My claws must be on it

"Teacher Feng, I still don't quite understand this movement..." After class, the girl caught up with the tall, sharp and beautiful woman, asking about the dance movements.

The long-legged woman in the windbreaker was letting off her long, high-tacked hair. Her black hair was as smooth as a waterfall, and her deep black eyes looked down. Slowing down the pace, the mellow voice is lowered, appearing ascetic and gentle:

"The last move? It's..."

The girl couldn't help but blushed in this thoughtfulness, and she was distracted for a while when she peeked at Teacher Feng's seriously lowered brows and eyes, and the slender eyes with slightly tucked-in ear hair.

She listened to the explanation in a dizzy manner, without listening to a word at all.

Seeing her confused face, the tall slender woman smiled and said, "It's okay, the explanation is more abstract, and it will be easier to understand after a demonstration. You can practice the steps ahead at home, master the rhythm and range, and I will solve these in the next class." .”

This beautiful woman is her new personal dance teacher.The girl is a young lady, her family conditions are very good, her parents want to train her to be a little lady, she has been learning dance since she was a child, and the teachers she hired are all well-known figures in the industry.

However, although Teacher Feng is not well-known compared to her previous personal teaching, she seems to have entered the industry recently, but the girl who has studied dance for more than ten years finds that she is very powerful, flexible and explosive, and has a strong control over the timing and rhythm of dancing. No.1 I have seen.

And she is so beautiful and considerate and patient, as long as she has a problem, she has never been impatient, which makes the girl's desire for intimacy reach its peak.

……

The girl stroked her flushed cheeks: "Then how about... why don't you add my contact information, teacher!" After she finished speaking, her face became hot, and she leaned over and pulled the teacher's sleeve, and for some reason kept explaining :

"In that case, I can ask the teacher questions more conveniently, and I can also take a video for the teacher to check, and I can hand out any homework the teacher has... Don't think too much about it, I'm really sorry..."

The delicate smell of perfume on the girl's body approached her, making the woman think of something.She smiled, concealed and pulled back calmly: "It's okay, don't be embarrassed."

The girl closed her mouth and stared blankly at Teacher Feng's lazy smile, her eyes widened.

So she never expected that Teacher Feng's second sentence would be a bit narrow-minded, "Because I can't add you."

"Ah... ah?"

"Sorry, I pay more attention to privacy and personal space, and work and life are two yards apart." The woman smiled apologetically: "See you in the next class."

After she finished speaking, she stopped the taxi, stepped up with her long legs, her slightly gray eyes flashed across, and the car door closed.

Before the girl could react, she waved blankly: "Goodbye, goodbye..."

----

As she said, "Feng Xun" attaches great importance to personal privacy. She doesn't even take a taxi directly to the apartment, but chooses to get off at the intersection two streets away from it, and goes to the supermarket to buy some fruit along the way.

In modern society, neighbors don’t know each other, and those who are close only know that a new woman has moved to 410 and lives with someone who seems to be her sister, but they don’t know anything about the past employment experiences of relatives and friends.

But even if interested people inquire or check, they can only find out her social trends from a few years ago.

This woman named Feng Xun seemed to have come from out of thin air a few years ago. A few years ago, there was no news, and a few years later, she was born as a freelancer, together with all her information.

There is also her "sister" who often goes out without seeing people, and occasionally stays out at night and sometimes does not return at any time... If you peel off the plain and boring surface, they seem so mysterious.

……

The woman turned the key, and when she returned to the house, she was facing the door and pulled it shut. Suddenly, a vein popped out on her back, and it subsided in an instant.

...Because she didn't even have time to exert strength, she was already pressed against the door backwards, twisted so that she couldn't move, followed by a very thin sound

With a small "cough" sound, a pair of cold handcuffs were shackled around her wrists.

The woman immediately calmed down and mobilized her five senses.Behind her should be a woman, in her twenties or about ten or one meter, with steady breathing and strong arms, and her heartbeat is strong and peaceful, indicating that she is calm.

She moved her ears and heard a very slight electric current.

"Feng Xunyun."

With a voice filtered by electricity, he sneered and said the name of a wanted criminal worth tens of thousands of dollars.

……

Feng Xun... Feng Xunyun.

There is a difference of one word, and there is an invisible connection between the mediocre dance teacher and the vigorous and vigorous thief. The former lives a peaceful but dull life, while the latter is a cheetah in the clouds who steals the sky and changes the sun with a hundred steps.

How many black and white hunters and sinners have spit out this name, caught her but never kept her.

