"Where is this? Am I not in the mourning hall?"

Wang Anxu woke up in a daze, he only remembered that he was under the *** of the queen Fan Jincheng County Lord, and he was about to make a little forbidden move in the mourning hall.

Although it is a bit inconsistent with his character all along, but he has killed his wife, he is destined to go all the way to the dark, and he has no capital to refuse.

In the ordinary world, the women of the royal family are usually married to nobles, and they are close to each other.

For some ambitious people, marrying a princess, a group leader, and becoming a concubine is not a good errand, especially for those scholars who were born in the imperial examination and have a promising future, it is simply detrimental to their careers.

But this world is different, and the monks of this world are the mainstream, truly controlling the lifeblood of the country.

Strength is determined by cultivation, inherited by family bloodline, and almost every emperor in the court is a true emperor and has great power.

As a royal family, the behemoth that can dominate the imperial court can imagine its own strength.

Wang Anxu tried his best to hug the thigh of the county lord of Jincheng, so as to become a relative of the emperor to some extent, and with the help of the county lord of Jincheng, he could also become a monk and grasp the real right to speak, which was much better than ordinary promotion and wealth.

Even once the two of them gave birth to the bloodline and inherited the secret method inheritance of the royal family, he really had a firm foothold in this world where monks were in power.

In the face of such temptation and ambition, he resolutely killed his wife.

After all, it is not easy to find a noble girl like the county lord of Jincheng.

After briefly combing his thoughts, Wang Anxu is still curious about where this is?

Could it be that the county lord is making fun again?

Where is she?

Looking left and right, his eyes widened soon.

Through the single-sided glass, he clearly saw the big bed that was shaking violently, and saw a thrilling scene that made him feel thrilled.

Two familiar faces, the people he was sorry for for the wealth, the two people who had died were actually lingering with a strange man in front of his eyes.

The fiancée of his noble daughter, the county lord of Jincheng, who was still lying next to him, did not have the usual arrogance in front of him, but was lying on her stomach obediently, like a dog wagging its tail.

"It must be a dream!"

"It must be a dream!"

Wang Anxu was so angry that his heart beat high and his face became red.

Peng~

Alack~

Wang Anxu only felt a heart attack, held his hands, and his eyes were even darker, and he fell to the ground together, and his whole body began to tremble, and the whole person was like a sheep going crazy.

The portable space is the shaping of the essence of the soul, and what is happening in it, Fu Qiu naturally knows it in his heart.

At this moment, feeling the situation in the pavilion, Fu Qiu, who was busy fighting, immediately frowned.

"With such a poor psychological quality, is it worthy of being Chen Shimei?"

Fu Qiu was a little surprised, in his mind, Wang Anxu should at least be a guy with a gloomy mind and a deep city, and his psychological quality should not be so bad.

"Lang Jun! Come on!"

After a momentary pause, the beautiful woman on the side began to urge.

Fu Qiu didn't have the heart to think about it, Wang Anxu's existence was just to satisfy his temporary bad taste.

The happiness in front of him is real, he laughed, and the skill of controlling the ball was perfected, starting a new round of conquest.

In the early morning, the path was full of earthy smell, and the grass next to it was hung with dewdrops. ….

A car blazes a new trail at top speed.

……

A day later, a few people washed up a little.

Soon arrived at the loft next door.

"Dead?"

"Just dead?"

Looking at Wang Anxu's corpse, Mei Sanniang kicked a few times unwillingly.

Chen Yuehui on the side also looked displeased.

Fu Qiu smiled and explained, "This kid's psychological quality is not good, he saw what he shouldn't see, and he was directly angry."

"Just dead, that's too cheap for him?

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Mei Sanniang's face was unwilling, she could be said to hate Wang Anxu to the core, and anyone who suffered the same style of killing his son and wife was like this.

Chen Yuehui on the side echoed it, if it is said that Sanniang is just meeting a negative person, she is equivalent to the female version of Wu Dalang, which is even rarer.

Fu Qiu smiled lightly, raised his hand and grabbed it, and a somewhat ethereal and illusory soul appeared in his palm, which was Wang Anxu's soul.

He was a bent and stretchable person, and after realizing the situation, he was kowtowing to the three of them vigorously, and his mouth was still saying words of repentance.

Fu Qiu stretched out his hand, sealed his perception, and said to the two women beside him, "Don't worry, the body is dead, the soul is still there, and I have a good way to punish people recently."

"Let his soul be whipped for ten years, and then put his soul in the fire of the netherworld, the ice of the mysteries, and torture him repeatedly, so that he cannot survive or die."

"And the so-called eighteenth layer of Infernal Hell, I want him to enjoy it again, don't worry."

Fu Qiu said, the eyes of the two women became brighter and brighter.

Mei Sanniang even said, "I'll swing the whip when the time comes."

Fu Qiu nodded, "It's okay."

At this moment, Chen Yuehui looked at the county lord of Jincheng.

Although the two were comrades-in-arms on the same front before, it was difficult for her Chen Dalang to have a good impression of this Ximen Jincheng County Lord.

With a flattering smile on his face, the county lord of Jincheng carefully explained: "Good sister, it wasn't me who asked him to kill you, I thought he would think of a way to divorce you at most, but I didn't think about it, this guy is so ruthless."

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"He's such a character, ambitious, climbing up layer by layer, even without me, he would have found the rest of the people that day, and if he sent his sister to someone else's bed one day, it was very likely, it's no wonder I'm not guilty."

Before Chen Yuehui could speak, Mei Sanniang began to hug each other, and she snorted coldly: "No matter how much you explain, you are also a female godhusband and silver woman."

The county lord of Jincheng looked aggrieved: "People are debauched by nature, but they don't want to harm people."

"A poisonous scholar like Wang Anxu, people are afraid when they see it, he can kill my sister, and in a few years, he can kill me and climb to a higher position."

"I was planning to find a chance to dispose of this guy after a while, I really think that the palace is something he can climb?"

She pulled Fu Qiu's arm, her clothes half-concealed, and her face was pitiful.

Obviously, she has long realized that it is not the two daughters who can decide her future, but Fu Qiu.

Moreover, Fu Qiu brought her unprecedented enjoyment last night.

At this moment, she looked at this man, her eyes were full of tenderness, as if she was looking at some kind of peerless treasure, and her heart was hanging on it.

In her heart, her strong possessiveness has reached the highest point.

In the hope of the county lord of Jincheng, in the future, even if he finds an opportunity to turn the tables, he is reluctant to hurt him and kill him.

I'm going to imprison him in bed for the rest of my life, and he's mine.

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