After Transmigrating into a Tyrant [Transmigration Book]

Ale Rong was attracted by him, and his eyes fell on him, sweeping across his face inch by inch.

Nangong Ziyi was generous and generous, allowing him to look at her without fear.

"Miss Nangong?" Ale Rong grinded these words between his mouth for a moment, his mind was blinded by hatred for too long, and he couldn't remember who Miss Nangong was for a while.

Finally, he pulled out some sporadic memories from the lengthy memory and looked at Nangong Ziyi: "Who are you?"

Nangong Ziyi avoided answering, and asked again stubbornly: "Is there anything wrong with Miss Nangong's family?"

Ale Rong squinted his eyes. Originally, he didn't want to pay attention to the kid who came with Qi Jing, but for some reason, when he saw those familiar eyes, he answered him mysteriously: "No."

He hates everyone in this world, including his own brothers and sisters, the tribe he was born in, and outsiders with sinister hearts. However, in his few warm memories, there is only one person who has stood with him from beginning to end and never betrayed him.

Even if she was beaten and scolded by him later, she never complained about him. Although she was a pampered young lady, she took off her fine clothes and was willing to be a country woman for him.He finally remembered the name of that smiling woman - Nangong Ying.

A Lerong was a little dazed for a while, and couldn't tell whether the man was a fiction he had fabricated to comfort himself in his cold and lonely life, or whether he had really existed.

Qi Jing was also very surprised by this kind of A Le Rong. A Le Rong had clearly denied his relationship with Miss Nangong before, but now he looks like he is not as ruthless as he said, but rather emotional look.

A Lerong quickly withdrew from his memory, looked at Nangong Ziyi coldly, and repeated the previous question: "Who are you? Is it her nephew or her nephew? Is it the Nangong family?" You came to take her back to Xingshi to question her?"

If he remembers correctly, the outside world is no different from Xiabu. Although Xiabu is not as strict with women, it is not too much.A woman like Nangong Ying who elopes with a man regardless of her family will be abandoned by her family and criticized by thousands of people.

"Then you can go, go back and tell the Patriarch of the Nangong family that Nangong Ying died 20 years ago, her bones have rotted into a handful of ashes, and she can't take her back with her if she wants to."

He said cold words expressionlessly, and saw the child who questioned him clenched his fists. Although he tried his best to restrain himself and try to calm himself down, tears still filled his eyes.

Although Nangong Ziyi had heard from Qi Jing that her aunt was no longer there, but hearing it from Ale Rong again, she had a different feeling.He originally thought that he was already mentally prepared and had learned to disguise himself tactfully, but he suddenly collapsed in Ale Rong's words without a trace of emotion.

He thought that his heart was as cold as iron, but after so many years, he had already gotten used to disguising himself with a smile, and would no longer care about those two parents who abandoned him since birth.However, when things came to an end, he suddenly discovered that in his heart, he still longed for his parents, longing for them to treat their children like other parents, to touch his head, to encourage him gently, even if he just smiled at him. good.

However, he never imagined that when he really faced his biological parents, it would be this kind of scene.

The chic and calm appearance she always pretended to be unrestrained could no longer be maintained, Nangong Ziyi's hot tears rolled down her cheeks, like a child who had lost her beloved toy, she slid on the ground regardless of her image, crying bitterly: " How could you do this? How could you do this to me? What did I do wrong?"

Ale Rong looked at the child in front of him, crying and choking while speaking words he could not understand. For some reason, his heart ached like a needle.

He forced himself to be calm, raised his eyebrows, and asked Qi Jing: "Good nephew, why is this friend you brought so useless? I just said one thing..."

"you shut up!"

Qi Jing really couldn't stand it anymore, and roared at him: "What qualifications do you have to say such a thing? Do you know that he is..."

"Don't say it!" Nangong Ziyi interrupted him with tears still on her face, "I don't want him to know."

Qi Jing didn't listen to him this time, he smelled more and more gunpowder smoke outside, and could even vaguely see the flames all over the sky outside, he couldn't let Yan Zhilan and Nangong Ziyi die with them, these two days Individuals are truly innocent people who have done nothing wrong and should not be implicated.

He stared at Alerong closely, paused every word, and said clearly: "Do you still remember that more than 20 years ago, you escaped from Xiabu and were rescued by Miss Nangong. In order to repay the kindness of saving your life, you sacrificed yourself A promise?"

Ale Rong raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?" After he finished speaking, he glanced at Nangong Ziyi thoughtfully, and suddenly said, "He told you?" Then he mocked, "I remember your aristocratic family , didn’t you always follow the principle of keeping family ugliness from publicity? Why? After so many years, you don’t care about family ugliness anymore?”

Hearing this, Nangong Ziyi's standing body trembled, and her face turned pale instantly.He never thought that in his father's eyes, his mother was just a woman who had something to do with him?

Qi Jing glared at Ale Rong angrily: "Miss Nangong has a deep affection for you, is this how you repay her?"