There will always be her place in the central prison, and she will always be at large, free and unrestrained with a flying lazy smile.

However, the dreadful and eye-catching joy, after which his identity is exposed, and he is once again forced into another world where he can't breathe.

……

Feng Xunyun leaned against the door and remained silent, unprecedentedly calm.

The woman behind her smiled comfortably:

"Didn't you expect that? After being silent for so long, Jinpenxi is still a dream. How do you feel now?

Think more about your past splendor and freedom, that is your only consolation in this life in prison. "

The figure of the man who was close to her was slender, but unexpectedly powerful, and the exquisite and delicate fragrance wrapped around the tip of her nose, making her a little distracted.

Feng Xunyun is a snitch, he steals first-class museums and international jewelry exhibitions, his ears listen to precision switches, his nose smells chemical gases, his body is flexible and sensitive, and he can even pass through some simple laser nets, so it's natural to use Handy with a sneak attacking woman.

This person has an exquisite figure and a sense of thin muscle lines. Feng Xunyun is a little embarrassed to feel it too carefully. He can only smell the faint mellow fragrance of her body, and a light layer of sweat drenches his skin...

I can imagine that above her neckline, the sweat is stuck along the line and slowly penetrates into the collarbone.

Embellished in the meantime, the light of gems flickers.

... Presumably, she was still a dusty woman, with the fragrance of the garden moon on her body, who somehow slipped into the lair of the thieves' ancestors.

……

"My name is Feng Xun, not Feng Xunyun. And if you break into a private house, you will be imprisoned."

Thinking about it, Feng, I don't know how many times I have entered the palace, Old Youtiao Xunyun, the old god said in a flat tone: "I don't understand what you are talking about..."

"What else is there to hide?" The voice in the voice changer laughed sarcastically: "I'm a policeman with a search warrant. Since I can find you, haven't I found out where you are from?"

"You don't understand... No matter how much evidence there is, if you have to admit it yourself, that's called a 'confession'." Feng Xunyun replied weakly.

"What's the point of that?" The people behind her began to lean closer to her neck, and their bodies became tighter and tighter. They exhaled towards the side of her neck, their lips and teeth pressed together, and said ambiguously: "Besides... isn't your sentence an indirect admission? .”

"That can't be done." Feng Xunyun wanted to move away a little uncomfortably, and explained the basics to her: "If you handcuff me, I can retract the confession and say it was torture. You stood against me at the door, this is called violent interrogation, and the result Not accepted."

"...Oh." The person behind raised his eyebrows and relaxed a little.

"..." Feng Xunyun's mind became active for a moment, he accumulated energy on his feet, and said with doubts on the surface: "What? You really want to untie the handcuffs for me—"

There was a strong wind under my feet, and it stopped abruptly.

There was a slight "click", and the person behind him smiled faintly, and looked down at the feet of the two hooked together.

She had been prepared to resist Feng Xunyun's kick back, covered her eyes with one forward, and led her to the sofa on the right side of the French window, smiling:

"that

Not really, since it's not accepted... I plan to go through the violent interrogation to the end. After finishing speaking, afraid that she would not know that "violence" seemed colored, she stuck out her tongue and licked her earlobe...the ears turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Feng Xunyun: "..."

Feng Xunyun muttered in a low voice: "Little rascal."

The man didn't hear it either, so he tripped Feng Xunyun and lay on his back with force, half of his body fell on the sofa, his legs neatly folded on the rattan chair beside him, and his hair fell messily.

"What's more, what are the handcuffs? You should get used to it... you've worn it so many times." After teasing, she pinched the chain between it and asked Feng Xunyun to cut it back.

... Feng Xunyun's eyes were covered again, her hair was disheveled, her legs were slack, and she was handcuffed, that made people jealous, and that calm and breezy appearance made people want to kiss her so much.

After listening to her, she didn't care, and smiled slowly: "No, it's the first time to do it." She couldn't help but sigh, there are so many ways to play when you are young...

"Nonsense!" The visitor laughed loudly:

"Feng Xunyun, I know you, you have a pair kissed by a devil, they are as fast as lightning.

You became famous in your fourteenth year, and the first thing you stared at was the Warring States Department... It was a tour exhibition, which immediately alarmed the task force, and assigned you a department in charge, and the legend has continued since then. "

"You were already well-known in the police circle when you committed the crime alone. Joining the Changtian team is even more powerful. You and them are like treasures of the forbidden curse. Being targeted is tantamount to disappearing, sooner or later."

"Antiques, jewellery, artwork, jewellery, calligraphy and painting..."

