Chapter 249: The wonderful memories of His Royal Highness Prince 4

The direction of the ghost face is not complicated, just in the cave of a certain mountain in the south. Xie Pity also has confidence that the speed of ordinary people can't keep up with him now. He must be faster than Saburo.
Sure enough, after an hour, he killed the place, rushed into the mountains is a mad demolition, playing the mountain night, the cat ghosts crying, finally, found a hole in the mountain.
Although the monster is not small, three or four hundred 喽啰 give it a goal, but for the pity, it is no different from the three or four. He also worried about the strength of the enemy first, and did not act rashly, but patiently stayed near Dongfu for a while, listening to the chattering arrangements, only to know that the monster had passed too many days.
"...Yes, yeah, it’s easy for the mountain lord to escape from a stupid priest, scared to death, brought back with injuries, and once he went back, he abandoned the original Dongfu and fled here."
"It turned out! I said how suddenly I summoned the big guys. It turned out that the Taoist priests came to retaliate!"
"Don't be afraid, the Taoist priest was smashed by the mountain lord. Now even if you can wake up, you must be confused and unable to find the north."
"How can you not be afraid? The mountain lord is a well-known big demon who is hundreds of years old. It is said that the priest suddenly did not know where it came from. The two palms smacked it, if it was not the priest. The injury gave him a few holes in the air, but I was afraid that the mountain owner would not come back."
"Mom, where are the wild priests so powerful!"
When I heard this, thank you for feeling almost, and I walked out from the room and said hello gently: "Hello."
The little enchanting stunned and jumped up and said, "Who!"
"Where is the little white face?"
Thanks for the slightest smile, and there is no time to explain, just go to the hole to kill. He grabbed it as many as he could, and even if he had a dozens of feet, even if he had no mana, he was scared to scream: "What is this little white face? It’s a long way to go! It’s rude. !!!"
In this way, the wild grass was unimpeded and stepped into the hole. Xie was prepared to fight a famous big demon. Who knows that after entering, he saw an adult-shaped monster rolling on the ground. Holding your stomach, wow, wow.
Xie Li first thought that it was pretending to be a model. If you look at it again, it is not like a fake. It has a tall stomach and it seems to swallow something that is so good and powerful. So thank you for your pity: "What happened to you?"
The monster probably felt so confused that when he saw the pity, he shouted: "It’s just right! You! I don’t eat! I dare not eat! I don’t dare anymore! I swallowed me. Something is still for you! Can't digest it, can't digest it!"
Thanks for your pity: "You have mistaken people? You didn't swallow my things, what else did you give me?"
The monster was so painful that he couldn’t help answering his words. Thanks for the unclearness, I first painted Zhang Fu, and then it was put away and said. It is very amazing that when the character is photographed, the monster turns into a round tumbler, and the stomach is bigger than other tumblers, which is very funny. Cherished, funny and amazed, looked at the character that I painted, I wonder how it would become like this? Where did you draw the wrong one?
But this is not a big problem. This battle is extremely easy, thank you for the deep mountains, the sky is clear. He took the tumbler into his sleeve and rushed back to the city.
I finally did one thing for the Saburo. I am very happy with it. I have already begun to think about how to take the captured monster to Saburo. He secretly warned himself that if Saburo showed a surprised look, he would also hold on to it, and he would not be happy. After a night of rushing, my legs and legs were a little tired, so thank you for looking for a stall to sit and get a bowl of tea without money.
Drinking and drinking, I suddenly heard someone shouting at him behind him: "Thank you!"
Thanks for giving up the tea bowl.
Who is so daring and dare to dare to call his name on the street? You must know that even if you are a royal family, there are few such disrespectful people. Who is not a respectful and sincere devotion to call him His Royal Highness?
Looking back, the man was actually a civilian, carrying a big wooden box, striding and shouting: "Wait! Let's wait! You forgot to thank you! Bring him too!"
It turned out not to call him, but someone had the same name as him. Thanks for being more strange. Although he didn't care about avoiding what he was, he was surprised. Some people dared to take exactly the same name.
He knew it right away, and the person said "thank you" is not a person.
