Stories Of Nine Cities

Cold Xi evil selfishly finish saying what to say, also don't give jun'er the opportunity of reaction, a hand knife chop down, jun'er instantly unconscious collapse on the chair.

Flow Ao see some distressed, but ultimately failed to intercede words export, in the cold Xi evil cold line of sight, then followed each other left the room.

I don't know how long later, when jun'er woke up, she found that she was lying on the bed, and the window was bright, which made her eyes stare and jump out of the bed.

The dizziness of being beaten hasn't subsided yet. Jun'er shakes and holds the post firmly. At the same time, she sees the trace of being bound on her wrist. Without time to care, she runs out of the room in a hurry.

In the corridor, the girls gathered together to discuss the excitement. The content was nothing more than the execution scene at the gate of the city. One by one, they were talking about terror, but they were smiling as if they were gossiping.

"Ah, when I was drenched, my head was bloody."

"That is to say! It's a rash when you think about it

"No! I also saw someone vomit! I'm not too timid to watch the execution. It's a shame. "

"I can't help it. This kind of thing is rare. Of course, I have to join in the fun and catch up, or I'll talk to someone later."

"Those people are really idle. They have a good life, but they have to be rebellious. As a result, they are all beheaded. Why

"That's right. I was so scared during the war that I almost ran with him."

"Thanks to General Yang's timely arrival, otherwise I don't know how long it will take. I'm still a little flustered now!"

"What's the matter? Now that everyone is dead, it is estimated that no one will dare to make trouble in the future. There are a few heads that are not enough to fall off. "

"Well, what's the name of the mastermind?"

"Lin! He colludes with Mr. Wang by going into business. If you really want to say that Mr. Wang is rebellious, the man surnamed Lin is just being used. He even wants to revive Jiaotu. It's ridiculous. "

"It's said that the man raised his daughter as a son and cheated people everywhere that he was the young city master of Jiaotu. As a result, he was buried with him. It's really stupid."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The girls talk recklessly. They don't notice the pale face in the corner. The whole body seems to be able to dissipate with the wind. Jun'er just stands there, his eyes lose focus, and he even has to forget his breath. He doesn't notice when the girls leave.

Dead? Dad's dead? Is the execution over? And she still didn't do anything? Don't say to die together, can't you even see the last one? It is clear that he is ambitious, but in the end he is said to be a fool of his own making. Why?

Tears rolled down like broken beads, and flooded out of control like the flood of breaking the dyke. His trembling hands grasped his trousers, but he could not move his steps to make jun'er panic or even hate him.

Why is she so powerless even at this time? Let's go! Go find Dad! Go to the execution ground! Go and confirm! Go talk to everyone! They are not ridiculous! They also want to live in peace! Say they're not stupid at all! They just want to live like individuals, just want to

"Ah

Finally, the cry of emotional collapse, hysterical can't themselves, the whole body is weak to sit on the ground, jun'er's tears blurred looking at the front, lips trembling, can't say a complete sentence, but in the heart roaring, it's not like this, it's not like this, it's not like this!

Why do you say that? I don't know anything. Why do you say that? They have done so much, not for themselves! It's for thousands of people of Jiaotu. It's for those who are struggling on the edge of life and death. It's

"Wow...!"

Who is stupid? Who is stupid? Why should we make such a sad thing like a joke? Why doesn't anyone care about the truth? Why can't anyone think about it for them? Why is there a war? Why revolt? Why not reflect on yourself? Why?

At that moment, the sadness emerging from the bottom of my heart slowly turned into despair, and then turned into tears entangled by hate, but it can no longer wash the haze in my heart.

"Jun'er..." Liu Ao, who followed the cry, looked at the crying jun'er on the ground with complicated expression. He wanted to comfort him, but he could not say a word all the time. He could only stand in the same place.

How deep is the feeling, to cry so sad? The key point is that Liu Ao's completely understandable mood makes him really not know what to do. He can still hold the original child in his arms, but the young man with hatred in his eyes makes him feel at a loss.

Liu Ao's appearance makes jun'er look up at him. Facing that worried and guilty face, he doesn't get the slightest consolation, but makes jun'er reach out and beat him, just like the choking in her mouth.

In the face of this disguised censure, Liu Ao stood in the same place, motionless, and let jun'er drag him. Whether it was a fight or a curse, if it could make him feel better, Liu Ao would feel enough.On that day, the wailing in the corner of the yard and the endless sadness seemed to be contagious, which made everyone around fall into a gloomy fog. Although some people cared, even curious, they stopped because of the figure standing at the gate of the yard.

