The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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Silence, inside the cave where the three were in, the silence was terrible, even the breathing sounds that were supposed to have completely disappeared, the dull and depressed atmosphere flowing in the air, all this requires small charcoal to open and break .

"I……"

The sound of the fine mosquitoes flowed from under the head of the small gray charcoal, for a moment. The surrounding air seemed to flow again. Both Ye Chen and Honglian were relieved and gasped slightly.

"Harm... fear..."

The voice is still intermittent, with a cry of trembling.

"If... if not... don't do something. No... if you don't make money, dad...mama...will...will I be burdened...may I...whoo... Would you... feel... feel... wooh~~ feel...I’m in trouble...sell...sell me, wooh~~~"

Speaking of the last, Xiaohuitan finally cried out, and thought that tears had been exhausted last night. A drop of water slipped from the cheek to the flower pot, hitting the petals, and the swaying flowers, like the mood of the small gray charcoal at the moment, full of uncertainty.

"What a fool..."

Hearing the explanation of the small gray charcoal, Ye Chen and Honglian exhaled at the same time, but at the same time they were very distressed.

It turned out that the reason for the distress of the two people was so simple. The little charcoal was just afraid that the two would find her useless and that she was a drag oil bottle. Fear of being abandoned by the two is just that simple.

Only Ye Chen and Honglian, who have never experienced this kind of life, can't understand the idea of ​​small gray charcoal, they will always be troubled, thinking all the time, and complicating simple reasons.

"Who said my little charcoal was not used?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath and picked up the little gray charcoal around her, turning around in a direction so that she was facing herself. Then she fully embraced her thin cheeks with big hands, lifted her face up, and stared at the eyes hidden behind the bangs.

"Listen, little charcoal. Mom and Dad...the reason for standing here now is for little charcoal. If there is no little charcoal...our existence at this moment is meaningless. For the two, as long as Looking at the healthy growth of the small gray charcoal, happy life. It is a kind of happiness, you know? Small gray charcoal is not useless, you are our most precious daughter."

Perhaps, this remark is a bit vague, because I don’t want to deceive the small gray charcoal, but I can’t reveal my identity, maybe there is a deceptive element.

However, Ye Chen and Honglian's feelings for the small gray charcoal are true, just a few days of getting along, this poor and strong girl has completely moved the souls of the two.

Even if it is always indifferent Ye Chen, when looking at the small gray charcoal, he can't help but give birth to some kind of emotion called father's love.

"Really...really?"

Looking up, small gray charcoal used that timid gaze to cast a weak, helpless and hot quest, as if it were a young bird who had just pecked off the eggshell and cracked the shell, barely opening its still wet Eyes, with a careful gaze of coquettish desire, looked at the big bird standing in front of his eyes, exuding a gentle and friendly atmosphere.

Perhaps this is true. In the past, she was feeling timid and afraid of the outside world, as if shutting herself in an eggshell and living alone in a dark enclosure. Now, it is the first time to peck the eggshell. , Trying to respond to the call of the two outside, trying to adapt to the light outside.

To be honest, because there is not much time left for the two, so for such an urgent time, to break the atrium of small gray charcoal by tough means, although it is a forced method, but in fact I have no bottom. Will it be counterproductive to do so, but it will hurt the little charcoal more and make her more closed?

Until now, at this moment, Ye Chen really put down the big stone in his heart. It seems that his own approach is not wrong. Although he cried the small gray charcoal twice in a short time, he was also distressed and full of blame. Rolling around the ground can be considered evil, but the result of doing so is as it is now. Small gray charcoal has taken the most critical step.

"Of course it is true. Besides, isn't the little charcoal helping my dad take care of these flowers now? Why is it useless, really a fool."

Ye Chen rubbed her little charcoal's head a little hard, picked her up in a circle, and after crossing this biggest difficulty, she is now in a good mood. She just feels that it is a piece of life in the future The steps are light and bright.

"Why, don't believe dad?" Ye Chen frowned when he saw Xiao Huitan's dull expression.

Small gray charcoal quickly shook his head desperately to twist his neck.

Really, even after unraveling this knot, it is still very scared. How did the former evil father and mother treat small charcoal? Maybe even the idea that small charcoal "will be sold if it's useless" is the blessing of those two bastards.

Ye Chen secretly cursed the former parents of Little Grey Charcoal. Although this may only be his own guess, there is one thing that can be absolutely certain from the usual behavior of Little Grey Charcoal. Those are the two people, and their attitude towards the little charcoal is absolutely terrible. Perhaps she just disdains and beats her as a burden.

"what--!"

Recalling, suddenly there was a cry of small gray charcoal in his ear, Ye Chen quickly looked at the small gray charcoal. She was dumbfounded to see that she was looking at Red Lotus.

Looking down at her, Ye Chen saw a crying and laughing scene.

Like Ye Chen, the red lotus was so happy because she untied the small gray charcoal knot. She wiped the wet corner of her eyes blindly with excitement and comfort, but the pot was in her hand. It was still overflowing, and the ground in half of the cave was wet.

It seems that even making absinthe porridge has become a delusion.

Little Charcoal jumped out of Ye Chen’s arms quickly, took the pot in Honglian’s hands, ran out, and dumped the excess water. Ye Chen followed him, standing beside Red Lotus, watching the little charcoal hurry Busy, smiles coincidentally.

"It's a useless mother."

Ye Chen bounced on the head of Honglian. Unexpectedly, the fool girl just smiled embarrassedly.

For a moment, Ye Chen was stunned by the gentle smile like the Virgin on the face of Red Lotus, and even began to wonder if this girl was brainwashed by something when she slept last night.

It’s hard to say!

Ye Chen looked at Honglian in shock.

Could it be said that in addition to the hobby of pretending to be mature in front of a person and having a black tongue in front of an acquaintance, this guy even has the qualifications of a good wife and a mother?

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