"Museums, private residences, commercial performances, exhibitions..."

"As long as you decide, it's yours."

She smiled like every treasure, and every time she said a word, the smile on Feng Xun Yunben's face, whose eyes were covered, grew a bit more:

"You are all on the blacklist of the National Security Bureau. I remember that the number of arrests on the list is more than one slap! How dare you say that you have never been handcuffed. Pretend to be a good person? Or do you want to pretend to be an ordinary thief? It already knows you. "

Feng Xunyun listened, and seemed to return to the unscrupulous drinking and singing in the past, the corners of his mouth were raised in joy - he came back to his senses when he heard the last sentence, and narrowed his eyes comfortably, the tone was light and shallow, and the content The language is not amazing and endless:

"Hey, the ones in the prison have worn them, but the ones on the bed haven't."

----

Li Wutian: "..."

Li Wutian let go of Feng Xunyun's eyes, his rounded phoenix eyes were depressed, and he threw away the voice changer, and complained with a puckered mouth: "Sister Xunyun, you've learned badly, you're making fun of me."

"Ask you to pretend to scare me?" Feng Xunyun snorted, "When did you come back?"

"Just today, I'll be back after the task is completed!" Li Wutian took out the diamond and said aggrievedly: "I came back to give you a surprise! Who knew..."

Her eyes were round and round, and she looked ferocious and about to cry: "I smell other women's perfume on your sleeve! Sister! I think you retired as a dance teacher just to hook up with young and beautiful girls!

That's too much!I worked so hard to do the missions and Uncle Liao 'got' things, but you actually did this kind of thing behind my back! "

The more you talk, the more artificial you are.Feng Xunyun clicked his tongue: "Are you an actor? You love acting so much."

Li Wutian snorted and restrained his exaggerated expression, but serious stubbornness appeared in his eyes: "I just don't like them getting too close to you."

Feng Xunyun looked at her for a while, and his mouth was almost covered with oil.She chuckled happily: "I know. At that time, she came over and I hurriedly retreated... The dog at home has a good nose."

Li Wutian: "..."

Well, a dog's nose is a dog's nose.

……

Feng Xunyun looked amused, and stretched over: "Release the handcuffs."

Li Wutian rolled his eyes: "I don't."

Feng Xunyun suddenly felt a little bad

Premonition: "..."

黎无

Tian suddenly pursed his lips and smiled, turned around and threw her down: "Sister Xunyun..."

This girl is acting cute just because she wants to do bad things. While she has an innocent face and a bad heart, she has been fooled many times.

"No," Feng Xunyun got goosebumps when he saw her acting like a spoiled child: "There's no need to discuss it, so hurry——hmm!"

Li Wutian sealed her mouth, untied her left hand and right handcuffs together with the handcuffs next to the sofa so that she couldn't run away, stuck out her little tongue to lick the corners of her mouth and began to move all the way down, and began to move dishonestly, chaotically He exhaled in a low voice, speaking extremely fast, with a vague kiss:

"Try it out, if you feel uncomfortable, return it..."

"..." Feng Xunyun's eyes gradually lost sight, his neck was raised up, his face full of anger and amused.

... This little bastard.

……

After a long time, Feng Xunyun couldn't take it anymore, stretched out his legs and kicked her, panting and said: "Stop making trouble—it's so late, I haven't cooked yet..."

"Sister Xunyun, you can't do this! What have you done to me, just let me go?" Li Wutian interrupted her, muttering that he couldn't get up, and showed her the bruises on his body: "I still Want it!"

Feng Xunyun saw a red cloud, and felt ashamed: "Don't be so..." He changed the subject abruptly: "It's too late! Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm hungry." Li Wutian licked his lips: "But nothing tastes as good as Miss Xunyun..."

Sister Xunyun's legs are long and straight, full of vigor, her waist is full and strong and flexible, her cheeks are flushed, and her deep eyes are full of water... How bad is it that she looks hot all over her body.

Feng Xunyun's ears felt hot when he heard it: "Shut up! Let me go!"

"I don't! I'm going to handcuff Sister Xunyun and make you cry!" She moaned.

"..." After all, Feng Xunyun was actually thin-skinned, and she almost vomited blood when she heard such smug words!

……

Li Wutian didn't finish this sentence, a metal thing was flew over and almost threw her.

She quickly dodged, half stood up and took two steps back——

It was found that Feng Xunyun's face was full of anger, half leaning on the sofa, his hair slipped down his beautiful shoulders, and the traces on his neck stretched ambiguously... Ben's handcuffed left side moved freely.

