Xiaobao's calmness made everyone sigh in relief, but they also couldn't help but sigh at how important Chu Yue was in this child's heart.
So much so that it exceeded the blow of the demon.
But even after Xiaobao calmed down, he still held his head in his hands.
He is stuck in his own world and never wants to get out.
He was reincarnating every moment, playing out the scenes he saw in the Thousand Lines Divine Scroll in his mind.
Picture by picture, frame by frame, it's like a nightmare.
He saw strange beasts biting his mother's body, saw swords slashing at his mother's body, and saw his mother fall into a state of madness and vomiting blood.
He also saw the faces of the people in Dongli City with defeat written all over them.
The ruins are in ruins, the country is ruined and the family is destroyed.
His mother is his mother and the God of War of the Shenwu Kingdom.
He was wandering between selfishness and selflessness, hesitating and shouting.
But no one heard his weeping heart.
Only a glimmer of light emerged from the dark abyss to guide him.
Within the light, a seductive voice came out:
"Ye Chen, come on, this world is hopeless, this world is full of devastation, come and fall, come to hell, come and perish with me. Your mother is waiting for your redemption in hell."
"..."
The sound continued, confusing him.
Xiaobao wants to walk into the abyss and catch the sound.
But whenever he was about to get close and be swallowed by the abyss of light, his mother's voice would always ring in his ears:
"My little baby will also be a great hero in the future."
How can a hero fall?
Xiaobao put away his feet and moved back.
When his mind collapsed, the voice from the abyss sounded again.
He walked forward to find it.
In an instant, at the critical moment, they distanced themselves.
Xiaobao is like walking in and out of the gate of hell again and again.
Although he is young, he also knows.
Once he falls and sells his soul to others, he will no longer be a child that his mother, God of War, and his father Regal can be proud of.
"Ahhh!"
Xiaobao howled in pain: "Stop shouting, stop shouting, I won't go, I won't go to hell, mother doesn't like it, and father doesn't like it either, don't let me go, I won't go, mother won't like to fall."
My child, don’t shout, don’t.”
Xiaobao covered his ears and screamed.
Chu Yue hugged him tightly.
Even the power of Shennong cannot save Xiaobao now.
"The baby already has inner demons." The old man said impartially: "But this inner demon is a little strange, not like ordinary inner demons."
"Someone seduced him into a devil."
Ye Mohan lowered his head and looked at Xiaobao with sad eyes.
Gradually, an aura of slaughter that had accumulated for 90,000 years appeared in his eyes!
...
At the same time, the Tianfu royal family.
The splendid palace is luxurious and gorgeous in a style of its own, engraved with the wealth and nobility of the world.
The palace is ventilated on all sides, with screens made of light gauze and pearls.
The sound of silk and bamboo and the peaceful singing and dancing.
The dancer has a slim and soft waist, wearing a tulle dress, her graceful figure is looming, and she reveals all kinds of charm while twisting.
A pair of charming eyes looked lovingly at the young prince of the royal family, Wenren Jue, who was lying on the concubine's couch.
Wen Renjue's right arm was severed, and his body was covered with a dark blue velvet blanket.
The maid would either kneel on the ground and pour him wine, or stand by the couch and fan him.
There are also people who lean into his arms to tease them.
Although Wen Renjue had a look of enjoyment on his face, every time he thought of the humiliation of his broken arm, he wanted to kill Ye Chuyue quickly.
Wen Renjue grabbed the chin of the woman in his arms, held her tightly, and pressed her under his body. He didn't care that there were still people around him, and then he did what he wanted to do.
The maids seemed to be used to it, and they were no longer surprised. They continued to perform their duties and continued to do their "jobs".
Wen Renjue buried his head and bit the maid's neck.
Blood spilled from her lips and teeth, but the maid didn't even dare to scream, for fear of offending Wen Renjue.
"Call, call for me."
Wen Renjue just wanted to see the woman look frightened.
He replaced the woman with Ye Chuyue's appearance, as if he was a victor who commanded from above.
He was so sad that he could only seek a moment of solace from here.
The sound of strong and steady footsteps sounded loudly.
The person who came was none other than his brother, the eldest son of the royal family, King Anjin Wenrenyan!
When Wen Renyan saw the messy spring scenery in the room, he frowned and his aura disappeared.
All the maids knelt on the ground and kowtowed.
"Get out."
Wen Renyan flicked his purple and gold sleeves, and the maids kowtowed, and then they all ran away in panic.
Only one maid was left unable to move and was still being suppressed by Wen Renjue.
Wen Renyan stopped in front of the imperial concubine's bed and looked down at the young prince indifferently.
"Brother Wang, you are here."
Wen Renjue raised his head from the maid's neck, and there was thick red blood on the corner of his mouth.
He smiled and said, "Do you want to come together?"
"Snapped--"
Wen Renyan slapped Wen Renjue hard on the face, causing Wenren Jue to flip over and fall directly to the ground.
The maid grabbed the gauze and covered her body.
"roll."
Wen Renyan was so indifferent.
The maid stumbled away with red eyes.
"You haven't learned a lesson about the Jiuding Sect. Did I tell you not to provoke Ye Chuyue? Why do your people go to the Northern City? There are also magicians and Wenren among them.
Jue, what do you want to do?" Wen Renyan shouted in a low voice.
"You don't let me touch Ye Chuyue because you still miss Mu Fengming, who came from a poor background, right?"
Wen Renjue sat down on the ground regardless of his embarrassment and sneered: "Brother Wang, you are still the same. Are you really determined to wait for her?"
"what have you done?"
Wen Renyan stretched out his hand and pinched Wen Renjue's neck: "Say——"
Wen Renjue stared and refused to speak, not believing that Brother Wang would really kill him.
But the opponent's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and he is one step away from death.
"I said......"
In the end, he didn't dare to bear it to the end.
Wen Renyan let go of his hand and stared at him.
Wen Renjue turned his head and looked away and said: "I ordered the informant in the north to let the magician sneak into the inn in the north with the Qianxing Divine Scroll and lure the son of Ye Chuyue and Ye Mohan into the heart.
Devil, that child can never resist the magic spell. Once he signs a soul-selling contract with the magician, he will be our puppet. Then we can blackmail the emperor and order the princes, and let Ye Chuyue and Ye Mohan do it for us.
After working so hard, would they still ignore their own son? It’s just that the child’s spirit is incredibly strong and difficult to break, but it’s almost done. I don’t want to alert the snake, so I leave him at the inn and try to figure it out. After all, he has
With the blood of the Emperor, if we fail to defeat his inner demons and take him away, we will lose the overall situation."
"Snapped!"
Wen Renyan hit the young prince in the face again.
"What's wrong with this childish child, that you can do it to him?"
Wen Renyan stretched out his hand and shouted in a low voice: "Give me the method to break the curse, and I will send it to the north."