Who destroyed the Rat Clan? How did you survive and escape from the Monster Clan? Was approaching the little sister intentional or unintentional? Did you come to the world to seek revenge, revenge, or revenge?"
Bu Bai's thin figure paused and turned around slowly. The initial disappointment in his black eyes was tainted with the light of hope. Then, he became a little depressed and said lonely: "Your Highness, why do you need to ask? Even if you know, what are you doing?" What can we do? A year has passed and even His Majesty the Demon Emperor has stopped asking, how can you still help my rat clan rehabilitate it?"
"If what you say makes sense, then why not?" Long Chuangchuang winked at Zao Zao and motioned for her to carry him to the Grand Master's chair, but the latter looked at him blankly, not trying to be cool at all. Chance.
"Is what your Highness said true?" Bu Bai asked uncertainly.
"A man's words are hard to follow." The little guy stretched out four fingers and said firmly.
"Well, he is worthy of being the son of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor. I trust His Highness." Bu Bai praised him.
It turns out that Prince Hisoka of the Mountain Eagle Clan, who destroyed the Rat Clan, and the territories of the two races are adjacent to each other. There have been constant conflicts since ancient times. In recent years, the Eagle Clan has become more powerful and often provokes the Rat Clan.
A year ago, the Demon King strayed into the devil's way while practicing martial arts, and cold poison invaded his body. The elders predicted that the crisis could be solved in the human world, and summoned the leaders of all tribes to open the gates of the Demon Clan. Prince Xisuo took advantage of the Demon Emperor to leave the leaders and return to their respective territories. Secretly ambush the Rat King and his wife who returned to the Rat Tribe, and wiped out the entire clan.
On the day of the incident, Bu Bai was grounded by the Rat King and imprisoned in a stone cave at the back of the Rat Clan Prince's residence, so he survived.
"My poor father died tragically, and was turned upside down by the Eagle King. He was labeled as a traitor. Many of my subordinates died and were injured. The rest fled to the various tribes in the demon world and were humiliated." Bu Bai's face was full of indignation. Not long after, he turned into self-deprecating, "I hate myself for being a dandy and ignorant, I hate that I can't fight side by side with my father, and I hate that I haven't been able to avenge my father for so long. Even now, I can't gather a single bit of spiritual power."
Bu Bai was young and frivolous. Before the annihilation of his clan, he had always been a bohemian noble son. He relied on his spiritual power and often used his power to bully others. His father could not control him, so he had to seal his demonic spiritual power and imprison him in the back mountain.
This was also the reason why he insisted on staying in Shaohua Pavilion to "teach him a lesson" even though he knew Long Chuangchuang was unhappy. He hated children who were too conceited, which made him seem to see himself back then.
However, Long Chuangchuang is different from him after all. He is the prince of the demon clan. Although he is arrogant and rude, he has a high talent for self-cultivation of demons. He is also a smart and sensible child. He even has a heart that a king should have. of tolerance.
Therefore, he doesn't want to, doesn't dare, and won't hate him anymore. If he can't follow him, he can only leave.
"More than ten days ago, His Majesty the Dragon King reopened the gate to the demon world in order to find his son. I also took the opportunity to come to the human world. This is my only chance to face the saint. I have no way to save the millions of innocent souls of the rat clan, but I don't want to The name of betrayal will forever haunt the Rat Clan."
A goblin without spiritual power can hardly move in the human world. In desperation, he can only change back to his original shape and steal food at night.
Accustomed to living a life of fine clothes and fine food, the young master of the rat tribe would never steal anything, so he was beaten often. After more than ten days, he actually started to get used to the pain caused by people.
Sometimes, he even felt that the beatings in exchange for delicious food were well worth the money.
He thought that for the sake of the Rat Clan, he would not hesitate to suffer and be tired.
Bu Bai cast his hopeful gaze on Long Chuangchuang, who was listening attentively, and said solemnly: "Your Highness, I will leave now. I just ask you to tell His Majesty the Dragon Emperor that our Rat Clan is aboveboard and my father is loyal.
