Tyrant and his crying baby bottle

This question is not difficult to answer, and you can make up a lie to cover it up, but the few people in the room don't know how much Erbao has heard outside, especially whether they have heard the word "lord".

Yun Yu blamed himself, and then realized that he was impulsive, talking casually about things that should not be talked in the small boss's shop, how can he expect others to cover their ears and pick and choose?

Just as she was about to speak, Zang Gong stepped forward and said: "Erbao, come here, there is something I should let you know."

Er Bao saw the dignified faces of several people, and deliberately eased the atmosphere, walked up to him and patted Cang Gong on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, take it easy, as long as you don't tell me that the number one devil in history is resurrected!" Yes, I can accept it."

Zang Gong thumped again, interspersed with the question: "What kind of big devil?"

Without thinking, Er Bao covered his mouth and buzzed in his ear: "Shhh, of course it's the tyrant Emperor Yuanwu. Don't ask Sister Yunyu to hear it, I'm afraid she will feel uncomfortable."

Zang Gong's face turned green instantly.

Still thinking about Ling Yu, the most uncomfortable thing now is Emperor Yuanwu himself, okay?

Yun Yu probably also guessed the center striker, and immediately stood up to make a rescue, "Little boss, just now I was talking about the truth about my going to join the army, and you came here. Do you want to listen to it again?"

"Okay, wait a minute!"

Erbao ran out as he spoke, moved a small bench, embraced a plate of fried pine nuts, and gave each of Zang Gong, Qiao Lin, and Dong Geer a piece. As if to give him two, and then clicked and clicked.

"Okay, sister Yunyu. I've always been curious. There was no precedent for female soldiers entering the camp back then. How did my sister win it?"

"It's a long story," Yun Yu glanced at Qiao Lin, seeing Qiao Lin's strange expression, he couldn't help but sneered, and then said, "I was an orphan when I was young, and was picked up by Grandpa Qiao for several years. At that time The six ethnic groups have not yet been unified. In order to avoid some troubles, Grandpa Qiao asked me to call myself a member of the Jimu tribe. The back eyes of the Jimu tribe are normally closed and covered by hair, so they will not be easily exposed under normal circumstances. But because I like to fight , got into trouble once..."

As Cang Gong said, since Ling Yu saved Qiao Lin from the stray dogs with his bare hands, Qiao Lin began to care about her.But before that, Qiao's family, including Qiao Lin, had a lukewarm attitude towards Ling Yu.

The reason is also very simple, the backyard of a wealthy family is nothing more than jealousy and jealousy.

The child picked up by the old man of the Qiao family is naturally very fond of the child. When he gets a good thing, he will always leave a portion for Yun Yu first, but he did not expect that it will cause dissatisfaction among other younger generations.

Ling Yu is talented, and it happens that Qiao's grandfather also practiced martial arts, so he gave Ling Yu the sword that he had used for half his life.

The sword has a background, it was bestowed by the ancestor King Jimu, it is self-evident how much the old man valued this picked-up child.

From then on, Qiao Lin's parents had a grudge against Ling Yu.In particular, the old man always raised Yun Yu as a boy, and the sisters-in-law chatted with each other, saying that Yun Yu might replace someone else to inherit the family business and inherit the position of high priest.

As the eldest son and grandson of the family, it is impossible for Qiao Lin not to care about those rumors. Even if he didn't care, his parents would still care about them.

But after Ying Yu rescued him, Qiao Lin gradually realized that she was not as crazy and unreasonable as she appeared on the surface. The reason why she beat people everywhere was because those people deserved to be beaten, and after beating, it would indeed keep them safe for a while.

What's more, Ling Yu only looks arrogant and rude, but in fact he is very polite and reticent. When he speaks normally, he has the gentle temperament of a scholar.

The more he knows, the more Qiao Lin admires Ling Yu.

He himself is obsessed with poetry and books but does not practice martial arts, but he likes to sit in a high cabinet with a book and watch Yun Yu practice kung fu. He often forgets which page he has turned to when he reads it.

