birth

It has been raining for a full month, and the rotten leaves on the side of the road are mixed in the soil, and the raindrops have made pits of different depths.

The four-year-old child was buried in the soil, only a small head was exposed, and a rotten lotus leaf was placed on top of the head to keep out the rain.

His aunt buried him here three days ago, touched his head and said to him, "Jiajia is good, aunt will come back as soon as she goes."

Then, she never came back.

He doesn't cry or fuss. He is only four years old, but there is a strange calmness and loneliness in his eyes. He stares at the increasingly bright rain in a daze, and the back of that thin woman appears in his mind again. He sneers, He yawned and tried to pull his arm out of the mud, but failed. He was too young, so small that he didn't even have the strength to wrestle himself out of the mud. Could it be that woman hated him so much?Not only did he have to throw him away, but he had to bury him in the soil before he left, so he could only wait here to die. Thinking of this, the child felt a little depressed, and he really didn't understand why the woman would treat him " Pain the killer"?

In fact, he was lucky enough. In this absurd game that has lasted for three months—Chu Minghuang went crazy and started looking for the queen who he had locked in the cold palace long ago, resulting in constant fighting. People's hearts are against each other, and there are new riots all over the country every day, and the people's various forms of using violence to control violence have just begun.

Not only that, Chu Minghuang also started to provoke the monster clan like crazy, and even sent a large number of troops to encircle and suppress the wolf clan in the northwest. Such behavior of courting death unsurprisingly aroused opposition from the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, but he has long since disappeared. The glory and wisdom of the past, it seems that all the classics, poems and books have been fed to the dog, and he is focused on finding his queen who has long been imprisoned in the cold palace, and he is walking on the road of courting death without turning back.

Thanks to him, the absurd scenes of people eating people, monsters eating people, and people eating monsters began in the world, which made people laugh out loud. In just three months, many refugees were forced to leave their hometowns and ended up dead In a different place, how many children died in their infancy without even being able to say "A Niang", and how many wanderers eagerly climbed high and looked far away, but they were destined to die in a foreign land.

And at least he survived.

His stomach made a tooth-piercing growl. He lifted his head skillfully and opened his mouth, gulping down the rain like a wolf cub. The bean-sized rain hit his face and hurt him. He looked up at the gray In the dark sky, there are small inextinguishable flames in the eyes, which are bright and bright, as if glowing with a faint blue light, which makes people feel cold.

In fact, when you think about it, it’s not that he’s lucky, it’s just that he is a half-demon, a hybrid of human and demon race, so he develops his wisdom earlier than ordinary human children, is more resistant to hunger and cold, and has a better life. It's just rough.

According to the woman's attitude towards him, the relationship with his bastard father who has never met is probably not much better. He was even forced to exist, so you see, he has been forced since he was not born. People hate and are spurned by demons. After birth, they have to behave like humans with their tails between their ears and ears. If they can't learn it, they will only die.

It seems that heroes are always associated with troubled times, but in this absurd game, everyone is only busy fighting to be a coward to save their lives, and the monsters are only fighting for Dan Baoge to get their way.It's as if the torrential rain has been falling for three consecutive months, as if everything has no end, or in other words, the end has already come.

A pair of snow-white boots suddenly appeared in the line of sight, out of tune with the surrounding filth and filth, the line of sight moved up along the boots, and fell on a blue-gray cloud-through outer shirt.

He raised his small head, and he didn't even notice that his neck was sore, and his fair and childish face was full of ignorance.

The man's umbrella was tilted, half of his face was hidden in the dark, and his eyes were looking down at the child on the ground. After a while, the man seemed to sigh, squatted down and gently closed the umbrella on his chest. On top of his head, he got up and left regardless of his body getting wet from the rain.

The whole process, never a word.

The child was stunned, the "crack" sound of rain hitting the umbrella could not stop in his ears, he stared blankly at the back of the man going away, suddenly, the little hands buried in the soil clenched into fists, without warning, He burst into tears with a loud "wow", and secretly opened his eyes while crying, but unfortunately, the figure from behind did not stop when he heard his crying, but walked faster and faster, and it seemed that he was about to disappear Under the rain curtain, his heart felt a little anxious, and his crying became more and more miserable. It sounded true and moved people to tears, "A Niang..."

