Cultivate the ruthless way for him

Zhao Zhaodao: "But I don't read much, I can't write well, my character is stubborn and self-willed, and I'm full of scheming, like calculating people, and I'm also contaminated with the bad ethos of many monster clans."

"I'm not the good boy you like, nor the good boy you expected."

"You just tolerated my shortcomings because of a moment of guilt. You won't like me in the future."

Zhao Zhao said firmly.

He has been holding back these words in his heart for a long time, so he might as well take this opportunity to talk about it, so as to save everyone from being disappointed with each other in the future.

It also saves the Dragon Concubine Empress from spending effort to "reform" him.

Xue Ji was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "You are not the mother concubine, how do you know what kind of child the mother concubine likes?"

Zhaozhao snorted, "Don't think about it. Aristocratic families like well-behaved and sensible children."

Like his two older brothers.

One is more glamorous and gentle than the other.

As a result, Zhao Zhao often couldn't help but suspect that this time it might be Dragon Palace who confused the blood again.

How could he be a child of a wealthy family with such a vengeful and selfish character? He is obviously more like a monster, savage, domineering, and unreasonable.

"In short, you don't have to accommodate me and coax me for the sake of the so-called blood. I will not grow up according to your expectations."

"What I will do in the future will not use the name of His Royal Highness the Dragon Clan, nor will I use my Dragon Clan identity to benefit myself. I want to be myself."

The boy's eyes were calm and almost ruthless.

Xue Ji's heart was sour, and she said seriously: "Since you have told your concubine what is in your heart today, concubine mother will also tell you that concubine mother likes you very much, your character, your appearance, and every part of your body. place."

"What kind of background, what kind of cultivation, in the concubine mother's place, everything is bullshit."

"My concubine's only expectation for you is that you are happy and happy. Concubine mother doesn't expect you to achieve much, let alone ask you to speak and do things according to concubine mother's standards. If concubine mother's previous behavior makes you Misunderstood, mother concubine apologizes to you."

Zhao Zhao turned his head away, his eyes were sour, and the tails of his eyes were slightly red.

Still stubborn, said with a nasal voice: "This is just a temporary liking, it can't be taken seriously."

Zhaozhao knew that because of his experience in Qilin Palace in the past, he had always held an extreme attitude towards blood and family affection. In those dark nights when he was desperately longing for his parents and relatives, he failed to find his parents, and instead ended up covered in scars and a thousand sores. With a heart of hundreds of holes, after living under the fence for a long time, I gradually forgot the words "parents, mothers and relatives", and even more, I forgot what it should be like to be loved by others.

In order to survive, he used all means, used people's hearts, and did everything.

Even his elder brother who treated him well took advantage of it.

The only soft spot in my heart is Master.

Now back to the Dragon Palace, he is like a little wild cat that has lived in the swamp for a long time, suddenly came to a room that was too tidy, and stretched out his paws, afraid of staining the carpet and displeasing the owner.

He was not at all comfortable.

It was also the first time that he understood that the so-called chicness in the past was all because he didn't care, but now that he was in front of his parents, his old problem had recurred, and he began to care about other people's eyes and what his parents thought of him.

Especially in contrast with an overly good brother.

Zhao Zhao didn't know how to improve the mentality of worrying about gains and losses.

I also know that I really don't know what is good and what is bad, and I am unreasonable.

Huai Bi was thoughtful, and said to Xue Ji: "It's getting late today, Ah Yuan is also tired, why don't you let him go back to rest, and wait until another day, the concubine mother will have a good chat with him."

Knowing that the eldest son might have something to say, Xue Ji nodded and told Mengli: "Send your highness back to rest."

When Zhaozhao left, Xue Jifang looked at Huaibi: "What do you want to say?"

Huai Bi said: "My son is thinking, maybe, we should change the way we get along with Ah Yuan. The words Ah Yuan said today, of course there are elements of angry words, but there is one thing that is right. Many times , we are indeed 'coaxing' him."

At night, Yunzhu saw that the little Highness was gloomy, and asked tentatively: "Is there something unhappy in the little Highness?"

Zhao Zhao rolled around twice, shaking his head.

"It's not that I'm unhappy, but I feel that I feel a little sorry for my concubine and brother."

Yunzhu smiled and said: "What is there to be sorry about as a family. In the past, when the subordinates were at home, they often had conflicts and sulking with the family because of some trivial matters, but after going out to study arts alone, they missed and missed them very much. They, recalling the past, feel that it was really young and ridiculous."

"Although this subordinate has stayed in the Dragon Palace for a short time, I can see that the concubine and His Royal Highness are excellent people, and they are different from those aristocratic families outside. This subordinate can also see that Lord Long, The princess and His Highness the Crown Prince love His Highness from the bottom of their hearts."

"Your Highness finally reunited with his family. You should be happy and cherish it."

Zhao Zhao said: "You don't understand, just because they are so nice, I feel very guilty instead."

"Especially brother, this time because of me, he also suffered an unreasonable disaster."

"Brother doesn't say anything, he will definitely blame me in his heart."

Yun Zhu thought for a while and said, "This subordinate doesn't think so."

"Why?"

"Because I believe that in the heart of His Royal Highness, the little Highness must occupy a very important position. His Highness must be able to understand the difficulties of the Little Highness."