One night, Ling Yu was still practicing sword under the tree, and a wind lamp made her feel warm all over, and the snow-white pear blossoms were like rain on the edge of the sword, and she was flying and erratic in it, like a dream, like a dream, Qiao Lin was so dumbfounded, the book in his hand fell from the high pavilion.

As soon as he got nervous, the eldest young master got into the house and refused to come out. From then on, he left an impression in Yun Yu's heart of "the first boudoir young man of the Jimu clan".

Later, Qiao Lin always wanted to give something to Ling Yu.

Given a book, Ling Yu doesn't like to read it; given a sword, Ling Yu loves his own; giving a rare delicacy as a tribute to the palace, Ling Yu tastes it, and never shows that he likes it very much.

Qiaolin was very depressed and didn't know what to give to please her, until his own sister got a wonderful gadget from Huiren's craftsman.

It was a heavenly secret lock made of jade, the workmanship was very exquisite, and it contained many tiny organs, which were interlocked and difficult to untie.

Qiao Lin took a fancy to that lock and wanted to give it to Ling Yu on the fifth anniversary of her arrival at Qiao's house.But time was running out, and it was too late to ask someone to go to Huirenguo to buy it, so Qiao Lin asked his sister if he could give up her love.

His sister waited for a long time and didn't open it. She had no interest in it, so she didn't care much, and gave Qiao Lin the key.Unexpectedly, when she saw her Tianji lock at Ling Yu's place later, her sister became angry.

Yun Yu said that there were eight people who blocked her in the alley that day, all of them were sixteen or seventeen years old, and the youngest was Qiao Lin's sister, who stood behind and directed blindly.

Of course, even if she didn't command blindly, those brats couldn't beat her.After beating for a while, those people were all bruised and swollen, crying and crying. Qiao Lin's sister got angry and grabbed Ling Yu's hair from behind.

Among little girls, they like to pull their hair out when fighting, except for Ling Yu.She wanted to teach her a lesson, but she thought that she was Qiao Lin's younger sister, Grandpa Qiao's granddaughter, and she couldn't hit her.As a result, a large piece of her scalp was forcibly ripped off, exposing exactly where the back eyes should be.

When those people saw it, they yelled, saying that Ling Yu is not from the Jimu tribe, but a wild species from a foreign race. They even picked up bricks and threw her, and picked up rotten vegetable leaves and egg shells on the street and threw her at her. alley.

Qiao Lin's younger sister was also stunned, and ran home to tell her parents about the incident, and several elders who had other thoughts went to the old man's place together.

Taking a foreigner into the home, and carefully cultivating and teaching them is no different from raising tigers in sheep pens and wolves in chicken pens.

What's more, it's not that the Jimu tribe has no precedent for women to be officials. With the talent of driving, it may be a matter of time before they get to a high position.

However, how many high positions are there in total?Whose seat will she take?There are more than a dozen juniors in the whole family, and it is impossible for parents not to panic.

Later, the old man managed to withstand the pressure and insisted on keeping Ling Yu by his side.But Ling Yu doesn't want to depend on others anymore, and he doesn't want the person who really loves him to be caught in the middle of the embarrassment.

The estrangement between her and the Qiao family grew wider and wider, and she finally left at the age of 16, that is, the fifth year and three months after entering the Qiao family, and returned to the Hui people after several turnovers.

She left only one letter for Mrs. Joe when she left.

Qiao Lin read the letter dozens of times, and finally confirmed that there was only one sentence addressed to him, which was to ask him to be filial to the old lady on his behalf, and he would try his best to repay the old man when he became famous in the future.

What in return?Qiao Lin hugged the pillow and thought, I like you, you have to like me to repay me, but I chased you to the barracks, and you sent me away after only one kiss.So wronged.

Ling Yu threw a pine nut shell into the silver thread that Qiao Lin hadn't straightened out, and said, "Don't mutter, I kissed you to thank you for speaking for me before, so it's just a matter of getting married." Did I repay you?"

Jolin was happy again.

Ling Yu continued.The first time I saw her family's lord in the Hui people, the lord was still the prince, and as the commander of the Central Fifth Army, he had just returned from the northwest triumphantly.

