"What?"

Ji Caiyan avoided the hammer with a strong smell of blood in Ji Mu'an's hand, and looked at Ji Mu'an incredulously.

Eight or nine hundred people, this is considered a massacre.

If Ji Mu'an really killed so many people, then there were definitely more than eight or nine hundred people who actually died.

The news has not leaked out at all, Ji Caiyan and Ji Mu'an have not heard of it for three generations as emperors, I am afraid that the mansion of the eldest prince has killed a lot in order to cover up the facts.

"Hey...... Bones, bones. ”

Ji Mu'an looked at Ji Caiyan's evasive behavior, his eyes became more and more red, and the anger in his eyes became heavier.

Holding a hammer in his hand, he slammed towards Ji Caiyan's head.

Deadly moves.

Ji Mu'an knows martial arts, but there are not many, and the rules are chaotic.

Ordinary people are not his opponents.

Ji Caiyan is not an ordinary person.

Ji Mu'an killed so many people, and Ji Caiyan didn't have to show mercy.

Reaching out and grabbing Ji Mu'an's arm violently, the creaking sound of bones being bound sounded.

"Ahh

Ji Mu'an felt as if his arm was about to break, and as soon as his hand was released, the hammer fell to the ground.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Ji Caiyan showed no mercy, where it hurts, where it hurts.

Ji Mu'an, who was beaten, was trembling all over.

But he is not like the big tiger of Gouzhuang, he will be cowardly when he hurts, and the more pain he has, the heavier his anger will be.

The scarlet eyes stared at Ji Caiyan tightly, eager to kill her directly.

Red blood oozed from his mouth, and he lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of blood, carefully feeling the pain in his body.

The tyrannical factor became more and more manic.

"The first time Ben Shizi saw you was at a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and at that time Ben Shizi wanted to kill you."

"But I haven't had a chance to see you, this son wants to kill your little white rabbit look, and the bones are broken inch by inch."

"It's a pity that my father didn't take me to the banquet after that."

Ji Mu'an looked at Ji Caiyan's eyes, and they became more and more scarlet.

If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't beat Ji Caiyan, he would have liked to throw Ji Caiyan into pieces and throw them into a deep pit, letting a beautiful white flower rot and wither.

This feeling of destroying everything made him extremely intoxicated.

Actually, Ji Mu'an still kept some.

He was not welcomed in the royal palace, nor was he loved by his father.

When killing people and setting fires, they will not be particularly publicized, and there will be Ji Leqin to end up later.

Sometimes, in order not to attract the attention of the outside world, my father would also order others to finish up.

If he is the same as Ji Caiyan, he was born as the only son and only daughter of the prince, and the manic riot in his heart will be released vividly.

If he could be emperor, it would be good.

When you abuse others, you don't have to do it yourself.

I really want to know what kind of scene is the wine pond meat forest depicted in the script......

Ji Mu'an's eyes were like the eyes of a beast.

Ji Caiyan didn't see any human emotions in Ji Mu'an's eyes.

Ji Mu'an's leg had been broken by Ji Caiyan, and he couldn't make Ji Mu'an beg for mercy.

"Die! Go to hell! Die! ”

"Everybody's damned!"

"The so-called good things are damned!"

Ji Mu'an didn't know where the strength came from, so he stood up suddenly, dragged a broken leg, and rushed towards Ji Caiyan.

I don't know when there was an extra dagger in my hand.

This dagger should have been cut off for her when Ji Caiyan had her last breath left.

This dagger also wiped the necks of eight or nine hundred people.

He liked nothing more than to look at the desperate eyes of the tortured and dying people, who were cut through the neck little by little by the dagger.

That feeling, more than anything else in the world, appealed to him.

Ji Caiyan looked at the dagger that was gradually approaching him, and Ji Mu'an's crazy eyes.

He sighed slightly.

There is no help.

Ji Mu'an doesn't look like a normal person at all, even if he is an extremely vicious person, in the face of absolute strength, he will admit it.

It won't be like he doesn't have a little bit of emotions that belong to humanity.

Superandrogenic syndrome, perhaps carefully taught in the process of growing up, can become a normal human being.

But Ji Mu'an can't be corrected.

He lives, only more people will die.

Ji Caiyan narrowed his eyes, took a step back, and made a gesture towards the darkness.

Phew――

A stone sank into Ji Mu'an's temple steadily.

Ji Mu'an's hideous expression froze on his face, and the whole person fell to the ground uncontrollably.

There is no consciousness.

The moment he fell to the ground, the marquee floated in front of him.

One by one, pictures appeared in his eyes.

He saw a lot of people dying in his own hands, thinking of the experience of killing, Ji Mu'an had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

His short life seems to be very happy.

Do you have any regrets?

Yes, there is.

Why does the father only smile at Ji Muxiu's concubine, and only treat the concubine well?

Is it because of his damn mother?

Ji Mu'an couldn't figure it out, and she didn't have time to think about it.

Everything is a thing of the past, and it no longer exists.

Ji Caiyan stood in place, quietly looking at Ji Mu'an, her nominal cousin, who she ordered to kill.

Ji Caiyan didn't have any burden in his heart, because Ji Mu'an deserved to die.

Don't do it yourself, it's because Ji Caiyan doesn't want to kill her compatriots with her own hands, she has secret guards, there is no need to dirty her hands.

"Your Highness."

"One" appeared from the shadows and half-knelt in front of Ji Caiyan.

"Who is the eldest uncle following?"

Ji Caiyan asked.

After all, Ji Mu'an is the son of the Great Wangfu and the grandson of Wen Li, and it is unreasonable to die in Waste Wood Village.

A back-and-on man is needed.

Moreover, this back-handed man can still withstand scrutiny, and will even be actively helped by the eldest prince to hide.

So that the investigation will not continue.

"The eldest prince brought his side concubine, and his children brought Ji Leqin and Ji Muxiu."

"One" replied respectfully.

"Throw him on Ji Muxiu's bed."

Ji Caiyan had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the heart of the eldest uncle, Concubine Wan is his real concubine.

Wen Zheng just took the name of a concubine, and what he wanted to borrow was Wen Li's power.

Concubine Wan's child was recognized by the eldest emperor's uncle as his son-in-law.

If Ji Mu'an is found on Ji Muxiu's bed, presumably Uncle Huang will definitely help hide it.

Even if something is wrong, he will not continue to investigate, for fear of alarming Wen Li.

Ji Mu'an's death will not be leaked to Wen Li.

Because her eldest uncle wants to be the emperor, she wants Wen Li to help him.

And the reason why Wen Li helped him was, of course, for the sake of his grandson being the crown prince.

Ji Caiyan was really looking forward to what Uncle Huang's reaction would be.

"Yes!"

"One" responded, and Ji Mu'an walked in the direction of Youzhou with him on his shoulder.

Ji Caiyan didn't think about it, how could "one" person throw Ji Mu'an onto Ji Muxiu's bed unconsciously.

"One" also did not think about it.

Because "one" must be possible.

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