Zhao Zhao was still depressed.

Yunzhu wanted to persuade him a few more words, but Zhaozhao sat up suddenly, got out of bed with his shoes on, and said, "I'm going out, you remember to watch the door for me, so that no one will find out."

Your Highness is always in such a hurry.

Yun Zhu could only nod.

"Your Highness, remember to come back early."

"I see, you go to bed early, don't leave the door open for me."

After leaving the Dragon Palace, the young man directly transformed into a dragon and flew westward.

Myriad Demon Cave.

In the depths of the deep hall, red lotuses are floating.On top of the red lotus, there are soybean-sized, dew-like drops of blood.

Most of the blood in the Pond of No Regrets has evaporated, leaving only a shallow half of the pool, just below the knees.

Changyuan's black robe was on the ground, the blood on the red long sword on his chest had dried up, and his black hair was flying in all directions with the circulation of the true energy in his body.

At the critical moment of his cultivation, he suddenly heard a clear dragon chant from outside.

Changyuan Lingtai shook suddenly, it was almost suspected that he heard it wrong.

In the next moment, a snow-colored dragon shadow broke through the restriction and flew in with the sound of whistling wind.

Zhang Yuan's soul was shocked, and he violently suppressed the other half of his soul that was struggling in his body. He opened his eyes, only to see a familiar figure of a young man standing half a foot away.

The young man obviously came in a hurry, with no outer robe on, a pair of shoes on his feet, and his eyes were red, as if he had been wronged by the sky.

"Zhao Zhao."

Zhang Yuan called out with a smile.

Zhaozhao shouted angrily, "When will you be able to go out?"

"I really hate you."

Chang Yuan was taken aback.

Immediately, he realized that looking at Xiaolong like this, he was afraid that he had encountered something unsatisfactory outside.

Zhang Yuan beckoned: "Come here, let Master have a look."

All kinds of emotions surged up in Zhaozhao's heart, his eyes soured fiercely, and big tears welled up.

"I'm not going there."

"You will lie to me, bully me, and you never want to accompany me well."

"You're always there when I need you most."

Zhang Yuan said: "Can you tell Master what happened?"

Zhao Zhao said viciously: "You will never want to know."

"I came here to tell you that I won't wait for you."

"Zhao Zhao!"

Zhang Yuan's heart suddenly ached.

On the blade of Xue Xiao's sword, a wisp of warm blood immediately appeared.

Zhao Zhao has already made up his mind that he will set off for Mingwang Island early in the morning to live a carefree life.

From now on, I will never rely on anyone again, including the cheap master.

The master and other disciples are cheap, and it would be nothing without him.

He couldn't wait any longer.

He was very sad, but he had nowhere to say it.

He even faintly felt that he was cursed to die alone forever. Even if he found his master and his parents, he couldn't get along with them peacefully.

He is so pitiful.

"Zhao Zhao."

Zhang Yuan called again eagerly.

Zhao Zhao red eyes, black eyes covered with a layer of mist, stared at him fiercely, turned around, and ran out without looking back.

"Zhao Zhao!"

There was thunder and lightning outside, and there was no response for a long time.

Zhang Yuan was trembling all over, and in desperation, he wanted to pull out the sword in his heart, but as soon as he moved, his lungs were suddenly attacked by a burst of freezing cold.

"You are stupid."

Just bending over and coughing sharply, a boy's voice with a strong nasal voice sounded again.

Zhaozhao left and returned, drenched in the rain, with black hair dripping wetly on his shoulders, holding a bunch of freshly picked green needles in his arms, and placed them on the edge of the pool where Changyuan was.

Zhang Yuan raised his hand and gently held the boy's palm.

Said: "Give Master some more time, okay?"

Zhao Zhao didn't answer, and silently set up the stove, and put the processed green needles into the stone pot to cook.

When the vegetable soup was bubbling and bubbling, Fang knew why and asked, "What time will I give you?"

Chang Yuan said: "Of course it's time for Master to go out."

"What if you can never get out? Is it possible that I have to wait for you all the time?"

The boy asked mercilessly.

Zhang Yuan was silent, and said: "I will go out."

Zhaozhao snorted softly: "Someone told me before that he would always be with me, guard me, protect me, and never leave me. A man's mouth is a deceit, only a fool would believe it."

"So, did you worship your new master?"

"Ah."

This time, Zhao Zhao did not provoke Chang Yuan with the new master.

Zhao Zhao just stretched out his hand suddenly, hugged Zhang Yuan's waist from behind, and said, "I'm going out for a while, and I may not be able to visit you often in the future."

"Tomorrow, I will give Mo Yu the key here."

After a while, Zhang Yuan made a hoarse voice.

"Going out?"

"Where are you going?"

Zhao Zhao said: "A place far away."

From now on, he will no longer worry about gains and losses, and worry about his heart.

After cooking the vegetable soup, Zhao Zhao, like last time, breathed out the ice-cold dragon's breath, blew the soup to cool down, and put it in front of Zhang Yuan.

Then it turned into a snow-white dragon shadow, sucking up all the blood in the blood pool in one breath, including the dew floating on the red lotus in the temple.

Zhao Zhao thought.

His true obsession should not end in Xuexiao Mountain, but in this place.