The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

Ren Jing was confused at that time, feeling like a newborn baby, covered with blood, fell into this cruel world, and couldn't resist: "no! It's impossible! That Mo Yan, he looks, is one year older than me. "

For what?

He is seventeen this year. He is in the middle of the day after tomorrow. He is trying his best to attack Shangjing.

And Mo Yan is enough to be proud of others, even above the congenital? There is no reason! He's not convinced, he's jealous, he's mad with jealousy!

"Ah Jing, there are some predestined sons in the world that you can't shake." Ren Si Nong sighed, stretched out a hand, gently stroked his brother's hair, "this time, even if we suffer."

She accepted her fate.

She has been in Xuanwu Academy for a long time, and she has seen talents like crucian carp across the river. However, what's the meaning of dragon?

It's not as good as a Moyan.

"I am Ren Jing, but I never suffer! I don't believe in fate The son of the world became horizontal and tried to bear the pain of his body. He played a young master's temper.

With that, he began to cry bitterly. His eyes were red. "Why not me. It's not fair. "

Ren sinang opens his arms, holds his younger brother in his arms and soothes him in a soft voice.

She has always been proud, only in front of him, small gentle, maternal hair, many times care.

The carriage was still moving.

Dusk, dusk.

The prime minister's residence is far away from Shizi's residence. One in the inner city, one in the outer city. It takes about an hour to make a carriage.

Ren Jing's residence was built outside the city, which means the emperor.

The emperor was afraid of being a prince.

It's a proton to bring Ren Jing to the imperial capital. Where will he be arranged in the inner city too ostentatious official house.

Frost stars in cold night twinkle frequently, just like lights of every house.

"Sister, an hour has passed. Why haven't you been home yet?" Ren Jing is a little impatient. He can't help lifting the window curtain and looking out.

He was so scared that his three spirits went to seven spirits, "where is this? Is it surrounded by locust trees? As for the official way, aren't we following the official way? "

Ren sinang was surprised and rushed to see it.

Outside the car window, there is a forest of locust trees. Locust trees are the most shade trees, also known as ghost trees. Locust trees are not very tall, but the branches are generally low and twisted, just like ghosts waving their arms.

What is more terrible is that there is a layer of misty fog rising on the ground, which is half a foot high.

"Coachman, where's the coachman?"

Ren sinang panicked and pushed open the door of the carriage, only to find that the honest driver had tilted his head, his eyes were bulging, his face was blue, and his face was extremely terrible. He fainted.

"Ah

No matter what, Ren sinang is also a woman, a scream.

The cry startled the horse.

Horse long hiss, front hoof bounce, pull the carriage toward the huaimu ghost forest deeper run away. No matter how Ren sinang and Ren Jing stop drinking, how to whip and pull the reins, it's useless.

"Stop! Stop it! There is a cliff ahead

"Sister! What should I do? If we run again, all of us will fall off the cliff! "

"Jump..."

"It's too late, ah, ah --"

The sound of the carriage rolling down the cliff, mixed with Ren Jing's panic scream and Ren sinang's cry, formed a moving melody.