The sword light flashed, and the little lion fell into a pool of blood.
"You don't need to have feelings."
Emperor Zhou withdrew his sword, his eyes were as ruthless as a blade.
There was a chill on the soles of Di Xin's feet.
Even though he had an adult mentality, when he saw Di Zhou's actions, he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.
In my mind, some memories revived intermittently.
It was about the memory of the demon ancestor Emperor Xin's childhood.
In his memory, there was indeed a similar scene.
That time, it was also the return of the autumn harvest, but it was slightly different from this time.
Dixin picked up a little lion.
He liked the little lion very much, and kept it for three full months without telling Emperor Zhou. He even gave up a very pitiful part of the food to the little lion.
But one day in three months, when Emperor Xin came back from looking for food, he found the little lion lying in a pool of blood.
Emperor Zhou smashed the lion cub to death.
He also looked at him with the eyes he had today, and uttered these words coldly.
What kind of father is this, to do such a thing in front of his own children.
Emperor Xin's childhood was spent in a similar situation.
As long as he encounters something he likes, even if he only shows the slightest affection, Emperor Zhou will destroy it.
Over time, Emperor Xin became more and more restrained, not easy to express his emotions, nor easy to be emotional.
If he hadn't met Yan Jiu's family, I'm afraid the emperor would have become completely cold-blooded and ruthless.
Di Zhou looked at Di Xin, as if waiting for him to cry.
This is a reaction any three-year-old child should have at this moment.
The little lion in the pool of blood, with a layer of mist covering its dark eyes, let out a howling sound.
Di Xin walked to the pool of blood, raised a stone, and threw it down.
The little lion was silent again.
Di Zhou's eyes changed slightly, and Di Xin met his gaze.
When the two looked at each other, their aura was unexpectedly equal.
This child has changed.
"Emperor Zhou, where have you gone? The patriarch is looking for you."
Yan Li walked over and saw the father and son.
He patted Emperor Zhou on the shoulder, and Yan Li was stunned when he saw the little Emperor Xin who looked like a thin monkey.
This is the child of Emperor Zhou
In my impression, this child has always been very inconspicuous.
But today it looks a little different.
"You are the emperor, right? There is a celebration meeting in the clan, so come and join us."
Di Zhou looked at Di Xin indifferently, and left a word.
"He doesn't have to go."
Yan Li rubbed his head, but still had no intention of disobeying Emperor Zhou, and left with Emperor Zhou.
Halfway through the walk, it was confirmed that the little guy hadn't followed.
Yan Licai said.
"Emperor Zhou, you are too harsh on that child. He is your only child. Even if his mother is sorry for you, you can't take the fault of adults on him. If you do this, it will only make your father and son angry. The relationship between the two is becoming increasingly distant.”
"He doesn't need such things as feelings."
Emperor Zhou threw out a sentence coldly.
Yan Li shook his head and sighed, then looked again
He and Emperor Zhou have been friends since childhood, and the previous Emperor Zhou was not like this.
Since that year, he left the tribe to go to practice, and returned after a few years, bringing back the little emperor who was still in his infancy, he seemed to be a different person.
He didn't say a word about who the child's mother was, and he was so indifferent to the child that it was almost heartless.
Yan Jiu privately determined that the child's mother must be of a foreign race, and judging by the emperor's appearance, his mother is likely to be a human race.
For a while, the little emperor was abandoned in the sheepfold and almost starved to death.
Thanks to Yan Li's wife, Princess Min Qing, who happened to pass by the sheepfold, heard the strange movement, carried the child out, and fed it for a few months. The child might have died by now.
Yan Li speculated that Emperor Zhou must have encountered something during his training abroad.
It is very likely that Emperor Xin's mother abandoned Emperor Zhou and the newborn child, which made Emperor Zhou lose his normal state.
Princess Minqing wanted to adopt Emperor Zhou at that time. After all, Yan Li had only one Yan Jiu under his knees, but Emperor Zhou refused.
After that, Yan Li didn't see Emperor Shen anymore, but Yan Li always knew that his wife Princess Min Qing and son Xiao Yan Jiu had been secretly dealing with Emperor Xin.
When meeting Emperor Xin again today, Yan Licai paid attention to the child.
It was found that the child had excellent bones and a pair of cold eyes, definitely not a thing in the pool.
Maybe, it's time to teach the emperor some sorcery.
However, this matter must be kept from Emperor Zhou.
Yan Li thought to himself, and decided to go back and discuss it with his wife.
Di Xin stood in the distance until the little lion's body completely cooled down.
His heart also became cold little by little. He knelt down and dug a hole with his bare hands, trying to bury the little lion.
Those dark eyes kept echoing in his mind.
"Dixin, what are you doing?"
Behind him, an immature child's voice.
Little Yan Jiu ran over.
Little Yan Jiu, who is less than four years old, is already a very pink boy. He is well-dressed and always has a warm smile on his face.
When seeing the unformed grave, Xiao Yanjiu was also taken aback.
He glanced at Di Xin's hand, it was covered with dirt and there were some small wounds.
He frowned and rolled up his sleeves.
"I'll help you."
As he said that, Xiao Yanjiu followed the emperor's example, digging the soil with one hand until his clean clothes were covered with mud.
Di Xin's cold heart felt slightly warm.
After the two buried the little lion, Xiao Yanjiu tilted his head and looked at the scars left on Dixin's face, hands, feet and arms after being bullied.
Little Yan Jiu clenched his fists and asked angrily.
"Dixin, is someone bullying you again, tell me, I'll teach them a lesson... no, I'll ask my father to teach them a lesson for you."
"Teach me once, but only once. Yan Jiu, it's good for you to learn martial arts with me."
Emperor Xin said suddenly.
Yan Jiu thought about it, Mingming Emperor Xin was a few months younger than him, but he felt that what Emperor Ming said made sense.
"You come home with me, and I'll beg my dad to teach us."
"it is good."
Dixin nodded.
Xiao Yanjiu was a little flattered, this was the first time Dixin agreed to his invitation.
In the past, every time he mentioned going home with him, Di Xin flatly refused.
Let's go now, Yan Jiu imitated his father's appearance, put his shoulders on the emperor's shoulders, and the two small figures strode forward under the gray sky.
Since that day, after Yan Li agreed to teach Emperor Xin and Yan Jiu to learn martial arts, Emperor Xin and Yan Jiu have been inseparable.
The days passed.
Dixin would be very anxious at first, always worrying about washing his wife.
But at the same time, he is very clear that he is now in the formation of the Peach Blossom Gu God, but he has not found a way to break the formation.
He forced himself to calm down and adapt to the childhood life that was missing in his memory, hoping to find a solution to it.
~ There is only one chapter to update in the early morning, don't wait. Dafu is late for a business trip at night, and her mind is muddled. I will drive the car during the day tomorrow, and when I get home at night, I will make up the remaining 6,000 words. It’s the middle of the month, and everyone has hatched a new free monthly ticket to vote for~