Chapter 157: I want Uncle Nine Emperors to no longer have to wear a mask in the future

"scared you?"

You may have guessed this result a long time ago.

Although Mu Heng felt a little disappointed, it was not difficult to accept it.

He raised his hand to put the mask on again.

But the next moment, a soft little hand suddenly covered his face.

Mu Heng was startled, his eyes trembling slightly.

"Uncle Nine Emperors, how did you do this?"

Nuobao's soft little hands gently stroked the pitted, ugly and twisted scars on his face.

"Does it hurt a lot?"

There was no fear or a trace of disgust in the little guy's bright black grape eyes.

There is only deep distress.

Feeling sorry for him?

Mu Heng's heart suddenly trembled.

"It doesn't hurt, it has stopped hurting a long time ago." Mu Heng slowly shook his head and said warmly.

"Aren't you afraid?" He raised his eyebrows in surprise and looked at Nuobao in surprise.

Mu Heng knew that the scars on his face were terrifying. Even adults, let alone children, did not dare to look directly at them.

"Don't be afraid!"

I have seen all the real evil ghosts, Nuo Bao, and some of them are so beautiful that it is difficult to describe them in words.

Where did Uncle Nine Emperors go now...

Nuobao was just a little distressed.

No wonder Uncle Nine Emperors always wears a mask.

It turned out to be because of this.

From the intact other half of his face, it is not difficult to see that if Mu Heng's half of his face was not injured, he must be a very handsome man.

Not inferior to the tyrant father at all.

That's why Nuobao felt very sorry.

"You are quite courageous. When the Eighth Prince was the same age as you, he was once frightened to tears by my true appearance."

When mentioning these things, Mu Heng's tone was in an understatement, as if he didn't care at all.

Mu Heng's eyes were complicated.

There are very few children like Nuobao, whose first reaction when seeing his true appearance is not fear, but pity for him.

I am used to those looks of horror, fear, disgust and disgust.

The little guy's eyes were bright and sincere, and his face was filled with distress.

Mu Heng didn't know how to react for a moment.

My heart felt like it was hit hard by something, and my mind was shaken.

Although Nuo Bao was not afraid, Mu Heng quickly put on the mask.

To prevent the little one from having nightmares at night if he stares at it for too long.

"Uncle Nine Emperors, were you injured on the battlefield?"

"No." Mu Heng's eyes gradually darkened.

"It was when I was a child..."

Nuobao blinked his big eyes and listened to Mu Heng talking about the past events of his childhood.

Mu Heng's biological mother was of low birth. After being framed, she lost favor and was despised by the late emperor. She eventually hanged herself in the palace.

Only the young Mu Heng was left, who was often bullied in the palace.

It can be said that he was in the same boat as Mu Han at that time.

When he was five years old, someone deliberately set fire to his palace.

Wanted to burn him alive inside.

"At that time, I really thought that I would die that night."

That night, the Leng Palace was in flames and he was hit by a broken wooden pillar.

As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of ​​blazing fire.

Just as he closed his eyes, desperate and unwilling to wait for death.

It was Mu Han who rushed into the fire and rescued him regardless of everything.

"From that moment on, my life belongs to the Emperor."

If the imperial brother needs him, then he will go to conquer the world, open up territories for him, guard the borders, and protect Canglan's territory.

Nuobao didn't expect that there was such a past between his father and Uncle Nine Emperors.

No wonder, the tyrant never shows mercy to his other brothers, but he is as close as a brother to the King of War.

The little guy thought silently in his heart.

We must find a way to cure Uncle Nine Emperor's face.

In this way, Uncle Nine Emperors no longer has to wear a mask.

Nuobao firmly believed in this idea.

After Mu Heng left, the little guy thought and his consciousness entered the spiritual ring space.

There were many pills in the space, but she didn't believe that none of them could cure Uncle Nine Emperor's face.