Tyrant and his crying baby bottle

Strangely, the feather arrow didn't pierce Erbao's body, but turned into tiny light spots in front of him, and fell to the ground like ashes after being extinguished.

The chirping of the arrow eagle became even more chaotic, whining as if it was extremely afraid of something, and then flew up one after another, and disappeared at the end of the woods.

At the same time, the colorful rays of light gradually shrunk into a circle, and suddenly gathered in front of Er Bao's chest.

Er Bao was startled by this scene.He knew that the eggshell in the golden sac could resist some external damage, but he didn't know that it had reached this level.But Tibetan bow didn't seem surprised.

Naturally, Zang Gong was not surprised, he won the bet, but he was covered in cold sweat.He walked up to Erbao, not understanding why he didn't dare to look at Erbao.Obviously just made a correct decision, but felt guilty like stealing someone.

He unbuttoned Er Bao's collar, took out the gold silk pouch, shook Er Bao's dull gaze, and said, "You don't know how old you are, I know."

Er Bao came back to his senses, snatched back his golden silk sac, "Who told you that I don't know anymore, I am twenty this year!"

Tibetan bow said: "It's eighteen."

Er Bao looked up at him when he heard the words, not understanding what he meant.

Zang Gong said: "You were just born 18 years ago, and you were sent to the Shenji Center by the coalition forces. Since then, the Shenji has an energy core, and all living beings in the world have a source of blood and energy. They are not afraid of injury or disease, and even stop. the aging process. In other words, you are a 'magic egg'."

Er Bao's reaction was a beat slower, and he said after a while: "How do you know?"

Zang Gong gave a general account of the construction of the Shenji Center by the coalition forces, but concealed the true origin of the second treasure.In fact, if he didn't know the details of the "magic machine egg", it would be hard for him to believe that there are aliens in this world.

The small owner of Quanren Grocery Store at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, a kind-hearted young man who saved lives and healed the wounded, turned out to be the last member of the Alien Demon Clan—the Alien Demon Son.

Just like what he said before, the foreign monsters have the ability to reach the sky, but they can't control their minds, and they will be controlled by power when they reach adulthood.He wasn't sure if Erbao would do that, and he wasn't sure if Erbao could accept the identity of a foreign demon, and he wasn't sure if Erbao would feel revenge.

In addition, the thing that makes Tibetan bow most unable to speak is actually the debt to Erbao.This little fool has always regarded himself as a machine for supplying energy. Not only does he not hate the injustice of fate, but he also takes the responsibility for interrupting the supply.

Erbao actually didn't think about it that much, he has long accepted the fact that he is a "magic boy".Ever since that benefactor rescued him, he has understood that someone will let you down and someone will sacrifice their lives to protect you. The world is like a circle, and sooner or later, the beginning and the end will be linked.

He was more concerned about another question: "So that's why you use me as a shield?"

Cang Gong: "..." Isn't that the reason why you push him out to solve the problem if he can solve the predicament?

what to do.Reason and logic are easy to talk about, but feelings are hard to talk about. Xiao Erbao is not only hurt by his feelings, but also has reasonable logic.Zang Gong frowned and thought, seeing Xiao Erbao turning his head to leave, he quickly opened his cloak and wrapped him in his arms, pressing his head to prevent him from leaving.

Er Bao was so angry that he stepped on his feet, kicked his knees, and cursed: "Are you still shameless? I don't care about you anymore. Just let me go. From now on, we will go back to the bridge and go back to the bridge." No debt! Let go!"

Tibetan bow let him kick and beat, "Don't let go, you can't leave me alone."

Er Bao couldn't get him, so he couldn't help but started to cry again, "It's fine if you extort my money, and it's fine if you eat my money and live in mine, I can bear it. But you can't do one thing to the face and another to the other side, just push me Going out to block arrows and coaxing me again, what are you doing, are you a rascal?"

Seeing him crying, Zang Gong lost his mind again.Why does the little fool love to cry so much?We all know that men don't flick their tears lightly, but he flicks them all the time.I have never heard of a man made of water.

