Chapter 403: Wutong's Unsolved Memories of Chang'an (10)

He felt that he was really pathetic and ridiculous!

Especially the little girl in front of him, she dared to provoke him, saying that he was a bad old man.

Hum! If he hadn't been tortured by fire, he might still be a handsome boy, but it's a pity that he has such a good-looking skin!

After all, he is a monster, immortal and immortal, immortal, should be just basic.

Like now, he has only been practicing for ten years, and he has this monstrous ability, to destroy this Chang'an City, and to kill the little girl in front of him who knows a little magic, it is as easy as a hand, it all depends on the mood!

He pulled out his broadsword and slashed at the girl.

Carefree blocked the attack with a fan, and a faint doubt floated in his heart.

Why could this man vaguely see the soul of a half-dragon? Could it be that it is the heir born to the dragon clan and humans in the divine realm?!

The man in black didn't expect that his blow was actually blocked, for many years, he had never met an opponent, and now that he did, he was still a little girl, and he himself wanted to laugh!

The two fought inseparably, and the people in the city, who had thought that disaster was coming, ran back to their houses to hide, also came out.

What's more, they are holding a bench in the open space, eating melon seeds to watch the play, and some people are commenting, describing the fierce battle situation of the two fighting!

Little Thirteen looked at the two people in the sky with concern, and at this time, a figure touched behind him.

"Little master, I'm looking for you so hard!" A faint voice rang out.

Xiao Thirteen felt a chill on the back of his neck, and when he turned around and saw the face of the person with his tongue stuck out and full of defeat, he suddenly let out a scream like killing a pig.

This scream attracted several people who were watching the play on the side of the road, but when they looked over, they only saw the little boy screaming alone, and they didn't see any ghosts at all.

"Little master, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm sorry, I forgot to change into a human form, you wait!" As he spoke, he changed into a scholar's outfit, but his face was still very pale.

Xiao Thirteen covered his chest, his lips were pale, he wanted to call his sister to save him, but he was afraid of being distracted, so he was bold and panting.

"Little master, I am your father's subordinate, not the ugly father in your world, but the beautiful and incomparable emperor!" The scholar said with a smile, with an indescribable weirdness on his face, "I'm Bai Heng, you just call me Uncle Bai." ”

Xiao Thirteen frowned, looked at Bai Heng, and waited for his next step.

"You came to the small world this time to experience calamity, but the emperor felt that you were in danger, so he sent me to protect you. Last time I was at the City God Temple, after I sent you to a safe place, I got into a fight with that monster, and after the fight, I went to look for you and found that you were gone. ”

Bai Heng said the ins and outs, which made Xiao Thirteen's face even darker.

It turned out that the ghost he saw last time was not to scare him, but to save him.

However, is it really that mysterious? His scumbag father turned out to be not his own father, but his own father threw him into this world again?

He grew up in a small palace and read a lot of myths and stories, not that he didn't believe in strange things, he didn't believe that he was the protagonist of this strange thing.

"Why should I believe you?" Little Thirteen asked.

When Bai Heng heard this, he frowned and scratched his head, as if he remembered something, and took out a black jade pendant.

"This is what the emperor asked me to give to you, and if you say it's for you, you'll know." Bai Heng said with a smile, and his tone still had a faint sense of etherealism.