Wu Haotian did not stop his mother's behavior of cooking herself, he knew how happy it was for his mother to watch her son eat the dishes he cooked. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"I'm going to help my mother!" Wu Meng also wiped away his tears and looked at Wu Haotian, "You stay with your father for a while, you have been gone for more than six years, and your father thinks that you are no less than your mother." ”

After saying that, he covered his mouth and ran out.

Wu Haotian looked at his sister, and his heart was heavy.

From beginning to end, she just said how her father and mother thought about herself, but she didn't say anything for herself, in fact, she didn't understand how this sister cared about herself no less than anyone else!

My sister's happiness is something I must protect!

Mother and daughter left one after another, and the whole house seemed empty, only the father and son.

Wu Haotian turned his head and looked at his father, who was only a little taller than him.

And Wu Xinglei also looked at his son - his own son, can he already look at himself?

His son has really grown up, become taller, become introverted, and become a little incomprehensible to himself.

But what could be happier than being his own son?

Wu Haotian looked at his father's red eyes and knew that his father thought that he was really no less than his mother.

Men also have tears and cry, but they can hold back.

Because men have the responsibility of men, if men also cry, then who do women rely on?

Therefore, even if a man is as sad as a woman, he must hold back his tears, seem to have no heart or lungs to make the woman happy, and swallow all the tears into his stomach.

What comes out is a smile, and what is swallowed is bitter water.

This is a man, a man who can afford to carry the sky!

Wu Haotian looked at his father, stepped forward, and gave a big hug.

"Dad, I'm worried about you."

Wu Xinglei secretly shed a tear from an angle that Wu Haotian couldn't see.

But he said in the most ordinary tone,

"It's good to be back."

Imperial Prosecutor - Sun Jia.

The prosecutor, who is known as the most incorruptible prosecutor in history, frowned deeply at this time.

Sun Tao sat in the first place, looking at the two grandsons kneeling on the ground, holding back the anger that was about to attack.

"That's the way it is......" Sun Jingwu said everything tremblingly, he didn't dare to lie in front of his grandfather.

Lying in front of a man who has been a prosecutor all his life is tantamount to looking for death.

Sun Tao got up from his high position and walked step by step towards his two grandsons.

Anyone can see that this old man is definitely not going to comfort the two, but to enforce family law.

So someone got up from his seat and hurriedly blocked in front of Sun Tao.

"Dad, the two children are young and ignorant, so don't be like them."

"Yes, Dad, look at what Jingwu has been beaten into, this is simply a slap in the face, it's good if we don't trouble them."

"The two children have also learned a lesson, so let's just get over this matter......"

Sun Tao stood in place, looking at his children in front of him, his eyes were firm, but he seemed to be looking at a group of fools.

Don't my Sun Tao even have a decent descendant?

"I don't want to meet them in general, but what about the town of the country?!" A majestic voice sounded, and the deep tone really sounded like the god of judgment.

"How much trouble did Jing Wu did back then, how much trouble it caused to the Zhenguo Mansion, that beggar is obviously an excuse, an excuse for revenge!"

After speaking, with a wave of his big hand, he pushed away the people who were blocking in front of him.

strode towards his grandson and slapped Sun Jingwu away.

The wounds that had been somewhat healed were ruptured again, and blood gushed out of his face like a stream.

Sun Jingwu hurriedly got up from the ground and knelt down in front of Sun Tao, letting his face be hot, but he didn't dare to complain at all.

And everyone was silent - they knew that the old man in front of them was the pillar of the real family - and if the old man fell, the Sun family would also fall.

Sun Tao raised his palm again, wanting to slap it hard.

"Daddy! If you continue to fight like this, you will be killed! ”

"Daddy...... Jingwu has already learned enough lessons, don't beat him......" A woman on the side cried and said, she was Sun Jingwu's mother, how could she not feel distressed when she saw her son like this.

Sun Tao's hand stopped in mid-air, looking at his grandson.

Why don't you spoil this grandson?

If he hadn't spoiled this grandson, he would have been guillotined with his own hands all these years.

"Jingwu, do you blame grandpa?" In the words, there is helplessness.

Compared with the Zhenguo Mansion, the power of the Sun family is not worth mentioning at all.

If Wu Haotian really wanted to play with himself, then the Nine Spirits Emperor wouldn't even care.

"Grandpa...... Jingwu doesn't blame you......" Sun Jingwu cried silently, how could he not be wronged.

Sun Tao looked at his grandson's face full of blood, and tears were in his eyes.

"Whether you understand it or not, you just have to remember."

The palm of his hand waved down rapidly, and even brought a gust of wind.

"I hit you to save you."

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The majestic palace, the emperor's study.

Two people sit together and play a game of chess.

Bai Zi is like a sharp blade, killing the Quartet; Sunspots are like lakes and seas, and they are tolerant.

The two fell slowly, as if they were not playing chess, but falling in love.

"Chengmou, your chess game is getting better and better, and it's getting more and more interesting!" The Nine Spirits Emperor looked at each of the opponent's moves and said with a smile, "The vision is much longer than before!" ”

"But I still can't escape the encirclement of His Majesty!" An Chengmou, the first bachelor of the empire and the first think tank, smiled bitterly, took back the soon-to-be-settled Baizi in his hand again, and looked at the situation in the game.

No matter how strong the blade is, it will never hurt the lake and the sea.

He is strong, he is strong, and the wind caresses the hills.

This is the first emperor of the Han Empire - the Nine Spirits Emperor.

The Nine Spirits Emperor smiled and leisurely waited for An Chengmou to fall.

At this time, a person appeared outside the door, "Your Majesty, I have something to report!" ”

The Nine Spirits Emperor didn't look at it, so he waved his hand, signaling that he could come in.

After the man came in, he looked at An Chengmou, who was playing chess with His Majesty, and hesitated.

"It's okay, just say it!" The Nine Spirit Emperor spoke up, interrupting his hesitation.

"Yes!" When the man heard this, he immediately lowered his head and reported.

"General Wu's son, Wu Haotian, is back."

An Chengmou, who was about to fall, trembled, and Bai Zi fell on the chessboard in a panic, shaking constantly.

The Nine Spirits Emperor's eyes lit up, and he emitted a Dao essence light.

This kid is finally back!

Such an excellent child must be an opportunity for my Han Empire to dominate the world!

My Nine Spirit Emperor contributed his spiritual power regardless of life and death back then, and it is impossible for him not to repay this kindness!

Sometimes sacrificing one's life is not necessarily sincere, but for a greater reward.

"It's time for my Han Empire to dominate the world." The Nine Spirits Emperor muttered.

My big man has been hiding for so long, just to make a splash!

After An Chengmou heard this, he also hurriedly got up and knelt down.

"Long live the Han Empire!" (To be continued.) )