Otherwise, just play a rogue?

So Zang Gong let out a muffled grunt, and supported Er Bao to slowly fall to the ground.

Seeing this, Erbao first suspected that he was pretending and told him to get up.He refused to get up, so Er Bao pulled his long braids to see his expression, believed him halfway, wiped away his tears and asked, "What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

Tibetan bow said: "I was hit by an arrow. I was afraid that you didn't tell you because you were worried. The wound was torn apart when you kicked it just now."

He spread out his palm for Erbao to see, and it was bright red.

Er Bao himself often bleeds, and he is used to seeing other people bleed, but for some reason, the bright red hurts his eyes, and the remaining half of his heart that has not softened immediately softens.

—Forget it, forget it, is it possible to watch the Huotou army die in front of your eyes?The Huotou army has no heart, and as a doctor, he can't follow the heartless, at worst, it is the last time to help before the circumcision.

Er Bao's nose became sour, and he opened the hem of his clothes and asked, "Where is the injury?"

Zang Gong said: "The injury is in the lower abdomen, here..."

As soon as he showed his well-defined abdominal muscles, he saw Er Bao bit his finger. "What are you doing to hurt yourself?" Cang Gong couldn't hold back his anger.

Er Bao said: "Of course it is to heal your wounds, why do you need to ask?"

Tibetan bow: "..."

Restoring Fart's wound, that wound was scratched out by himself, in order to win Er Bao's sympathy.

"This little injury is nothing. In the future, don't take the initiative to give it to you if you don't ask for it. Don't be reserved at all."

"Why are you so fierce, anyway, I don't feel pain, do you like it or not!"

"Yes! Why not."

Huotoujun was aggressive, pinching Erbao's white wrist, muttering in his heart, "It's not my fault this time, it's all because of your own initiative, I can't waste food", then opened his mouth slightly, bowed his head and took the ice-carved jade The sharp index finger put it in his mouth.

The warm and soft touch hit, and Erbao's eyes widened instantly.

"You, you, you! I'm planning to apply it on your wound! Local wounds, external application is better than internal administration!"

"Huh?" Zang Gong's ears felt inexplicably hot.

Xiao Erbao's fingers were thin and tender, and the taste was better than he could imagine. He was reluctant to let go of his jaw and refused to admit that he had other thoughts, so he sucked it hard twice, and argued: "I just like to take it internally, can't I? Only by taking it internally can it be fully absorbed."

"Then don't lick it, it's so itchy!"

"What's wrong with licking you, you sent me to lick, otherwise why didn't you just give me the 'energy bomb'"? "

"Ah, yes, I forgot."

"What did you forget? You did it on purpose. Hurry up and apologize to me."

"……sorry."

The rest of the road was much slower. Without a cart or a horse, it was too strenuous to rely on two legs alone.Zang Gong has long legs and good physical strength, so he can walk faster. Er Bao often runs wildly to catch up with him, and then he is so tired that he gasps and is left behind.

The two men had their own thoughts along the way.

Cang Gong suspects that he has reached the age and needs a woman, so he reacts uncontrollably when drinking blood.

In the past, I was so busy fighting wars that I didn't even have a servant girl by my side, and sometimes I couldn't imagine a woman's body and fragrance when I was tossing and turning in the middle of the night.

His only memory of women seems to be his mother and concubine.The aroma of Zhicao is elegant and gentle, and it is kind in retrospect.If you really want to smell the rich powdery smell, you will feel sweet and greasy.

It's no wonder that there are rumors outside that he has broken sleeves. He hasn't married a concubine in his twenties. Isn't there a suspicion of broken sleeves?

Tsk, it's not really a broken sleeve.

Zang Gong raised his hand and smelled it, what remained was the fragrance of medicine on Er Bao's wrist.

Oh, how is it possible.Whoever tells me that I am Duanxiu is Duanxiu!

