This emperor, who killed people without blinking an eye and could laugh even if his father and brother's blood splattered on his face, showed his cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness in front of the little fat boy for the first time.
The little fat boy seemed to be frightened silly and couldn't even struggle. He just stared at him blankly.
Tears as big as beans rolled down from the little white ball's eyes, but he did not struggle, instead he closed his eyes.
His father did not recognize him and wanted to kill him.
This realization broke the silly fat boy's heart, but even so, he didn't want to resist.
The burning tears dripped onto Emperor Mingxi's hands, as if burning a hole in his heart.
The emperor clutched the clothes on his chest in a daze. For some reason, he felt extremely heartbroken at this moment.
Feitu had gone mad, and even though it was afraid of Emperor Mingxi, it pounced on him without hesitation.
"Roar!" Feitu never points his bloody mouth at others because he knows that the two-legged beasts will be afraid.
They huddled together in fear, and the smell they emitted was truly unpleasant to the beasts.
The two-legged beast that was raising the tiger cub actually wanted to bite the cub to death. Feitu's tiger brain was useless.
Doesn’t this two-legged beast that scares other animals particularly like his little tiger cub?
Why do you want to bite him to death?
Feitu didn't understand, but he rushed forward without hesitation.
The roar of tigers was endless.
The emperor remained calm even when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him and death was always around him, but he was never afraid.
But looking at the mad white tiger and goshawk, a hint of surprise appeared on the emperor's calm face.
Why?
He looked at the bird roaring at him crazily, and the white bird that was using its wings to protect behind him, which made the emperor's heart flutter and his soul distracted.
The little baby bird seemed to be frightened silly, its bright eyes were a little dull, and there were still traces of tears on its white wings.
This made His Majesty feel inexplicably anxious.
There are all kinds of poisons in the world. Even the kind of poison that controls emotions that he has is there, let alone a drug that can arouse people's sympathy?
At first, Emperor Mingxi just thought that the fat bird looked a bit like his child, so he treated the young bird a little differently.
But just now when the young bird approached him, he actually felt a little joy and happiness, which he would never have felt before.
The emperor does not consider himself a soft-hearted person. He gives all his patience and love to his children.
How could I feel pity for a little bird?
Restraining his emotions, he strangled the silly, soft baby bird.
"Your Majesty." The Tianzhis who were guarding the emperor's safety used their bodies to block Emperor Mingxi. They were also very nervous when they saw the majestic white tiger suddenly go crazy.
Tianzhi, White Tiger and Goshawk are wary of each other.
But the little fat boy was looking at his father who was about to kill him.
Father is good-looking, and the little fat boy knows it.
Whenever he touched his father's face, his father would always smile and say that Yuer was a little pervert.
He also said that Yuer is much better looking than his father.
Emperor Mingxi had a cold face and ruthless eyes, as cold as ice that had not melted for thousands of years.
So this is what my father is like.
He was distant, majestic, and dignified, completely different from the gentle and handsome father that the fat boy remembered.
Emperor Mingxi was seriously ill, with a pale complexion and dark circles under his eyes.
But the occasional emotion that appeared in such a ruthless look was like the clouds in the sky that could dissipate at any time, unpredictable.
His whole body seemed to be covered by an endless abyss, ready to swallow people at any time and anywhere.
Little Baituanzi looked at his unfamiliar father, and all he felt was sadness.
His little head couldn't think of so many problems, and all he could think about was that his father was going to kill Wo.
A pair of eyes looked straight at the little fat boy, just like the malicious and cold eyes when he was young.
The fat little cub, who had buried his head in his wings, raised his head and saw his father looking at him with an unprecedented look.
The little fat boy felt scared.
"Chirp." The little white dumpling's cry was so weak.
Inside the Zichen Palace, all eyes turned to the silly little fat bird.
The fat cub lowered his head, not looking at any person or animal. His wings drooped weakly, and a whine escaped from his throat.
"Chirp." Let my father kill me. I don't want to come here again.
The silly baby was disappointed.
He was willing to do anything to see his father. Even when Jia San's brother said he wanted to kill him on the day he arrived, the fat boy just ignored Jia San angrily.
But seeing his father being so gentle one moment and ready to kill him the next, the little fat boy was very tired.
The one who wants to break my neck is my father. What can I do?
He won't even resist.
At this moment, the little fat boy remembered the safety tips that Ding Ding had told him.
A boy struggled hard when he was being killed, but when he found out that the person who was going to kill him was his mother, he stopped struggling.
Is that brother as sad as the little fat boy?
He doesn't know.
The silly baby didn't blame his father. He thought that maybe this way of meeting was not suitable.
Next time, Yuer will come to see his father again.
He would not hate his father, even if his father wanted to twist his head off.
Because the fish knows that his life is given by his father.
Nezha cut off his flesh to repay his mother and cut off his bones to repay his father.
Fish, fish, pay with your life.
Mo Xiao was angry because he knew that the cub was born by a cold-blooded two-legged beast.
Why did the cold-blooded bipeds stop recognizing him after he turned into a bird?
Seeing the little fat boy determined to die, it was like I had lost my wings and lost hope of living.
Mo Xiao just wants the little fat boy to be happy.
He swiped away the person standing in front of the cold-blooded two-legged beast with one claw, and chirped at him, "Chirp, chirp!"
He is your cub, smell him, smell this sweet and fragrant scent that intoxicates eagles.
A strange atmosphere spread, Tianzhi wanted to separate Moxiao, but was stopped by the emperor.
"I know, you can understand what I mean." "Cough cough." After the emperor finished speaking, blood flowed out of his throat.
Jia San put the cloak on the emperor and stepped aside.
The little fat boy subconsciously raised his paws and wanted to run over, but his father didn't recognize him.
He retracted his paws and curled up quietly.
The emperor looked at him, his eyes darkening slightly.
"Why do you look at it differently?"
Is there something in this bird that has the same origin as his child?
Even if wild beasts have spirits, they can be easily deceived by cunning humans.
"Yu'er is always jealous. If you treat him well, he will be unhappy."
His Majesty tried to reason.
Feitu moved his ears and blew out a puff of air from his nose. "Roar!"
This is the tiger cub, and it knows.
Seeing that these people refused to listen, the emperor felt a little headache.
In a trance, the emperor looked at the little fat bird again, and it was still huddled obediently at Feitu's feet.
Yuer would also hide behind people's legs.
A strange feeling lingered in the emperor's mind, and when he thought about what he had done, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
The emperor's pupils suddenly shrank, and he called out absentmindedly, "My son?"
The little fat boy turned his head and looked, but ultimately did not respond.
The clever little bird suddenly seemed to have lost its mind and started to preen its feathers on its own.
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