Everyone in the hall only saw a flash of bright red before their eyes, and the blinding cold light made them close their eyes subconsciously.
When he looked up again, he saw the little prince's eyes were slightly red, and he asked the emperor in a hoarse voice: "Should I listen to Xiao Yuan or the fat boy?"
The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches suddenly fell at this moment, like rain and fog.
Their eyes were fixed on the sharp blade on the little prince's neck, and they were always looking for an opportunity to knock the blade down.
With a bang, it was not the knife that was knocked down, but Wu Daban was too stimulated, his eyes rolled back and he fell directly to the ground.
The emperor seemed to be frightened and did not retract his slightly stretched hands.
"Everyone knows that I am a little immortal. No matter how fast a mortal body is, it can't be faster than me." The little fat boy said this to the heavenly stems.
The Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, who had practically watched him grow up, quietly stopped at this moment.
It is because I pay attention to him all the time that I understand his magical qualities.
Jia Yi didn't care about overstepping his bounds and immediately knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, this is absolutely not allowed."
As he knelt, everyone swayed and knelt on the ground tremblingly.
It was this voice that woke the dazed emperor from his dream.
He was furious, frightened, and helpless.
In a split second, several expressions flashed across the emperor's face. Veins popped out from his forehead, and he lowered his brows: "Asshole, asshole, if you have any grudges, then come and take my life. Why bother?"
Threatening death obviously touched the emperor's bottom line and made him extremely angry.
The brutality and bloodthirstiness that had never been revealed before were now all on display.
The little fat boy didn't answer him, but just asked stubbornly: "Listen to me or listen to you?"
With a force on his hand, the sword that could cut through iron like mud broke through the skin, and bright red blood oozed out from the white neck, densely packed.
The emperor's dark pupils shrank sharply. The emperor, who had remained calm despite having many bloody holes in his heart, was now in extreme pain and could not even stand up.
Emperor Mingxi clenched his fists tightly, and there was anger in his eyes that others dared not look directly at.
But deep in his eyes, there was a hint of deep pain.
"Asshole, asshole." He said this, but retreated sadly: "I listen to you, I listen to you, asshole..."
Every insult is filled with indelible emotions.
The tall emperor suddenly hunched over, as if he had lost his vigor and vitality, like a defeated wolf king.
He curled up alone in a corner, licking his broken body.
At this moment, he didn't seem to be giving in, but was truly heartbroken by his own child.
The hole in his chest let in cold wind, leaving him riddled with wounds and shivering all over.
"What do you want to do?" The emperor's body was stiff, and he looked at his child mechanically with his inorganic eyes.
But there was no reflection in his eyes.
It was as if he was blinded by the surging blood.
The hurt is in your body, the pain is in my heart.
This sentence not only applies to the emperor's attitude towards the little fat boy, but also to the little fat boy's attitude towards his father.
He held the scimitar in his hand, not daring to look at Emperor Mingxi, for fear that if he looked at him, he would drop the scimitar.
She threw herself on his knees and begged for the emperor's forgiveness.
The fat baby pursed his lips tightly, his black eyelashes trembling all the time: "Take me to the place where you perform your evil magic."
The emperor could no longer bear it and staggered back against the table and chair: "You bastard, you want to drive me to death, do you and I really have to go this far?"
"But the fish can't do anything! The fish can't do anything!" The sob that was suppressed in his throat suddenly broke out, and he wailed again.
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