He was so innocent that the emperor was reluctant to spoil his idea.
So he responded softly: "Yeah."
After hearing this, the little fat boy was so happy that he didn't know what to do and started dancing with joy.
Finally, they sang the song: "Little Japan~Down with Little Japan~"
Others were confused and bewildered when listening to his words.
The emperor glanced at him and understood in his heart that this Japan might be the name of Wakoku in later generations.
I don’t know whether Dazhao exists in the world where Yuer once lived.
After singing the song, he was eager to go see his warriors and make some plans for them.
It’s just right while my father is here.
The little fat boy understood that these two countries, like Changnan, belonged completely to him.
"I want to go find the envoy." He put his arms around Emperor Mingxi's neck and blinked his big eyes.
Emperor Mingxi was surprised to see that the sky fire had no effect on him. He asked, "Aren't you afraid?"
We are in perfect harmony and understand each other without saying a word.
The little fat boy also understood what the emperor was talking about. He paused and said, "I have a father. Why should I be afraid?"
The emperor felt mixed emotions, as if he had been hit by something.
He suddenly asked, "What if I'm not here?"
Emperor Mingxi frowned slightly, and his eyes unconsciously avoided the gaze of the little fat boy.
The fat baby's eyes immediately turned red, tears welling up in his eyes: "The longevity pill, I gave the longevity pill to my father. You are always here, the fat kid also wants you, and I also want Xiao Yuan to charge into battle."
The emperor sighed, he shouldn't have said that.
But he didn't know what the black color on his arms was, and it was gradually spreading to his chest.
That self-cultivation thing was really useful to him, and the emperor tasted something from it that he couldn't tell others.
Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at them for not seeing through it.
"Little ancestor." Emperor Mingxi said nothing more, but just held his child steadily.
Slowly walked towards the hall.
"The fire from the sky today must have surprised everyone. Yu'er, go find them tomorrow."
The little fat boy naturally obeyed him.
Perhaps it was because they walked in unison, lifting their feet with each step, that the sound of even breathing could be heard from the emperor's shoulders.
Yuanqiu sleeps like a piglet. Apart from not snoring, the body shape is also very similar.
Emperor Mingxi looked up at the sky. No wonder he was sleeping.
It was time for his afternoon nap.
The emperor glanced at Jia Si, who was already standing there with his back bent, holding the small blanket.
Can this wooden stake do such a thing?
The emperor was thinking about the two people who were locked up in a palace by him, probably because of Wu Zhonghe's teachings.
I thought to myself that it was time to release the two of them.
Yuer didn't mention it, but every time he opened his eyes, he would look around. Wasn't he looking for his Wu Daban and Jiang Banban?
He didn't say anything, but because he was busy with his work, he thought these two people were helping him.
Let’s not talk about what’s happening in the outside world for now. The little fat boy had a dream.
That was not a sweet dream.
Strange lines, surging shadows, and colorful colors.
If other children saw this scene, they would be trembling with fear.
But he is a fierce general, the fat immortal, who has been to the battlefield, had nightmares, with Qingcang on his left and Baihu on his right, his father in front and Dingding behind.
He seemed to have nothing to fear.
Moreover, he had seen this scene before.
"Hello." The little fat boy stood where he was and greeted him obediently.
The leaping figure became even more excited and let out screams.
The little fat boy frowned, but didn't tell him to stop making noise because he could feel it.
This ugly, strange consciousness is very happy.
The fat baby thought, He must be fascinated by my wisdom and bravery.
When facing their admirers, Pisces should show more care and love.
"Well, long time no see. Are you looking for me?" The figure in front of me kept twisting but didn't speak.
The little fat boy was a little anxious.
He is sleeping!
His father wouldn't let him sleep for long, and if he didn't tell him, there would be no chance.
Their life levels are the same.
When the little fat boy felt His emotions, his leaping consciousness was also feeling His thoughts.
The twisting figure suddenly stopped, and after a pause, a huge blackboard appeared.
He had seen those two beings teaching the little fat boy, so he also wanted to use this method to make the little fat boy understand what he meant.
The picture turned, and the fat baby looked at several balls that appeared in the center of the picture.
He tried to show the little fat boy with a single color.
First, a black ball appeared. It was extremely large, but part of the ball was faintly corroded by fog.
A slightly smaller ink ball and a twisting rectangle appeared, as if they were resisting the erosion of the fog.
The little fat boy seemed to understand but not quite, he didn't know what these meant.
But his intuition told him that this was important.
Looking at the twisting rectangle, the little fat boy felt vaguely familiar. Why did he feel that he looked a lot like Ding Ding?
He wanted to ask, so he asked: "Is this Ding Ding?"
The fat finger pointed at the twisting rectangle.
The leaping consciousness burst into joy when it saw him, but when it saw the twisting rectangle, it couldn't hide its disgust.
After getting a positive answer, the little fat boy scratched his face.
There was a hint of confusion in his eyes.
Why do I feel like the whole world dislikes Ding Ding?
Suppressing this thought, the little fat boy was still a little confused.
He tried his best to understand what He meant, but when those words entered his mind, they turned into strange lines.
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