The man's clean and clear figure was incompatible with the dirty surroundings, and the helpless and pitiful cries of the child made his heart shake a bit.Especially the "Aunt" who was weeping blood, finally stopped him from moving forward.

"Ah... Mother... Jiajia... Jiajia wants... Mother... Mother..."

The man closed his eyes resignedly, even his eyelashes were trembling uneasily.

"Auntie..."

He turned around slowly, and the gears of fate clicked into place.

At that moment, there was a distance of more than ten meters between him and him, separated by the rampant rain.

Overhead is a gray sky, surrounded by invisible clouds and smoke.

He and him looked at each other, on the surface it was a collision of helplessness and kindness, but in fact it was the claws of the hungry wolf strangling the throat of the prey.

The man "pulled" him out of the soil, he didn't care about the filth on his body, and directly hugged him in his arms.

Without hesitation, he stretched out his hand to wrap his arms around the man's neck, held the man's slender white palm with his small hand, and gently pushed the umbrella aside, "Brother, don't shower."

The man hugged him in his arms, startled for a moment and said with a light smile, "Yeah."

Although he couldn't speak well, his little mouth didn't stay idle for a moment, "Immortal..."

"What did you say?"

"Brother, brother, are you a fairy?"

The man couldn't help but shook his head slightly, "Of course not."

He smiled sweetly, revealing the two small dimples on the side of his lips, and his eyes also turned into two small crescents. He was cute and cute, "But my brother is as good-looking as a fairy, and my brother is Jiajia's fairy brother."

The man stopped arguing with him about whether he was a god or not, but instead asked, "Your name is Jiajia?"

"Brother Immortal, my name is Xu Jia." He said witty words in his small mouth, looking innocent, but in fact his eyes were always watching the change of that person's expression, "It's a good job, so I need to be rewarded." That Jia."

The man was amused by his childish words, "How can I reward you?"

Xu Jia kissed him directly on the face with a "click", "This is the reward."

The man froze for a moment, and his expression became unnatural.

Xu Jia noticed the change in his expression and beat his heart nervously. He wanted to use this as a trick to please, but if he made that person angry because of this, the gain would not be worth the loss, "Brother Immortal, you...are you angry? "

"No." Seeing Xu Jia's nervous appearance, the man thought he had frightened him, so he smiled and diverted the topic away, "Have you ever seen a fairy?"

Xu Jia paused, organized what he was about to say several times in his head, and then said flattering words without stammering, "No, but brother must be prettier than a god."

The man turned his head and glanced at him, was silent for a while, then smiled suddenly, "Suddenly thought of a sentence I read before."

"what?"

The man stopped in his tracks, and lifted up Xu Jia's slipping buttocks, "A demon, even a person with a cunning nature." Xu Jia, "..."

"Today, I have a deep understanding."

"..." Xu Jia's heart skipped a beat, even though he tried his best to keep his face calm, the sudden tightening of his hands revealed the uneasiness in his heart at the moment, "Brother, I..."

The man interrupted his nervous words, "Don't worry, since I decided to save you, why would I let you go because you are a demon?"

Xu Jia's small mouth, which had been chattering, finally calmed down. He pursed his lips and puffed out two small milk fats, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, brother."

"Ah."

After a while, Xu Jia's small head drooped and buried it on the man's neck, arching it a few times.

In fact, from the very beginning, he was attracted by Xu Jia's demon smell, but he never expected to see a child buried in the soil. He knew that he was a demon from the very beginning. Even a little demon can't tell the difference, isn't it a waste of all his years of cultivation on the mountain?

He stood there looking around for a long time, do you care?The world has become a mess, how can there be time to care about the life and death of monsters?

But is the demon sure to die?

A little demon who hasn't even differentiated in form, but just because he was born as a demon, he has already been condemned to death?

In the end, his heart softened completely amidst the crying "A Niang".

Raise the umbrella to rescue each other, and pour the umbrella to complete the ceremony.

