MTL - The Lord’s Empire

The rain fell, a woman who was twenty-eight years old and beautiful, with a young boy who was five or six years old, squatting in front of the iron gate of a luxury villa.

The woman named Zhao Meiling, from a remote mountain village, was admitted to the university with her dreams and hopes six years ago, but she did not expect to meet a man who changed her. This man is the famous flower and flower in Beitang... ...Li Zhe!

At the time!

Zhao Meiling and Li Zhe were in a school, an accident, she was spotted by Li Zhe, and then Li Zhe’s crazy pursuit of Zhao Meiling was almost a trick, no choice.

And Zhao Meiling is just a simple and simple girl who just came to the city. It will be the opponent of such a love master. It is not only the body, but also the heart is completely handed over to him, but then Li Zhe tired of her, I just abandoned her.

Later, Zhao Meiling knew that she was pregnant. She wanted to give birth to her child. For this reason, she did not hesitate to fall out with her family.

After the child was born, Zhao Meiling wanted to raise him as an adult. However, after five years, because the body was too tired and replaced with a terminal illness, it was already a few years to live. She finally decided to send the child to her. Li Jia, wants to let the child feel the father's love, have a better life, then she can rest assured after death.

But this was rejected by Li’s indifference. He did not admit that the child was their Li family. Zhao Meiling could only squat in front of the iron gate with her children and pleaded with enthusiasm.

At this time, the iron gate slowly opened, and several people walked out with the umbrella. The headed man and the little boy were a bit like each other. He was the father of the little boy, Li Zhe.

"Give! Smelly woman, this money is enough for you to live a good life." Li Zhe frowned and reached for a check by Zhao Meiling.

Zhao Meiling shook her head and looked up at Li Zhe, saying, "Zhe! You must leave a nephew, he is your son!"

"this is not OK!"

Li Zhe refused and then said coldly, "Do you want this money?"

Wen Yan, Zhao Meiling has tears in the pear flower, shaking her head.

Seeing this, Li Zhe snorted, and the check in his hand was thrown at Zhao Meiling, and then he was about to turn and leave.

Zhao Meiling on the ground, hugged Li Zhe's thigh, and pleaded with enthusiasm, "Zhe! Your son is really your son, you must leave him, my body is fast...".

"Snapped!"

Zhao Meiling hasn't finished yet, Li Zhe's heavy slap hit her face, "Let's go! You stinky woman."

The little boy next to see the mother being beaten, and quickly ran over to hold Li Zhe's thigh, shouting childishly, "Dad! Don't beat mom."

In fact, the little boy started from birth and didn't know who his father was, and the mother never said it again. Until this time, Zhao Meiling took out Li Zhe's photo and showed it to the little boy. The little boy knew that he had a father. I am happy to jump up.

But now, he doesn't understand why Dad doesn't want a mother and wants to beat her mother.

Li Zhe looked at the little boy holding his thigh. He looked disgusted and kicked the little boy out. "Who is your father, dead ~ wild ~ kind!"

The little boy was kicked out by a kick, fell to the ground, curled up and curled up in a painful face. This pain far exceeded the burden of a five-year-old boy, and could not help but tear the tears from the big ones. The eyes flowed out.

Zhao Meiling was also shocked. She quickly released Li Zhe and ran to pick up the little boy. She asked with nervous concern. "Are you okay?"

The little boy looked at his mother's worried look, pouting, holding back his tears and shaking his head.

Li Zhe didn't look at the mother and son, and walked into the iron gate. Someone with a hair like a housekeeper next to the hair picked up the check and handed it to Zhao Meiling. He sympathized and advised, "You still Take it!"

Zhao Meiling shook her head and held the little boy, slowly disappearing into the rain.

The housekeeper looked at the mother and son's back and sighed deeply. He turned and walked into the house, slowly closing the iron door.

Four years later!

Before Zhao Meiling’s death, she called the little boy who was already nine years old and grew up to the bed, gently licking his head, and said that he was weak and smiled. "You can read it well in the future. Good work, don't hate Li, don't resent your father, promise me?".

The little boy resisted tears and nodded seriously.

Watching the little boy seriously nodded and promised, Zhao Meiling hung a quiet smile on her face, and slowly closed her eyes forever.

......

Twelve years later!

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, a bright moon in the sky hangs high, and the bright moon shines on the earth, making the surroundings not dark.

A handsome young man, dragging some tired body, walked home toward the home. This young man was the former little boy. Now he has changed his family name, followed by his mother’s surname Zhao, named Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei is 21 years old. A sophomore at Nanshi University is now working while she is going to school. She rented a house outside for convenience. She does not live in school.

Under the moonlight, although Zhao Wei is a little tired, but the look is always cold, because now living is only to seriously complete the mother's last wish ~ www. ~ good study, good after a good job, and his heart has been After the mother died, she was completely frozen, and there was no sense of existence in this world.

"Boom!"

Suddenly there was a deafening noise in the sky. Zhao Wei was shocked and looked up at the sky. He saw that the whole sky seemed to be burning and turned into a huge sea of ​​fire. Numerous rays of light were radiated, dragging long tails, things like meteors. Falling from the sky.

"boom!"

A loud bang, a meteor that radiated colorful light fell in front of Zhao Wei, the glare of the light made Zhao Yu block his hand, then the glare dissipated, one finger long, two-finger spar floating quietly away Two meters high in the air.

Zhao Wei was curious to go forward, holding the spar, and floating in the midair, the spar was unresponsive and was caught by Zhao Yiyi.

At this time, the people who were asleep were also awakened by a series of loud noises. They opened the door or opened the window. They watched the numerous spar floating in the air and began to rush out of the house to **** the spar. Zhao Wei did not have the place. Stay more and quickly return to your home.

In a single-room rental room, Zhao Wei carefully looked at the spar. If the stone is sold, there is no gemstone comparable to this gemstone. If the quantity is scarce, then the value is not a problem, but the key falls from the sky. The number is too much, and it is said to be tens of billions, so this spar may not be worth much at all.

Suddenly!

The spar emits a glare of seven colors of light, and a sound like a mechanical sound. "Detecting the host as a primary intelligence, starting the soul binding...".

Ding!

The soul is bound successfully and begins to travel to the Apocalypse world.

After this sound, Zhao Yu’s eyes were black and fainted on the ground.