"Your Highness, you must not!" If the young man asks the old man to beat a spirit, how can his highness give up his ambition?

"Let's go," the young man's eyes were still slightly pressing, and he sighed as if he were dead, "I'm just a male pet next to General Chu, and I don't want any other identity." ”

The old man got up from the ground, his face was heavy, "If His Highness insists on this, the old slave can only apologize with death, and the old slave is sorry for His Majesty the Emperor!" ”

As he spoke, the old man was about to hit the wall, but was stopped by the phantom, he hugged the old man and looked at Wei Ziyuan pleadingly, "Childe, what you said is to push the old emperor's old department who swore to follow you into the abyss!" ”

"The abyss?" The young man slowly opened his eyes, indifferent to the old man who was looking for death and life, looking at the phantom, his eyes seemed to be filled with ten thousand years of ice, and he was leaking wisps of cold air, "I came from the abyss, who of you is willing to pull me?" ”

"You keep saying it's good for me? But who of you really cares about me? Your so-called Ninety-Five, the so-called power of the world, the so-called universal response," the young man pointed to the phantom and said coldly, "Don't deceive yourselves, you just regard me as your faith, a puppet to help you fulfill your wishes." ”

"Your Highness is not a puppet, Your Highness is a god waiting for us," Wei Bo looked at the young man with pleading eyes, "Your Highness is dead, I am waiting for death!" I am waiting for death, Your Highness is born! ”

"Over the years, I have never felt cared for, only my junior sister, who will look for me all over the mountains when I was pulled by the phantom to train, and only my junior sister, who will not leave me when I am unconscious." The young man sneered and said indifferently, "I am your god? But don't forget, you're the ones who pushed me down the abyss! ”

"That's for Your Highness!" Webber was in the posture of a dying man, and he knelt on the ground with his head firmly on the ground.

Wei Bo knew that Wei Ziyuan had experienced all kinds of hardships since he was born. In order to make him cold-blooded, Wei Ling even cut off his own flesh and pulled out his heart when he was six years old, in order to teach him how not to cry.

"Just because I came from the abyss, I am the devil of hell, and I know the suffering of the world, so I want to hold my sister in the palm of my hand, protect her, and give her the best things in the world...... But you," Wei Ziyuan slowly closed his eyes again, his eyelashes soaked with tears, but he couldn't see the teardrops, "but you ruined my best things." ”

"Your Highness......"

"Okay, don't talk about it, let's go, I'm not Kang Jiuling, not Wei Ziyuan, not Zimo, I'm just the male pet next to General Chu, the general dies, and the villain will follow."

"Your Highness, don't take your own life, everything is the old slave's own decision, everything is the old slave's fault, the old slave is willing to die and go to Huangquan Road to ask Chu Junhan for his guilt."

After the old man finished speaking, he didn't wait for the young man in white to answer, he quickly took out a poison from his arms, stuffed it into the air indiscriminately, and melted it in his mouth.

"Elder Wei!" The phantom crawled up to the old man, took him in his arms, and took off the bronze mask for the first time.

Under the mask, there is a face that resembles that of an old man.

He remembered that since he was a child, the old man had taken him with him and told him that they were all the people of the previous emperor.

After Wei Ziyuan was born, the old man told him that Gongzi is the master of his life, Gongzi is here, ruthless is there, ruthless death, Gongzi is alive!

Easy to ruthless .......

Father, ruthless is not cold-blooded, ruthless also wants to call you Daddy!