The Savior is just a 3-Year-Old - Chapter 963

Chapter 963: Evil Gods Have to Sing a Lullaby (1)

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“Your Majesty, Miss Lulu has already left the palace. Judging by the time, I’m afraid we’ve already arrived at the Jiang family’s residence.”

Eunuch Lu reported in a low voice.

Eunuch Lu secretly looked up at the Emperor standing by the window and felt that the Emperor’s aura was particularly terrifying.

Her gaze fell on him and the surrounding palace servants. There was no warmth in her eyes.

It was like…

Looking at the dead.

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After a long time, the young emperor turned around.

Eunuch Lu rubbed his eyes. He felt that his vision was blurry. Otherwise, why would he see the few fingerprints on His Majesty’s face?

“She went to the storeroom today?”

“Yes.” Eunuch Lu replied.

“Miss Lulu has always had the key to her private treasury. This servant did not dare to stop her.” Eunuch Lu lowered his eyes.

“Miss Lulu is going for the old things of the First Emperor. He seemed to be in a good mood before he went, but he lost control when he came out.” Eunuch Lu could vaguely hear crying, but he did not know why.

The Evil God waved his hand and asked Eunuch Lu to leave.

Sitting on the dragon throne, the young emperor gently rubbed his fingertips.

Her tears were so hot and scalding.

“I’m not going, I’m not going. You can go just like that. I’m not as easy to talk to as an incarnation!” The Evil God’s face darkened as he recalled Jiang Huailu’s expectant words,’I’ll wait for you at the Jiang family.’

The Heretic God clenched his fist in anger and smashed the table.

The Heretic God sat quietly on the dragon throne. His subordinates were waiting for his summons. His subordinates risked being killed by the Heavenly Dao to probe his existence.

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His grand ambition, he existed with the God of Creation, he had the same root as the world!

He …

If he didn’t go, that wretched girl wouldn’t cry behind his back, right? At that time, he would have to cry until his eyes were swollen, and he would have to be coaxed by this venerable self again?

The Heretic God stood up and rubbed his forehead.

If he really went to Jiang Huailu’s place today, it would probably be a long time before he could summon his subordinates again.

But …

He thought of that wretched girl who was looking at him with tears streaming down her face.

The Evil God said,[How f * cking unlucky!]

“This is the last time. There won’t be a next time! I want to see what you want to do! I’m not as easy to fool as my incarnation!” I’ll go take a look and see what methods she has to charm my incarnation.

He instructed the palace servants not to enter without other orders.

The Heretic God’s body moved and disappeared from the royal study.

At this moment, Lulu had already finished washing up and was sitting at the head of the bed with her arms around her knees.

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Her hair, which was still wet, hung loosely on her shoulders, and the room was filled with a fragrant smell.

When the Evil God appeared, he saw such a peaceful scene.

Looking at the young girl hugging her knees, her eyes were filled with a brilliant light when she saw him. It was as if spiritual energy had been injected into it all of a sudden. The Evil God’s lips had unknowingly curled into a faint smile.

“Jiang Jiang, you’re here…Lulu thought you weren’t coming.” Lulu didn’t know what was going on either. She just wanted to see him today to feel at ease. She could only sleep peacefully by his side.

” Jiangjiang, can you still sing me lullabies like when we were young? ” Lulu saw him coming over and went forward to hold his hand.

The Heretic God struggled but couldn’t break free.

His nose was filled with her fragrance.

Under the candlelight, every frown and smile was her appearance.

The evil god had never sung a lullaby to anyone. He was high and mighty, and he could not even tolerate the people of the world in his eyes.

However, under her pleading and coquettish gaze, he quietly sat down on the bed.

He held a towel and wiped her hair with one hand while singing a lame lullaby.

Lulu, who clearly wasn’t sleepy at all, closed her eyes gently when she heard his voice.

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