There was a man sitting near Xie Pity, holding the box and the man went to sit next to the man and took a wooden box and said: "I brought the pity. I remember the one who gave you the house today. Send it! Don't believe this evil, these two are not put together, but it is going to be bad!"
"That is that. I naturally know..."
Thanks for the pity, I couldn’t help myself. I said, "Excuse me..."
The two men turned to look at him. Thanks for the pity: "I’m taking a risk. Is it in this box?"
The man said: "I didn't say it? There is pity inside."
Thanks for the pity: "But... thank you, not your Royal Highness?"
The two seemed to be funny, saying: "No one said that he is not a prince, it is. You see!" He said, and opened the box.
The eyes of thank you are wide. The wooden box is actually a small god, and there is a gray statue in the shrine. It is a white Taoist who fights.
He does not know.
"..." Xie pity could not understand at all, said, "You mean, this statue is the Prince of Xianle, thank you?"
"if not?"
Others have also come together, and half of them are watching him like this: "You young man is really weird. It seems to be a long way. How can you not even know such a simple matter?"
Half of it is to look at this "Idol": "Wow! This rotten fairy carving is not bad! It is enough."
"Yeah, it’s frustrating, I think it’s a bad luck at first glance!"
"Good! The more ugly it looks, the better it will be when the person breaks him. It will take effect for up to eight days."
"..."
Thanks for the pity: "Trashing immortals? How did it become a broken fairy??"
Everyone said: "You are really weird! This is a tragic thing!"
"..."
Cheering is not a very easy person to get angry, but at the moment it is slightly annoying.
Anyone who heard someone ridiculing himself was a bad one, and he wouldn’t be too happy. He stood up and sighed: "Do you have any dissatisfaction with the Xianle royal family? Even if there is, you insult the prince. It is not very ceremonial."
Everyone looked at each other and laughed at him. "What do you say, which country's etiquette is in place? Xianleguo was destroyed more than 800 years ago!"
......
After an hour, Xie pity walked on the street, still a little embarrassed.
too terrifying. Everything I received was too terrible for him.
"How can Xianle Country be destroyed? My father and mother have clearly lived well? And how could it be that I am destroyed? I lost it? I destroyed the country? I was also beaten twice? I became a collection. Tattered?"
He asked himself over and over again, telling himself again and again: impossible. impossible. impossible!
He wants to convince himself: "These are not really at all, they must be behind the scenes."
However, all the faint things are wrong, those weird accents, quirky costumes and quirky buildings, as well as weird style and admiration, telling him that this is not a nightmare, it is not a fantasy. There are no demons and ghosts that can create such a real fantasy.
It’s been eight hundred years.
How has it been eight hundred years?
How did he become like this after eight hundred years?
The fairy country was gone; the father and the mother died; the wind and the love rose. He became a broken.
How could this be?
This will not be the case. It shouldn't be like this!
Thanks for the faster and faster, and finally ran up, as if there was boundless darkness behind him to swallow him. Suddenly, a red shadow flashed, and a long figure was in front of him. "Where is the leader, where have you been? I can ask for a while."
It is Saburo. He was still smiling, and he said that he would come over to take him, and when he saw him, he would fall into the cold and screamed, "Don't come over!!!"
Just drink it. Saburo has a shape and looks the same. He said, "What happened?"
Thanks to the fists and fists, cold and cold: "What the are you? What do you want to do?"
Saburo said: "I thought that we had talked about it yesterday and didn't care about these small problems."
Thanks for your pity: "You lied to me."
Silence for a moment, Saburo said: "Do you already know?"
Thanks to the pity: "I already know, it is already..." Eight hundred years later.
He wouldn't have been so late to notice that something was wrong, but this person has been deliberately staring at him and can't find him in the north. Otherwise, how could he find the truth after a day?
Saburo took a step toward him and said: "His Royal Highness."
Thanks again, I stepped back a few steps and said, "Don't come over!!! Come over and hit you!"
His voice and body are shaking. Thankfulness is terrible.
I am afraid that it is not a demon or a ghost, nor a man who is also a fairy and evil in front of him, but a whole strange world. In this world, he has no glory of pride, no faithful subordinates, no parents who love him, no country of his own, no believers in his love. No, no, nothing!
Saburo still took a step toward him and said: "Don't be afraid, Your Highness."
