Han Li taught his children like an eagle. If the cub learned to shut up, he would untie him and stand aside. If he couldn't learn to shut up, he would tie him up and keep him from eating or drinking.
Hearing the cries of the little ones, he became increasingly out of breath. When he was dismantling the castle, he used his spiritual energy to prop up the castle to avoid making even the slightest sound.
Silk cloth laughed at her: "You can't bear it. Now you have seen the cruelty of reality. Han Li's method is still gentle. You should go and see how the real big demon clan trains cubs. The cubs that can't keep up."
But you will be eaten by adults."
Hu Qing: "..."
She had seen the animal world. But what was around her, what was in front of her, were little fairies that could talk, act cute, and turn into human forms... They were still cute little fairies.
She sighed and whispered in her heart: "I am embarrassed to take action against my own family. In this way, let's go to the demon world, and I will find more of the little demons that have been abandoned by the adults and raise them in the space. I don't need them to be productive, as long as they have wisdom.
, right."
Silk cloth choked. He didn't expect her to find such a twisted way in her words. If someone doesn't want you, you'll keep her as a treasure in a space? You, you, you - you're really a good loophole to take advantage of.
He reminded: "You mean well, but when the little demon you adopt grows up, he will also have the coldness and ruthlessness of the demon clan in his heart. They will treat their own children in the same way as the fittest, and they will eat their own flesh and blood."
Silk cloth said: "This is the law. The law is ruthless."
Hu chuckled lightly: "Xiaobu, you told me the rules."
Silk cloth: "I'm not telling you that. I heard my ex and other people say this, and this is what I saw."
Hu Qing: "I'm not the real way of heaven. They reproduce their own laws and I won't interfere."
Snap.
The sound of cracking a whip.
Hu Qing was so frightened that she turned around and saw Han Li holding a whip. The little cuties were lining up, some were walking, and some were taking off. Many cuties looked in her direction, pairs of blue ones.
Big green, yellow and black eyes, full of tears.
Hu Qing's heart twisted into a ball, and she subconsciously looked at Han Li, and then she touched Han Li's stern face and cold eyes, and she turned her head back silently.
Silk cloth: a coward.
Hu Qing muttered in his heart: Aren't you quite capable of making trouble with me? Why don't you dare to rebel against Han Li? Rebellion, start a riot, only then will I have a reason to send reinforcements to rescue you!
To Hu Qing's dismay, Han Li was very good at training his children, and no one dared to rebel.
Han Li quietly said to them: "Do you like Aunt Hu Qing?" He smiled ferociously, "If you dare to be disobedient, I will kick her out so that you will never see her again or eat the food she cooks -
-You are not allowed to cry, and you are not allowed to eat if you cry!"
Devil! Devil! When we grow up, we will defeat you!
After two months of devil training, Han Li had to do a task. When he handed it over to Hu Qing, he was still dissatisfied: "You are loose and spoiled by adults. Junior sister, please don't be lenient."
Hu Qing collapsed, why don't you show mercy? Look at those poor cubs, each of them has lost three times weight. Standing there motionless, what's the difference between them and stones? Where's their wildness? Where's their liveliness? Are you?
If you are a human being, please leave now!
Han Li left, leaving a desolate place. After a long time, someone let out a very slight sob first, and soon countless cries burst out of the throat together.
"Wow wow - I want to go home -"
"Looking for mother - looking for father -"
"I quit--"
"Auntie is also a bad guy——"
The demonic sound penetrated his ears, and Hu Qing thought, it would be better if Han Li didn't leave.
She said with a straight face: "Don't cry! Whoever cries again will have nothing to eat! From today on, you will catch the ingredients for me to cook for you. Whoever can't catch it will be hungry."
It's not her own child anyway, so she can be cruel.
The crying stopped for a moment, and then broke out into even louder crying.
In any case, Hu Qing had a hard time this time. In order to ensure the safety of the little cubs, she asked the puppet to catch the low-level monsters from a distance for them to play with. After catching them, she discovered that those first- and second-level monsters were
They had no intention of resisting the pressure from their bloodline on these weak and cute creatures. The biggest resistance was to turn around and run away. Those who were less courageous were so frightened that they lay on the ground and trembled.
Unable to do so, Hu Qing had no choice but to get rid of them as food, and let the puppet capture the larger ones that were ferocious and difficult to train.
The puppet brought a big hornet's nest.
Hu Qing: "..."
This thing, let alone a cute thing, is her. If you see it, you should take a detour, okay?
Let them go back and catch a squirrel. This squirrel is not a cute little squirrel, but has a body spread nearly two meters and a tail as thick and hard as a stick. After careful observation, I found that the squirrel beast was actually facing these cute animals.
His eyes flashed fiercely, his claws scratched the ground, and he was instantly satisfied.
"Catch it, and Auntie will make you the legendary sugar triangle." Hu Qing encouraged the little cute creatures to rush.
Sugar triangle? What is it? It sounds delicious.
With unsatisfactory saliva dripping down, the little cute creatures looked at the big squirrel, their immature eyes showing their desire for food, which is the most primitive desire.
The crowd rushed forward.
Scratching, biting, scratching and stomping, the big squirrel relied on its amazing jumping ability to throw away the pendant on its body and was pounced on again. Above its head, there was a small bird that could not fly high and attacked its head. It grabbed it ferociously.
At the end of the battle, the big squirrel was panting and fell to the ground without any good skin. A ferocious little wolf cub rushed up and bit its throat and whimpered for a long time. The big squirrel died.
We can't count our side as winning. They exchanged one life for dozens of serious injuries and dozens of minor injuries. The most seriously injured little tiger had an eyeball that was about to fall out of the torn eye socket, and he was tossing and turning.
Woohoo, several bones in the body were broken. That big squirrel was extremely strong.
Hu Qing stepped forward to deal with the injury and babbled: "You see how dangerous it is outside. You so many high-level monsters can't defeat a little squirrel. I don't blame Han Li for training you. Are you afraid? If you still want to play here,
Eat the food cooked by aunt. Later, aunt will catch the squirrels again, and you can continue fighting. If you are afraid, aunt will send you home now and won't take you to play in the future."
Just kidding, these are demons of high-level bloodline, how can they be afraid? They don’t know what they are afraid of, and they are moaning and groaning just because their bodies are really hurting.
After Hu Qing had healed all their wounds and fed them, they were all heavy and full of energy. He asked Hu Qing to catch a big eagle and shoot it for them.
Hu Qing was surprised: "Why a big eagle?"
The biggest one, Little Xuepeng, jumped on its feet and raised its wings: "I know, I know. The big eagle is the Split-tail Demon Eagle, the mortal enemy of our nine tribes. The Split-tail Demon Eagle has killed many of our tribesmen. The clan leader said that when he saw Lie
The tailed demon eagle kills them all."
The childish accent of the little warrior shouted out the hatred of generations. At an ignorant age, hatred has been passed down from generation to generation.
In this regard, Hu Qing did not explain her position or camp thoughts. She nodded calmly: "Yes, kill all the enemies."
Some hatred has accumulated so much that it has become instinctive and does not need to be changed.