"The class teacher returns to the court." Chun Yu Ling Han made a quick decision, Bai Rushui breathed a sigh of relief, and finally saved 10,000 prisoners.

"Yes!"

It has been half a year since the war provoked by leaving the country, and I can finally return to Beijing in triumph.

Everyone is happy with their eyebrows open, so happy.

Chun Yu Ling Han got up, walked to the door of the council hall, paused, turned his face slightly, and said, "Cumbersome, kill!" ”

"Chun Yu Ling Han, you are too much of a bully! Aren't you going back to Beijing? Why kill them? Do you have a little humanity? ”

Syllable......

A slap struck Bai Rushui, who was standing behind him, staggered, and if Jia Teng hadn't helped her in time, she would have fallen to the ground.

A drop of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he raised his hand and wiped it with white water: "Can I beg you?" ”

10,000 captives, 10,000 of their departed people.

Chun Yu Ling Han walked out of the council hall without looking back.

He is ruthless, enough!

"You're the devil! Devil! Bai Rushui shouted at him.

Escorted to the room by the soldiers, Chun Yu Ling Han also lived here, but he slept on the soft bed, while she slept on the ground.

Outside there were wails and the killing of 10,000 captives at the same time, a scene that did not need to be witnessed with one's own eyes, and it was as sad and cruel as hell, with corpses strewn all over the field, rivers of blood, and terrible to see.

The air seemed to be filled with the smell of blood.

All night, I didn't sleep soundly, and my dreams were full of miserable, mutilated ghosts wandering and howling.

In the face of such a cold-blooded and ruthless him, whether she can survive until the day the task is completed has to be a question mark, maybe one day he will be in a bad mood and become his ghost.

The sky outside was overcast, thunder was rolling, and bean-sized raindrops were falling.

The rare torrential rain on the border washed away his heinous crimes, and after the rain, the air was clean again, but when will his hands be clean?

Killing his father and brother for the throne, killing all the captives who surrendered, what did this person's heart do with?

He's probably a demon unleashed by the hell of Abi.

The rain was pouring and raining, and when the day dawned, there was no sign of stopping the rain, and even the heavens mourned for the dead soldiers.

From the floor cover, she still had difficulty moving, and her hands and feet were tied.

The reason for the rain is that it will be delayed for one more day in the border city.

I was slapped by him yesterday, and my face was still swollen.

Vomiting, white as water, a burst of nausea.

"What? Not to your liking? ”

Chun Yu Ling Han was elegantly eating a sumptuous lunch, and the small coffee table at his feet was her meal: a plate of bacon, a plate of roast chicken, and a plate of stewed tofu with green vegetables.

There was no stool, she sat on the ground, and when she saw the meat in front of her, she remembered the corpses she saw all over the ground yesterday, the bright red internal organs and intestines were exposed, and it turned out that there were still green vegetables to eat, and I don't know if he deliberately instructed him, the cook also put the red juice of tofu milk in the green vegetable tofu, which looked like blood, and it was strange if it was not disgusting.

"No, I can't eat it myself." Don't dare to say that it is unappetizing, how can a cold-blooded person care about the taste of hostages? He may be looking for an opportunity to kill, and if she says that it is not to her liking, it is possible that the Hades who will see him today may be the cook.

"Why?"

"Don't you think I look like a dog you raised right now?".

At his feet, he sat down on the floor to eat; At night he also slept on the cold ground; There is no chain around the neck, but there are hands and feet; A slap can be called, isn't this the state of a dog?