"You, you want to inherit the throne!"

When Tu Tian heard this, he was stunned for a long time, and then he couldn't help laughing.

What is this? I have one last year left to live, and I want to be king for a year. Do you want me to enjoy some extreme glory and then die? Is this pity for me? What could be funnier than that?

After Tu Tian finished laughing, he stood up and said loudly: "I, promise you! But I don't believe in your so-called fate, even if there is really that illusory life number roulette, I want to - reverse, heaven, change, fate!" Tu Tian gritted his teeth and said four words, the words were like thunder.

The sky sensed it, and a dry thunder clattered and split a plum tree outside the house.

Pulsatilla jumped up in shock, hurriedly ran outside the house to check, was split off the head of the plum, the plum blossoms are still fragrant, but the whole tree is dead, next year today, there will be no more red plum blossoms, there will be no more that wisp of fragrance.

"Heaven shows the power of God, and sends evil signs and abstains from false words. We can't talk about it anymore. You go with the poor road to your mother. ”

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Tu Tian followed the pulsatilla all the way, and went straight to the inside of the palace and entered the king's bedroom.

Pulsatilla instructed Tu Tianmo to make a sound, hide behind the screen, and accompany himself.

After a short time, the old king, who was old and deaf, woke up from his dream, looked at the pulsatilla, bowed his head at him, and then saw Tu Tian, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became clear.

"This is the fourth child, Tian'er? Okay, okay! Bai Weng's old friend, you are really Lonely's most trusted best friend!"

Pulsatilla smiled bitterly and asked bluntly: "Old friend, how can you really trust someone?"

The old king opened his mouth and fell silent.

Pulsatilla said: "Do you have anything else to explain, after tonight, you will have no chance." ”

Tu Tian was shocked, could it be that this god stick had calculated something? The king ...... My grandfather, tonight is the end of the day?

The old king nodded, took out a golden edict from under the wooden pillow, and the pulsatilla took a few steps, opened it in his hand and looked at it, then closed the edict and nodded: "Don't worry." ”

"Thank you...... Old friend!" After a moment's breath, the old king stared at Tu Tian again and smiled kindly, "Tian'er, your name is Lone...... Grandpa took it for you. Bai Weng said that your life star is bound by Pluto, a body of many disasters, and there are two deaths, life is only fifteen, but grandpa does not believe in fate, my Tu family has understood since childhood, my life is up to me. Grandpa gave you the nickname "Tian" word, is to let you dare to fight with the sky, if the sky loves you, if you dare to treat you poorly, there is a "Tu" word in front of it. Did you hear that?"

Tu Tian's body trembled violently, and his heart was shocked.

He nodded heavily, "I remember! Thank you...... Lord, Lord!"

"Good, very good! Wait, you are here for the rest of the day, and no matter what happens tonight, you must not show up. Tian'er, grandpa taught you to be a man for the first time, and it was the last time, you must study seriously, don't make a sound, and watch with a firm heart and watch everything that happens. After tonight, you will really be considered the man of my butcher's family. ”

"Yes!"

Pulsatilla and Tu Tian nodded in agreement.

The three of them were silent for nearly half an hour, and the old king suddenly opened his eyes again and got up from the bed.

"The hour has come, and you should also come. This old bone is still a little useful after all, let Lone meet you for a while. ”

He stepped out of the screen and sat straight in front of the bookcase like a bloody general.

Tu Tian pointed out a finger hole in the screen and peeked out.

"Your Majesty, General Tu Du asks to see you!" the guards ran in and reported it.

"Let him in. Go down, all of you, and do not go near the lonely bedchamber. Whoever dares to spread the news of tonight will be punished by his nine clans. ”

"Yes!"

All the guards, both in the open and in the dark, left quickly, and there will definitely be no peace tonight.

Tu Duan strode in, walked to the bookcase, and pressed the knife with his right hand to perform a half-kneeling salute: "Father is well." ”

"Get up. Say your purpose. ”

Tu Di Ying looked around, and then said coldly: "It is the covenant of the past." Father won't forget, right? And what did you do to Anguli?"

"Hmph, the rebel is so bold!"

"So what, my blood and courage are all from you, Father. ”

"Okay, very good! The four brothers of bitterness, exhaustion, sweetness, and come, only you are the most ruthless and have the style of a lonely year. If you don't kill the fourth, Lone Xu has already passed the throne to you, but unfortunately you have touched Lone's scales, and you will be ruthless in the future, and Lone will make you uncomfortable, even if you are also Lone's own son. ”

Tu Duan laughed, and asked coldly: "If I don't kill Tu Lai, will my father really pass on to me?"

"Lone only said, 'Xu yes'. ”

"That's it. The crown prince that my father has always loved, only Tu Lai, and the other brothers are just whetstones for him to ascend to the throne, but it's a pity that even your father and you will miscalculate, and my inconspicuous whetstone can break his sharp knife. ”

"You don't have to be arrogant, Lone has been paying attention to you, you can make the future heart broken, willing to obey you, and even leave the throne to you, it can be seen that you must be outstanding. When the two of you joined forces to get rid of the third and the eldest, Lone did hesitate to pass on the throne to you, but unfortunately, before Lone made a decision, you turned against each other. If you kill him for the throne, although Lone hates you, he will still let you take the great power, but to Lone's heart, you actually destroyed the wall for the sake of a woman, killing each other. Lone will not allow such a coward to succeed my family slaughter, do you understand now?"

"That means you're not going to pass it on to me anyway?"

"Not bad. Lone will not pass on your throne, if you want to get it, take it from Lone's hands!"

