Chapter 1145 My Gentle Tyrant (27)

Fu Yue could not have imagined that the little emperor had fallen to this point.

He even gave up his own country for a little food.

Fu Yue felt a little sad.

"How did you become like this? Where are your ambitions? Where are your ambitions as an emperor?"

Ji Xiaorong looked at her twice with a very indescribable look.

He lowered his voice: "I don't even know what ambitions I have had...killing people?"

Fu Yue was silent for a while.

"Forget it, you'd better eat something more." As she said that, she picked up a chopstick of meat and stuffed it into the little emperor's mouth.

It would be better for him to shut up.

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Coming out of the hotpot restaurant.

Fu Yue held the child's hand and walked forward aimlessly.

Fu Yue originally wanted to take a taxi home, but the little emperor insisted that he wanted to go out for a walk. He plausibly said that he had never seen the world a thousand years later. What happened if he wanted to see the world for a long time?

As a result, when passing by the square.

I saw a large group of people gathered around and didn't know what they were looking at.

Fu Yue and Ji Xiaorong also ran over to join in the fun.

Pull away the crowd.

As far as the eye could see, there was a person standing over there.

He was a swordsman in black, tall and tall, with a black scimitar at his waist. His hair was tied into a ponytail and hung high on the back of his head. He looked at the crowd with a cold face, and his whole body exuded coldness. Yi, the look in his eyes is not good.

The swordsman in black has an extremely outstanding appearance, and with this outfit, he has a 100% chance of turning heads.

But this man stood there upright, like a sculpture.

Many people nearby stopped and took pictures of the swordsman in black with their mobile phones.

"Oh my god, is this little brother in the cosplay industry? Who is this cosplayer? He's so handsome. Look at the quality of his wig. It looks like the real thing. The clothes also look of good quality. I don't know. Which family..."

"He's really handsome! He really looks like an ancient killer. Hey, look at his cold look, is he about to draw his sword in the next second? Hahaha?"

"Hey, sister, do you want me to go up and ask this little brother for WeChat? I think I look pretty good hehehehe."

"Wake up, don't be impulsive, this kind of beauty in the world should be left to all of us!"

After Fu Yue saw the man's face clearly: "!!"

Oh oh oh grass?

Isn't this the assassin that day? He also wore it?

The little emperor obviously recognized the swordsman in black. He narrowed his beautiful eyes, and there was evil flashing in his eyes.

Yu Li didn't know how he ended up in an extremely unfamiliar place in the blink of an eye.

Bizarre and weird.

The people here were also wearing strange clothes, and they all gathered around him and looked at him like a monkey. This made Yu Li want to draw his sword.

But he could feel that these people had no ill intentions toward him, just pure curiosity.

Only then could Yu Li suppress the overwhelming power in his heart.

He raised his eyes, glanced around briefly, and then locked on Fu Yue in the crowd.

Yu Li narrowed his eyes.

As the number one killer of the Star Reaching Pavilion, his memory is photographic and his acuity is second to none.

That woman?

Yu Li walked towards Fu Yue's direction.

Several little girls in that direction became excited instantly.

"Ah ah ah, has he seen me? How is my makeup today? Has he taken the initiative to strike up a conversation with me?"

"Wake up, look behind you."

After being reminded by her companion, the girl saw Fu Yue standing not far behind her.

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