You pervert! ! !

Yu Heng was walking on the empty road under the moonlight.

When Andre and Nangongxi left with the entire convoy, he never thought that he would go to the hunting ground on foot to teach his cubs who might be rude.

The night was silent, only the footsteps of three people could be heard.

Zhao Chenghuai stood beside Yu Heng, not intending to stop him, and let him do anything.

However, Yu Heng had to think about the possibility that Zhao Chishen had said.

"Zhao Chenghuai, have you met the owner of the castle?"

"I have seen."

"What kind of person is he?"

Zhao Chenghuai thought for a moment, and said, "He doesn't attend dinner parties very much, and he doesn't control the monarch very much. He should be a person who does whatever he wants."

The same question has obviously different answers from different people.

Zhao Chenghuai's statement is more like a neutral judgment.

After hearing this, Yu Heng asked seemingly unintentionally, "Is he good at playing games?"

The people around did not return.

He turned his head to look, and saw Zhao Chenghuai evoked a smile, and gently replied to his deliberately probing questions: "It's great, but I don't know how to play with him."

"Why?" Yu Heng was even more confused.

Zhao Chenghuai lowered his eyes and kicked away the stones under his feet, and replied in a young man's casual tone: "Because playing with him is boring."

He was trapped in Siberia, and he had seen the spring, summer, autumn and winter of this barren land, 360 and five days a year, from being covered in silver and shaded by trees, to playing on the frozen lake and warming the green river.

In addition to participating in the dinner party day after day, week after week, meeting with the monarch and guests, and playing the game that the Black Star Group hopes he will win.

For the rest of the time, Zhao Chenghuai played with himself.

Alone, in the villa surrounded by the cliff, no matter how powerful it is, it is lonely and boring.

It wasn't until he decided to leave this interesting but boring place, entered the dance floor for the first time, and successfully won the hunting ground, that he walked out of Siberia in the name of the king.

Zhao Chenghuai used a pseudonym to bypass Zhao Chishen's surveillance and participated in a huge anniversary celebration.

Only then did he meet an opponent who was truly worth waiting for.

Zhao Chenghuai's gaze fell on Yu Heng, and he saw the hazy moonlight.

And why not see the faint light shining from the deserted and lonely prison.

He said: "Yu Heng, I have met so many people and met so many opponents, none of them are as interesting as you."

Zhao Chenghuai's eyes were so bright under the moonlight, Yu Heng seemed to have encountered a sudden confession, and was immediately embarrassed to continue asking.

Interesting or something, he always knew.

The bad brother's standard of judging people and things is pure and unified, which is completely different from Zhao Chishen who is full of interests and conspiracy.

Yu Heng smiled wryly under the deserted moonlight: "Your brother still suspects that you lost to the master of the castle and quietly became his subordinate."

Zhao Chishen, who was suddenly betrayed, immediately straightened his back and pulled himself together.

Who knows, Zhao Chenghuai sneered, and said indifferently: "I will not work for the King of the Hunting Field, let alone become anyone's subordinate."

"Then why didn't you tell Yu Heng that his son is in danger now?" Zhao Chishen couldn't understand, "Why do you think it's okay for a nine-year-old kid to go to a dinner party and say he wants to be king?"

"Because I was playing games at the dinner party when I was eight years old." Zhao Chenghuai squinted at him, "No one told me that eight-year-olds can't appear in the hunting ground."

Zhao Chishen's footsteps froze, and he was several steps behind Yu Heng and the others before silently catching up.

His understanding of his younger brother was limited to terror and danger.

But he still doesn't know why his father had the heart to leave the eight-year-old Zhao Chenghuai on the hunting ground, and only came to live for a while every summer vacation to exchange feelings with Zhao Chenghuai.

Perhaps for Zhao Chenghuai, the short time together is not worth mentioning.

For Zhao Chishen, it was simply a childhood shadow.

The shadowless lamp, operating table, and internal organ specimens in the basement of the spacious villa are still under Zhao's Siberian villa.

But it must exist in Zhao Chishen's heart.

He still hasn't fully recalled his younger brother when he was eight years old. On the empty road, a car came roaring.

"Sir." The driver turned around slowly and stopped beside them, "Mr. Housekeeper told us to pick you up."

Yu Heng was surprised by the castle's developed surveillance capabilities.

Zhao Chenghuai got into the car first, and he followed without thinking.

Zhao Chishen took a step behind and trotted to the co-pilot, only to find that the car door was locked.

"Open the door!" He shouted at the driver in fluent English, "I am Zhao Chishen, the heir of Lord Zhao!"

"Sorry sir." The driver's Chinese is exceptionally fluent, "This car can only accommodate two people."

Zhao Chishen:? ? ?

Zhao Chishen was shocked and surprised to see the car drive away all the way, and felt that something was wrong.

Where did the car come from?

Who sent it?

The co-pilot is obviously empty, so why do you say that only two people can sit!

Yu Heng's heart is attached to Nangong Ji, and he has no time to take care of Zhao Chishen who is alone.

Zhao Chishen behind the car grew smaller and further away on the deserted and lonely road until he disappeared.

The car winds and speeds along the winding mountain road, and finally reaches the wide and magnificent gate of the castle.

From a distance, the cliff hunting ground is already shocking enough, but when you enter its hinterland, you will feel the towering dome, gorgeous and shocking.The broad castle dome is carved with complicated and depressing patterns, and the lights are bright and brilliant, just like daytime.

Yu Heng glanced at the sculpture on the inner wall, which has soft lines.

If it is opened as a museum for people to appreciate, he will definitely stop and appreciate these unique Siberian arts.

