9: Evil God

Zhou Yanqing looked at Li Zan.

Li Zan shuddered, and his scalp was numb.

For a moment, he even thought that the emperor had seen through him?

Li Zan hurriedly gathered his mind and reminded Zhou Yanqing.

"Your Majesty, Cen Pingjun is one of your harem favorites, and his father is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and he has been very favored in front of you recently. ”

Zhou Yanqing raised his eyebrows, "Swing!"

......

Okiyo Palace.

The fool Liang Guijun was injured before, and he had been treated earlier, and now the fool was lying on the window, looking at the people outside the window with a dull and ignorant expression.

The gray-clothed young man is named Fang Jue, who is Liang Guijun's attendant and has served Liang Guijun since he was a child.

And last month, the big anniversary.

Emperor Yongyin went out to meet Liang Guijun, a fool with amazing beauty, and issued a holy decree on the spot to get people into the palace.

Right now, in front of the gate of the palace, the gray-clothed Fang Jue looked at the group of people who were crying at the gate of the palace with a gloomy face.

Among them, there is a man dressed in palace clothes, his body is flexible, his complexion is a little fairer than that of a woman, his body smells of fat powder, his eyes are charming, but he has a domineering and arrogant momentum.

"The dog slave must not die well! This gentleman has the position of a peaceful monarch, and this lowly slave dares to be disrespectful to this monarch, take him down quickly!"

Cen Pingjun shouted at the top of his voice, and a bunch of people instantly surrounded the young man Fang Jue.

Fang Jue's eyebrows and eyes were very cold, and Cen Pingjun still didn't give up. His mean lips raised a sneer, and he glanced at Liang Guijun, who was climbing the window to peep.

"Slap his mouth, he dares to do something to Benjun, so he chops off his hand! Then pick out the eyeballs, pickle them in the jar and make them into a human bi, so that everyone in the palace and outside the palace can see it, this is the end of offending Benjun!"

Fang Jue's face became colder and colder.

His stupid master didn't seem to understand it yet, until he saw a bunch of people rushing up to Hulala, and Fang Jue couldn't resist it.

The fool Liang Guijun seemed to see a little way, and shouted slowly: "Juejue!"

He was previously broken by the eunuch Li Quanfu with a leg broken, with a total of eighteen whiplashes on his body, and his two hands had been nailed into steel needles because he had been on the fingerboard, and his hands were wrapped like two big zongzi.

He jumped out of the Chong Yo Palace with a limp, that look was a little ridiculous, but that look, at first glance, was quite fierce?

"Don't touch it!"

Liang Wenxi's eyes were as bright as a torch.

Fang Jue's eyelids jumped: "Master, go back!"

Liang asked Xin stupidly: "No, Juejue can't die." ”

Then Liang Wenxian continued to look at Cen Pingjun and his minions fiercely.

"Don't touch Juejue, leave my Oyoki Palace!"

His dark pupils were originally clean and clear, like a pool of spring water, but at this moment, it seemed that black light was rising and falling in his eyes.

The sky was full of goose feathers and snow, and his long black hair was dancing wildly.

"Get out of here!"

Once again, he firmly stated that this man had become a little demonic, like an evil god.

Cen Ping Junhe then retreated, and the minions he brought with him were all intimidated by this fool.

"Master!" Fang Jue was shocked, and grabbed Liang Wenxi's arm.

The long hair that was dancing wildly suddenly calmed down, and Liang Wenxi blinked stupidly: "Juejue is a younger brother, you can't bully Juejue." ”

Fang Jue's heart was sour, and then he held his master's arm.

"Master, don't be angry, don't ...... Angry. ”

Someone once called his master a lucky star prodigy, the reincarnation of the auspicious god.

However, since the master became stupid, many people regard the master as a disaster star evil god, but that mysterious power can be used to shorten his life.