Brother, do you know me?

"Don't leave me...please...don't leave me again...I waited so hard for you...Dad...I miss you so much..."

"Dad, you are so pretty."

"Father, please give me a name."

"Father, Ansu, Zhang Ansu...is that my name?"

"Father...it's so beautiful here...wouldn't it be a bliss if I could stay here forever."

"Daddy is the most beautiful and beautiful person in the Three Realms!"

"Father, you are the best and greatest father in the world. If there is an afterlife, I would rather suffer a thousand years of suffering to meet you."

"Father, leave me to them."

"Where the yin soldiers are going, Shahua leads the way, where the Yellow Spring flows is covered with weak water, calling the wind and calling the rain, omnipotent, Zhang Yan, the emperor of the prison world, a wise king through the ages, the world is shocked, and the three worlds are moved."

"Father—don't—! Stop—you stop—! God's punishment can't be opened——!!! I'll go with them—! Don't do this again—!"

"Father...was that person helping us just now?"

"If you touch him, I will overturn the Three Realms."

"I, Zhang Ansu, was fortunate in this life to be the son recognized by my parents. I have never given up on this kindness. Even if I am a cow or a horse in the next life, it will not be enough to repay me."

"father……"

The cloudy wind rises, the yellow spring falls, and the sand on the other side fills the ground.The overwhelmingly gorgeous petals fell one after another, covering the weak water and burying the remnant soul.The remnant devilish whizzing past still screamed in the heaven and earth, and echoed in the prison world. Listening carefully, it was actually tainted with a bit of sadness.

One drop, two drops, a little bit of rain suddenly floated in the prison world that hadn't rained for thousands of years.Everyone couldn't help looking up at the sky. The sky in Molan was as quiet as ever. Some people couldn't help but reach out and scoop up a handful of rainwater. When they looked carefully, they realized that the colorful colors were actually as red as blood.

The Southern Ghost Emperor was stunned for a while, but finally let go of the Prison Emperor's hand.The Prison Emperor sat on the spot for a while, seemingly unable to notice any changes in his body. After a long time, he staggered up.The wound attached to his body opened again due to the reckless action, and the damaged immortal body hurt the lungs, forcing the corners of his mouth to overflow bloodshot uncontrollably.Everyone can see the pain of the prison emperor, but only the prison emperor cannot feel his own brokenness.

One step, two steps, but only a short hundred meters, but the Prison Emperor seemed to have walked for a thousand years.One step at a time, one step at a time, and one step at a time, when he saw that person, the prison emperor felt that he had passed a thousand years, so lonely and helpless, as if he was still looking forward to his death in the Yintian Palace.

So cold.

The Prison Emperor stretched out his hand, and slowly picked up the devil who had closed his eyes. He opened his mouth to say something, babbled for a long time, and finally pursed his lips helplessly.He hugged the devil, and the pain in his heart made him want to tighten the strength of his arms, but he had to carefully maintain the strength of his arms, so delicate, it seemed that he was afraid of hurting the devil.

The kid has suffered enough, don't hurt him anymore.

The Prison Emperor slowly leaned down/body, hesitated for a while, and finally pressed his face to the devil. The coldness of the touch made him tremble all over, and the coldness without body temperature penetrated into the heart from the place where the skin met. , It makes people feel chills from the bottom of my heart and throbbing pain.

The heavy rain poured down all over the sky, and the water droplets that rose from the ground burst into bloody flowers one by one. In the distance, the ghost emperor Yan Luo stood in the ghost road, but they were all silent, as if time was frozen at that moment.

There are many ways to express pain. Some people choose to roar to the sky to release their resentment, some choose to hold up a long sword and kill the world, and some choose to deceive their hearts and transform their past. Sorrow, without all the emotions that should be visible, there is only a silence, as if everything is empty in the eyes.

The heart is so empty, but it is still bleeding slowly.

The Prison Emperor tightly closed his eyes, and buried his face in front of the devil's chest with a face that couldn't see clearly, so hard but cautiously helpless, as if he was still making his last effort.The person in front of him has not yet left, and the seven souls have not yet drifted away. After a while, the child will wake up smiling again, with a mischievous smile on his face, a little smugness in his eyes, and one mouth. Sweetly calling out a word of daddy, then stretched out her little hand to hold herself tightly, and said to him, daddy, I believe in you, daddy...

The blood rain mixed with purple-black resentment washed down, and the rain wiped away the dark blood on the corner of the devil's mouth. He had a pale face, his smiling golden eyes were quietly closed, his lips were pale, and his limbs were cold, like a city that had lost emotion. ice sculptures.

The Prison Emperor tightly hugged the devil, and the sobs in his mouth were choked in his throat. Such sadness and pain, but there was no channel to vent.

He hasn't died yet, An'er hasn't left yet, he will wake up later, he promised An'er to take him to the world to play, this child has remembered these things since he was a child, he must be reluctant to leave like this, yes, he must reluctant.

Blood overflowed from the corner of Prison Emperor's lips. He clenched his lips tightly like masochistic, his nose was sore, and the corners of his eyes were swollen and painful.

The prison emperor never cries.

Never.

The icy rain eroded everything about the Prison Emperor over and over again. He looked up at the sky, except for the bone-chilling cold all over his body, he couldn't feel any other pain.The lips that were originally stained with blood were now slightly bruised and sickly, Zeng Ruyu's skin was now pale, and the opened wound was hideously bloody and fleshy, it was terrifying.

