The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

Mo Yan see her small short tail upright, don't know what this little guy is making, low smile a: "not hungry?"

He found that he had a lot more fun since he met the little guy.

"Hum."

With a snort, he snatched the fragrant barbecue from his hand and began to eat it.

How can I not be hungry.

A few wild fruits are just water, which is enough to fill the stomach.

Turning grief and indignation into appetite, he ate several pieces in succession, and finally had enough to eat and drink. Lying on the soft grass, he felt his bulging stomach and yawned drowsily.

It's already the middle of the moon.

It's time to rest.

Mo Yan and Yu Wuji had a good fight today, which cost a lot. Now he is really sleepy. He leaned against a thick and smooth tree trunk, narrowed his eyes and put his hands on his chest. After a while, his breathing became even and slow.

After lying on the grass for half an hour, he felt uncomfortable, so he got up, looked at Moyan, looked up and down, and finally his eyes fell on his folded hands, with the palms facing up.

hey.

It's a nice place. It's warm.

Small white Ze a jump, jumped to Mo Yan's palm, shook to shake small ear. You are not willing to give this demon shunmao during the day, and this demon will give you a chance to make up for it now, holding this demon to sleep.

What she didn't know was that her unintentional behavior brought a terrible nightmare to Mo Yan——

Mo Yan had fallen asleep.

But suddenly, on the palm of the hand, came a fluffy, soft touch.

This kind of touch immediately made every inch of his nerves tense up, every hair inside and outside stood up, thin and dense cold sweat poured out from his forehead, and soon the inner shirt close to his back was soaked.

He can't wake up.

He was caught in an endless nightmare.

He went back to the year when he was five years old. In a dark and cramped room in Princess Chang's mansion, he was tied to a pillar. A demon like man's voice, full of evil, low in the ear.

"This is your kitten. Come and touch it."

His hand, caught, was placed on a piece of soft fur.

It's warm.

It's the civet cat that he kept for two years.

"How? Is it warm? This is life. " The devil is laughing and bewitching, "want to know what it's like for life to pass from the fingertips?"

The next moment.

His little hand was suddenly clenched.

He pinched the kitten's neck impartially, and the bleak cry of the cat rang through the small dark room. In the ears of five-year-old children, it echoes for a long time.

Civet cat struggling.

The five-year-old was very scared. He was also screaming. His voice was no lower than that of a cat. But the hateful adult, the devil, had his big hand like a pincer, and he was not allowed to break free!

Until——

The fluffy ball in my hand is no longer struggling.

Warm and cold.

The five-year-old couldn't help it any more. The corner of his eye covered by black cloth was wet. The whole body was shaking.

"Cry, little bastard." The devil sneered, "your mother handed you over to me. I am your master and your Godfather. Today is the first lesson to learn what life is. "

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