The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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The smile of small gray charcoal seems to be the flower of the wattle that will grow in the harsh environment of the original jungle and experience countless hardships. Although it is not very eye-catching, it is in front of the gorgeous flowers of roses and peonies. Loss of color, but it is the only flower that can grow in the harshest environment.

Seeing Xiaohuitan's smile and hearing Xiaohuitan's words, the eyes of the middle-aged men and women are moistened again. How good, how well-behaved, and how lovable the child really wants to take home as a treat The hamster was held in the palm of his hand and cared carefully.

"Oh, dad...mom...why do you...will suddenly..."

Little Grey Char raised his head and asked strugglingly. This question obviously lingered in her mind for a long time, but she never dared to ask it. Is it because she was afraid to ask it and her parents would suddenly disappear? Although it is a bit ridiculous, thinking about her is just a child about ten years old, and she can be relieved.

"Look, both of us almost forgot. Little charcoal is more mature and calmer than us."

Father rubbed his eyes and smiled. The thin face with a cross scar made the smile a little distorted and ugly, but he could feel gentle.

"Small gray charcoal, can you still remember what happened on the day five years ago?"

The mother gently stroked her daughter's hair, as if recalling the memories, and asked softly.

In fact, the real reason is that this guy, including the fake father next to him, although he knew that the parents of the small gray charcoal were missing five years ago, the specific situation is not very clear. What, and then continue to compile with the plot, this is also impossible, where there may be such detailed information.

"Then... the day..."

It seemed that I had thought of some bad memories. There was a flash of fear in my gray squinted eyes, and his head was lowered. His thin body, like the Staple exposed in the storm, had been shaking. Non-stop.

"Relax, little charcoal, we will not disappear again."

The mother gently stroked her daughter. Watching her eyes full of distress.

In this gentle package of air, the little gray charcoal seemed to finally feel the warmth from the cold fear, and gradually stopped. Gently raised his head and tentatively glanced at his parents. It felt as if they were sure that they would not disappear after they were finished, and then continued timidly.

"That day... early that morning. Very early... very early, Mom and Dad took me... out together, and... and then slide down the cliff..."

"..."

Father and mother were speechless for a while.

I thought it was a tragic event, such as being attacked by a monster, or even seeing it killed, and it would be troublesome to explain it. Unexpectedly... Well, it was such a boring way of death.

However, this is even better, so I prepared one of the N versions of the rhetoric beforehand, and it came in handy.

"I didn't expect you to remember that all these years, you must have been having such nightmares all the time, suffering you, my child."

The mother hugged the small gray charcoal up, ignoring the dirty face, rubbing it on it, never enjoying such a passion, of course, the small gray charcoal smashed by the **** did not know that her father Rolled his eyes helplessly behind

"Little charcoal, listen to me, what happened after that..."

After all, the two had already anticipated various versions of the rhetoric, and soon said things as if they were true.

"That's what happened, because the father and mother were seriously injured when sliding off the cliff..."

"Injured, Mom and Dad were injured?" Little Grey Chard stared worriedly.

"Small gray charcoal is really a good boy, rest assured, it will be fine long ago, but at the time we thought we were really going to die, but fortunately we were saved by a passerby."

"Meet well-intentioned people." Little gray char relief.

"Although this is a bit rude to the life-saving benefactor, that guy is not a good person."

"Huh?"

"Although the self-cultivator healed us seriously, it was not free. In order to redeem the life-saving grace, we were his slaves for five years before we were finally allowed to leave. We can’t come back until now. Gather."

"Really? Mom and Dad... must have suffered a lot."

Small gray charcoal raised his head, his squinted eyes sparkling brightly, revealing an inexplicable feeling from the inside, reaching out his thin, bony hands, and stroking gently on his mother's wrinkled cheeks.

"No bitterness, how can it be hard for small gray charcoal? To be honest, in the past five years, the two of us... almost both of us thought that the small gray charcoal had... oh woo..."

Seeing this scene, the father behind raised his head silently and secretly said with emotion:

"Women...it was a natural play."

"All in all, after five years of ups and downs, our family is finally reunited again. This is the most important thing."

Suddenly, he took out the grandfather of the head of the family, spread his arms, and hugged the mother and daughter together. The three hugged together, and they all smiled as if they were one.

"Have you lived in this kind of place for all these years? You are suffering."

The mother deeply sighed at the small pit where the small gray charcoal lived, in a narrow pit that could not hold a cow.

"Sorry. It's all because I'm too useless to give you two good homes."

The father grabbed his head and sighed and wailed. Although the original family of three, although they were also poor, they were still above the flower demon king city. There was still a place in the dilapidated poor kiln that could barely cover the wind.

However, according to information, my father seems to be a little gamble. When he disappeared, he owed an account. Although it was only a small amount of money, it was enough for the other party to occupy the place that was barely sheltered from the wind and rain and drove out the small charcoal.

Of course, even if this is not the case, at an age as small as charcoal, the lonely person can't keep that home. Even a small, dilapidated house, there are still many coveted guys in the slums.

Now, even if my father comes back, there is probably no way to bring that house back.

"But no problem." Father patted his chest vigorously.

"Although I have been exploited by that comprehensionist for five years, I have learned a lot there. Today I will show you that Ye Chen, the head of the family, can at least provide you with a shelter from the wind and rain. "

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