, I never had any intention of betrayal.”
"How could I remember such a trivial matter?" Long Chuangchuang blushed slightly, and before Bu Bai's eyes dimmed, he added, "Tell him yourself. Father, he will find us sooner or later."
"Young Highness, do you want me to stay?" Bu Bai didn't dare to laugh, fearing that he would think too extravagantly.
Sooner or later, I looked at Long Chuangchuang and smiled happily. This arrogant but kind-hearted little guy sympathized with Bu Bai's life experience.
Avoiding morning and evening's gaze, Long Chuangchuang whispered uncomfortably: "Before I learn to cook, I can't let my mother and little sister go hungry."
"Yes, Bu Bai's cooking skills are very good, just stay," he glanced at Chuang Chuang, who was blushing, and said sooner or later, "My little sister will be sad if you leave."
Hearing this, the little guy frowned slightly and said to Bu Bai with a cold face: "Cook well. We don't feed idle people. Today's fish doesn't count. I want to eat chicken legs tomorrow. If they are well done, I will keep them."
Chicken legs are what Xiao Huoshui likes, and His Highness, who "hates" her the most, is ready to use food to please the little girl who is made to cry.
Bu Bai and Chi Zaozao looked at each other and smiled, saying: "Don't worry, I won't eat and drink for free."
"Mom, the baby wants to eat and drink for free." Huang Xiaofu poked his head out from behind the bead curtain, still wrapped in a quilt that Bu Bai had covered her with after she fell asleep.
Without waiting for anyone to ask, she stepped forward and hugged Long Chuangchuang's arm, and took the initiative to explain the reason for waking up: "The baby heard the chicken drumsticks and felt a little hungry, so he woke up."
It was still early, and few of them felt sleepy. After the two little guys had eaten and drank enough, Long Chuangchuang specifically reminded him to deliver some fish soup to the guard outside the door sooner or later.
"Why do you want to give it away? The baby doesn't want it." Huang Xiaofu touched her round belly, reluctantly watching the fish soup go out sooner or later, and asked Long Chuangchuang next to her in confusion.
Ever since he woke up, Xiao Huoshui had been staying close to Long Chuangchuang, speaking softly, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, he would be disliked by his brother again.
"Fool, haven't you heard that cannibals are soft-mouthed? I have my own reasons for giving them fish soup." Long Chuangchuang pretended.
Outside the door, there was a smile on his face sooner or later, which made all the guards feel flattered. After receiving the fish soup, they stared blankly at the door that was closed again, silently worshiping the new master of Shaohua Pavilion as a goddess in their hearts.
"You brat, what's your point? Tell your mother." Sooner or later, I discovered that the little Chuangchang who lost his temper became much cuter.
"Woman, you have forgotten what I told you this afternoon." The cute baby, who had been blushing just now, became arrogant again as soon as he opened his mouth.
"You said so many things, how can I remember which one..." I glared at my son angrily, and then suddenly remembered that in the afternoon, Biboting, Hua Yunyue and Caiying conspired to plot against her.
She and her son had agreed to take the trip at night.
"Have you remembered?" Long Chuangchuang asked.
Sooner or later, he nodded hurriedly, then shook his head and said regretfully: "Son, we'd better wait for another day, mother doesn't have night clothes yet."
Long Chuangchuang stood up and walked to the inner room, casually tore off a piece of white gauze that was originally a bed curtain, threw it to Wan Wan Wan, and said, "Just use this."
"White is too ostentatious, and things like murder and arson..."
"Who asked you to kill someone?" Long Chuangchuang held a red fruit that he didn't know where he got in his hand. He crushed it and wiped it on the white gauze, and it instantly became bright and bright, like blood.
Facing the doubtful glances in the morning and evening, Long Chuangchuang smiled evilly and said, "I want you to wear this to pretend to be a ghost."