Suddenly, the Prison Emperor felt a sudden heat on his face, he was stunned for a while, as if he suddenly realized something, he tapped the unknown drop of water with his hands in a panic.

is hot.

The Prison Emperor froze in disbelief, the water droplets from the corners of his eyes were still flowing down unstoppably, slid across his face, walked over his neck, mixed with the overwhelming cold rain, scattered into the ground and disappeared.

The Prison Emperor lifted the devil up and carefully traced his appearance with his fingers. For some reason, the corners of his originally stiff mouth slowly evoked an exceptionally quiet smile.

It seemed that as long as he saw this child, he couldn't stop laughing.

He wants to give him the best, and wants him to see only his best side forever. He still has many treasures that he has not shown him, and many, many promises that have not been fulfilled. He has never been a man who breaks his promise The person who loves you, but never thought that one day, he would live up to a person who is in his heart.

An'er, do you know that although I retain the emotions and desires that an emperor shouldn't have, I have never experienced life and death in the world. He knows that he will laugh, be angry, and be sad, but he has never known that he I will cry one day.

He is the emperor of the prison world, he wants to shoulder the responsibility of the prison world, he...

But now, he is just an ordinary father.

But, a father who lost his beloved son.

The Prison Emperor laughed, tears broke free from the corners of his eyes, slid down his cheeks, and washed into the soil along with the rain of blood, burying all the emotions that should be and shouldn't be.

It turned out that crying was actually this feeling, the grief in my heart could not be vented, so it all turned into tears and fell down.The corners of the eyes are swollen and painful, the tip of the nose is sore, but the curved corners of the face are still calm.He thought that crying would make him feel better. The prison emperor who never faced life and death didn't know the temperature of crying, let alone what the tears represented, but he didn't really understand until today that crying wouldn't make him feel better. Better than half a point, the despair he thought was still in his heart, the root of the pain was still rooted here, and what he shed tears was not only what he once had, but also the extravagant hope he couldn't grasp.

It turns out that tears represent extreme despair, extreme pain, and extreme grief.

The Prison Emperor hugged the devil, with a blank expression on his face, the last fire in his red eyes dissipated, and he couldn't ignite any more warmth.Somehow, even though he was still crying, he couldn't help laughing.

What is he?Is it the omnipotent emperor of the prison world, or the legendary big man who turns his hands into clouds and turns his hands into rain?

The prison emperor couldn't help laughing.

He is nothing.

He exhausted his mind and struggled with his last desire to see his brother off, but he didn't know that he had already pulled out his seven emotions and turned into a heavenly emperor he didn't know.Before he could react, he lost his beloved elder brother; he defended it to the death, risking his life as an enemy of the heavens to hide the felon. He thought he could protect Chaoyang, but he still couldn't prevent him from entering reincarnation .At that time, he was so high-spirited that he thought he was omnipotent, but in the blink of an eye he lost the only true friend in the Three Realms.

But this time, he experienced all the losses, stuck for 1000 years, gave up his fairy body and lost his dignity, and tried everything he should and shouldn't do.He was desperate, he struggled and roared, he used everything, but the fate remained the same, he still failed to catch the last person who could be kept.

An Su became obsessed, and she had no choice but to fall in love.He had to do this due to fate, but he was not tolerated by the Three Realms; he did nothing wrong in his life, but he still did not end well.

This is the so-called way of heaven?

The Prison Emperor couldn't help laughing loudly, he held his head high, and smiled with tears in his eyes, so presumptuous, he didn't care about the expressions of others.In his arm is an empty shell that has lost his soul, and what he sees in his vision is a distorted blood red, and the pouring rain of blood pours down, as if to destroy the madness of the Three Realms.

If this is the way of heaven, then he will destroy it!If this is fate, then he will turn things around!He was so powerful and yet he still lost everything.That being the case, why does he still want to be the emperor of this Laoshizi prison world? !

Obsessed?

Why not become a demon?

The Prison Emperor suddenly stopped smiling, and the once-extinguished flame in the depths of his red eyes ignited again, and the purple light revealed the terrifying world at the other end, where the evil like will-o'-the-wisp hides here, ready to go, waiting for the lost Get everything back before you can let it go.

Heavenly Lingxiao Palace.

Emperor Fengdu looked at the sky worriedly. In the far north, the Emperor Star flickered, deviated from its orbit, and the dark purple-black mist enveloped the original grand red light.Seeing this, the Emperor of Heaven couldn't help standing up with the support of the emperor's seat. His expression remained unchanged, his indifferent eyes were deserted, but deep in his eyes, there was a little bit of unconcealable emotion.

"Emperor Heaven, do you want to continue?" Emperor Fengdu hesitated for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't help but look back at Emperor Heaven.He carefully dragged the Heavenly Emperor's Yuanzhu in his hand, his brows were full of embarrassing anxiety.

The Emperor of Heaven closed his eyes and said nothing, but acquiesced in everything in his expression.

Emperor Fengdu sighed, said a word of offense in a soft voice, and then looked into the eyes of the extreme north, and the little anxiety faded away.

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1. The update will resume from today, every two days, and the post will be issued at 22:00.

2. I have been to 817 for ten years.The green hills don’t change, the green waters flow forever, maybe so, we just haven’t seen each other for a long time.

3. Today is a happy day, I am very happy, I can't help laughing when I saw the progress of the article, no more abuse, no more abuse, no more sugar, no more sugar!Brothers, drink a few cups!The Prison Emperor has suffered enough, let's clean it up today, bro, just wait!