Li Tu smiled and said, "Whose child is this? Little girl, have you recognized the wrong person?"

The little girl in the floral skirt hugged Chu Wu tightly, like a stuffed doll hanging on Chu Wu's body.

"You didn't admit your mistake? Aren't you my father?" She said innocently:

"Dad, please don't leave me this time. I will be fine."

Hearing the little girl's rebellious words,

Li Tu was immediately stunned and his expression lost control.

Su Miaoli petrification.

Sister Xiaoyu was also directly petrified.

The old patriarch was so angry that his liver ached, "You kid, how can you do that? You always give up, I really want to beat you to death for this unworthy descendant!"

Li Tu argued that he couldn't clean himself up at all.

"You, don't listen to her nonsense. Where did I get my daughter? You see she is so cute, but she has a troublesome appearance at a young age. She looks nothing like me."

"I look like my mother," she said.

As if three knives were inserted into his chest, Chu Wu was messed up in the wind.

Su Miaoli's chest rose and fell, and it slowed down first. She asked with a smile:

"Little girl, what is your name? Where is your mother?"

"My name is Li Baobao." The little girl in the floral dress crossed her arms and tweeted angrily, "My mother is staying in the country and was abandoned. She hates her father."

Li Tu had a serious look on his face, "Little girl, don't talk nonsense, so let me ask you."

The little girl smiled sweetly, "Hey, Li Tu, you are so smart. It's been a long time."

"I really don't know her."

"You're not going to drive me away, are you? I'm only eight and a half years old." She stretched out eight round fingers with a serious face, "I will be eaten by the big bad wolf on the road."

Li Tu patted his head, feeling dizzy, and could only say something flattering.

"Okay, okay, just follow."

…

He saw a profound picture.

Why does the white-haired old man want to conquer the world?

Regardless of the oath made under the sun, the city of Yin will be destroyed.

This is to save people!

"Dad, is it you? Daddy..."

There was a clear and jade-like sound, like the jingling of a ring.

The gray little girl stood cutely on the ruins, her eyes confused.

Her silky black hair was shawl, and she looked so soft and frail, which made people feel very distressed.

The tall, white-haired old man suddenly burst into tears.

The old man thrust his swords into the ground, his expression showed neither sadness nor joy. He sat on the ground, casting a shallow shadow, like an ancient Buddha who passed away.

The little girl in gray clothes stands in the shadow of her father.

"My daughter, I want to protect you."

"But daddy has no ability. Even if he fights to the last drop of blood, he still can't hold your hand."

"Daddy is gone, you have to be well."

"Be good and obey me."

The white-haired old man said softly.

The old man's transparent tears were like threads, and his breath was gradually failing.

He was once a city-mad man with unparalleled strength. In his prime, he ate eight bowls at a meal. He could let his daughter ride on his neck and make her giggle.

Later, for the sake of his petite daughter, he let the mad angel swallow up his blood, lifespan and madness, and turned into a haggard old man.

The mad angel devoured all the blood in his body, leaving only a white skeleton.

There are too many powerless things in this world, which are inevitable and irreversible in the end.

At the end of the picture, all you can see is the withered bones in iron clothes.
Chapter completed!