Heavenly Lord With An Unreliable System

At the little emperor's side, there was the last dead man who was loyal to the little emperor.

Gu Qingkuang and the little emperor are very close.

It's like, when they first met, they stood like this.

Time seems to penetrate the thick dust, overlapping together again.

When Gu Qingkuang stood still, just a step away from the little emperor, the little emperor suddenly moved his face, and his eyes suddenly became fierce.

The little hand drew out the long sword of the dead man beside him. The body of the sword reflected the cold light of Lingling, and thrust forward cleanly.

Poof -

Gu Qingkuang's action stopped. He lowered his head and looked at the sword handle penetrating his abdomen.

The bright red blood drops slowly down the sword to the ground.

The little emperor's hand holding the long sword trembled slightly. He bit his teeth and sent some points forward.

The action was fierce and quick, and no one could react.

He listens to Bai to run to come over quickly, he looks at Gu Qingkuang suddenly pale face, flustered ground cries: "quick! Taiyi, go to Taiyi! "

Gu Qingkuang seems to have finally reacted. He looks up at the little emperor, and many emotions rise and fall in his eyes, which eventually turns into a desolation.

The little emperor threw down his sword in a panic, and his eyes fell on his hands stained with blood.

He quickly rubbed his clothes, but the more he rubbed, the more red he was. He couldn't wipe them off.

The little emperor stood up straight, but his voice trembled slightly: "I am the emperor, one day the emperor, all my life the emperor!"

"Disorderly officials and thieves, you are all disorderly officials and thieves!" The little emperor pulled out the sword and threw it aside. His tender appearance became slightly distorted. "All the officials and thieves should die!"

Seeing Shangguan Jinzhi coming, the little emperor seemed to have lost all his courage. He shook his head and couldn't say anything: "Taifu, Taifu, don't kill me!"

"It's not my fault. It's all Gu Qingkuang's fault. It's him who told me to suppress Wen Chen's pulse, and then separated me from Taifu. It's all his fault, Taifu, teacher No, don't kill me

"Also, there are --"

the little emperor seemed to suddenly think of something, and said to the superior: "he killed all the previous imperial brothers!"

"I just want to avenge my brothers, so I've been fighting with the thief."

The little emperor looked at Gu Qingkuang's pale face, and his eyes were full of contempt and resentment: "a treacherous minister with dirty body and mind like this should be cut to pieces."

The blood soaked the whole dress, and the original red turned into a gloomy dark color. The pain spread from the wound to the limbs and trunk.

It hurts like that night.

Gu Qingkuang closed his eyes slightly.

He had known for a long time that in this world, how could anyone admire him.

He was alone in the dark, but he was delusional of salvation.

His body trembled slightly, and blood flowed from the wound. Gu Qingkuang looked weak as if he would fall down in the next second.

He listens to white nervously to shout: "elder brother!"

This voice let Gu Qingkuang some back to God, he covered the wound, don't know where the strength, stretched out his hand to the little emperor.

The dead men around the little emperor have just been controlled.

The little emperor himself was caught by two royal guards.

Gu Qingkuang easily touched the top of his head, with soft hair under his fingers.

He said in a low voice, "what I teach you, you learn very well."