The orderly and solemn military queue passed the bustling and noisy street, the momentum was magnificent and the waves were magnificent, and everyone came out to watch.

The eight-wheeled chariot cleared the way on both sides, and the [-]-wing thunderbolt warship whizzed past from high altitude, and then circled back, like a huge roc bird lifting the clouds to block out the sun, and the roar was deafening.

The lord did not ride in a chariot, but led on a straddle.A silver helmet covers the face, a silver armor is worn on the body, an oil gun is pinned to the waist, and a bow is carried behind the back.

He is showing the people that the master of this country in the future is not an embroidered pillow, but needs to sit in a chariot with copper walls and iron walls to receive heavy protection.

One person and one ride are enough to protect the entire country and its citizens, and he must take the lead in fighting for the peace of the world and the well-being of all people.

Everyone was cheering, and even the howling of wolves in the mountains came one after another.The noise and boiling made people feel deeply that they were really alive.

Thinking back to this day, Ling Yu's eyes still shone with an indescribable brilliance.She said that from that moment she made up her mind to join the army and defend her family and country, and even if she could never become that kind of person, she would follow along and get as close as possible.

At this point, Qiao Lin hugged the pillow tightly again, "A Yu, are you implying that I am the embroidered pillow? A Yu really likes martial arts..."

Ling Yu glanced at him, reached out and picked up the pine nut shell on top of his head, rubbed it like a puppy, and said: "I didn't hint to you, reading has its benefits, there are so many people in the world, It’s impossible to practice martial arts by everyone.”

Jolin was happy again.

"So Brother Qiao Lin, you are actually the high priest of the Jimu clan?? You are not an ordinary rich man, you are that high priest?!" Erbao's focus is always different from others.

Qiao Lin nodded embarrassingly, "I didn't want to hide it from the little boss, but I just felt like I was showing off by saying it deliberately. It's not too late to say it now, is it?"

Erbao bluffed again: "Ah!! I should have thought of it a long time ago, if you weren't the high priest, how would you be qualified to pursue Sister Yun Yu? Help, I'm lucky, I've met many powerful people in just a few months , Is this kind of luck real? Hahahaha!"

Tibetan bow laughed, "It's true."

Erbao: "But General, I used to think that knowing you was a great thing, but I didn't expect you to be the youngest official here, hahahahaha!"

Tibetan bow: "..."

Everyone: Hehe, little boss.

Erbao hadn't finished laughing when there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come on!" Er Bao went out to say hello, "Hey, Miss Qiao Yi, why are you here on such a hot day? Sit down quickly, I'll bring you a piece of ice to cool down."

The person who came was the daughter of the Jimu tribe who had donated her hair before, Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi said: "Thank you, little boss. I've been on the road all day, and it's really hot. Please, little boss, get me another box of 'energy bombs'. I want to take it home."

Er Bao agreed loudly, opened the door of the ice cellar and got in.Several people in the lounge came out when they heard the movement, and faced Qiao Yi, each with different expressions.

Zang Gong didn't respond, took Erbao's ice cubes, reached out to scoop him up again, and hugged him up.Cheng Ming and Dong Geer didn't know Qiao Yi, so naturally they didn't react, but Qiao Lin and Yun Yu were stunned, and Qiao Yi was also surprised.

"Brother, I heard that you came back from the palace two days ago, why didn't you go home and came here instead?" Qiao Yi asked.

Qiao Lin said: "Why did you come here again? Don't be a girl who always comes out to show her face. What will you do if you meet bandits?"

"Show your face? Brother, what age is it? Why are you being pedantic for a while now?" After Qiao Yi finished speaking, she turned to Ling Yu, her expression becoming weird.Afterwards, she seemed to recognize who Ling Yu was, and opened her eyes wide, "You, you are Ling Yu?"

Ling Yu only raised his lower eyelids, expressing that he was right.

Er Bao suddenly grabbed Cang Gong's arm, "Ah! I understand, it turns out that Miss Qiao Yi is brother Qiao Lin's own sister, the one who plucked her sister's hair! Then, Miss Qiao Yi came to donate Over the hair, this..."