The man took Xu Jia to a small ruined temple. There was still water leaking outside the ruined temple. The head of Maitreya Buddha in the middle was covered with spider webs, and the gold paint was peeling off. There were only half a string of beads left in his hand, but He still lives in a high position on the lotus platform with the appearance of saving all sentient beings.

Xu Jia indifferently looked up at the kind smile on Maitreya Buddha's face, and looked away dismissively, not knowing that the world is like this now, why is he still laughing?Xu Jia walked around the small ruined temple cautiously, wrapping up the overcoat that was obviously too big and didn't fit.

The outer shirt was left by that man, and he helped him light a small fire before leaving.

Before Xu Jia could speak, the man hurriedly left with the umbrella.Xu Jia wasn't sure if the man would come back, or just found an excuse to leave him, but now he had nothing to do but wait.

He poked his nose, and finally resigned himself to his fate and sat beside the small fire and began to warm his hands. The cold air on his body gradually dissipated, and he felt more and more hungry. The windows of the small ruined temple creaked and creaked Annoyed by the sound, Xu Jia lay on his stomach and covered his stomach, and kicked the firewood on the ground angrily. Suddenly there was the sound of closing an umbrella at the door, and the moment he looked up, his impatient face immediately Filled with innocent and lovely smiles, a pair of small pear dimples immediately started to come out for business, even the brows were competently hung with a moderate joy, it was hard to tell the truth from the fake, "Brother, you are back."

The man patted the rainwater splashed on his body, stretched out a hand to him and raised the oiled paper bag in his hand, "Come over and eat something first."

The aroma of steamed buns stimulated Xu Jia's nerves for a moment. Like a hungry wolf seeing raw meat, his eyes gleamed blue. He snatched the oiled paper bag and began to eat hard. He even pretended to be cute. Forgot it for now.

He is really hungry, and he hasn't had a full meal for too long. He is a half-demon. Although he became wise three days after he was born, and his vitality is stronger than other human children, he is only three years old. , not transformed into a god.

He can bear it, but it doesn't mean he won't be hungry, cold or uncomfortable.

Xu Jia's cheeks were bulging, and he suddenly thought for no reason, he didn't expect to lose a mother, but it was a blessing in disguise and he ate a full meal.

This girl is worth losing.

He is wearing a human skin, but inside is full of hypocrisy, cunning and treachery of a monster, and even better.

Xu Jia rubbed his chubby belly, saw the empty oil paper, and suddenly remembered that the man hadn't eaten anything yet, he was stunned for a moment, then looked up, biting his lip, "Brother, I'm so hungry, I'm sorry."

"It's okay, I don't need to eat."

Xu Jia opened his eyes wide and leaned forward, "Brother won't be hungry even if he doesn't eat?"

"Ah."

"Then you still say that you are not a fairy brother." Xu Jia threw himself into his arms, sat on his lap, and began to say witty words to make him happy, so as to make up for his crime of eating all the steamed buns. Five fingers, pretending to be innocent, "Immortals don't need to eat, and my brother doesn't need to eat, so my brother is a fairy."

The man smiled and wiped the scum from the corner of his mouth for him, "It's not a god, it's a monk."

Xu Jia's body visibly stiffened for a moment, and after a while he pretended to be calm and raised his head to ask him, "Is... the kind of monk who specializes in killing monsters?"

"Yes."

Xu Jia lowered his head, bit his lips and remained silent for a while, then raised his head showing some panic and fear, then gently tugged at the man's sleeve and asked, "Will that brother kill me too?"

The man was taken aback, and after a while, he patted Xu Jia's back clumsily and unskillfully to comfort him, his voice was soft but extremely firm, "If you don't do bad things, I won't kill you."

Xu Jia twisted her fingers together, raised her head and said timidly, "Then I won't do bad things, brother, don't abandon me, don't kill me, okay? Pull the hook."

The man looked at Xu Jia's outstretched little hand, pursed his lips, and said hesitantly, "But the place I'm going to is very dangerous, do you want to go too?"

"want!"