"..."
Hearing this sentence, thank you for your face changed.
He suddenly remembered that in the fragmentary fragment, the man who whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid, Your Highness."
Why didn't he find it?
Their tone and voice are exactly the same!
Thank you for your trepidation. "It’s you... it’s really you..."
When he thought that this person had deceived himself, he was still grateful to him, full of good feelings, and he called him "brother". He couldn’t stand the anger and surrendered, and he said, "You are a liar!"
This slapping, just hit the chest of Saburo, thank you for waiting for another shot, but found that he could not move.
It was his own body that blocked him!
Xie pity did not understand what was going on, but Saburo grabbed his hand. Thanks a bit, then a word: "Don't touch me! You liar, lie to me. I will never believe you again. You..."
Saburo calmly said: "His Royal Highness, believe me."
Thankful and angry: "I don't believe it!!! I!..."
However, like the stopped attack, the latter "unbelief" can not be shouted.
The concern and pain in this man’s eyes is absolutely true. Anyone who sees a person showing such a look to another person will no longer doubt his true heart.
As if to separate the pity and the strange world that made him fear, Saburo finally took him into his arms, his lips kissed him in his hair, softly said: "Don't be afraid, Your Highness. It has passed. Your Highness. You have already come over."
"..."
For a long time, the body of thankfulness finally softened.
Now, let go of your shame and think about it. In the fragmentary fragments of the dream, the man called his voice, always gentle and unbiased.
As for himself... Although there are indeed begging for mercy and weeping, he can hear it, and he is not half-willing. It’s just that he has been reluctant to face up, so he didn’t find it.
Xie pity finally knows why he couldn't help but trust him when he saw this man. I am afraid that after eight hundred years, his relationship with Saburo... is not simple.
He completely gave up resisting his body, letting himself follow his heart and bury his face in Saburo’s arms, screaming: "We..."
Saburo said: "Yeah."
Silence for a long time, thanked and muttered: "Why... I suddenly forgot all about the eight hundred years?"
Saburo said: "I am not good. The day before yesterday, you suddenly received a pledge in the middle of the night, and walked too hurriedly. I didn't help you to restore your mana, and I didn't have time to tell you that he would be swallowed up by the monster."
Thanks to the pity: "That is not that you are not good at all, I am not careful."
Saburo said: "His Royal High will never be bad."
Xie pity smiled awkwardly and lowered the floor: "That, Saburo, how can I... let Xianle destroy the country?"
He clearly cherishes his people so much, and he has the ambition to make Xianle more than a thousand years old.
Saburo held him tighter and calmly said: "It is not your fault."
Thanks and pity: "How can I fail so? How can I become like this?"
At the beginning, I didn’t want to do a big, earth-shattering and vigorous career. Even if there is not one in a million people who can really achieve what he wants, Xie Pity never doubts that he is one in a million.
Perhaps this is why Saburo did not let him discover that it is now eight hundred years old.
Saburo said: "You have not failed."
Xie pity shook his head and said: "But I have no believers."
Saburo said: "You have it."
Thanks to pity, I was sad, saying: "I am a broken fairy, it is a broken, no one is my follower, and no one treats me as a god. Who will respect a deceased god?"
This is not the same as his dream.
Saburo said: "Is not telling you? You have a believer."
Thanks for raising his face, Saburo smiled at him: "His Royal Highness, I said that you will soon see the flower city. Now, you see it."
"..."
Xie pity looked up and stared at his face, slightly confused: "Sanlang, you...when did you know me?"
Huacheng Road: "From very early on, when you have not yet soared."
Thanks for a slow glance.
Huacheng said again: "Your Highness, maybe you now, I feel that you have failed after 800 years. Maybe you will be disappointed and unacceptable, but please believe me, this is not the case."
His bright left eye stared at the pity, the lightness and the softness of the eyes.
He said: "You saved me. I have been watching you.

There are countless people in this world who are ‘successful’ than you, but none of them can save me like you, and there is no one that can do what you do –
"You don't know how much courage you gave me to make me the one today."
"In my heart, you will always be the only god."
Thanks: "And you will always be my most loyal believer."
