Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

Chapter 1145: My Gentle Tyrant (27)

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Fu Yue didn't expect that the little emperor had fallen to this point.

Actually, for a little bit of food, he didn't even want his own country.

Fu Yue was a little heartbroken.

"How did you become like this? What about your ambition? What about your ambition as an emperor?"

Ji Xiaorong looked at her with a very indescribable look.

Lowering her voice: "I don't even know what ambition I have...to kill someone?"

Fu Yue was silent for a while.

"Forget it, you'd better eat something more." As she spoke, she picked up a chopstick of meat and stuffed it into the little emperor's mouth.

He'd better keep his mouth shut.

Come out of the hot pot restaurant.

Fu Yue took the child's hand and walked aimlessly forward.

Fu Yue originally wanted to take a taxi home, but the little emperor insisted that he would go out for a stroll, plausibly saying that he had never seen the world after a thousand years, so what's wrong with wanting to learn more

As a result, when passing the square.

I saw a large group of people gathered around and didn't know what they were looking at.

Fu Yue and Ji Xiaorong also ran over to join in the fun.

Pull away the crowd.

As far as I could see, there was a person standing there.

It was a swordsman in black, tall and tall, with a black machete on his waist, his hair was tied into a ponytail and hung high behind his head, he looked at the crowd with a cold face, and his whole body exuded coldness. I mean, the look in my eyes is not good.

The swordsman in black has an outstanding appearance, and with this attire, the rate of turning heads is almost 100%.

It's just that the man stood there straight, like a sculpture.

Many people nearby stopped and took pictures of the black-clothed swordsman with their mobile phones.

"Oh my god, is this little brother from the cosplay circle? Who is this cosplayer? He is so handsome. Look at the quality of his wig, it looks like real ones. The quality of the clothes also looks good. I don't know if it is Which…”

"This is really handsome! It really looks like an ancient killer, hey, look at his cold look, is he going to draw his sword in the next second hahaha?"

"Hey, sister, do you think I'll go up and ask this little brother if he wants to get WeChat? I think I look pretty good hehehehe."

"Wake up, don't be impulsive, let's leave this kind of stunning beauty to all of us!"

After Fu Yue saw the man's face clearly: "!!"

Oh oh grass

Isn't this the assassin that day, he also wore it

The little emperor obviously recognized the black-clothed swordsman, he squinted his beautiful eyes, and there was a flash of unkindness in his eyes.

Yu Li didn't know how he arrived at an extremely strange place in the blink of an eye.

Bizarre and bizarre.

The people here are also dressed in strange clothes, and they all surround him and look at him like a monkey, which made Yu Li want to draw his sword for a while.

But he could feel that this group of people had no malice towards him, just pure curiosity.

Yu Li was able to suppress the prehistoric power in his heart.

He raised his eyes, briefly glanced around, and then locked on Fu Yue in the crowd.

Yu Li narrowed his eyes.

As the number one killer of Zhaixing Pavilion, his memory is unforgettable, and his acuity is also first-class.

that woman

Yu Li walked towards Fu Yue.

The little girls in that direction instantly became excited.

"Ah, did he see me? How about my makeup today? Did he take the initiative to strike up a conversation with me?"

"Wake up, look behind."

After being reminded by her companion, the girl saw Fu Yue standing not far behind her.

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