"Haha, hahaha......" Tu Duan laughed suddenly, and his face turned into self-deprecation, "Father, do you remember the allusion to the four words 'bitter and sweet'?"

The king was finally moved, fell into a long memory, and said softly: "Naturally, I remember that Lone was like you back then, and his hands were full of blood of his brothers and brothers all the way, and all the people betrayed and left, none of them were credible, and none of them dared to believe Lone, but in the end, Lone still won." Once on the throne, all those who opposed Gu in the past bowed their heads at Gu's feet, and Gu had a feeling of bitterness at that time. Therefore when you were born, you were named after bitterness, exhaustion, and sweetness. ”

Tu Duan smiled and asked, "But now, who else is with my father? Where is Gan? Did I kill them? No, it's you, my father." Do you really think that the throne is more important than anything else?"

The king also smiled, looked at him, and said with a hint of banter: "You only see the bitterness of loneliness, but you do not know the sweetness of loneliness." You are still not hard enough to be entangled in the red dust and can't extricate yourself. You feel bitter, always complain about loneliness and partiality, always hate to take away your love, always love Anguli and can't kill it, hate madness but love into obsession, this kind of love has been entangled in you, so that you are miserable, you will only torture yourself, no one is distressed, no one is pitied. Lone will show you a clear path today, if you kill Lone, kill Anguli, everything will be freed. ”

"You ......"

Tu Du's hand was shaking, and he pulled out his knife, but the knife was shaking.

The king shook his head in disappointment: "You still can't let go, family affection, love, is so important to you, or will you be given one last chance." "Kill Lone!" roared the king suddenly.

Tu Duan was yelled at and took three steps back. "You—don't push me...... Father, why did you get to where you are today?"

The king was so disappointed that he shouted, "Coward, get out!"

Tu Dun was full of tears, threw away the knife, crawled with a roll, crawled to the feet of the king, hugged his legs and begged: "Father, I don't rare any throne, if you value it forever, just ask you to return Anguli to me, Father, I only ask you to return this one thing, give her back to me......"

The king burst into tears, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Rebel son, ......"

The door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open, and Angul stepped in, picked up the slaughtered knife from the ground, looked at him and the king, and laughed.

"If you had been soft-hearted to my father and brother, you would not have been in the situation you have today. Six hundred people of my Angulidor tribe, all the old and weak, women and children were spared, and all of them died tragically at the hands of your two brothers, and this is the best retribution for you. ”

Tu Du's heart was cold. Where is that meek, lovely, eccentric girl back then? Why is there a man who looks exactly like her today, pointing a knife at him, questioning him coldly, and mocking him?

"Don't look at me like that," said Anguli, "I have never liked either of you brothers, my loveliness, my thoughtfulness, my gentleness, my empathy, all for revenge. Slaughter is benevolent and righteous on the surface, but the heart is more than a hundred times more poisonous than you. Otherwise, the old butcher would not have chosen him as his heir. ”

The old king's eyes were shining, and he looked at Anguli, as if he admired her very much.

Anguli continued: "He knew that you liked me, and he kept calling me a second sister-in-law in front of you, but behind his back, he made me obey him and threatened to make me a princess in the future. You're afraid you don't know any of that, do you?"

Tu Di, such a hero, at this moment he was paralyzed on the ground, crying like a child, lonely and helpless.

"I borrowed your hand to kill Tu Lai, and I wanted to kill you again with my own hands, but at that time, seeing you crying silently in front of his corpse, somehow I relented for a moment and couldn't do it. In fact, now that I think about it, you are not as vicious as you seem on the surface, but you are a very affectionate person, which is just the opposite of Tulai. If it weren't for the deep hatred, I would ...... I guess we're going to have another ending. Over the years, the more ruthless you have been to me, the deeper you have hurt yourself, and you have gnawed at your heart like a poisonous snake, and I have seen it all in my eyes. While I was happy, I was also heartbroken. Fortunately, I have a day that makes me feel the joy of being a mother, and I almost forget those hatreds, but you have done those things to him, old hatred and new hatred, how do you let me treat you? How can I judge you as a person?"

Tu Duan grabbed his chest, the pain in it couldn't be numb no matter what.

Does he regret it? No, he has no regrets about everything he has done. But I feel that those are all very wrong.

"I, Qi and Anguldo, want to avenge my father, brother, and clansmen, and I will punish the culprits today. Old butcher, what else do you have to say?"

The king said calmly, "I have waited too long for this day. Come on. Lone's blood will not be shed in vain! It may be able to push the Silver Snow Country to the extreme!"

Angul was surprised and did not understand the meaning, but did not hesitate, and walked towards the king with a sword.

But Tu Duan stopped among them at this time, and said to Anguli: "You kill me first, or I won't let you touch my father." ”

The king shook his head, kicked him away, and shouted, "Get out of here!" He stepped forward to meet Anguli's blade.

The blade was lightly sent, Anguli was indifferent, and her timeless and delicate face was extremely cold.

A touch of red, blooming on the chest like a flower. It was a person's hottest blood, flowing directly from the heart, carrying that person's body temperature and the eventful past of his life.

Behind the screen, Tu Tian watched quietly, his hands and feet, along with the old man's blood, became cold.

He had prepared a lot, just to deal with the day that should come, but who should the sword in his hand point at this time? Who should he protect at this time? Is his mother? But she has a knife in her own hand, and the knife is dripping blood, dripping with other people's blood, dripping with the blood of his relatives......

The stab, piercing into his body, was like himself, because he felt that his blood was getting cold.

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