It's like this again, and it's like this again, he can't keep it, he can't keep the royal brother......

Heartache is like a knife.

"I'm here to solve your temporary difficulties, this is the last time! Xuanyuan Rujin, you will be your emperor in the future, I don't want today's things to be a second time. ”

"Treasure each other!"

Leaving four words, Fanhua turned around and walked out.

"Host, there is a sentence, I don't know whether to say it or not?"

"Say."

"Can the host be swollen? You just finished eating the food made by Baba and you don't pay for it, you have such a tall image in your heart, how can you be a bad guy who doesn't admit it when you take off your pants? ”

Flowers full of black lines: take off your pants and don't admit it? Are you talking about her?

Helped someone save the precarious throne, and he was not allowed to eat a meal?

Little spicy chicken, what the hell spicy chicken logic!

"Brother Huang, you are not allowed to leave!"

Before he had time to deal with the little spicy chicken, Fanhua was dragged down.

Well, that's right, again, dragged - thighs.

The well-fed and well-fed flower was now full of strength, she turned around and looked down at Xuanyuan Rujin with disdain: "Do you think you can stop me?" ”

A basin of cold water poured down on his head, and the blood on Xuanyuan Rujin's face disappeared inch by inch, pale as paper, and his whole body was cold.

Can you stop it? How can it be.

In this world, no one can stop such a capable royal brother!

It was precisely because of this that he was so desperate that his heart was broken into pieces, and the pain was worse than death......

Blossom turned indifferently.

Behind him, there was a sudden "snort", very light, very light, gently, exploding at the feet of Fanhua.

That's—

The sound of a cold blade stabbing into the flesh!

"Brother Huang, you still have to go, right?" Xuanyuan Rujin tilted his head, his eyes full of despair and paranoia.

In his chest, a dagger was inserted, and one hand was still on the handle of the dagger.

Holding back the pain, his face turned pale, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, which ran down his forehead, passed through the handsome sword eyebrows, and slowly dripped onto the pointed chin that was so thin that only bones remained.

His face like a blank sheet of paper was just tilted up, staring at the flowers without blinking, almost stubborn.

With another snort, the dagger inserted in his chest was pulled out by him, and the blood in his chest was gushing like a spring, quickly staining his clothes red, and the blade of the dagger he pulled out was shiny, and it fell down in a line along the smooth coldness.

With a "snort", Xuanyuan Rujin stabbed the dagger into the chest again, still the same as just now, right in the heart.

So resolute, so unhesitating, so painful and dynamic, as if he once took people's lives with a sword, neat and decisive.

Be ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to yourself!

"Brother Huang, I'll avenge you now, okay?" Xuanyuan Rujin's pure eyes showed a sincere smile, and he smiled exceptionally well.

The dagger in the chest, pulled out, slammed into it again.

It seems that he is not piercing his fatal point, or cutting radishes in the imperial dining room, every time he stabs it, it is extremely accurate!

"The first knife, a betrayal of the wolf's heart and dog's lungs!"

"The second knife is a silent frame-up!"

"The third knife, for the poison that is deliberate!"

Pull it out, pull it down, pull it out, pull it down......

With each stab, his face turned pale, and at the same time he uttered a crime.

"The fourth sword, for the captivity of breaking off the wings!"

"The fifth knife, humiliation for malicious words!"