Xu Jia answered him almost without hesitation for a moment, and then stubbornly passed his hand forward. The man shook his head and laughed, stretched out his hand and hooked Xu Jia's little finger helplessly, and Xu Jia's frowning brows loosened. Kai, said happily, "If the hook is hung for 100 years, it must not be changed. Whoever changes is a bastard."

The man pampered Xu Jia's head, and Xu Jia buried him obediently on his neck, with a satisfied and harmless smile on his face, but in a place where he couldn't see, that smiling face appeared again. Instantly became lazy and indifferent.

Of course Xu Jia had to depend on him for life and death, no matter how dangerous the place he went to, at least he could have a chance of life if he stayed by his side, but if Xu Jia was left alone, then it would really be a dead end. No more survivors.

The next day, the sun shone through the small broken window on a pair of tightly closed eyes. The man frowned, blocked the sun with his hands, and opened his eyes leisurely, but he saw that Xu Jia had gotten up at some point, lying on his stomach with his buttocks pouted. He didn't know what he was doing next to him, the man hugged Xu Jia in his arms, his voice was a little hoarse because he just woke up, "What are you looking at?"

Seeing that he was awake, Xu Jia pointed to the words on the jade pendant, and asked clearly, "Brother, what do these two words read?" Then he raised his head and smiled again, Xiao Liwo started to go out for business again, " Is it your brother's name?"

The man stood up, glanced at the jade pendant on his body, "...um."

The flash of disappointment and disappointment in his eyes did not escape Xu Jia's eyes. Xu Jia immediately realized that he had asked a question that shouldn't be asked. He lowered his head and thought for a while. The human voice exploded from above his head like a thunderbolt, "Fuer."

Xu Jia was stunned for a moment, he froze there for some reason.

It wasn't until Fuer repeated his name that he came to his senses as if he had woken up from a dream. He raised his head, his eyes sparkled, and he put his arms around his neck and shouted brightly, "Brother Ar!"

"Brother Al, where are we going?"

The heavy rain that has been falling for three consecutive months has no intention of stopping at all, instead it has the momentum to smash to the end. Fuer held Xu Jia with one hand and held an umbrella with the other, "Gancheng."

Fu Er obviously felt Xu Jia's hands tighten subconsciously, he lowered his head and asked, "What's the matter? Have you been to Gancheng?"

"No... no."

In just a split second, the surprise in his eyes was completely concealed by Xu Jia, and he began to reach out to hug and act like a baby again, in order to divert Fu Er's attention, but Fu Er could only free his hand and hold him in his arms helplessly, She also carefully told him not to fall asleep, or he would catch a cold.

Xu Jia's head was buried on his neck, and her two small hands rested on his shoulders.

Gancheng?Why go to Gancheng?He still vaguely remembered that the woman took him to escape from Gancheng, which is not surprising, now that Gancheng is the most chaotic place in the world, everyone avoids it, so why is he rushing to the city? Come forward?In the end is stupid or lack of understanding?Or is there some reason why Fu Er had to rush to Gancheng?Although Xu Jia didn't know the reason why that woman risked her life to take him away from Gancheng, but he just felt that Gancheng must be a place of right and wrong for him.

Then if he followed Fuer all the way back to Gancheng, would he save his life or die?

Suddenly Fu Er patted him on the back lightly, interrupting Xu Jia's train of thought, "I told you not to sleep, why did you still sleep?"

Xu Jia raised her head slightly, stared at his angular mandible in a daze, and remained silent.After a while, Shu rubbed against his face a few times like a little pig, making Fuer's neck itchy, and could only pretend to scold him with a smile, "Don't make trouble."

Xu Jia put her arms around his neck, looking for trouble, "Brother Al, I'm a little cold."

"Cold?" Fu Er didn't know that this was just his casual remark, frowning, he covered Xu Jia's whole body in his outer shirt, and the continuous hot air rushed towards Xu Jia immediately, Xu Jia couldn't hold back for a while. Shivering, Fu Er hastily hugged him tighter, "Is it still cold like this? There is a place to stay not far ahead, just bear with it."

Xu Jia grasped the hem of his chest contentedly, and closed his eyes like a newborn smooth-haired wolf cub.