Are you kidding... This kind of old-fashioned ring metal cuffs can't even hold 12-year-old Feng Xunyun!After she was arrested and identified, the assigned guards had always printed handcuffs to fit her wrists, and now there are models of her wrists in the police department...

----

Li Wutian was dumbfounded: "Sister Xunyun, you, you, you..."

"Broken child..."

Feng Xunyun glanced at her and picked up his clothes, not wanting to hear her nonsense.

"Sister Xunyun, why are you going?"

Feng Xunyun was angry: "Let's go. Wash the vegetables, cook, or wait for you to cry for me?"

"No... Sister Xunyun..."

"Speak up when you have something to say, hesitating."

……

"Well, that, Miss Xunyun...so I could have handcuffed you a long time ago—"

"roll."

Chapter 218 (Pay attention to the design of people to avoid lightning) Waiting for the fake to come true (four in one) It is recommended that readers who cannot accept the mental patient design skip this world (for details, refer to the teacher-student chapter and Gu Chuanjin article)

! : Slag attack haunts.Enter carefully.

----

【World: Eastern Fantasy】

【Grade: S】

【Target: Lou Ke】

【Executor: Shangzhixin】

【load】

【2050100】

【Loading successfully】

[The mission world opens]

[I wish the implementation a success! 】

Fengtian Temple.

The ministers stared at each other with swords drawn, as if no one was convinced, with various arguments and opinions in their mouths, and the debate was fierce.

"In my opinion, this battle should be fought...it must be fought. There must be no compromise on matters of principle, otherwise, no one will dare to touch my Great Xia's Tianwei." Mr. Prime Minister's voice is gloomy.

"Tianwei...?" A doctor next to him let out a mocking syllable from his nose with a "fur":

"Prime Minister, you are young and angry. After all, you have no hair on your mouth. Do you know how the cash situation is? Fight? The Allied Forces, you can fight as soon as you say?——We negotiated peace in order to gain a little respite."

"Respite meeting? Who will give you the meeting?" The main combat faction smiled fiercely: "The alliance of nations, they want to 'rectify the king's heart'... Who doesn't know that their intention is to stir up the war situation."

That's right... Who doesn't know that they are all determined to compete with each other.

And the deer to be chased, the Lord of the World, propped his head on the couch and squinted his eyes, taking a leisurely doze.As for whether she listened to what everyone said or not, no one knew.

……

In the ancient eastern world, magic and martial arts coexisted, and people here were born with blood. "Bloodline" determines a person's spiritual talent and combat power. The most powerful family is "Shang", followed by "Du Baishi" from the inner family, and "Qin You He Xu" from the four outer families.

It is precisely because of the naked high and low bloodlines that the laws of "violence" and "the winner is king" are engraved, and objective conditions determine that the world has almost always continued imperialism.

But the so-called long-standing must be divided, the general trend of the world over the past century seems to have opened a hole for the ruler to invade, revealing a faint dawn: that is the youth and incompetence of the new emperor surnamed Shang.

As the head of the eight surnames, each of the Shang surnames is extremely powerful, leading the survival of mankind in the era when the demon tower in the north was broken and evil spirits raged.

But in the new generation before Shangzhi, something went wrong.

The sudden rise of the rest of the surnames made the former kings of Shang a little bit in a hurry, and the Shang surnames were not without flaws—they had few offspring, and when it came to the new generation of Shangzhi, there were only a few elders and young children left.

The new year of Shangzhi is young, and the power of the bloodline has not yet awakened. How could it be possible to support this precarious dynasty after the death of King Shang.

……

But judging by her appearance, she doesn't care much about state affairs.She has a headache, doesn't like to be noisy, and has a moody personality. If the situation is not really urgent, the courtiers will never bite the bullet and report to her for consultation.

Shang Zhixin really had a headache, so he went to sleep in a grandiose manner.But this guy squinted for a while, and some thoughts suddenly appeared in his head.

The life of Whispering...the grotesqueness that has never been seen before...the goal that must be achieved...it's ridiculous, how could there be any "must" in front of her Shangzhixin.

But there seemed to be some important changes in her body, after careful consideration, it was clear that there was nothing.But she is not happy if she can't understand things, and she likes to see people's bad luck when she is unhappy.

……

"You can't say that, just try to be brave and don't change—" So the doctor was arguing more deeply just now, but unexpectedly was interrupted:

"Song Aiqing, you are so noisy."

