The group pet villain is three years old

Chapter 225 Nightmare
Seeing the person coming and nodding, Ling Xin greeted politely, "Master Priest."

"Ah."

The person who came was the high priest, the master of Nanmo City, Chu Xing.

Chu Xing smiled back at Ling Xin, and Ling Xin said to Nanmo City, "Your Majesty, this subordinate will retire."

"Go."

Receiving Nan Mocheng's nod, Ling Xin disappeared in a gust of wind.

Nan Mocheng looked at the old man opposite, with a calm face, but a very complicated mood.

The reason why he was in a hurry to leave was because he was worried about meeting Chu Xing.

Also living in the capital, in the palace, they haven't seen each other for two or three years.

"master."

Those two simple words were uttered in a hoarse voice, as if half of them were stuck in his throat.

"Well, Cheng'er is here too." Chu Xing was very natural, and seemed unaware of Nanmo City's stiffness.

"I have something to do with Miaomiao, master, how is the younger brother?"

Chu Xing shook his head, "It's still the same, my heart is as dead as gray, and I can't be interested in anything. As a teacher, I will first look at Jue Ming, and then go to the depths of the dense forest to see that the nine-star flower is about to bloom. With the nine-star flower, we can Restore his eight extraordinary meridians."

"Then... Master, please." Nan Mocheng turned sideways to get out of the way.

After leaving the dense forest for so many years, he still doesn't know how to get along with Chu Xing.

Chu Xing also understood his temperament, these years, he tried not to appear in front of him as much as possible.

After crossing Nanmo City, Chu Xing headed for the dense forest.

Nanmocheng stood there for a long time before walking towards the exit.

Originally planned to go to Qingliuye and Qianlishang in the afternoon, but because of meeting Chu Xing, Nanmocheng was in no mood.

Back at Yuanzheng Hall, Nan Wanyan was still awake.

Nan Mocheng looked at it quietly for a while, then went to the gazebo in the back garden, lay down on the beauty's couch and fell asleep.

The fragrance of lotus floats across the tip of the nose, the subtle sound of running water rings in the ear, and the sun above the head shines on the body, warm and comfortable.

Gradually, Nanmo City fell asleep.

In the dream, it seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that it just happened yesterday.

On that deep winter night, the rare moon and stars were rare.

After being raped by the eunuch, he was depressed and ran to the edge of the moat.

The icy cool wind blows on his face, piercing through his thin obscene clothes, the biting cold.

A sack floated down from the upstream. The sack was moving, and it looked like it was filled with people.

He is an ignorant young man, and he still doesn't understand the darkness of the deep palace.

Eager to save people, he dragged the sack ashore.

When he opened it, he found that it was the prince who bullied him the most on weekdays, and he was also the eighth prince born by the empress.

His status is much more noble than that of a prince whose mother and concubine came from merchants.

He was so frightened that he couldn't say a word.

The Eighth Prince is dead, the wriggling in the sack is a school of fish that got in.

Confused and overwhelmed, in a panic, he could only tie up the sack and throw it into the river again.

At that moment, a guard who fell from the sky jumped down and picked up the sack again.

When he turned his head again, he saw the face of his father, who was so terrified in his bones, so gloomy that ink dripped out.

Obviously the Eighth Prince died a long time ago, and anyone with a discerning eye can tell that he didn't kill him.

The father just insisted that he did it, and let him take the blame just to give an explanation to the powerful queen's family at that time.

That night, Nanmocheng watched with his own eyes that his mother and concubine were beaten to death with sticks.

The charge is that he has no way to teach his son, indulges his son in committing murder, and mutilates his siblings.

He watched his mother and concubine die under random sticks, and her body was thrown into a mass grave outside the city.

(End of this chapter)