Before meeting Fuer, no one had ever treated him as a child. Even the first full meal he ate was the few steamed buns that Fuer brought him yesterday, which was nominally his mother’s. A woman will only take him to hide, she never hugs him, every time he acts like a spoiled child to her, she always avoids him like looking at something dirty.

In retrospect, the most gentle gesture she ever made to him was probably touching his head before leaving.

But so what?

Xu Jia listened to Fuer's powerful heartbeat, and was in a daze. After a while, those small hands quietly covered her heart.

He only felt that he was cold here, not as warm and powerful as Fuer at all, Xu Jia subconsciously leaned into Fuer's arms again, and what responded to him was Fuer's ever-tightening hug.

But so what?Xu Jia continued to think just now, he has never resented this woman, just like he has never been grateful to Fu Er, he is like an outsider, looking at these cold feelings and warmth with cold eyes, he will neither feel sorry for being A Niang is sad because of abandonment, and she will not be moved by Fu Er's sincerity and kindness. He is like a piece of ice that cannot be melted, ignorant of the warmth and coldness of the world, and heartless.Maybe that's why half-demons are disgusting everywhere, who would care about an unfamiliar thing?

Fu Er was afraid that Xu Jia's body would not be able to bear it, so he decided to take a rest in this small village in front of him. He said it was a small village, but in fact there were no other people in it. The stench of rotting corpses could be smelled for half a mile around. His dead body was swallowed alive by the wild beasts around him as if he didn’t want money. His internal organs flowed all over the ground, and the blood seeped into the silent land, turning black and purple like mulberries. The land occupies the houses and cottages. A wild flower grows on the tail of emerald green weeds, coils around the wall, and finally emerges from a dilapidated window. The dazzling purple color contrasts sharply with the dilapidated surroundings. He satirized everything ridiculous in front of him.

Fuer held Xu Jia's little head in his arms, afraid that those broken arms and legs would frighten him, so he was not allowed to look out, and after finding a place for Xu Jia to settle down, he opened it again like yesterday. Umbrella went out to find something to eat.But when he came back after picking a few wild fruits from the nearby woods, Xu Jia had already gone somewhere, and completely forgot about his warnings.

Fu Er was worried that something would happen to him, so he hurriedly went around the village looking for Xu Jia, and after a while, he found Xu Jia squatting in a ball at the corner outside the street. He was staring at the things on the ground intently. In one breath, he grabbed Xu Jia by the collar and pulled him up, "I told you I won't let you..."

After pulling Xu Jia up, Fu Er saw what Xu Jia had been staring at just now—a woman's arm.

The reason why I recognized it was a woman's arm was because there was a nice green jade bracelet on the slender wrist of the arm. The arm was stained with blood and mud, and there were black worms crawling around the arm Go, the flesh has begun to rot.

"you……"

"Brother Al." Xu Jia immediately interrupted him, his limbs hung on his body like a kangaroo, his face wrinkled into a small bun, and he took the initiative to explain, "I'm too hungry, so I'll come out to see you come back. No, I didn't expect to get lost after walking a few steps, and saw a lot of scary things along the way, brother Al, I'm so hungry."

What Xu Jia said made Fu Er feel so angry that he could only hold him back and walk back, "I told you not to let you run around..."

Xu Jia lay on his shoulder, and kept saying "I know, I know" casually, but her eyes fell on the half of the arm and she couldn't take her eyes off, her hands were quietly clenched into fists, and her complexion was difficult to distinguish.

It turned out that the woman who abandoned him was dead.

Xu Jia didn't have any special feelings in his heart, as if he just knew something that had nothing to do with him.

While eating the wild fruit, he also made Fuer happy with witty words.

Along the way, Fuer would sometimes stop to help the refugees, so their journey was not fast. Every time Xu Jia kept silent about Fuer's behavior like a bad guy, but always laughed at him in his heart He's a big fool, but he still sweetly calls "Brother Al" on his lips, and he's really good at pretending to be obedient.

