"I have reason to copy and chop. You are just a soldier of status. You are not qualified to tell me what to do. If you can see me, you should burn incense for your ancestors."

Han Yu was surprised.

He had never seen anyone put his noble and humble identity so clearly, and now he was just a drowning dog, and he dared to talk like that.

"Isn't the general enough to fix you? You don't cry until you see the coffin? "

Ji Rao glanced at him faintly. His light green eyes were too thick in the dark night. His beautiful and bloodless lips moved, and he spat out a few words coldly, "dog upholds human power."

Han Yu's face was in a hurry and glared at Ji Rao, but he couldn't say anything for a long time.

He is a martial arts man. He doesn't read many books. When Ji Rao said that, he thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of any words to refute.

Ji Rao looked at the road in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Yan is wearing a sharp black robe, straight came over.

He walks very standard, slightly holding his head high, and his pace is not urgent. In Ji Rao's eyes, this section of the road has been turned into a catwalk stage by him.

It was a little chilly, and he wore a cloak.

He stood in front of Ji Rao, first looked up and down for a while Ji Rao's embarrassment, and then said, "didn't the national master get yun'an back?"

Ji Rao looks at him coldly and doesn't speak.

"The national master just kills people and doesn't the corpse be buried? Would you be afraid if the ghosts who have no way of reincarnation come to you in the first seven days

Ji Rao said in a cold voice, "I do things with a clear conscience. Why should I be afraid of ghosts?"

Yan Jun nodded, "a clear conscience?"

He seemed to have heard some funny joke, and the smile on his lips suddenly rose. He suddenly stepped forward and kicked Ji Rao in the chest, directly kicking people down from the stone steps.

Han Yu was also stunned. He subconsciously stepped forward, and then found something wrong. He stepped back and only twisted his eyebrows to see Yan Jun.

The smile on Yan Jun's face disappeared completely in an instant. In the dark night, his face was more sinister.

Ji Rao was lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. A gust of fishy sweetness poured into his throat. Ji Rao just swallowed it. He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Jun with trembling eyes, and said, "I will I'll kill you. "

Yan Jun long legs a step, stand in front of Ji Rao, with absolute look down at Ji Rao, bending over and pinching Ji Rao's chin, completely disapproval of the appearance, "then I can wait."

He looked at Ji Rao indifferently, "I won't kill you, it's too cheap for you. I will only confine you to my side and torture you slowly, so that you can use your daily pain to forgive my Shen yun'an. "

Ji Rao laughed.

His smile was barely around the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were ironic.

"What's wrong with me? Why am I guilty? "

Yan Jun loosens Ji Rao's chin. His strength is not small. Ji Rao's skin pinches a red mark, which looks like a kind of beauty of being abused.

"It's just the beginning, master. Just because you don't repent today doesn't mean you are still like this every day." Yan Jun bent down and looked straight at Ji Rao. He was like a knife that stabbed into the flesh and blood. His voice was indifferent and said, "master, you'll have to bear it in the next few days."