Evil Emperor’s Wild Consort

Wen Yan raised his head slightly, his nephew looked in the direction of Gu Ruoyun's disappearance, his eyes no longer had the warmth of water before, replaced by a calm and calm.

"I know."

but……

Wen Yan hangs down the scorpion and covers the light in the scorpion. His voice seems to pass through the soul to the ears of the apocalypse.

"Apocalypse, if I don't resort to revenge, can you help me all the time?"

The soul was silent for a few seconds, after which a gentle female voice was heard.

"Master, you are a good person, it is a devil. Since the moment I followed you, you are the person who wants to swear allegiance in my life, even if you are a devil in the eyes of the world, but in my mind You will always be the gentle and sturdy boy I first met. In this life, I will be with you, and the sword in my hand will make you a sunny road!"

Wen Yan laughed.

The smile is full of warmth, however, there is a cold ice that cannot be opened.

"Good! It is the incarnation of the devil, no means, I have to revenge! Even if it is..."

Even if you are using someone who should not use it!

Jiang Lao saw the hatred of Wen Yan’s incarnation, and he gradually gave birth to a worry.

In the end, the worry turned into a sigh in his mouth, a smile on his face.

Wen Yan’s kid has suffered too much from childhood to age, and he has grown up in torture and hatred! I really don't know how to go on like this. Is it a blessing or a disaster?

Of course, Jiang Lao also knows that he did not hear the words he had just said.

"Maybe I have to find a time to tell Gu Yan's things about Gu Yan, not only to prevent Gu Yutou, but also to let Wen Yan not continue to live in hatred, so it really does not help him."

Some people will grow fast because of hatred.

But some people will lose their senses because of anger...

Jiang Lao has always been worried that Wen Yan will become like this.

......

main city.

On the bustling streets, a loud and noisy voice spread throughout the streets, but at this moment, Gu Ruoyun stopped and walked, and her eyes fell through a fat man.

At this moment, the fat man was standing in front of a booth, screaming loudly, because of the angry expression, his fat body was shaking, his eyes screaming at the stall owner who was a few times smaller than him, and his spawned, almost Flying to the face of the stall owner.

"Not just a piece of rag, just to collect two gold coins? You ** robbed! Only the king has robbed others, no one dares to rob the king! Kid, you ** Is it awkward, isn't it? Say, how much is this rag?"

How can a thin stall owner withstand the fat man so scared? The body has already trembled and shivered, his face paled and said: "One...a gold coin."

There is only one gold coin in the mainland. Therefore, the price of the stall owner has been reduced to a minimum. He thought that he could finally send away this blasphemy. Who knows that the voice has just fallen, and the fat man has glanced at him. With a bang, the booth of the stall owner will fly to the booth.

The stall owner was scared and stunned: "No... don't want money, I sent you this handkerchief, don't want money."

"What?" The fat man was angry, his eyes seemed to be able to spur anger, staring at the thin stall owner. "Don't you have money? Do you dare to talk about the price of the king for a long time? No, you must open it today." Price, otherwise the king will not leave!"