Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 327

The little boy jumped down neatly, ran to the temple gate and looked around for a while, then said respectfully to the carriage: "My lord, it should be here."

"En," a deep voice sounded softly, a slender hand slowly stretched out, lifted the curtain, and then revealed a handsome and outstanding face.

The visitor was dressed in a purple satin dress. It looked very simple, and the style was not complicated, but one could tell the luxury at a glance. The man was young, at most in his early 20s, and his long and narrow eyes had a deep glint. , at first glance, it looks like a sly fox, with a captivating light.The little boy behind him opened a paper umbrella, covered his head, and followed him slowly into the dilapidated temple gate.

Seeing the person coming, everyone's eyes instantly seemed to have seen prey, and they stared at the three of them.

The man paused slightly, then turned his head and whispered something to the coachman who was following him. The coachman nodded, trotted back to the carriage, and took out a large handful of steamed buns.

The originally silent ruined temple suddenly became noisy, and hungry people rushed forward, surrounding the coachman in the middle.

In this chaotic year, in these places where refugees are starving and dying everywhere, steamed buns and white noodles are more precious than gold. Cannibalism is no longer news, and those who don't eat are strange creatures.

The backyard of the ruined temple is a remote place, with overgrown grass, rocks, ruined walls, and piles of rubble. The boy glanced at it and frowned slightly. Just as he was about to step in, he was caught by a man beside him. Grab it.

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, squatted down slowly, and saw a thin silk thread lying in front of the narrow courtyard gate.

This is the dark cicada silk produced in the Northland. It is slender and elastic. It is a high-quality fabric. In the imperial capital, the price can reach hundreds of stalks.Even in rich families, it is a precious thing, and only the rich and famous can weave clothes with such silk.The man in Tsing Yi slowly took out a small golden dagger from his pocket, and stroked lightly at the silk, only to hear a puff, and a cold dagger flew from the side, with a ding It was tied on the wall above the thin line, only half a body away from the man.

The little boy was stupefied, but the man smiled slyly, and said in a slightly smug voice, "It seems that we have found the right place."

As soon as the sound of the knife sounded, there was a slight but quick sound of footsteps inside. The man walked in with a faint smile, and the golden dagger in the mirror's hand, who didn't even look at it, flew out and hit the huge On the scimitar, the unkempt, muddy child squatted on the ground unarmed, obviously hurt the tendons on her arm just now.At this moment, she raised her head halfway, staring firmly at the face of the man in Tsing Yi opposite, her eyes were cold, tough as steel, with the calmness and ferocity of a trapped animal.

As soon as the man saw her for the first time, he knew that his trip was really the right one.

"Shu'er." The man called out in a low voice, and the kid beside him hurriedly took the food box in his hand, put it on the ground, slowly opened the lid, then glanced at the kid opposite, slowly, slowly Yes, pushed it over.

The child gave the man a cold look, and glanced down from the corner of his eye. It was a very ordinary meal, with snow-white steamed buns, red and tender roast chicken, and a small bowl of clear soup with egg flowers floating in it.This dish is even somewhat shabby in a rich family, but in today's world, it is a feast for gluttons.Even though he wanted to be patient, the child couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

But she just swallowed her saliva tightly, then she raised her head and looked at the man in Tsing Yi with wary eyes, there was thick suspicion and ferocity in it, it seemed that as long as he moved slightly now, this child would desperately die It's like a duel with him, even if you use your teeth, you will bite him to death.

The corner of the man's mouth was slowly raised, he squatted down slowly, and pulled the vermilion food box. He was such an elegant person, and he didn't need chopsticks. He reached out and grabbed a piece of steamed bun, took a bite, and then ate another bite of chicken.

Immediately, he put everything back into the distance, and slowly stood up.

The child kept staring at him, as if trying to dig a hole out of him.Little Tong Shu'er even thought that she would stand like that forever, without moving.However, in the next second, the stubborn child suddenly sat on the ground, grabbed the food box and hugged it in his arms, and ate it like a wolf, without any manners or dignity.

The man in Tsing Yi smiled slightly, and untied a silver-white wine jug from his waist. It came from the Raleigh country further north. It was carved with exquisite patterns and charming women. The silver surface was clear and polished. Very smooth.He stretched out his slender hand, passed over the flagon in his hand, and said softly, "That."

The child was burying his head in eating, when he suddenly felt a hand touching his arm, he raised his head nervously, and looked at the man warily with his eyes full of vigilance.

Pulling off the lid with a bang, the man shook it lightly and said, "This is only for boys."

Not even worried about being poisonous anymore, the child snatched the flagon with one hand and took a sip with his head up.The acrid smell of alcohol burst into my mouth, and just after being poured into the trachea, I coughed loudly while still there.But before the smile on the other person's face slipped to her eyes, she raised the jug again and poured everything into her belly.

"Oh!"

The wine jug was thrown on the ground fiercely, and rolled on the ground, empty inside, already empty.The child's cheeks were flushed, but he still wiped his mouth and looked at the man stubbornly, with the stubbornness of a small animal in his eyes.

"Ha ha……"

The man smiled softly, and said in a deep voice: "Come with me, you don't have to be hungry anymore, and one day in the future, you can take revenge."

The child stood up. Although she was short in stature, she stood there with an indescribable aura. She looked at the man's smiling face with heavy eyes, and thought repeatedly in her heart. Finally, she raised her head and uttered coldly. Two words: "Conditions!"

The man smiled lightly and said, "Be my child."

"child?"

"Yes." The man said with a smile: "Be my daughter, raised in a deep boudoir, enjoying the world's glory and wealth, rich food and wine, and a luxurious life, but I need you to dedicate your body. Be my son, hold Power, charge for me, block killers, and kill enemies on the battlefield, but it is very possible, I need you to give your head, you choose yourself."

The child stared closely at the man's smiling face, his dark eyes blinked smartly, after thinking for a long time, he finally raised his head and said in a deep voice, "I will be your son."

(End of this chapter)