The emperor, who was in a state of panic, followed him stumblingly like a kite with a broken string.
"Good, very good. You cold-blooded bastard, if I had known this would happen, if I had known this would happen!" The furious emperor was filled with despair and resentment.
He wanted to say some vicious words, and the emperor never hesitated to say those sharp and vicious words.
It was obvious that he hated his youngest son deeply at this moment, but he couldn't bear to even utter a word of insult.
The only word they kept saying back and forth was "asshole".
He is even worse than those fools who are like pieces of wood and keep muttering nonsense.
Emperor Mingxi looked desperate, he thought, what kind of emperor am I?
At this moment, the cold-hearted and conscienceless person in front of him is the emperor.
"Dad, are you trying to say that you wouldn't have given birth to me if you had known earlier?" The little fat boy still had his hands on his neck, and the voices of both of them were hoarser than the other.
He even had the leisure to mock the emperor.
"Admit it, you love me to death. If you didn't love me, I wouldn't be able to come in here. Dad, are all emperors as powerful as you? You actually dug out an empty room without anyone noticing."
The little fat boy seemed to be strolling in this secret passage.
Emperor Mingxi felt a lump in his throat as he felt touched by his words.
I can't even say the word "bastard" after reading it a hundred times.
I had no choice but to lower my eyes and not look at him at all.
The secret passage was not long, but both of them walked very slowly.
The feeling of resentment continued to surge towards the little fat boy. The emperor, who had said several times that he wanted to sever the father-son relationship, pursed his lips tightly.
The candlelight was dim, and occasionally the little fat boy turned sideways, and the emperor could see his crystal tears.
Under the candlelight, it reflects a crystal light.
Perhaps it was because the situation was too tender, or perhaps it was because the little fat boy was teasing him, which made the emperor have a little thought in his heart.
He thought, maybe if the child calmed down, he would listen to him.
The emperor clenched his fists, suppressed the urge to beat the child, and whispered softly, "Son, you are just flesh and blood. I can grow up, and you won't kill me. It's good to continue like this. I can be with you forever..."
The little fat boy has always known that his father has a nice voice.
It is like water dripping from a clear spring, pearls falling on jade, and it also contains a casual and noble air.
When he let go of everything and spoke in a tone of bewitching, no one could escape the confusion of that moment.
fraud.
Liar, liar, liar!
He just lies to me!
The moment the fat baby was distracted, a warning sounded in his mind.
Tears streamed down his cheeks once more, and the little fat boy said seriously, "Flesh and blood can regenerate, but greed only expands. Father once told me not to be merciful, or my subjects would only become more demanding. Today, you restrain him with your own flesh and blood, but tomorrow, you will have to sacrifice your own life to save me."
Such presumptuous and taboo words were commonplace in his mouth and there was nothing to worry about.
The emperor subconsciously wanted to reply: So what?
However, the little fat boy seemed to know what was on his mind and said quickly, "I would rather die than trade my life for another."
The emperor remained silent, and at this moment they entered the dark room.
No matter how slow you go, there is still a road to travel.
Unlike the narrow passage, the dark room has everything you need.
The life-size golden Buddha emits a pure golden glow in the dim environment.
Beneath the lotus seat, between cups, was water as clear as moonlight.
A tiny blade was placed horizontally on top, the tip of the blade was scarlet.
Such an evil scene made the little fat boy feel an endless desire to destroy.
"Where is Hongyu?" He was crying, tears streaming down his face, not caring about his image.
Even a wise and benevolent emperor would blindly believe in such evil magic!
The emperor also shed tears, but he did not answer and just kept avoiding the question.
The little fat boy's heart skipped a beat and he understood something in an instant.
He hurriedly took out the red jade and looked at it under the candlelight. The patterns that he had not paid much attention to before were revealed to his true nature today.
"Is this your skin and flesh?" What will happen if you are extremely sad?
The little fat boy doesn't know either.
He seems to be dead now.
Only the shell of his body stood before his father.
"Don't you hate these things the most? When you were little, you told me that you hated these evil things that mislead people and told the fish to stay away from them. What are you doing now? As a father, you don't set a good example for your children!"
The voice is like that of a cuckoo, and every word is heartbreaking.
Thousands of years ago, filial piety was the most important virtue, and a father who killed his son would only spend a few days in jail.
The little fat boy not only disobeyed his father, but also questioned the emperor of the world.
The emperor was extremely confused, not knowing how to explain or how to repent.
He threatened the child by citing the fatherly relationship as the reason why he did not want the child to see these things.
Now that everything has been exposed, Emperor Mingxi is worried.
Seeing that his father didn't answer him, the little fat boy, whose limbs gave rise to infinite strength, looked at the golden Buddha and the cup.
These things that he detested and that had taken away the flesh and blood of his father should be turned into dust.
He leaped onto the Buddha statue with a fierce look and knocked it to the ground with a few punches.
When the emperor saw his supernatural powers, he was shocked and distressed.
While fighting with him for it, she pleaded: "Dad can't live without this, son. This is your hope to survive..."
The little fat boy didn't stop this time. He smashed these things to pieces as if he was possessed by a demon.
Emperor Mingxi had been cutting off his flesh and blood for several months, and his body was not as big as before. The fat boy had obtained the oath of the main system, and it was not something that the emperor could stop.
The people outside the palace could only hear the emperor's wailing, as if he had lost his life.
The proud emperor knelt on the ground, grabbing handfuls of gold powder in vain.
For a while, there was only the very slight sound of breathing.
The emperor's eyes were bloodshot and extremely sad. He pointed at the mess on the ground and said, "Yan Chengyu, you have such a cruel heart. Not only did you kill my child, you also killed me!"
"father……"
"Don't call me like that! Get out of here..." His Majesty's heart was broken, but he still tried to restore the powder.
Until now, I can’t even bear to say the word “get out”.
Your Majesty, Your Majesty, why don’t you understand that you have already been defeated miserably.
The little fat boy turned around in despair. He felt wronged by the resentment of his loved ones, but he did not regret it.
Next, there is still the last period of time to go.
The destruction of the golden Buddha will not stop my father from continuing his life.
He knew that his father would do it for him thousands and thousands of times.
Who told my father such a sorcery? He must find this person and cut him into pieces.
As the footsteps faded, Emperor Mingxi looked up, watching his youngest son's retreating figure, feeling a surge of despair: What else can I do to extend our time together just a little longer?
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