"Donate hair?" Ling Yu's expression became strange.

"Yes, I donated my hair, with roots." Qiao Yi said.

Qiao Lin took a step forward, blocking Qiao Yi's sight from looking at Yun Yu, and said: "Your brother just set a date for marriage with Yun Yu, and she will be your sister-in-law in a month, you have to respect her. If I find you again Hit her crooked idea, I will join the Hui Human Clan immediately!"

"Brother!" Qiao Yi blushed.

"Brother, brother, a brother who has a sister-in-law is not called brother, you'd better treat me as a brother-in-law, understand?"

"Brother, how can you say such a thing?"

"Why not, if you hadn't made trouble, your brother would have been married a few years ago, so why wait until now. You go home, tell your family the good news, and tell Zhang Luo to get up."

"You! Are you my brother? You don't even ask me why I'm here, and you just scold me all the time!" Qiao Yi was so wronged that she was about to cry.

Seeing this, Erbao wanted to smooth things over, but the Tibetan bow held him tight, telling him to watch the show honestly.Er Bao thought that this person was really listless, but he heard Ling Yu ask, "Why did you donate your hair?"

"I..." Qiao Yi moved her lips, held back her tears, and said, "I want to apologize to you first, Sister Ling Yu, I'm sorry."

"No need." Ling Yu's tone was almost as gentle as when he was treating Er Bao, but these two words were cold.

The tears that Qiao Yi had just suppressed were broken.She wanted to throw herself into her brother's arms to act coquettishly, but her brother pushed her forehead, making her thump about a step away.

"Brother! I feel uncomfortable, can you give me a hug?"

"No, your brother is left for your sister-in-law to hug."

"She doesn't need to hug you now!"

"That's not okay, you have a snot."

Qiao Yi blew her nose dejectedly, her former aura of a young lady disappeared completely, and somehow she became a fluffy girl.

Qiao Yi probably also realized that she had lost her composure, and told others to read a joke, so she tried her best to regain the feeling of a little lady, and said seriously: "Sister Ling Yu, I have always regretted what I did in the past few years. It's because you're not from the Jimu tribe that it's revealed. Grandpa taught me, and brother taught me, I knew I was wrong a long time ago."

Ling Yu said again that there is no need.

Qiao Yi lowered her head, "I... I really didn't think about driving you away. I was young and ignorant at the time, and I did that kind of thing just for a moment's pleasure. I kept that lock of hair, Every time I see it, I feel heartbroken. I regret it, especially regret it. But I couldn’t find you, and I didn’t know how to make up for it. I happened to pass by here and saw the notice from the little boss, so I came here to donate my hair, thinking that I could It’s good to help others in this way.”

"Sister Ling Yu," Qiao Yi frowned and cried again, "I'm not being hypocritical. Every time I think of you these past few years, I'm always worried. I'm afraid that you will suffer from other people's suffering outside, and I'm afraid that you will become bald. , I now know that you are not bald, I am very happy, really!"

The corners of Ling Yu's eyes seemed to twitch, and he said, "It's nothing."

Qiao Yi finally showed some joy when she heard the words, "Sister Ling Yu, can you forgive me?"

Yun Yu glanced at her, still cold, "I didn't take that matter to heart, and you don't have to worry about it anymore."

Qiao Yi knew about Ling Yu's temper, so she just said it. She was relieved and touched for a while, and felt more and more petty compared to others.No wonder he can be the commander-in-chief of an army, but he can only be a rich lady.

She simply stopped thinking about it and said: "Sister Lingyu, I saw you familiar when I first came in, but I didn't dare to recognize you. Now that you have grown up, you are really handsome, and you are more manly than my brother. When you marry Come into my house, I will treat you well, you believe me!"

The corners of Yun Yu's eyes seemed to twitch again, and he said helplessly, "I won't live in Qiao's parents after I get married. The affairs in the military are complicated, and I will stay in the military headquarters most of the time, so you don't have to worry about getting along with each other in the future." worries."