When the voice just fell, he reacted, and this sentence was his subconscious consciousness, as if he had heard such a precious promise. Huacheng smiled, picked up his hand and kissed him on the back of his hand. He said, "Yes."
"..."
For a long time, thankfulness seems to have made up his mind to take out the monster's tumbler from the sleeve and said: "Is this monster swallowing my memory?"
Huacheng took the monster and said: "Sure enough, your Highness gave you his new nest."
Thanks for your nod and said: "To restore your memory, you have to start from it."
The tumbler grew up in the palm of the flower city, and flew out a few fireflies-like light spots in his mouth, flying around him. Huacheng Road: "Catch them, you can take back the memory of your eight hundred years."
Thank you for listening, and reaching out to them. However, when it was about to touch, it stopped the action.
Restoring these eight hundred years of memory, it seems as if we have to go through another hundred years, once again through everything, the pain of the swords, the shame of defeat, the powerless anger.
Although he knew that it was only a moment, the fingertips still shivered slightly.
Huacheng stood behind him, making him feel like he was leaning against a solid wall. He heard the voice of the flower city coming from the rear: "Don't be afraid, Your Highness."
Thanks for the slightest side, Huacheng grabbed his waist and said: "Trust me. No matter how long, I will always wait for you. You will meet me again."
Yes. Still will meet.
Then, thanks to the light points, they reached out.
A little bit of starburst fits into his fingertips, he feels very bright in front of him, as if something hot is approaching. Before the light came, thank you: "I am very happy and met you."
After this sentence, a little bit of light merged into his body and disappeared. Cheering slowly fell forward and was caught by the flower city.
For a while, thank you for your long wake. As soon as I opened my eyes, Huacheng whispered: "Brother?"
Xie pity slowly opened a faint smile, reached out and put on the face of Huacheng, saying: "...and meet you again."
Huacheng also smiled and said: "I said, believe me."
Thanks and pity: "Are we, are we waiting for another round of eight hundred years?"
Huacheng Road: "Don't you say that, no matter how long, I will wait for you. But..."
He pulled the pity. The two stood face to face, Huacheng clenched his hand and smiled: "I don't want to separate for a moment now."
The past cannot be changed.
Eight hundred years ago, the seventeen-year-old singer of the heavens did not know what he was waiting for in the future. God gave him two doors. Shenwu Road is a stunned glimpse. He is all open.
After that, he will be alone in the inability to go back to the sky, struggling to survive the long and arduous years. Pain, anger, disappointment, hatred, despair, madness. The heart is as gray as it is.
Then resurrected.
But those are already gone.
"Brother, welcome back."
"Ok……"
"Look, I said you will meet me too, I didn't lie to you."
Thanks for taking a look at Huacheng, saying: "Is it?"
Huacheng smiled and said: "Of course, why have I lied to my Highness? Brother, I..."
"..."
"..."
Xie pity put his hand into the arms of Huacheng, took out a piece of paper, and read: "'Take the care of Sanlang brother, pity does not think that the newspaper, willing to do a little bit of power, for the brothers to solve problems, temporarily leave. Sanlang brothers have to worry Go, go and go back.'"
Huacheng raised a brow and held his hand without a word. Thank you for reading, and he looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "Sanlang brother, good brother. You are so good."
Huacheng laughed and said: "I am not good, my brother is not clear already?"
The face of thankfulness is slightly red, vague: "...I don't know what you are talking about. In short, you are too much for these two days, reflect on it."
Huacheng solemnly said: "Brother, you can't do this. I have been treating each other for two days, and I have to endure hardships."
Thanks to pity: "Where do you treat each other with courtesy, you know... obviously..." It’s very fun to play with him. I thought that these two days became a seventeen-year-old idiot who was innocent, stupid, and spoiled. I played with Huacheng over and over again, thanking me now and remembering the process clearly. I can’t look at myself. A bang, hold your forehead. Huacheng is just as authentic: "Really. Even if you are embarrassed by your brother, it is a shameless and unscrupulous bastard. Saburo has no regrets."
"..."
"If your brother is not happy, you can still marry me. Saburo doesn't matter."
Thank you for your pity.
He sneaked away from his forehead, and the first side of the flower city, people had no shadow, said: "Brother? Don't run, okay, my fault, my brother!"
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