"Youyu Xingche, you've disappointed me so much."

The woman in white spoke coldly without a trace of emotion, she held a cold sword, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the young emperor who was sitting in the ruins, and her beautiful face was covered with the coldness that froze everything.

"Hehe, sister." Youyu Xingche didn't care about his embarrassment at the moment, just looked at the woman in white stupidly, his sister, that peerless woman, the world-famous regent of Yingguo-Youyu Lingshuang

No one knew that there was a beast living in the boy's heart.

Yes, he is in love with his own sister. He hated everything that stole his sister's gaze, and when this twisted love reached its limit, the beast broke out of its cage.

He began to wonder if he had destroyed the thing that occupied his sister's gaze, and he was the only one in his sister's eyes.

So, he took advantage of his sister's trust, stole her token, and transferred the Praetorian Guard.

Seeing the fall of the national capital and the slaughter of the people, he actually felt a sense of revenge in his heart, he must be crazy if he was crazy, but he did not regret it.

"One last time, why did you do that? Do you remember what you promised me at the grave of the queen mother? ”

Youyu Lingshuang's gaze pierced straight at Youyu Xingche like an ice pick, and the terrifying coercion overwhelmed him.

"Why?"

Youyu Xingche held his body strongly, his handsome face was pale, and his legs were deformed, but he still stood up stubbornly against the wall.

Suddenly he laughed, with a little madness in his laughter, "Because I love you, my sister, aren't you white, I hate everything that occupies your gaze, anyone who dares to snatch you from me has to die, damn it haha, you are mine, you can only have me in your eyes." ”

Youyu Xingche stared at Youyu Lingshuang with burning eyes, and his originally handsome face was full of hideous color.

"I'm your sister!" Yu Yu Lingshuang's hand holding the sword trembled slightly, obviously Yu Yu Lingshuang didn't expect Yu Yu Xingche to have this kind of affection for her, they are sisters and brothers of the same mother, how can he ......

Yu Yu Lingshuang has always been ruthless, and he is even more strict with this younger brother, just to train him to be the most qualified heir to the empire.

Originally, there was still half a year before she could step down from the position of regent and live in peace without having to ask about the affairs of the court.

But who knew that such a big change would happen in the middle.

Sang Moyu was ruthless enough to play such a big game of chess, using her younger brother to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, disrupting her overall plan.

She's never lost, but she's not frustrated by it, and that's interesting, isn't it?

Luo Guo is known as the god of war Sang Moyu, she remembers.

Yu Yu Lingshuang's eyes flashed, and two pinches of gloomy flames lit in his cold eyes.

The long sword in her hand stabbed at Yu Yu Han Che with the power of thunder.

Yu Yu Han Che, who had been in a daze, suddenly regained consciousness at this moment, he smiled sadly, did not resist, did not resent, just greedily stared at Yu Yu Ling Shuang's face that was beautiful enough to eclipse everything, so focused, as if to sink her face deep into his soul.

"Sister, I'm sorry."

He meditated in his heart. Just when he thought he was going to die, Yu Yu Lingshuang's sword turned to powder just a finger from his chest.

And Youyu Xingche also fell down due to weakness in his legs due to physical exhaustion and fell into a coma.

Yu Yu Lingshuang ignored it, she stood with her hands in her hands, and glanced coldly at the palace that had long been reduced to ruins, and the corners of her lips hooked up with an extremely cold smile.

Interesting, it's been a long time since there is anything that can arouse her interest, Sang Moyu is very good! She was looking forward to a showdown with him.

"Shadow, take him." Then he turned around and left, without the slightest hesitation.

The game has begun, Sang Moyu, are you ready?