Qiao Yi said, "Then what should my brother do? Isn't he going to stay in an empty house and be a widow? My God, the number one boudoir of the Jimu clan is going to become a bitter wife..."

Jolin: "??????"

What the hell are you talking about.Headache.

At this time, Qiao Yi noticed Cheng Ming again, and asked, "This brother looks familiar, how dare I ask you?"

Qiao Lin continued: "It's Ling Yu's colleague, Commander Cheng Ming of the Fifth Army, please be polite and say hello quickly."

"I know, I'm already twenty, don't teach me like a child," Qiao Yi laughed after complaining, "Brother Cheng Ming is well, I was a little messy just now, I'm rude."

Cheng Ming immediately replied, "You're welcome, Miss Joy."

Qiao Yi also planned to say hello to Cang Gong and Dong Geer, who knows what happened the moment she saw Cang Gong, and said in surprise: "I thought this brother looked familiar when I came last time, and then you guys , you have a high priest and two generals gathered here, could it be that he is really what I thought, it is that, it is that... oh!"

Er Bao looked confused, "Brother Qiao Lin, why are you covering Miss Qiao Yi's mouth, it will make you uncomfortable."

Qiao Lin refused to let go, smiled at Erbao, and hastily changed the subject: "She has no choice but to talk nonsense. So Qiao Yi, why are you here today?"

Qiao Yi struggled and took a few breaths, "You still ask me! Did you know that grandpa is sick? I have consulted several doctors but I can't figure out why. I remember that the little boss's 'energy bomb' is very powerful. Come and buy some."

"Grandpa is sick? What's wrong?" Ling Yu asked anxiously.

"Maybe it's stomach disease, it doesn't look serious, but I'm losing my appetite, and I'm getting thinner day by day. Sister Lingyu, come back with us and have a look, we'll be gone for a few years, Grandpa misses you very much."

The topic became serious, and it was not easy for Er Bao to ask Qiao Yi what she saw.Ling Yu decided to go back to the Jimu clan with Qiao Lin, and Er Bao put the "energy bomb" in the heat preservation box, packed it with ice cubes, and told him that if he didn't recover his appetite within twelve hours, he would come back again. Or a letter is fine, he will go to the Qiao family's grandpa for a diagnosis in person.

The three thanked each other and set off without delay.

It was also dark, and the whole family packed up and closed the door. Before leaving, Er Bao brought medical books and said that he would study the diseases of the stomach and intestines.

Zang Gong was cooking on the stove, and Er Bao was lighting a fire under the stove, both of them were sweating from the heat.

Er Bao's body smelled nice and faintly medicinal, but it was the sweetness in his blood that fascinated Cang Gong.I haven't had a drink for a long time, and I am really hungry.

Cang Gong had to force himself to look away, otherwise he would have to spend more effort to stop himself from doing stupid things.

But for some reason, apart from the heat, Er Bao was also very irritable. Every time he stuffed a straw stick into the bottom of the stove, he had to stand up and take two steps, as if the straw stick was not piercing the black and round stove, but It's his white and round butt.

At night, Er Bao was so restless that he couldn't fall asleep, so he leaned on the bedside and read the medical book.With the shadow of the moon whirling and the shadow of the lamp shaking, it was even more difficult for him to calm down.

There is a scalpel in the drawer.

This idea somehow came to mind, even when Er Bao came back to his senses, he also felt baffled.

The scalpel was prepared after the night walker visited last time. He thought that there would always be times when the Huotou army couldn't take care of him, so he had to have something for self-defense.

The dog days have passed, but the weather is still very hot.

It's annoying and I can't help but want to destroy something.

Er Bao's clothes were wet with sweat, and he lay crookedly on the head of the bed, sliding to the floor by the book.He raised his hand and tore off the collar, revealing a small piece of smooth and white chest.

Seems better?

As a result, Erbao tore subconsciously.Listening to the sound of chi la chi la, the enthusiasm lingering in the internal organs was also suppressed a little bit.

But when the soup stops boiling, the feeling of irritability will come back after I stop.

Unexpectedly, Erbao got up and walked to the bookcase, and opened the drawer where the scalpel was hidden.

