Number 0 is dormant.
This is the little fat boy's disaster, and it is something he must go through in order to change his fate.
Others don't use it because they haven't paid such a high price.
The little fat boy has the power of heaven.
The frequency of reason flashed at the speed of light, and No. 0 knew that he should stand by and watch.
But he is no longer that loyal and selfless person.
It is not the one who has been operating the universe for thousands of years, coldly watching the ups and downs of the world, from birth to destruction.
He has a soft spot, a human being he wants to favor.
Countless mechanical eyes flashed with cold light, and he was waiting for an opportunity.
If the little fat boy can't survive this disaster, he will definitely take action.
Even if the price is something he cannot afford.
The arguments and shouting in his mind completely blocked out the bored little fat kid grabbing his hands.
The gloating man thought the chubby child would cry, sob out of fear, but he saw the little fat boy clench his fists and loudly retort: ​​"I am extremely capable, Xiao Yuan is even more capable than me! A gentleman is judged by his deeds, not his heart. I am a gentleman, I do what I want to do. Whatever they want to do, I can't stop them."
He doesn't care about other people's betrayal at all. Perhaps he doesn't understand what betrayal is.
The little fat boy has no such concept.
There are some things that he wants to do, not for gaining something, so how can it be considered betrayal?
The fish just ignored them.
Father would catch them and spank them.
Hearing the little guy calling the killer god Xiao Yuan, several people looked at each other and their faces twitched.
Huh, Xiao Yuan?
It was this man named Xiao Yuan who subjugated all the nations for more than twenty years, and his child called the God of Killing Xiao Yuan?
"Emperor Mingxi values ​​you more than we thought." After a while, the man said sinisterly.
The fat kid, who had no sense of crisis at all, puffed out his chest. Although he was clearly isolated and helpless, he didn't show any fear at all. Instead, he was smug: "Of course, my father has no descendants, and I am his darling!"
He didn't even know what "no offspring" meant, but he memorized the words more and more every day he learned them.
Looking at his proud look, I'm afraid he still thinks "extinction" is a good word.
An Bingqiu lowered his head, and after hearing this, he looked up at the little fat boy who knew nothing.
The little prince's words obviously irritated the people around him.
Everyone was breathing rapidly and was extremely angry, as if they had punched cotton.
An Bingqiu has always regretted it, but it's a pity that his sister is stuck in the quagmire. Since ancient times, it has been difficult to be both loyal and righteous.
He finally chose his sister.
Anjou would never know that the eunuch who later came into contact with her was actually her proud brother.
He did things that hurt the little prince, but because he had a say in the prince's affairs, he climbed higher and higher.
Guilt was about to consume his heart.
An Bingqiu was afraid that these people would suddenly attack and hurt the little prince, so he looked at them with some concern when he heard this.
At least the little prince didn't die in front of him, so he wouldn't feel so bad.
Fortunately, all the men were adult men. Although they were castrated, they would not beat a four-year-old baby.
The leader said with a stern face, "Yan Jiyuan can't save you this time. He is the man of destiny, and his influence will affect more than just the interests of two countries. Just think about how many people are on our side, even though we were able to take you away from under his nose? Heaven is blind, let him open his eyes and see who is the man of destiny, who can live forever? How dare a mere infant accept such a destiny."
"So, you are jealous of me." The little fat boy nodded seriously.
"You're jealous of me because I was only four years old. First, I became my father's son. Then, I performed miracles from time to time. Then, even God loved me. The big guy turned into a golden dragon and ran into my arms. You're jealous of me~"
The heart of a child is truly terrifying. It only takes a few words to figure it out.
It is precisely because I thought too directly and simply that I grasped the key points.
"So what? Little fairy, just follow us obediently." The man clenched his teeth, his face trembling, and looked very ferocious.
How could he keep his composure when a four-year-old kid poked his nails?
I can only admit it stubbornly.
Who wouldn't be jealous of this little prince? He had such a smooth journey, and in the end, he even had to unify the country.
Why should we be as humble as dust? Why should some people work diligently for more than ten years, but still be defeated by a lucky four-year-old baby?
"I won't go with you." The little fat boy shook his head. Facing the ferocious man, he was not afraid at all.
An Bingqiu looked at his lovely face and asked in confusion.
"Why?"
The little fat boy lowered his head, not even looking at him, and said happily, "Father is here!"
Everyone was startled and looked around in horror.
This place is secluded and no sound can be heard. There is only the green color of bricks and tiles, and it is extremely quiet.
The man subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief and angrily said, "You little brat!"
But the next moment, one could hear a series of muffled groans, mixed with the sharp sound of breaking through the air.
Shining with the cold light unique to iron, the arrow seemed to have eyes.
Arrow after arrow pierced the human body.
Everyone fought desperately, but they were no match for the overwhelming force of swords and sabers.
Just one man, one bow, and one sword.
He killed all these spies who were highly skilled in martial arts and had been hiding for many years without leaving a single one alive.
After a short while, several people fell to the ground, with blood flowing from their limbs.
An Bingqiu's tendons in his hands and feet were cut, and his head was drooping.
Emperor Mingxi put the blood-stained knife back into the scabbard. He killed these people without even moving his twelve-tasseled crown.
If it weren't for the blood rising into the sky, and the bloody smell lingering on the bow and long sword.
He was like an emperor who had just changed into court robes and was accepting the kneeling worship of his courtiers.
Killing people is like killing chickens.
The little fat boy walked with his short legs and stood in front of Emperor Mingxi: "I want to be held."
The emperor ignored him, gently pushed him away, and led everyone under the sky.
Wu Zhonghe held the little guy's hand and comforted him carefully.
At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the newly built blue brick and tile houses seemed to be surrounded by a dead air.
The emperor did not ask for help and dragged everyone out like dead dogs.
He moved effortlessly, as if strolling in the garden.
"Father." The little fat boy, who was about to brag to the emperor about how smart he was, looked at his father who kept strangers away and called him hesitantly.
The wind gradually rose, the royal guards lowered their heads, the heavenly stems and earthly branches disappeared, and the palace maids and attendants lowered their brows.
Boundless silence spreads.
The little fat boy who was not afraid of retorting others broke into a sweat, and when the cold wind blew, the chill penetrated into his bones.
Make him tremble.
"Yan Chengyu, are you afraid too?"
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