Chapter 1145： My Gentle Tyrant (27)

Fu Yue couldn't think that the little emperor had fallen to this point.

For a little bit of food, I don’t even want my own country.

Fu Yue was a little bit distressed.

"How did you become like this, what is your ambition? What is your ambition as an emperor?"

Ji Xiaorong glanced at her with a very difficult expression.

He lowered his voice: "I don't know what ambitions I have had... to kill?"

Fu Yue was silent for a while.

"Forget it, you'd better have something to eat." Then she put a chopstick into the little emperor's mouth.

It is better for him to shut up.

Come out from the hot pot restaurant.

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

Fu Yue originally wanted to take a taxi home, but the little emperor said that he wanted to go out and stroll around, and plausibly said that he had never seen the world after a thousand years. What happened to him?

As a result, when passing by the square.

I don't know what I'm looking at when I see a large group of people around.

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

Pull away the crowd.

As you can see, there is a person standing over there.

It was a black swordsman with a long body and a black scimitar at 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 was cold. Meaning, the eyes are not looking good.

The black-clothed knife man looks very outstanding, with this outfit, the rate of turning around is almost 100%.

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

Many people stopped nearby and took a picture of the black knife man with their mobile phones.

"Oh my god, is this little brother in the cos circle? Who is this cos? It's so handsome. Look at the quality of his wig. The quality of his wig is really good. The quality of the clothes looks good, I don’t know. Which..."

"This is really handsome! It really looks like an ancient killer, hey, do you think his cold look is about to draw his sword in the next second, hahaha?"

"Hey, sister, you said I went up and asked this little brother if he wanted WeChat to get it? I think I look good hehehehe."

"Wake up, don't be impulsive, leave it to all of us!"

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 narrowed his beautiful eyes, his eyes flashed badly.

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

Bizarre and weird.

The people here are also wearing very strange clothes. 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 these people were not malicious towards him, they were simply curious.

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

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

Yu Li narrowed his eyes.

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

That woman?

Yu Li walked in the direction of Fu Yue.

The little girls in that direction were instantly excited.

"Ah, ah, 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 at the back."

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

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