The tall figure of Huotoujun led the way in front, and Erbao watched all the way from behind.He still couldn't figure out what kind of heart this person was, why he was good and bad at one time, could save people in a sea of ​​fire at one time, and kill people at another time.

What's more, I didn't think about it carefully before, thinking that the fire-headed army really came out to escort him. Now it seems that he actually wants to go to the palace by himself and needs a customs clearance certificate.

Then why did he want to go to the palace?Even if you want revenge, you should go to the army, and the Huotou army does not serve in the palace.

Can't figure it out.

When the moon was in the middle of the sky, the two finally crossed the Six Wings and reached the territory of the Hui people.Before that, there was another cross-examination. Fortunately, Er Bao had a certificate, and the two of them looked like wise people, so they didn't make things difficult.

It's just that Erbao was reprimanded again, because Zang Gong found out that he had secretly carried a dead arrow eagle, and tried to take it back and cut off its wings and install it on the squirrel.

What kind of place is the royal palace? Could it be that he walked in with dead things as he said?The skull was knocked again.

Tibetan bow didn't get used to him, he grabbed the dead arrow eagle and threw it into the river.Then pluck the hair, remove the head, peel off the internal organs, and it is quite fragrant when roasted.

After staying in the inn, Er Bao, who had been exhausted for a whole day, quickly fell asleep. In the middle of the night, he suddenly noticed movement on the soles of his feet, like a mouse with a big tail scurrying around under the bed.The timid little boss suddenly woke up from his dream and rolled off the bed with a groan.

"Shhhhh, it's me, don't make a sound!"

"Ah, Boss Gray! Why are you here?"

Suddenly seeing the squirrel in front of him, Er Bao wept with joy.He hugged his dear squirrel and rubbed it, his nose and tears wiped the squirrel all over.

The squirrel kicked him away, and said in a low voice, "I followed you as soon as you were on the road, and rubbed against someone else's steam car. It's a pity that you didn't follow the road completely, and it was delayed until now to catch up."

Erbao said: "Then why don't you just start with me? Fortunately, today is walking, otherwise you don't know when you will catch up."

The squirrel said: "It doesn't matter, I can smell you. I didn't go with you just in case of accidents. How about it, did the dog general cheat you?"

Er Bao lowered his head and muttered: "It's a mess."

Erbao told all about throwing away Tibetan bow from the sled team, pushing him out to block arrows, and biting his neck, and also about the "five lives" of the five people before.Squirrel was shocked when he heard this, and concluded that the Huotou army was a murderous monster, and Erbao had to leave immediately.

When Er Bao thought about it, it made sense, after all, he didn't know the real purpose of Tibetan Gong going to the palace, if he planned to commit crimes in the palace, then he and his family would be the ones who would suffer.

Thinking of this, the second treasure immediately packed his luggage and said, "I should go to Qiu Lengjun and the others, I hope there is still time. By the way, why is the general not in the room, have you seen him?"

The squirrel spat: "He's such a fart general! I saw it, and probably knew he was a beast. After you fell asleep, he would lie on the roof. Let's go now."

Erbao didn't dare to go up the stairs, and hugged the squirrel and slid down the log from the end of the corridor.Although he couldn't bear it, the Tibetan bow was more important than the domestic livestock, so he gritted his teeth and ran away.

After a while, we bypassed a small hill, waded across a small pond, and crossed a stone arch bridge.All the way was smooth, until I got off the arch bridge, a dark figure came into view.

I saw the other party sitting on a white bare rock with his knees propped up, his cloak swaying slightly in the night wind like a ghost, which made people shiver involuntarily.

"Boss Hui, you brought friends? Haha, haha, tell me if you bring friends." Erbao's forehead was covered with white sweat, and his calf was showing signs of cramp.

The squirrel didn't dare to say anything, but the man stood up, twirled something between his fingers, and said, "My dear, where are you going? Even if you don't take uncle, you don't take dreams with you?"

Er Bao let him take a look, and immediately covered his neck.

It's his golden sac!