Being chased by the empress, begging me to spread my wings!

Chapter 4552: [Revealing the Truth, True Father~]

"What is this?"

"How can there be a little girl?"

"How could she be in such a dangerous place alone?"

Washington blinked hard with big eyes, looking at all this in disbelief.

There was a pungent smell of blood in the air, with a hint of dark and dampness.

Washington looked up and saw that he was still in a spider nest in a harsh environment.

The porcelain doll-like girl in front of her inexplicably appeared here, which made people feel a little abrupt.

"Hello brother."

"My name is Red Sleeve."

"We just met."

Washington looked at the little girl growing up and couldn't speak, but the red sleeves in front of him took the lead in waving their immature little hands in the direction of Washington.

Her skin was fair, her eyes were round, red, like red pomegranate seeds, and her eyes were so clear that Washington could see his own reflection from inside.

The appearance of a half-breed with loose hair and ragged clothes.

Wrong!

How did I look like this.

Looks like a person!

Washington stared at Red Sleeve with a dead look, which made Red Sleeve feel a little scared.

Her petite body slowly leaned back and pumped the corner of Suning's clothes.

"Brother Suning, what's going on with this person?"

"Why does he keep staring at me, it feels so terrible~

" "He won't want to eat me, right?"

The red sleeve pulled Suning's little hand and trembled, his eyes showed a trace of horror, and his little face with a hint of baby fat even trembled a little.

"It's okay."

"Don't worry."

"He's looking in the mirror."

Suning took the little hand of the red sleeve, held her in his arms and said comfortingly.

The left hand gently stroked her hair, and there was a cool feeling, which was very refreshing.

"It's worthy of the Heavenly Demon Spider family."

"It's all baby."

Suning pulled out a strand of hair from his red-sleeved hair and held it in the palm of his hand, exuding a yellowish luster under the sunlight, and there was also a trace of spiritual power during the period.

Sky Demon Spider Silk!

One of the top materials for smelting Heaven-level magic weapons, the official purchase price of the Treasure Pavilion is 5,000 spirit stones per meter.

For example, this kind of spider silk pulled out of the red sleeve can grow infinitely to a length of far more than one meter, and the price is infinite.

According to Shangguan Feifei, the role of this spider silk is extensive.

Not only can it increase the spiritual power of the cultivator, but it can also refine magic weapons.

The magic weapon of the attack type can be refined into a hundred face spider silk, and each spider silk is like a steel needle, which can easily break through the spiritual shield of a Mahayana realm powerhouse and cut his throat.

At the same time, this thing can also arrange and combine different silk threads to make a spider silk armor, and its defense ability can even resist half-saint-level weapons.

In the Treasure Pavilion, Suning had seen an armor sewn from spider silk, and at that time, he used the strength of the Eight Desolate Demon Halberd to output, but it only left a scratch on it.

"This red sleeve is not only a red dust demon body, but also a treasure all over the body."

"Washington really did a great job this time and let himself pick up such a big treasure."

"It's worthy of being my own son, and I think about my own father for all good things."

Suning looked at the red sleeve in his chest, the baby's no, as if looking at a delicate money printing machine.

Red Sleeve is full of treasures, and if she can maximize her value, she can even be worth half a year's tax in the British Kingdom.

With enough funds, he is more confident in his battles with the other six kingdoms.

"Uncle Suning."

"I have a question for you."

"Can you answer me truthfully, I don't want to hear deceptive answers."

Washington looked at himself through the red-sleeved eyes in Suning's arms, and sometimes raised his head to look at Suning, and the look in his eyes gradually became firmer.

He spat, as if he had made great determination, and finally couldn't help but speak,

"Uncle Suning."

"Honorable His Royal Highness the Earl of Wren."

"I hope you can swear by your honor."

"Tell me what my life is like!"

Washington looked at Suning's eyes were slightly red, his throat was dry, and his tone was a little trembling and asked Suning.

In the face of Washington's pressing, Suning did not choose to escape.

Back when he found out that Washington was in danger and made up his mind to come to his rescue.

Suning had already realized that things could not be hidden.

His relationship with Washington will one day be exposed.

If this is the case, then it is better to take the initiative to open up and say everything.

"Washington."

"Here you go."

"Open him and you'll see what you see."

Suning took out a pale blue photo stone from his arms, and there were water patterns engraved on it, rippling on the surface.

"There's the truth here."

"I think the moment you open it, you'll understand everything."

Suning handed over the photo stone.

The contents inside can prove their relationship with Washington.

Of course, this is not the one that Princess Meghan records Suning and Mira Belle's deeds.

Suning is not so perverted yet, so perverted that he let his son witness his creation record with his own eyes.

"Uncle Suning, since I was a child, you have always been one of the people I trust the most."

"I hope you don't lie to me."

Washington took the Shadow Stone and injected it into his spiritual power, and the picture of the Shadow Stone slowly unfolded, eventually spreading throughout the cave.

In the picture, Washington first sees his mother, Mila Belle, and his childhood self.

Mira Belle, who was breastfeeding Washington in a slip dress, held her child and looked in the direction of the Suning Renn family castle in the distance.

Tell his child that the man named Suning is his real father.

Young Washington had not yet learned to speak, and his memories of this period were very vague.

But when Washington saw the image again, the ancient memories in his mind flooded wildly.

"Ugh!"

"My head hurts, how so?"

"Am I really the son of Uncle Suning?"

"What about my father Elis?"

"What is he again?"

Washington looked at the scene in front of him with some disbelief, and his brain was very painful, as if a steel needle was piercing his eardrum.

Childhood memories, Suning and Elis' shadows are constantly blending.

He couldn't tell who his real father was.

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