The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Different from the garbage dandy in Jiang qianxia's imagination, brother Hu is a little thin and silent child. A trace of destructive indifference occasionally flashed between his eyebrows and eyes very similar to he Lu.

Because he Lu was afraid of being noticed in the dark, Hugo and Jiang qianxia met for less than a Jixiang.

Sitting face to face, Jiang qianxia really can't imagine that the fragile, desperate and numb children in front of him are the tyrannical, incompetent and arrogant Prince widely rumored in various countries.

His clear words and arrangements made Jiang qianxia want to rush to Helu now and loudly ridicule him for reading his own son wrong.

"The flame of the Big Bang will ignite a fire covering the whole camp. No one can escape from the fire. If you really have the ability to escape as you said, go deeper."

Yes, the fire that covered the whole King's tent caused by the explosion is brother Hu's plan to revenge his father. This plan can not only burn the unprepared Helu, but also bury thousands of people in the whole King's tent.

Is it worthy of being a father and son? Hugo didn't waver in the slightest when he personally buried so many innocent people, as if he were just a puppet.

"Although he Lu didn't teach you anything, he provided you with rich clothes and food. It seems that he didn't treat you badly in life. Why on earth do you have so much hatred against him that you don't even hesitate to kill yourself?"

I know I shouldn't mind my own business, but Jiang qianxia still has some worried questions.

Staring at Jiang qianxia indifferently, brother Hu slowly moved away.

"You're boring, as boring as the woman Mu Xi." After a pause, brother Hu said faintly, "you don't understand. My father is like a God in my eyes. He is the God of heaven. Although the God servants of the God cult call me the son of God, I know I don't deserve to stand with my father. I am his stain, the stain of my life."

"I want to be close to my father too much. I have dreamed of being closer to my father since I was young. In order to get his love, I don't hesitate to kill my cheap biological mother myself. When I hold my biological mother's head to see my father, I hope my father knows that I washed my lowliness with my own hands. I hope he can praise me, my father just looked at me with disgust and ordered someone to bury my mother."

"That disgusting look was the most serious one my father looked at me. I was a little lost, but I was very happy."

"I began to torture others more and more wantonly and tyrannically, hoping my father would take a good look at me again, but I was wrong. My father let me go, let me become the object of everyone's disgust, let me live, but never saw me again."

"I suddenly understand that I want my father to keep me in mind, firmly remember me in his heart, and let me become an integral part of him. I can only let him die in my hands."

"The day the God who killed his father fell to the ground, I think I have to see with my own eyes the mole ants that caused him to fall to the altar?"

When Hugo said these words, he was not with resentment, but like describing his favorite person, his smile was warm and full of naive longing, which made Jiang qianxia shudder.

Thinking of whether the girl who has been "stocked" by herself for a long time will also become abnormal in her heart, Jiang qianxia trembled with fear and made up her mind to be a good wife and mother when she went back this time, and to take her daughter as a follower when she went out in the future!

Brother Hu left and told Jiang qianxia to ensure that he Lu must be within the scope of Wang Zhang on the day of the incident.

Jiang qianxia is a little tangled. The headless bone benefit of dragons is not in the interests of Daqian, but the bone benefit led by he Lu seems to be even more in the interests of Daqian

"Tut, he Lu, a fool, pretends to be a schemer. He doesn't know that his son is about to raise more than half of his power in the Tianshen sect! It's the people of the Tianshen sect who bury the explosives, and it's the people of the Tianshen sect who sprinkle the oil. Only the real king's account soldier is the most innocent. If he has to be counted for two waves, he can't survive. He's really a father and son who commit sins."

At this stage, Jiang qianxia is no longer able to control the situation by herself. Her role now is minimal. She is a bait for all forces to bite the hook and scuffle. No one cares what the bait itself thinks.

For the first time, there was no one else to help. The only thing that can ensure Jiang qianxia, who hovered alone in the vortex, is that his life on the edge of the cliff can be saved to the end.

Watching Mu Xi show off his style, watching the whole King's tight outside the tent and loose inside, eagerly preparing for the grand event of the two grassland kings, watching brother Hu turn into the dandy who eats, drinks and kills again, watching he Lu haunt and constantly arrange his own death trap.

Jiang qianxia is a spectator and a witness standing at the moment of great changes in history. She can't change anything. The torrent of history rolls forward. A pair of deformed father and son, a sad woman who has no interest and just wants to help brother Hu destroy everything, and two arrogant grassland kings who don't know that they are dying. A group of grassland kings are destined not to leave a word in history, But to the king's elite soldiers buried with history.

In a trance, she was brought into the king's tent. Two grassland men with felt hats laughed at her. They looked at each other while laughing. The little conspiracy in their hearts was written directly on their faces.

Numbly, he recited the benefits promised by the Daqian meeting. The two grassland kings were ambitious, drank heavily, and laughed loudly.

The beautiful dancers poured into the tent, and the music and laughter mixed together. Mu Xi finally looked at her and didn't follow her out of the king's tent according to the original plan, leaving only a smile that was beautiful to the bone and desperate to the bone. He waded between the two grassland kings with wine and stretched his body with a wild smile.

Muddled out of the king's tent, as soon as the curtain was put down, the laughter and laughter there seemed to be isolated in another world.

"What's the matter? Why didn't Mu Xi come out with you?"

Jiang qianxia, who was in a trance, was suddenly pulled to a corner and looked at he Lu disguised as the king's account guard. She was suddenly angry.

"You forget that you are a king. The real king should not take risks to do what the dead do!"

He Lu was stunned by the roar and looked at the king's tent fiercely. He seemed to hear the sound of the lead being lit. The fine sound of "stabbing stabbing" was covered up in the sound of dance music.

"Boom -"

The snow-white King's tent was blasted into the sky, like a white camellia torn to pieces by invisible hands.

Lines of fire gushed out from the ground and spread at an amazing speed. The cold winter suddenly became a little hot. The snow on the ground was burned into water. The fire floated on the wet ground and spread with the water. The smell of barbecue was disgusting in the air.

He Lu was stunned and looked around blankly. He looked at the king's account of the frying pan and at the countless elite soldiers who had been infected with fire, screamed, ran and fell into the sea of fire.

His face was pale, but he didn't get angry as Jiang qianxia expected. He just sat down on the ground and smiled at her regretfully.

"Brother Hu did it."

Jiang qianxia nodded, holding a breath in his heart, and wanted to see for brother Hu how his godly father would face his tragic defeat in the hands of his most despised son.

"Oh, I underestimated him. Sure enough, even if his body is flowing with cheap blood, he is as unwilling to be ordinary and yield as I am."

Shaking his head and smiling, he Lu lay on the ground, his head resting on his arms and his feet leisurely crossing his legs, like hearing what harmless pranks his children had done.

"You know, my favorite thing when I was a child was to wade on the grass and look at the endless sky. You're right. I'm not a qualified king. I can't miss the most important step. I came and I lost."

"Tut, I killed my father and was killed by my own son, ha ha!"

The fire gradually spread. Jiang qianxia hesitated. She should leave, but she wanted to send Helu on the last trip.

"It's a pity. If I knew I was going to die, I should have gone to you first, so I can go to the underworld and continue to fight and kill!"

Jokingly Chongjiang qianxia blinked, and he Lu slowly closed his eyes.

"Let's go. Before I repent and want to take you to die with me, let's go and hide well. When the smell of the corpse disappears and you come out again, the world will be clean..."