He seemed to be drunk at the moment, and he didn't know what he was doing.There is awareness, and I know that the knife is in my hand, but I just don't understand why I do it this way.

He walked around the house with bare feet, letting the soles of his feet run over the cool floor, scratching the table, the bookcase, the shelf, the sink...

Every swipe and pull is a point of pleasure, and every extra effort is a point of pleasure.Creak, creak, puff, the sound of destruction is so pleasant.

But that's not enough.

Desks, bookcases, shelves, and sinks are all dead objects. No matter how he scratches them, he won't be able to respond. That's boring.

He wants to destroy something interesting, something alive, something that screams as he destroys it.

In this way, he opened the door naked and walked to the cowshed.

But the snoring in the bullpen was too loud, which made him more irritable, and he didn't want to get close at all.

So he went under the tree again and stared at a small tree house on the branch.

It's a bit high, and he can't reach it.So he stepped on the fallen leaves, turned around, and walked outside the door of the side house.

There was someone in the room, it was Huotoujun, he knew it.That guy was bad, but just thinking about it made his spirits go up, his heart pounding and his breath short of breath.

He wants to destroy.

Suddenly there was a noise, and the door opened!

Er Bao raised his head in shock, but steadied his steps, staring at the person who opened the door with his dark eyes.

The other party also opened his chest, as if he was asking him, and as if he was talking to himself, he whispered: "Are you hysterical again?"

A gust of wind blew by, Er Bao suddenly opened his eyes wide, his heart beat wildly, and he raised his hand to stroke.

The subtle shadow of the knife flashed by, and it didn't hurt the person opposite, but it hurt itself.There was a deep gash in the left wrist.Blood spurted out like a fountain.

This move completely frightened Tibetan Gong.He fell asleep in a daze, and when he heard the movement, he knew that Erbao was hysterical again, and planned to fish him into the house as usual, but who knew that this kid was still holding a knife.

In an instant, Zang Gong almost trembled with fright, hurriedly snatched Er Bao's knife, hugged him horizontally, lit the lamp and closed the door, and bandaged the wound for the little bastard.

"Are you awake or asleep?" asked the man who lost his judgment.

Erbao was agitated, looking at his wound in disbelief, not daring to tell the truth, for fear that Zang Gong would think he was committing suicide, so he replied: "Just now, it was hysteria just now, and now I'm awake."

Only one out of ten of Zang Gong's distress was shown on his face, but it was enough to make Er Bao blame himself endlessly.He said in a commanding tone: "From now on, you and I will sleep in the same room, and we are not allowed to separate."

Er Bao pursed his lips, untied the gauze, and passed his wrist to Zang Gong's lips, "It's all cut, you can drink a little."

"What nonsense? Didn't I tell you, I won't bite you again, do you think I'm playing with you?" Cang Gong was angry and anxious.

Er Bao said: "I know, but this time it was an accident, you don't have to bite me, just take a couple of mouthfuls. Hurry up, or it will grow solid after a while."

Cang Gong took a deep breath and said angrily, "If you dare to say another word, I will beat you up, believe it or not? Don't challenge me with this!"

Er Bao was yelled at by him and fell silent. He silently brought the water glass and wanted to squeeze the blood into it.Zang Gong immediately stopped him, "Are you crazy?!"

Erbao didn't know where the anger came from, knowing that Zang Gong was worried, but he still couldn't suppress it, broke free from the restraint, threw himself into the person's arms, and pressed his wrist to his lips, "You drink it! This blood is very expensive, It's all wasted!"

Tibetan bow: "!!!"

The two of them rolled onto the bed as if they were fighting.Cang Gong hugged Er Bao's back, only to find that Er Bao's hot skin was under his palm, and the strange feeling that existed just now became clear in an instant—why are the clothes so tattered?

The blood is hotter than usual, like warm boiled water that has not been cooled.But as always, it is delicious, it is the ice in summer and the stove in winter, which makes people want to sigh and moan from the bottom of their hearts.

Er Bao could feel his own blood flowing out of his body, flowing along the veins in his arm, and then gurgling away.

