then I picked up the chopsticks to pick up the rice. With a "crack" sound, a small stone was bitten...

unlucky!Really bad!I don't play anymore!He threw down his job bowl angrily, ran to the kitchen and opened the cupboard. The bowl that was supposed to be full of meat was now empty, with a piece of paper next to it.

I took out the paper, and the handwriting on it was clear and vigorous, it was my father's handwriting.There are only six words written on the paper - "To be a human being, one must be able to share".

A crossroad suddenly appeared on my forehead, I threw the paper to the ground forcefully, stomped on it a few times, and resigned myself to my fate and went back to my room.I tossed and turned at night and couldn’t fall asleep, my stomach kept growling, I would have been more serious when I knew I was cooking...

(This story tells us—cherish life and be black-bellied! Thank you Lu Honglian for setting an example for us! Bow!)

The author has something to say: I originally agreed to post it last night, but last night my computer crashed half dead, and I was so annoyed.In addition, there is no inspiration, so I wrote 2000 chapters. Let's take a look at this chapter.

6 night

There is a very cool person in my family, invulnerable, his palms are still a little thick, and he taught me to walk... Hey, I went to the wrong set, this is not "Where Are We Going, Dad".

About the father, I don't know if he is cool or not.However, when he goes to the street, female creatures ranging from three years old to 80 years old will point at him, and they will turn red when they look at him.

Regarding the father, he is an ordinary person, not a superman who cannot save the world.Well... what is Superman?That's not the point!This is not enough to hinder the strength of the father.His magic is powerful, his talent is brilliant, and his status is embarrassing.Have you ever seen an official who dared to beat the prince to death but had only a little salary?Father is.

Regarding his father, his hands were not thick at all, with well-defined knuckles and slender fingers, which were still very white.His hands are warm throughout the year. I liked holding my father's hand very much when I was young.

But walking was taught by my mother.Although my father was patient, he seemed to have trouble teaching me to walk.I heard from my mother that my father had bought famous books such as "Two or Three Things My Child and I Have to Tell", "A Man Who Successfully Taught Children", and "How Dad Was Made" in order to teach me to walk.

It is such a father who has been the goal of my efforts since I was a child.Become stronger and become a father's pride!There is only one thought in my head, and it has never changed.

Then, today, I pushed open that door and went in as usual.However, the occupant of the room lying on the bed seems to have run out of oil and lamps.Her father was sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking her hair tenderly.

"Guren?" he said, "It's time."

"Bang!" The door slammed shut behind him!

My eyes widened, I swallowed my saliva, and my clenched hands couldn't help shaking.

My father bent down and pressed a kiss on her forehead, wrapped the quilt for her, stood up and looked at me.His eyes were open, there was no smile on his face, and he looked at me indifferently.What was reflected in his pupils was me full of fear.

"Then, we can begin."

Move, move!my feet! ! !It was completely different from the past, that kind of murderous intent was real, and he was serious!i will die...

"Oh!" A firm blow was taken in the stomach, and the whole person hit the door behind him, slipped slowly, and collapsed on the ground.

"Cough cough, cough cough." There was a sweetness in the throat, and a scarlet viscous liquid was coughed up.

Looking at the blood on the ground, I couldn't help feeling that it looked like a squashed tomato, so disgusting!

Then during this time, I was pinned to the ground again by a pressure from above.When his face was facing the cold ground, he was secretly glad that he didn't press down on the blood-stained ground.

The father's voice came from above: "It's so disappointing, Guren. You still can't use what I taught you. We are not practicing now, but actual combat. If you don't resist, you will die."

I don't want to die yet, I want to live!I raised my head abruptly, supported the ground with one hand, and swept my legs against his feet.

"It's too slow." My father jumped up and easily dodged it, then kicked me in the stomach again.My body hit the ground fiercely, and I quickly got up again, wiping the blood that flowed from my mouth.

"You can't go on like this, you are still too weak. This is the last lesson I will teach you, learn it well." Father took out a silver staff inlaid with rubies, "Guren, you can see rufu It's because you have strong magical powers. Do you know why I don't teach you magic? Because I don't want you to be like me."

The golden rufu gathered at the ruby ​​of the staff, more and more, more and more powerful.

"This is..." I suddenly remembered the history of the Lu family recorded in the book I found that time: on the day the city was massacred, the city was suddenly surrounded by a golden light, and then Calm returned soon.

Father continued to say with a blank face: "That's right. That day, the day when the city was massacred. In order to resist foreign enemies, I used magic, but the magic went berserk and it was out of control. If you say this, the powerful secret of the Lu family is you You should have guessed it."

I trembled and lowered my head, kneeling on the ground with my legs limp.

My father knelt down and leaned into my ear and whispered: "It's inheritance, one person has the magic power of two people. This kind of thing is not allowed, so until now no one has successfully synthesized the magic power of two people." Either the body exploded due to the inability to withstand the magic power, or the magic power went berserk due to the inability to control the magic power."

My father reached out and rubbed my hair. This is his habitual action. I always feel very relieved...Reassuring ghost!How can I do what my father can't do!Exploded and died... Ugh!Disgusting just thinking about it!

"It's started, Guren. You will survive, don't you want to become stronger, then try to integrate my magic power. Do things that I can't do." He held my face, as usual Smiled at me the same way, "I'm sorry, I'm an incompetent father. Guren, you are my pride."······

When I woke up, I saw the familiar ceiling.Sitting up from the bed, he looked around.Yes, it's my room, but how did I get back?

With a "squeak", the door opened.A man with disheveled hair and some freckles came in.He held a bowl in his hand, which contained... eh?What's in the bowl?What is that dark mass?

"Oh! You're awake!" Seeing me sitting on the bed, the man didn't seem surprised at all.