Three hundred and thirty-one Two tigers fight

(On the tenth day of the first month of decay, the weak female revenge master and apprentice love and hate the poison doctor killer) 331 two tigers compete

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Lang Fei has a beauty in this box, and no matter how despicable this means is, once his wish for many years is fulfilled, it is 100% satisfaction and coke.

He was so comfortable that he couldn't help sighing, feeling that he was a fairy in this day, and he didn't change a country, so the Son of Heaven no longer asked where Xiang Ye went, just let him go?

On that day, he collided with the Son of Heaven, Lang Jue was not angry, and asked him?

Hmph, who wouldn't be able to make a threat? But--at this moment, the Son of Heaven has no chance to send it.

Lang Fei's words that day, coupled with a few words of understatement, had the intention of causing the Son of Heaven to fall into a trap called "panic".

Lang Jue gradually had some impressions, once the floodgates of memory were opened, countless bizarre plots seemed to be stories that had been sealed for a long time in turn, and there was a lot of excitement, and in this painstaking meditation, the part of the past that had been forgotten before was even like a tiger that had just woken up roaring and tearing to come out.

About the bits and pieces of Meng Daiduo, he pounced and bit Lang Jue fiercely, so that he couldn't parry half a point.

He suddenly remembered the hot, alive little pepper he met in Chang'an City that year.

The interracial girl who was angry, angry, yelling, and crying only for herself.

The little girl who dared to call herself unsatisfactory finally said goodbye one day.

He did something wrong and finally lost her.

His girl went away silently, as if she had broken into his world without warning.

Lang Jue knew that he had hurt her, lost her, and forgot her. Later, she spent ** with herself, but she mistakenly thought that she was still a gorgeous concubine, and she loved an irrelevant woman for a lifetime, but she really failed Duo'er for a lifetime.

Because of such emotional sadness, the Son of Heaven seems to have lost his soul.

Who will know why?

No one understands.

The concubine Run, who is in charge of the harem and is the same as the deputy queen, doesn't understand either.

She will only be anxious, painful, and apprehensive, but she is helpless against such a strange husband.

At this moment, Lang Fei closed the door, saw no one, and concentrated on enjoying the warm time with Montedet, even if it was stolen, cheated, and robbed - but it didn't matter.

He used to be Top Gun, and he was worthless in front of this woman, this woman who didn't want his life, and he didn't want to kneel down for a moment.

He loved every corner of Mondaido's body and indulged every bit of her character.

As long as Lang Fei is with her, what else does it matter? Is there anything more important in the world?

Decades later, he waited for the spring flowers that belonged to the two of them to bloom, and this was his woman, his heart, and his baby. Nothing is more important in this world.

However, the sky has been turned upside down outside.

Anyway, the father and the emperor are no longer good, the two princes have blatantly tried to fight each other, and the struggle for the throne itself is a difficult matter, and it is even more cruel than anything else.

Either you die or I live.

On that day, when Concubine Run's wail shook the entire palace, everyone knew that her only child, Lang Qian, had become seriously ill for some reason, and his life was saved, but his two legs were like useless and could not walk.

"Holy!" Lu Yanhe hugged his son and cried into tears, while Lang Qian gritted his teeth in pain and fainted. The imperial doctors are both emperors and princes, and they can't stop working around.

Lang Qian became like this, and the others were still happy or not, but the two princes were very happy: Is a person with a disabled limb to be the emperor? No! Leave them all in the way - do you have to find someone like that?

So, for the time being, let Lang Qian go, and only know how to fight with each other.

Xiangye is still not mixed.

When they finally lost and were both defeated, they were holding the power of the army and resisting hard, but the envoy from the Wusun Kingdom came, saying that it was their repeat offender Meng Daiduo, the leader of the Turan cult, who was in Dahong, and asked Dahong to hand over this woman in peace for the sake of neighborliness.

This is the critical juncture of seizing the throne, who has the leisure to care who you find? Find whomever you like!

The two princes ignored them, and as a result, the envoy went back to tell King Wusun with an embarrassed face, and King Wusun was furious: more than ten years ago, he fled from Meng Daiduo because of Dahong's nonsense, and he didn't want to encounter this situation again more than ten years later! Be careful!

At the moment, Wusun's Wang Shi also came, and foreign forces intervened, and the three parties were fighting together.

The two princes have to guard against each other, and it is already very difficult to be aggressive, plus an unrelated Wusun army is making trouble. They fought hard, and the people complained even more. I can't live this day.

Finally, Prince Jing took the lead in waving the white flag, persuading Prince Gong and his brothers to conform to the will of the people first, and Annei must first go outside, and first drive out all these bastards.

Originally, what was said was also good, under this joint confrontation, there were many people, and soon the Wusun people were beaten away.

However, after the two sides expelled them, they said that they would turn their faces, and when they turned around, they fought with red eyes.

And all along, the struggle and killing without breathing have already exhausted everyone, first they couldn't fight at home, and then they fought foreign enemies, and after the foreign enemies finished fighting, they came back to continue fighting. Which one can stand it?

In addition, Prince Jing has always been anxious and short-tempered, and he is very unwelcome when he sees some people who are a little wilted. So in a hurry, he beheaded a few people who complained and shook the hearts of the army, and since then, everyone really stopped talking. One by one, they were just resentful in their hearts, but their actions became more and more slack.

Not only on King Jing's side, but also on Prince Gong's side.

It's just that he is a slightly more patient and ambitious, and he doesn't have to be bloodied to make an example like his brother, because if you want to kill a hundred examples, the scenes in the opponent's camp are enough. His usual image is still slightly tolerant and generous, dear to his subordinates.

So, on a rainy night, a person grabbed a knife and entered the big tent of King Jing, and a huge thunder slashed over, and the light in King Jing's eyes jumped extremely brightly, and he never had his luster again.

On the second day, after the rain, the fragrance of the grass soaked in the rain rippled in the air, and the land mixed in it also had a very refreshing fragrance, so that the qiē seemed to be washed clean, and the misery and pain of helplessness for the soldiers seemed to be a thing of the past, and a kind of peace spontaneously arose in everyone's hearts.

However, the howl of the guards on King Jing's side still attracted everyone's attention - there was a very strong smell of blood coming out of King Jing's tent!

Everyone knew that something was wrong, so they went over to take a look and realized that it was a steel knife inserted into the heart of King Jing, the blood on the bed had dried up, and a large black mess was stained on the bedding.

Reaching out to the bottom of the nose and probing it, he realized that there was no air intake, no heartbeat, and his body was already stiff.