After dawdling, I finally saw the outline of Gancheng in late May, but Xu Jia fell ill without warning. The ball of fire was accidentally swallowed by him, and then the crazy tongue of fire began to lick his internal organs in a provocative way, and he suddenly felt a dull pain in his brain, as if someone took advantage of him not paying attention and took an awl to viciously I knocked the back of his head, but the back of his head that was supposed to be bloody didn't flow a single drop of blood, and the blood was all blocked in his hair follicles, stagnant and sore with pain.

Just when he felt that he was about to explode, a gust of mana slowly poured into his body, patiently helping him sort out those knotted veins. Xu Jia resisted and opened his heavy eyelids, imitating Vaguely, he seemed to see the figure of Fu Er, Fu Er was sitting at the side to heal his wounds, seeing that he woke up, he quickly hugged him in his arms, gently patted his back to comfort him, "What's the matter?" ? Jiajia, do you feel better?"

Xu Jia felt the pain in his throat as if he had swallowed a razor blade, and asked intermittently, "Ah...Arge...Brother, are we...are we going to...do you want to go to the city?"

"Ah."

Before Xu Jia could say another witty word to cheer up his elder brother Al, he passed out again. Before he fainted, he was suddenly blessed, as if he suddenly understood why the woman desperately wanted to take him away from here.

Fu Er had to sort out Xu Jia's meridians four times a day, once in the early morning, at noon, in the evening and in the middle of the night, each time should not be missed, but even if Fu Er stayed in front of Xu Jia's bed every day, it was a sign that Xu Jia was getting better Nothing, the small body seemed to be forcibly stretched by something, and the veins burst out, and the blood was congested under the skin. Fuer looked distressed, but there was nothing he could do. The emerald green bracelet hidden on his body, Fuer laughed dumbfounded, and put the bracelet back to him in its original place, thinking that Xu Jia was still a child at heart, since he likes this bracelet, let him go.

Until a few days later, a secret decree came from the palace, inviting Fu Er to enter the palace. He said it was an invitation, but in fact there was no room for him to refuse. He gently brushed Xu Jia's sweat-drenched hair, even though he knew that he couldn't hear it at all. He still said, "I'll come back as soon as I go, you must wait for me obediently here, and don't run around."

On the way to the palace, looking at the high brick-red walls, Fu Er suddenly thought of the scenery on the Qingshi Mountain. There had never been such a high wall on the Qingshi Mountain, and there were only two shabby stones in the sect gate. But no disciple has ever dared to go down the mountain without authorization.

Except him, except him Fuer.

What is the price to pay?Probably because Wang Shuo Sect removed his disciple status, and he would never be able to step into Qingshi Mountain again.

He was originally the chief disciple of the Great Elder of the faction, and he was the best candidate for the head of the sect, but it was such a coincidence that fate saw him being eaten by wild dogs when he went down the mountain for the first time to practice. The corpse of the child has seen with his own eyes what kind of dire straits the world is in, but the upright family has never been able to interfere in the affairs of the world. They only care about eliminating demons and defending the way. This has been the rule for thousands of years. How could he say that? Can a sentence or two change it?

But he stubbornly couldn't afford to kneel outside the Great Elder's door.

He asked sharply for the first time, "Master taught that cultivation is for the elimination of demons and for the righteousness of the world. In the final analysis, isn't it for the well-being of all living beings and the peace of the world? But now, hunger is everywhere, people are dying, and all living beings are suffering, but we Standing on the sidelines, hanging up high, dare to ask Master, what kind of Tao are we guarding?"

The Great Elder looked at him with some heartache, and sighed, "Since you started, you have been insulated from the worldly affairs. Why don't you understand such a simple truth?"

Fu Er rested his head on the ground without saying a word, the boundless silence was filled with the unique stubbornness and enthusiasm of young people.

"Why do you insist on going down the mountain?"

Fu Er's back was straight, his expression was resolute and solemn, and he said word by word, "Only for the righteous way of the world, there is still room for him."

After a while, the Great Elder slowly closed his eyes, and waved his hand resignedly to his fate, "A person who has broken the mortal world and enters the mortal world will surely cause disaster, and his life will be filled with worries. You and I will be mentors and apprentices, and I will teach you again as a teacher." The last sentence is the end of this kindness." "Remember, demons are also cunning by nature."

