There are mysterious things in the bronze tomb, and the old monster travels through time and space. The encounter a thousand years ago changed the pace of history...
"Little thing, since you were picked up by me and your personality matches mine, you will be under my control, do you understand?"
"You brat, why don't you listen when I call you?... Oh... By the way, you don't have a name yet, right? Then just call me Ying. If you call me, you will answer! I told you to ignore me!"
"Do you know what 'you are under my control' means? It means hitting, I can only hit you; scolding, I can only scold you. If others bully you, then bully you back with the same methods I taught you, a hundred times a thousand times, until you know that no one else dares to bully you!"
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"Perhaps, it was a mistake from the moment we met..." The old monster was tied to the chaise longue, unable to move. He could only look sad and move people with his emotions. The pale face adds vulnerability, and the long black hair dances in the wind, with a touch of sadness flowing from each hair tip.
"This cannot be the reason why you abandoned me and ran away several times." The big boss who grew up many years later looked at the old monster with cold eyes, looking unmoved.
"Shit! Who told you to suddenly press me up every time! Can I not run away?!!!" The old monster went berserk in an instant, broke the rope, knocked out the BOSS, and continued to... Run away... =, =|||