The Journey of Emperor Chen
Chapter 15: The bitter memories of Yaoyao!
In front of the gates of your residence, the people who ran from there in a matter of seconds they all fell down, many people who fell with bodies full of swords that stuck all over his body.
The sight of the gates of Mu residence being filled with blood everywhere, Mu Xuanyin covered her mouth with her eyes that were shaking violently, she did not expect Xiao Chen to kill all of them for talking about her.
Xiao Chen now saw that everything had settled down, and simply stayed around the Mu residence. He raised his hand to the side very calmly flicking his finger.
Ctick!
His loud voice there, suddenly all around the Mu residence, all of them who were cooperating with Patriarch Yu, were now shouting loudly that echoed in Ye Long city, the sound of their screaming spoiled the ears of the population.
All of Patriarch Yu's troops were killed horribly, their bodies exploding like needle-pierced balloons, none of which Xiao Chen was afraid of because he did not care about their lives.
As long as they harassed, insulted, demeaned, threatened, or anything else against Xiao Chen. So they all deserved to die, and be punished in the underworld forever until the end of the world comes.
Xiao Chen walked slowly towards the little girl in front of him, because he wanted to talk to the little girl. Xiao Chen wanted to know the true events happened to the little girl, because he saw her parents die so horribly.
His father was killed by a black-robed man with dozens of stab wounds all over his body, the killer is very serial who toyed with people's bodies.
Just as Xiao Chen had tortured the robbers in before, it was an extremely tragic torture trick. While her mother, before being killed by that person, they enjoyed her body in front of her own husband.
Taking turns filling the inside, they then killed him with a stab in the abdomen using a sharp weapon. During their play, her mother was helpless against them all, with a blank look her body was already being played with by them.
As for the little girl, she hid in a safe place and did not come out from there until the morning, when she woke up from her sleep, she saw that both her parents had died very horribly.
A young child had already seen such a terrifying event, who could not help his curiosity. Now, the little girl is struggling to live her own way, starting to help wash dishes to get a plate of rice and water.
He could only see the other children who were happy to be with their parents, every night he always cried alone in the cold of the night in Ye Long city. Little girl who is only 8 years old, how could live in such a big city if she did not have a family next to her.
His residence has been seized by others, even though it is a place that has been purchased by his parents, he was small then thrown by them to get out of there. Every night, the little girl would sleep by the side of the road with a piece of paper to avoid the cold of the night.
His clothes were torn because he did not have the money to buy a dress, he could only cry at night, and in the morning had to work to eat a mouthful of rice.
His struggle for life deserves to be loved by a family warmth, then Xiao Chen who saw everything in the memory of the little girl, he felt a little sorry for her.
If Xiao Chen knew that he had a wife whom they had just married, and was likely to have a child, Xiao Chen would have crossed the millions of universes to get to where his wife was.
Upon Xiao Chen's arrival in front of him, he slowly lowered his hand over his head gently stroking the little girl's head, Xiao Chen then said, "Why are you crying? Uncle won't eat you.."
Hearing Xiao Chen's words, the little girl was still trembling looking at Xiao Chen who was in front of her. Xiao Chen who understood his current state, squatted in front of him, and slowly lifted him up to carry.
After the little girl was in Xiao Chen's arms, the little girl did not give any resistance to Xiao Chen's sling. There, Xiao Chen used his Creator ability to create clothes that fit his body.
After creating quite a lot, he then paired the clothes to the little girl in front of him, he also cleaned his body with the ability he had.
At the moment when the clothes she was wearing turned beautiful, and were very nice, she saw Xiao Chen who was carrying her, the little girl cried and hugged Xiao Chen very tightly.
"Hiks.hiks.. Ya-yaoyao kira. hiks need time to earn money.to buy new clothes.hiks.."
His name was Yaoyao, where it was the name given by his family, he did not have a surname, as both of his families were ordinary residents of Ye Long city.
Yaoyao was taken when she was newborn, because her cute face with a round face like a bakpao, made everything so perfect. Although from among ordinary people, they lived happily, until that day happened to snatch away the happiness of the poor girl before Xiao Chen.
Yaoyao cried loudly, her happy tears had beautiful new clothes, because every time she got 1 piece of bronze, she said, the money was taken by people who had no heart and no feelings for this little girl.
Every night hungry, then the next morning working to get food. Xiao Chen who saw all the bitter memories that Yaoyao had experienced all this time, he increasingly wanted to spend this one city to resolve Yaoyao's grief.
Now that Xiao Chen was beside her seeing Yaoyao cry over getting new clothes, even though only briefly he was very happy to be wearing. Slowly Xiao Chen stroked his head gently, he who could not cry, as each of his tears contained the destruction of Infinity throughout the Dimension that existed.
Even though he could not cry, he understood Yaoyao's feelings. Thinking that she was alone here, she wanted to raise Yaoyao as her foster child, where she would become a princess who would be honored by an immeasurable amount of Gods.
"Have, don't cry anymore, now that you're with uncle, you can call uncle Dad from now on.."
With a soft voice, Xiao Chen told Yaoyao to call herself Father, since Xiao Chen did not know why, she got something she had forgotten from inside her.
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