However, all he wants now is to get to his destination quickly and find his son.

The vehicle passed through the complicated and wide corridor and stopped under the stairs at the main entrance of the castle.

Mr. Butler, who was waiting outside the door, saw Zhao Chenghuai get off the car, and immediately greeted him.

"Alex, they are already in the duel field."

Zhao Chenghuai had deep eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Who asked for the duel at night?"

"Dug."

"What do you mean?" Yu Heng understood the Yenisei language they communicated, but he didn't understand the meaning of the duel.

Zhao Chenghuai took the lead up the stairs and entered the secret castle.

He said: "The steward said that a prince has challenged your son to a duel."

And, ignore his orders.

The spacious and magnificent castle has countless corridors connecting various areas of the hunting ground.

The duel venue chosen by Nangong Ji and Du Ge is located on the cliff, far away from the wide stone platform of the castle.

At night, the full moon rises above the head, illuminating the entire promenade.

A bad premonition made Yu Heng quicken his pace. He was clearly surrounded by Zhao Chenghuai and the castle's steward and servants, but he could only hear his own violent heartbeat.

What he was worried about was not that Nangong Xie was injured, but that Nangong Xie was slashing his opponent and bearing his life.

The long and narrow corridor finally led to the stone platform. Yu Heng tried his best to suppress his panic, but he couldn't stop his anger.

It seems that a guy like Andre is the culprit behind Nangong Ji's going astray!

He should have punched that hateful face back then, to kill the other party's interest in watching from the sidelines.

Now, he doesn't care about any throne, any monarch.

Yu Heng only hoped that there was still time to stop Nangong Xi from offending Alexander Wang.

At the end of the corridor, the vision suddenly opened up.

On the open stone platform, you can clearly see the little prince.

Nangong Xie took off the red and blue coat that got in the way, and dressed neatly.

But after not seeing him for a day, Yu Heng felt that his body was slender like an adult, immature and young, but with endless explosive power hidden all over his body.

He bowed slightly, holding a dagger with cold light tightly in his hands, as if he wanted to chop off his opponent's head.

However, his opponent is not a human being, but a brown bear!

When Yu Heng saw the brown bear rushing towards him suddenly, Nangong rolled on the ground to avoid the surprise attack.

The child is strong and vigorous, and he has practiced hard at first sight.

However, Yu Heng's heart ached, and without even thinking about it, he was about to break through the barrier.

He hoped that Nangong Ji would become a little idiot with no power to restrain a chicken, and he also didn't want Nangong Ji to be able to pick up the blade and kill a bear!

In a battle between a nine-year-old and a bear, no matter which side wins.

For the monarchs, it's all a good show.

Duge, as always, likes raising small pets for duels.

Once Andre raised his hand and beheaded two Siberian wolves, and now they were expecting Gruss to pierce the brown bear's heart with his sword.

The brown bear's huge and heavy body obviously frightened the blue-eyed cutie.

From the beginning of the duel, he held a sharp sword in his hand and kept dodging.

Qiao Marie held her fan and whispered, "I bet your son has lost his mind."

Andre sat next to him and sneered, "Impossible, he is looking for the best time to strike the sword."

Dealing with a bear is not a target for a shooting range.

If he couldn't kill him with one blow, then Nangong Ji would be seriously injured.

Andre is particularly optimistic about Nangong Ji.

Nine years old, looks good against a brown bear, his hands are shaking skillfully, his eyes are piercingly looking at the bear, and it will take only a few seconds——

"Hideous!"

A black shadow rushed into the stone platform with a call.

The ferocious roar of the brown bear resounded in an instant. Before it could swing its claws at the target, it was hit by a dagger and stunned severely.

The heavy brown bear fell to the ground with a cry of pain.

Qiao Marie's screams were exaggerated like a show.

The attackers moved so fast that they didn't even see who was coming!

When they saw it clearly, they suddenly remembered, isn't Alex unable to tell?

Zhao Chenghuai hadn't moved his sword for a long time, he raised his hand and swung it again, the animal taming whip that Duge leisurely held in his hand fell heavily on the ground.

Duge clutched his wrist, staring at him with gray eyes in surprise.

"...Alex."

Zhao Chenghuai turned around slightly, looked at the safe and sound Yu Heng and Nangong Jian, and warned in a low voice: "You violated the rules, Duge."

Nangong held the sword and looked at Yu Heng blankly.

His wrists and palms were scratched to avoid brown bears, even though his cheeks were covered with wounds, and his blue eyes were full of tears, he had no doubt——

He can stab himself into the heart of a brown bear.

Can kill enemies several times stronger than itself.

However, at this moment, he couldn't believe his eyes, let alone believe that the tall body in front of him was not a phantom.

My legs were shaking so I couldn't stand up.

Andre said that the road to becoming a king will not be easy.

But he didn't know that on this difficult road, he would become weak the moment he saw Yu Heng.

"Silly goose."

Yu Heng stretched out his hand and broke away Nangong Xie's tightly gripped dagger, "If you feel scared, you should call Dad."

His courage and bloodiness are gone in front of Yu Heng.

The fear of dying and living later surged up in an instant.

No bears, no victories, no thrones matter.

The dagger fell to the ground with a clanging sound, and uncontrollable tears flowed down the blue eyes.

Nangong Xiong flung himself into Yu Heng's arms softly, and hugged him tightly, refusing to let go.

"dad."

I am afraid.

The author has something to say: Andre: My son could have become the overlord, why did you raise him like a cat!

Yu Heng: Because he is my son.

Nangong Ji: Dad, I’m so scared, meow~