Chapter 90: Your Highness, Don't Be Black! (31)

In the ten days after Jun Wuyuan succeeded to the throne, he slaughtered 10,000 ministers and soldiers.

The flames are so loud that people's hearts are panicked that it is difficult to guess the temperament of those in power today.

"The first emperor is hiding in the country of Solo, and the imperial army is ready to go."

Jiang Kuo stood beside Su Duyan, his expression was in a trance, and he spoke lightly.

Since Jun Wuyuan has made up his mind about the world, why would he slaughter so many people, it is unpopular with the people.

The eyes under the mask darkened, and he lifted his lips slightly, "Let them act." ”

The body hidden under the wide black robe turned around, and the jade flute of ice muscles reflected the robe like a crow's feather.

Tiny dots of light jumped, and the delicate silver was shining with a sparkling light.

Su Duyan's cold eyes were cloudy, her red lips were pursed, and her left cheek was covered by a mask, revealing an angular cold handsomeness.

"Your Body ......"

Jiang Kuo looked at the person in the dark robe worriedly, and his heart ached like a pinprick.

At night, I can often hear the young master's small screams, even if I endure the subtlety, but the pain of being infested by insects is something that ordinary people can bear.

"Let's go."

Pursing his lips tightly, the smooth lines can't hide the peerless.

Su Duyan held the jade flute tightly, looked at the dark clouds in the distance, and turned around lightly, "Don't let him follow." ”

Although Mo Erbao is a system, in the end, the child's heart and bloody clips should not scare him.

"Yes."

With a sour promise, Jiang Kuo walked towards the backyard.

The gale blew, rolling up the hem of the dark clothes, merging with the dark clouds behind them.

Jun Wuyuan, I finally know you, why do you always like Xuanyi.

It always covers all the scars, so that people can't see the clues.

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The city complains about the heavens, the high-ranking people are drunk and dreaming of death, and the lowly ones are worried and afraid day and night.

The beacon fire connects the entire mountain peak, as if it were day.

Jun Wuyuan sat lazily on the dragon chair, his slender fingers rubbing the wine cup, and his eyes were careless.

The ministers who were already kneeling on the ground in front of the temple shouted that they could not go to the kingdom of Solo.

Of course, the premise is that the news of the emperor's lifetime is blocked.

A peaceful and prosperous world, the four seas are one; He prefers this world, attached to his feet, ruined and broken!

"Pass on my orders, if there are those who retreat, they will be killed!"

The sharp gaze swept like that of everyone, and the voice was cold, like a rakshasa in hell.

"If you say one more word, you will be stripped of your official position and sent to prison."

Jun Wuyuan got up slowly, and the bewitching crimson thousand days embroidery outlined the perfect figure.

The crowd quickly retreated like a tide, leaving only Jun Wuyuan alone in the empty hall.

The wind was cold, and the sword slashed against the floor tiles, making a sizzling sound.

Jun Wuyuan held the hilt of the sword, and stepped out of the hall step by step, three thousand crow hair dancing in the wind, and the demonic red under the dark night was particularly eye-catching.

A sharp light flashed behind him, and the man in black slashed at the top of his head with a sharp and shining broadsword.

Jun Wuyuan turned around to block, and with a twist of his wrist, his bloodthirsty eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The sharp tip of the sword made a bend and slashed straight at the lower abdomen of the man in black.

The leg and foot kicked the man neatly, and the tip of the sword sank into the abdomen, and the blood flowed.

The palace lamp swayed, and the broken light held out the long figure.

The black-clothed people hiding in the eaves of the corridor approached the crimson thousand-day embroidery in the palace passage.

"After all, it's a wolf cub that can't be raised."

Jun Wuyuan sneered and kicked away the silent person at his feet.

"Let this king see the true ability of the palace guard!"

With a loud shout, his movements were as fast as lightning and rushed towards everyone.