Jun Tianlan ended the kiss, touched her tender face, and kissed her forehead seriously.

The long night is slow.

The moonlight penetrated the clouds thousands of miles high and fell on the silent Changhuan Street.

The man who fell into the heart of the street was drunk like mud, and the three thousand green silks were soaked in the dirty muddy water, and his beautiful face had long been covered by blood.

It wasn't until the morning light was faint that his hand moved.

When he opened his eyes, his scattered gaze could not be focused for a long time, and he raised his hand tremblingly to block the first rays of light that fell on his eyelashes.

The long street is quiet, and there are people passing by not far away, which makes the street even more empty.

Three or four thugs came from the sloping street with their teeth picked, and when they saw the man sleeping on the ground, they couldn't help but come over curiously, and one of them raised his foot and kicked him: "Who is this man?" ”

Jun Shuying frowned, stretched out his hand to hold the man's ankle, and the man was suddenly furious: "Where did the beggar come from, Uncle Ben's pants are newly cut, and they are all soiled by you!" ”

As he spoke, he raised his foot and stepped heavily on Jun Shuying's hand bones.

Jun Shuying was weak, allowing the man to crush his hand, twitching all over his body, and screaming in pain.

The other two gangsters saw that he was a bully, and the evil was born from the side of the guts, and they were not idle, and they stepped forward with a burst of punches and kicks: "Wang Ba Lamb, you dare to touch our eldest brother with such a stinky thing?!" ”

"That's it! Shoot him! Those who stinky for food don't know whether they are alive or dead! ”

Jun Shuying crawled forward with difficulty, dragging a long bloodstain and mud watermark behind him, looking embarrassed and embarrassed.

The three men followed him unhurriedly, laughing in bursts of laughter.

The man in the lead lifted his foot and kicked him to the ground, stomped on his back, bent down and grabbed his long hair, forcing him to raise his head high.

Although most of that gorgeous face was muddy and watery, the Danfeng eyes exposed were still suffocatingly beautiful.

The three of them were stunned, and the younger brother smiled and said, "Big brother, look at this person's appearance, why don't we sell him to the Qingzhu Pavilion?" Sell it for a few taels of silver, and let's take it to eat and drink! ”

Qingzhu Pavilion is a special existence on Changhuan Street, which contains countless small children, specially prepared for dignitaries and nobles with special habits.

The sky around was a hazy light blue before dawn, Jun Shuying stared at the sky blooming with thousands of miles of glow in the distance, and his voice was hoarse and cold: "Let go of this king." ”

The three thugs didn't hear what he said, so they leaned down and asked, "What did you say?" ”

"Let go...... Ben Wang ......"

Jun Shuying repeated.

The three of them immediately burst out laughing, "Yo, this beggar dares to call himself the king, I think he has a bad brain!" ”

"If you are the prince, I will be the emperor, hahaha!"

They laughed, and the leader stepped Jun Shuying's head into the puddle and crushed it repeatedly: "Little rabbit cub, today grandpa will tell you how thick the ground is and how high the sky is!" ”

With that, the three of them punched and kicked him together.

Changhuan Street only does evening business, and at this hour, all the restaurants on the street are closed.

Only by the railing on the second floor of the Muqing Pavilion, the Xiao family brothers were quietly watching the scene in the middle of the street.

Xiao Chengye was a little unbearable, and said coldly: "I'll save Your Highness!" ”

Xiao Chengjue stopped him expressionlessly: "If you go out at this time, my plan will be wasted!" Let him get up on his own. ”

"But—"

"No, but!" Xiao Chengjue's face was ruthless, "He can't get up now, and it won't be possible to get up in the future!" ”

Xiao Chengye frowned worriedly, staring at the man who was beaten so badly, a pair of fists hanging on the side of his legs were clenched tightly, and the back of his hands was even more bruised.

Jun Shuying was dragged by the hair, and countless fists hit him in the face, sliding him several meters away, soaking in a large muddy puddle, and the white silk pants under him were no longer distinguishable.

The thugs chased after him and kicked him fiercely: "Grandpa told you to call yourself this king!" Let you call yourselves kings! ”

Xiao Chengye couldn't hold back any longer, and said coldly: "If His Highness doesn't fight back within ten breaths, I will go down to save people." ”

Xiao Chengjue shook the folding fan and stared at the man curled up in the puddle, his face like frost.

Ten breaths have passed.

Just as Xiao Chengye was about to sweep downstairs in the air, a thug said with a smile: "Big brother, shouldn't he be a prostitute thrown out by Qinglou?" It's about falling in love with a prostitute-girl in this long street, but people don't like him, and he is penniless, so he was thrown out! ”

"It's possible! But I don't know what that prostitute-woman looks like? What does it feel like to be pressed under your body? ”

The three of them laughed as they spoke.

Jun Shuying sat in the muddy water, his head lowered, so that people couldn't see his expression clearly, and his voice was hoarse: "You say, who is a prostitute-girl?" ”

"What, Lao Tzu is still wrong?!"

The bastard was furious, and raised his foot to kick him.

Jun Shuying held his ankle.

In the next moment, the screams suddenly shook through the long street, and the embarrassed man grabbed his ankle and jumped up, no one could see his movements clearly, but when he landed, the gangster's legs were twisted into an incredible arc, and he was unloaded alive!

The other two were startled and looked at Jun Shuying blankly, the man stood in the middle of the street with his head down, water droplets and blood dripping from his body, and he burst out with a terrifying cold aura, oppressing everything around him, and even the wind lamp under the eaves swayed rapidly, emitting a miserable red light in the light.

He stood in the light, slowly raised his face, and the killing intent in his eyes was like a demon, which made the two thugs so frightened that they couldn't move their legs.

But in an instant, the man turned into an afterimage and passed through the three thugs.

Three blood mist erupted.

The man didn't look back, and walked towards the Muqing Pavilion indifferently: "Next time you dare to design this king, Xiao Chengjue, you don't have to keep your head." ”

Xiao Chengjue smiled slightly, closed the folding fan, and bowed his hand respectfully upstairs: "Brother obeys." ”

Shouwang Mansion, Dongliu Temple.

When Shen Miaoyan woke up in the morning, he saw Fu Yi and Tian Xiang serving Jun Tianlan to wash and change clothes.

She sat up and looked at the scene quietly, the man's expression was grim, as if he didn't care whether she was awake or not, and only ordered in a cold voice: "Take the crown clothes." ”

Fu Yi hesitated: "You are injured like this, do you still want to enter the palace to ask for peace?" ”

"If the king does not go, he will send someone to summon him. Why should he be given the opportunity to humiliate this king? ”

Flicking his clothes slightly sour, he lowered his eyes to get the crown clothes.

Shen Miaoyan sat quietly by the window, looking at him after he was dressed neatly, and was supported by his clothes and walked towards the outside of the bedroom.

Even after the soft couch, he didn't look at her more.

She turned her head and watched him away through the carved window, as if she had a coptis in her throat, she couldn't spit it out, she couldn't swallow it, and the bitter person trembled.

"Fourth Brother ......"

The little girl looked at the back that was gradually moving away, and clutched the brocade quilt tightly, her face full of confusion.

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