"Go, see your world, taste your sufferings, and be your hero in troubled times."

"But remember, from the moment you go down the mountain, you are no longer a disciple of my Wangshuo Sect."

Fu Er really kowtowed three times to him, "Thank you, Master."

Since then, he has never seen the shadow of Qingshi Mountain again.

He wants to defend his way, so what if he is a fool in the eyes of the world?So what about disasters?So what if you die here?

A man should stand upright, and if one day loses his way, he will feel very honored.

Pianpian gentleman, Fu Er Rusi.

When Chu Minghuang saw Fuer, he refused to let go, as if he had seen the backbone. His hair was disheveled, his face was haggard, his hair was already half white, and his whole body was vicissitudes like an old man in his dying years. He walked carefully from his dragon platform. He took out a portrait on the table, touched the woman in the painting with trembling fingers, but stopped his hand half an inch away from her, muddy tears dripped down his face on the drawing paper, staining a puddle. Water stains, in the end, he didn't even have the courage to touch her portrait.

Fu Er stared at the woman in the painting in shock, not to say how beautiful she is, but the faint emerald green bracelet in the sleeve, isn't it the one that Xu Jia secretly hid?Some things were connected together in Fuer's mind, but he couldn't find where to start the thread. After a while, he suddenly asked, "Is this the portrait of the queen?"

The corner of Chu Minghuang's mouth raised a foolish smile, he half bowed his waist, shrunk his neck, his eyes blurred as if he was recalling something, "She is my queen, I said I would marry her. "As soon as the words fell, his eyes suddenly became crazy again, he held Fu'er's hand tightly, and he had tears in his eyes, "You must help me find her, and you must help me find my queen, okay? Promise me, promise me! Promise me quickly!"

Seeing that Fu Er just stood there and didn't answer his words, Chu Minghuang suddenly threw him away and raised his neck to the sky and laughed loudly. He stood on the dragon chair revered by thousands of people like a madman, his eyes were red with madness. , "If I don't find her, I will kill you all! Kill all of you!" He screamed sharply, his voice becoming less than human, "Kill all of you!"

"But the person who imprisoned the empress in the cold palace three years ago, wasn't it you, Your Majesty?"

"Everyone was missing for three years before they were discovered. Isn't it because Your Majesty, you haven't been to the Leng Palace once in the past three years?"

"If Your Majesty really sincerely wants to find the empress, why is there only this portrait on your desk in the whole country?"

"Let the officers and soldiers go find someone who doesn't even know what he looks like, what exactly does His Majesty want to do?"

Chu Minghuang suddenly became quiet, and stood there in a daze. Facing Fuer's repeated questioning, he was helpless and didn't know where he was looking in the void. He shook his head slightly and slowly squatted down, trembling all over. He hugged his head tightly as if avoiding, shrank himself in a small corner of the dragon chair, his eyes were out of focus, "What are you talking about, I don't know, I don't know anything, what are you talking about, I don't understand, I don't understand..."

Fu'er stared at the shaking figure on the dragon chair, turned around and left without looking back, it was time for this farce to end.

Fu'er still didn't get back to the inn before midnight. When he got back to the inn, there was no one on the bed, the room was in a mess, the wooden tables had already been scattered and separated, and the wooden slats all over the floor were still stained with stains. His complexion gradually sank, his mandibles collapsed into a sharp straight line, and Fuer bent down to pick up the broken children's clothes on the ground, and clenched them into fists.

The window was creaked by the night wind ignorant of the times, and finally couldn't stand it and slammed down the stairs with a "bang".

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The update time is almost one chapter a day. No matter whether anyone reads this article, it will definitely be updated, so I will not abandon the pit, and you don’t have to worry about this issue.Then, Chapter 3 of Xu Jia's large number will be launched, and then the plot will slowly unfold, and it will reach a climax after the award ceremony.There may be some cuties who feel that they have watched the update again before watching a little bit. I suggest that you can bookmark it first, and then watch it slowly. I will try my best to update it!

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