A Lerong said indifferently: "Yes, she has deep affection for me. So what? My good nephew, who told you that one person's deep affection will definitely be exchanged for another person's equal in return?"

He clicked his tongue and said: "After seeing so many jokes, you should also know that I have the same deep affection for my elder sister and elder brother. Then you see, what have I gained?"

"My uncle might as well teach you this last lesson. People are often greedy. If you treat him well, he may not treat you well. If you adore him, he must also adore you? Children, how can there be such a thing in the world? Such a smooth thing? Otherwise, how can there be such a thing as asking but not being hated because of love?"

He changed the subject and said again: "Nangong Ying has a deep affection for me, but the feelings in this world are so wonderful. Who stipulates that she likes me, so I have to like her? What she likes is hers." What does it have to do with me?"

"You..." Qi Jing was almost taken aback by his unreasonable words, "Since this is the case, why do you want to marry Miss Nangong and waste your life?"

Hearing this, Ale Rong was surprised and said, "Who said I was married to her?"

Qi Jing was furious, and said without hesitation: "If you hadn't married her, how could she have given birth to your child?"

Ale Rong was stunned for a moment, and retorted: "Impossible! Nangong Ying and I are just superficial couples. I have never touched her. How could she give birth to my child?"

It was true that Nangong Ying fell in love with him, and even followed him to Xiabu regardless of his life, but he knew clearly that he had never touched her, and she had never mentioned that she had given birth to a child for him.Otherwise, how could he know nothing?

Nangong Ziyi's face paled suddenly, his lips twitched, and he was on the verge of falling: "How is it possible? Then who am I? Whose child am I?"

Although his voice was extremely small, it was still keenly heard by Alerong.

His sharp eyes shot at Nangong Ziyi, and he squinted: "Are you Nangong Ying's son?"

Without waiting for Nangong Ziyi to answer, he said directly: "No wonder I always feel familiar, your eyes and mouth are very similar to Nangong Ying's." However, he then attacked mercilessly, "That old fellow Nangong Chi Tell you that you are my child? It's ridiculous, I have never had skin-to-skin contact with Nangong Ying, how could you be my child. "

The eyes of the person who has always been pitied looked at Nangong Ziyi with a bit of pity and sympathy: "In short, I don't care whose child you are, what I can be sure of is that you are definitely not my child. If I had child……"

His eyes gradually turned soft, and he said firmly, "I will never let my child be like me, be looked down upon, scolded by others, like a mouse in the gutter, and not see the light. I must let my child Children are the happiest and most carefree people in the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, there were several loud bangs of "bang bang bang" outside, accompanied by thick gunpowder smoke and heat waves, mixed with the cries and screams of countless people.

Fuyou's face changed drastically, and he stared at A Lerong: "A Le Rong! What did you do?"

Qi Jing was puzzled: "Isn't it kerosene..." Soon, he smelled the pungent smell in the air, and at the same time Yan Zhilan's calm voice sounded beside him, "Not only kerosene, but also gunpowder."

Ale Rong looked at them appreciatively: "That's right, I buried the entire underground of Xiabu with gunpowder just in case, if someone can escape from the sea of ​​fire, there will be another wave of surprises waiting for him."

Fuyou looked at him in disbelief, like looking at a lunatic: "You want to destroy the entire Xiabu? You are really crazy!"

A Lerong said indifferently: "Yes, I just want to destroy the whole Xiabu." His ferocious face looked like a ghost crawling out of hell, "I want everyone who is sorry for me to die a good death."

"Didn't the blood of the gods claim to be noble and not to flow with mortals? I want the entire Xia family to disappear from this world, and never appear in front of the world again. Isn't the blood of the gods inherently healing? The Lone Blood Tree confuses their minds and completely controls them. Aren’t they born with healing powers? I buried the fire/powder of the entire tribe and blew people into ashes. I don’t believe in breaking them into slag And heal."

Fuyou said angrily: "What about those children? Why are those children sorry for you? How innocent are they!"

Ale Rong sighed: "Yes, they didn't feel sorry for me. But—" His alluring appearance was especially gorgeous in the flames sprayed in from outside, and he said regretfully, "But who made them be born in Xiabu What? This is their fate—"

Fuyou pointed at his trembling hands angrily, and angrily said, "Stop it!"

Ale Rong looked at him with compassion, his eyes fell outside the ancestral hall, and he shook his head: "It's too late, brother."

Qi Jing felt a chill behind his back, followed his gaze, and saw the overwhelming flames rushing towards the ancestral hall roaring like sea waves.

In front of them is the fire wave, behind them is A Lerong, and the soles of their feet are endless fire/powder, which is inevitable.

Seeing the flames getting farther and farther away, Qi Jing felt despair in his heart, for some reason, he subconsciously took a look at Yan Zhilan.

Just meeting Yan Zhilan's calm eyes, Yan Zhilan seemed to be taken aback, and squeezed his hand tightly.