But his state of mind at this moment is not like the old days, the feeling of "it's a pity, it's a pity" is gone, replaced by comfort.

The Tibetan bow sucked his blood, which made him feel very happy, comparable to the pleasure of scratching around with a scalpel.

He crouched in Tibetan bow's arms, felt the palm of Tibetan bow caressing his back, and finally calmed down completely.

He raised his upper body and muttered, "General, did I scare you?"

The tip of Zang Gong's tongue brushed his lips, wiped away the last drop of blood, and said: "It's okay, but I'm angry. What's the matter with your clothes?"

This……

Er Bao hastily pulled the blanket to cover himself, stepped off the bed and retreated to the side of the bed, leaning against the wall and curled up into a ball, extremely ashamed.

Imagine a man, so restless that he couldn't sleep most of the night, tearing himself up like this, and then running to another man's door, throwing himself into his arms.

It's too exaggerated to spread hysteria like this!

It is indeed a bit exaggerated.Little did he know that in Zang Gong's eyes, he looked like he had just been belittled, and the person who belittled him was none other than himself.

His eyes are moist, his cheeks are flushed, and he is panting short and fast because of panic.

He is now a piece of soft white thin porcelain, a fine suet white jade statue, and cherry jelly soaked in fragrance.But he is fuller than thin porcelain, warmer and softer than white jade, sweeter and glutinous than jelly, can it not make people's blood rush?

I have a good night's sleep, what are you doing here to tempt me?Don't give me food again!

Not in the mood to ask the reason anymore, Zang Gong blew out the lights, suppressing his impatience and said: "Sleep."

The moonlight outside the window was bright, and the two just lay down.

After a while, Er Bao asked softly, "General, are you asleep?"

With his back turned to him, Tibetan bow replied: "No."

Erbao said, "I can't sleep, I want to read a book."

Zang Gong said: "Staying up late hurts the body, so I'll see it tomorrow."

But at this point, Tibetan bow also has doubts.He asked Er Bao: "You have only been in this world for more than a year, how do you know how to read? I don't think you have any obstacles in communicating with others."

Er Bao said: "I can't tell. I grew up in an eggshell, and I can feel my energy being transmitted outside, and the energy outside is also transmitted to me."

Tibetan bow was even more puzzled, "What energy?"

"Uh... the energy of life?" Erbao laughed, "Maybe it's not energy, but information. My eggshell can receive the messages from the prayers, so I understand and remember it. After it comes out, it's easy. Once you learn it, you can master it.”

Cang Gong vaguely understood.

When he was young, he heard from his father that the holy son of the alien monster clan communicated with the outside world through a kind of roots before he was born.

The roots are buried under the tower of the Divine Mechanism Center, extending all the way to the bottom of the eggshell of the little saint.Because the format is limited, the prayer will only take effect within the area covered by the roots.

But Zang Gong has never seen it with his own eyes. When his father took him to visit, the magic machine had already been built.

He only saw a magic egg emitting seven-colored aura standing on the altar.Stretching out his hand to touch it, the small hand that greeted him inside was not as big as his palm.

Later, he destroyed the magic machine with black fire oil and thunderbolts, and the roots underneath were also burned to ashes, let alone being seen.

"I actually don't know what I am," Er Bao said suddenly, with a somewhat sleepy tone, "I think I'm a wise person, but a wise person doesn't have an eggshell, and no one has my ability. Impossible, I don't belong to any clan, I was born in a troubled world, and I was born in the center of the divine machine."

However, Erbao knew that he was not born by magic.

If everything he saw in the dream was not imaginary, then he should have been brought there from another place.

At that time, the place he was in was experiencing a devastating fight, which was the battle to exterminate the strange monsters.

Maybe it was the strange monster who took him captive, and the man in the golden armor rescued him again, and put him in the magic machine.

"Don't think about it," Cang Gong turned over, stared at Er Bao's back, finally hugged him, and put the belt in his arms, "Silly Er Bao, you are you, it's nothing, and it doesn't matter where it is Clan. Do you understand?"

