Ever since the emperor severed his family ties, killed the previous emperor, and destroyed his disobedient brothers, he would never cry again.
The proud emperor sat on the dragon throne, holding power over the world.
He is the embodiment of cold-bloodedness and ruthlessness. Wherever the emperor's holy name goes, everyone is afraid of him.
The three-way balance of power ended when he ascended the throne, and even the emperors of the other two countries had to bow down before the emperor.
The whole world prostrates itself before the emperor.
There was only coldness on his face and no warmth in his eyes.
But after the little fat boy was born, he threw away his twelve-tasseled crown and raised his newborn child with his own hands.
Save him from suffering, save him from fear, save him from displacement, save him from being left without support.
Even though he always joked with others, saying that his child had a green face and fangs.
But if anyone dares to agree, the emperor will make that person taste the emperor's wrath.
At this moment, the bright and handsome emperor knelt on the cold blue bricks, leaning forward again and again.
His hair was disheveled and his face looked paler than if he had been soaked in water for seven or eight days.
He is afraid and terrified.
This was not the emotion an emperor like him should have. He was born noble and looked down upon the world.
Seeing such an expression on such an emperor makes people want to wipe their eyes and see if they are dazzled.
1002 watched helplessly as the emperor bowed reverently again and again, even forgetting to operate the flying program, and suddenly fell to the ground.
There was a loud banging sound.
1002, who had fallen flat on his face, got up from the ground and stretched out a hand.
Strong and powerful, with long fingers.
Pull him up.
"Thank you—" 1002 apologized politely, and the next second he suddenly looked up with a look of seeing a ghost.
"Brother, you, you can see Tong? You can also touch Tong?" 1002's body was almost cracked, he looked at Emperor Mingxi in disbelief.
Then eyeballs fell all over the floor.
The emperor stood with his hands behind his back. The scene displayed in 1002 was extremely horrifying, but the emperor, the only one who could see it, was unaware of it.
He just looked at 1002 silently, but the emotions in his eyes were extremely strong, like a dormant volcano about to erupt.
The pupils are like fog and the eyes are pitch black.
As if to devour everything.
Emperor Mingxi closed his eyes slightly and said, "You're back."
1002 felt a chill in his heart when he was looked at by such a gaze. He really couldn't understand how Yan Jiyuan could see him and touch him.
In human terms, he is a higher-dimensional creature.
In the low-dimensional world, no one can sense his existence unless he allows it.
unless……
The eldest brother's life level is on the same dimension as his.
1002 suddenly realized that only this answer could explain the scene at this moment.
He couldn't help feeling a little guilty. When would Yan Jiyuan be able to see him?
Tongke had said a lot of bad things about his elder brother before, calling him by his name and insulting him every day.
As a higher-dimensional life form, 1002 has no feelings towards humans.
But he was only afraid of Emperor Mingxi, it was a tremor that came from his soul.
"Brother." 1002 called out dryly. At this moment, he didn't know what he was thinking.
He came here with the intention of sacrificing himself, but when he got here, he saw that his elder brother was not crazy.
Moreover, while he was placing the memorial tablet, he was reciting the name of the little fat boy.
1002 tore open its tiny body and almost instantly transformed into a machine of the same height as the emperor.
They looked straight ahead.
But that silver-white machine seemed to be inferior to Emperor Mingxi.
"My son is dying." Emperor Mingxi said this slowly. His eyes were calm, but his tone was slow but still trembling.
It showed that he was not at peace.
1002 was no longer stupid. He stared into His Majesty's eyes and said, "He looks fine!"
The silver-white machinery was heavily tuned.
Emperor Mingxi stood alone by the side, like a long, calm river that never changed.
He ignored 1002's words and didn't even look at him.
He just absentmindedly spoke of everything he knew: "The gray marks were originally on my body, making me feel uncomfortable. The longevity pills I took were useless, and I was afraid of dying early. Unable to accompany my son, I began to cultivate immortality. But cultivating immortality was useless. I don't know how long it took, my son leaned on me and cried bitterly. Those places covered with gray marks, those places where tears flowed, were all burning——"
The calm tone rose: "I thought it was an illusion, but the scorching breath seemed to burn my body. I endured the pain and comforted the child. After he left, I found that the marks disappeared! I thought, I thought that God had pity on us father and son and did not want us to be separated, and everything was going on the right track, but just now, I saw that mark on Yu'er..."
Emperor Mingxi turned and looked directly at 1002. The despair and pain flowing in his eyes made everyone empathize with him. "I told him to cry, tried to heal with his tears, but it was no use! I am powerless, so I can only place my hope on these gods and Buddhas. You know, Yu'er may also be a gift from them."
Emperor Mingxi knew he was talking nonsense because he had speculated almost everything.
The origin of the little fat boy, the origin of the two systems, his eyes have seen through everything.
But in a hurry to find a cure, in order to avoid that hopeless outcome, Emperor Mingxi instinctively avoided it.
Place your hopes on that elusive road.
He only has this one child, but that child is the only one in his life and the one who controls his joys and sorrows.
He wouldn't allow the little fat boy to make any mistakes. "You called 1002, right? Do you have a way to save my child?"
His Majesty's tone was extremely gentle, and it was the first time that 1002 heard him speak so much.
Seeing him so distracted.
"I know you must have a way." The gods and Buddhas in the sky did not respond to the emperor, so the emperor had to shift all his attention to 1002.
Hoping that the extraordinary existence could bring him a lotus.
The silver-white machine was petrified in its place, and he couldn't imagine what he heard.
His body crackled.
He became almost deaf.
The president was just going out to maintain stability in the world for a while, so why would his child die?
Tong was obviously here to save the eldest brother, so why in the end, the eldest brother asked Tong to save the cub?
1002 was silent for a long moment, then shed his childish demeanor and launched into a storm. "I didn't see any traces of him, and that extended my spirit. He's fine, brother. Is it possible you're mistaken?"
There was also a despair in his voice that was on the verge of breaking.
Emperor Mingxi was startled and said, "Perhaps my eyes are blurry, or perhaps it is the blessing of the Nine Heavens God. I will go and take a look--"
The emperor walked away with big strides.
1002 Standing in place, he saw Emperor Mingxi almost fleeing.
The silver-white body flickered slightly, and the space seemed to be torn apart.
He disappeared on the spot.
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