Cold Xi evil cold face, face expressionless looking at the cry came from the place, the scene is so familiar, so that his mind began to emerge dusty memory.

A moment of frowning, expression condensation of a little impatient, and then swept a cry gradually disappeared direction, he frowned and walked past.

Because crying too long, exhausted jun'er fainted to one side. Xin Kui Liu Ao pulled the man quickly and dragged him in the air. When he was about to reach out and pick him up, someone came up and grabbed him.

"Young master?" Liu Ao is surprised at the appearance of Hanxi evil, just as he can't help but say something when he sees Hanxi evil holding people up.

"Young master, I'll do it!" After all, the young master is a man of thousands of gold. Jun'er is just a man who follows him as a slave. His behavior is not in line with etiquette. It's not good to be seen.

Liu Ao came forward to pick up jun'er, but Han xixie went to the room without looking at it, which made Liu Ao move, and then followed with a sigh in his heart.

Lying on the bed, jun'er's face is full of tears, and his eyes are puffy. He frowns slightly, and then wipes it gently with a cloth dipped in tea, which makes jun'er burst into tears again in his sleep.

"Young master?" See cold Xi evil action pause of Leng in situ, flow Ao can't help but come forward to shout a.

"Was it the same with me then?" Cold Xi evil head also didn't lift of asked a sentence, let flow Ao some reaction less than slightly a Leng, then silent facial expression is gloomy.

Han xixie, who didn't get a response, looked back at Liu Ao. His eyes were deep as if he wanted to suck people in. Liu Ao couldn't bear to look directly at him, lowered his head and gnawed his teeth.

"It seems that it is better than anything else!" Cold Xi evil murmurs to oneself similar of turn head, continue to stare at the gentleman son for a while to look at, in the eyes flash a moment soft light, then instantly conceal.

"At that time, I owe you. Now, I'm afraid he will be alone." Cold Xi evil light says, the tone has no fluctuation, as if just statement, but let flow Ao look up at him, want to say and stop.

"Is it wrong to live?"

"Yes, it's just...!" Liu Ao is too busy to respond, but he stops looking at Han xixie. When the latter looks back at him, he says something.

"There are many ways. Why did you choose such a way to harm others and not benefit yourself?" Liu Ao doesn't understand.

"Isn't that a good way?" Cold Xi evil eyebrow a pick of looking at flow Ao to ask.

"I'm afraid it will bring resentment." Liu Ao said and looked at jun'er lying on the bed. In his mind, jun'er's eyes were filled with hatred. He could not help sighing in his heart.

"There's nothing wrong with resentment. At least there's a reason to live, isn't there?" Noncommittal should wear, cold Xi evil take back wipe hand, throw the cloth into the corner of the basin.

"You can tell him the truth." In this way, jun'er can understand the childe's painstakingness, and he won't have such a sad experience.

"And then? Do you think that after knowing the truth, he will be willing to go back to Yucheng with me? " Cold Xi Xie looks at Liu Ao with a smile.

He needs jun'er to help him, but a concerned jun'er can't be willing to help him, especially after knowing his identity. But he had no choice. If he didn't have jun'er's help and only relied on his resources, he was not sure whether he could get through the difficulties in the king's city. If he failed, it would be more difficult to wait for him.

With jun'er's move, hanxixie has a chance to win in the king's city. The problem lies in what he should do to make jun'er willing to be used by him. As a vagrant, jun'er, who has a close relationship with treason, can shake his method, and what he can think of is just the same.

"Even if things are exactly what you want, how can you believe that jun'er won't do it secretly?" Although not willing to think about this aspect, Liu Ao can not deny that such a thing is likely to happen.

"It's not hard to imagine that after he has cut off all his thoughts, he has gone into the dark." Said this cold Xi evil, looked down at his open palm, back and forth of the grip a few times.

Now that the person in charge of the rebellion has declared to be executed, I'm afraid those who have misguided will also be restrained. The gentleman who has lost his sustenance will naturally have to find another way to rely on him, and he is the only choice.

Even if it's wrong, just as hanxixie wants to use Juner to achieve his goal, he doesn't mind that Juner also uses him to dispel his hatred. The important thing is that the ending is not bad.

"Watch him." Han xixie, who left this sentence, looked at jun'er lying on the bed, then turned and went out.

Liu Ao, who stayed at the same place, looked at the back of Hanxi evil and disappeared in his sight. He couldn't help sighing deeply.