Feeling the solid and reliable chest, Er Bao laughed, "Well, I actually inquired quietly, and the aliens don't have eggs. So at least I am not a alien, not something that everyone can get and kill, that's enough .”

Zang Gong's heart suddenly throbbed.

It is true that strange monsters do not lay eggs, but the king of strange monsters was never born from a mother's womb, but was conceived by that land.The birth of the new king will absorb the power of the old king until the right time to break out of the shell.

The new king who has not broken his shell is also called the Holy Son. Unlike other strange monsters, the Holy Son has no bloodthirsty nature.But this statement is not exact. It can only be said that in the lifetime of the previous Alien Kings, there was no case of killing or torture.

In Zang Gong's view, the Holy Son is more like the foundation of the Land of Alien Demons, and the people are the leaves growing on that foundation.

Roots draw life force from the soil, feed the leaves, and replace the old with the new.The germination of new branches means the withering of old branches, and when the old branches are about to wither, new branches will germinate.

If the root system is broken when the new branch is replaced with the old branch, the whole branch will be defeated, and the leaves will fall off soon.

This may be the reason why the Aliens have kept the secret about the succession of the throne from generation to generation.

If it hadn't been for finding out this secret through all the hardships and seeing the timing of the weakening of the Alien Monster King's power, it would not have been so easy for the Allied Forces of the Six Nations to wipe out the Alien Demon Race.

Zang Gong said: "If one day you are treated as a foreigner by others, just tell me, and I will smash their heads one by one."

Erbao said: "There won't be such a day, and if you smashed someone's skull, their family members will also smash your skull."

Tibetan bow smiled, fool, only you dare to knock my head.

"You study the structure of the human body every day, do you know which part of the human body is the hardest?" Tibetan bow asked.

Erbao said: "You must expect me to talk about bones, but haha, I won't make you wishful. Teeth are harder than bones."

Zang Gong also laughed, "No. If there is a place on my body that becomes hard, it will be harder than teeth, do you want to try it?"

Er Bao was confused, and after thinking about it, he finally understood what this man was thinking. He turned over and touched his face, "Dude, that must be your beard. Because you are so cheeky." thick, it can drill out."

With his big hand covered, the clerk suddenly pressed down firmly on the little boss's white and tender paws.

"Tell me the truth, why did you offer to be an undercover agent? Is it for me? If you don't mention it, no one will dare to mention it. I swear I can protect you."

The sound of the Tibetan bow is light and fluttering, but on such a night, it is like a stream entering the cracks of a rock, like the moonlight being infiltrated by the earth, itching everywhere.

Er Bao pinched his palm, "This is the most appropriate method. I have precious blood on my side, and they will not kill me easily. General, you are all people who are brave enough to sacrifice. It's a pleasure to do something for you."

Zang Gong didn't get the answer he wanted, "Re-speak."

"Ah? Oh," Er Baofeng's mind was spinning rapidly, "It's for you, General. I know you have a choice of whether to fight or not, but as you said, you can't hold back the desire to rebel. Stop now. I don’t know when it will be born again.”

"I gradually understood that this is like acne hidden under the skin. The ointment can only suppress it for a while, but it cannot be suppressed for a lifetime. If the root is not uprooted, it will recur after eating a little spicy food. It is better to preemptively strike than to wait for death. , I don’t want to see you die again, and I don’t have a second heart to give you.”

"Er Bao, you..." Zang Gong allowed himself to misunderstand what he meant.

"General, you support the unification of the six countries, and I support it too. I will never scold the tyrant in front of you again, will you be happy?"

The moonlight shines in and flows slowly.The water tanks in the courtyard were full because they forgot to close the lids.Another leaf fell, bending the outline of the moon.

Lying on his side under the window, the man wearing the moonlight couldn't hold back anymore, turned over and kissed his second treasure.

The low panting sound melted into the moonlight. Some people think that they have great self-control, but they actually have time.

Doing this kind of thing now, he can no longer do whatever he wants like before, and what fills his heart is more delicate and sweet besides desire...

Unexpectedly, the rabbit really bites when it is anxious.Er Bao was suffocated by his kiss,