This sound is very characteristic.With the hoarseness of a teenager that has not faded away, the voice is a little lazy, and the tail is slightly raised and trembling. It sounds

Some frivolous nervousness.

The tyrant glanced over lazily, and opened his mouth full of displeasure.

As soon as these words came out... the whispering and red faces instantly froze, and the anxious and active atmosphere seemed to be thrown into ice.A companion is like a tiger, the killing intent of the person on the seat is not something that the people below can bear at will.

... Shang Zhixin actually has a pair of big and slender peach blossom eyes, the corners of which are thin and slightly turned up, but they should be charming and intoxicating mist, but inside they are only accumulations of murderous aura that is always eager to try.

Song Qingli was startled, the words in his mouth were suddenly blocked in his throat, and he knelt down stiffly: "The Lord atones for sin."

Putting it elsewhere, Shang Zhixin, the dog emperor, should be scolded to death by the memorial.At the time of life and death, all the ministers gathered together to make suggestions for the empire. You emperor doesn’t preside over the overall situation, but you still sleep... you don’t talk about sleep, and you scold the loyal and loyal people for "disturbing you to sleep". Sending the rhythm of subjugation...

But the fact is that, looking back at the scene just now, even though it was a heated argument between courtiers approaching the city at such a critical moment, the two factions wished to eat each other's people, but they all had one thing in common——

Coincidentally, they subconsciously lowered their voices... just because the young monarch on the seat just fell asleep at this moment.

That was the result of accumulating prestige. Under the overwhelming violence, even they dared not speak out.That is, even the flash of anger in my heart will be overwhelmed by fear in an instant.

It can be seen that the young co-lord of the world was unable to control the dynasty well, not because of incompetence, but because of tyranny in his bones.

A capable tyrant is not as good as a foolish one who is easy to manipulate.

……

"Okay, it depends on your intentions." Shang Zhixin sneered twice, and snapped his fingers in a drawn out voice: "Shadow Guard."

All the ministers got up and knelt down, all looking concerned.

Merchants raise shadow guards, if they come out, they will see blood, and if they see blood, they will die.Tyrants come out to kill people, although they are still repressed, to be honest, they are used to it.

Song Qingli's face also turned ashen when he heard the words.But for someone who dared to set foot on the Fengtian Temple, he had already thought about the worst possible outcome.So at this time, he actually dared to raise his head, and even spoke bitterly and generously:

"The atonement of the Lord, since it is now today, although you may not want to hear so much from the old minister, I still want to say it."

"The way to be a king is to save the people first. You should be benevolent, righteous, loyal and filial. Only then can all directions be accepted, and all nations will come to congratulate you. But today, it is just the opposite, violent and capricious. Lord... this is what you should change You must know that the banners set by rebellious ministers and thieves are exactly the cruelty and ruthlessness of the emperor's heart."

He straightened up after bowing again, and said coolly: "Although Song is a scholar, he still doesn't take life and death seriously. He died for my great summer, and he died well."

……

After the voice fell behind, there was a moment of silence in front of the hall.

Crack, crack, crack.Shang Zhixin clapped his hands slowly: "Zhengjun's heart...?" She paused every word, smacking this sentence...Suddenly she showed her white teeth and smiled: "Look...they feel lonely The heart needs to be 'right'."

Her tone revealed an undisguised sense of danger: "But Song Aiqing, you are not afraid of dying for the dynasty, are you?"

Song Qingli suddenly felt cold.But after thinking about it, he really didn't understand that he, an old man who puts life and death aside, had nothing to be afraid of: "...Yes."

"Hahaha." The tyrant clapped his palms and smiled, making everyone's hair stand on end, before he stopped leisurely and wiped the corners of his eyes.It was only after the last sentence that her courtiers understood what it meant to be "extremely violent".

……

She said: "Of course I won't kill you, Song Aiqing... I am in a precarious summer and I am employing people. Without you, where can I find Doctor Shangshu?"

"I'm just thinking of Aiqing's only son... the servant of the Song family? He broke something yesterday... a useless thing, not even the slightest bit of talent and ability of his father. The old man is so beautiful, this son is really a stain."

She coughed in a random voice

gloomy,

Lazily waving at the shadow guard, what to do and who to kill, the meaning is already obvious:

"Go, don't let the orphan see the blood."

……

Everyone was stunned and terrified, and the peach blossom eyes under the eyelashes were misty... It was the stamen from the tree that grew up sucking blood.

Yes, there is no technical content in killing people, she just likes to watch people despair.

----

The courtiers withdrew, but Shang Zhixin felt a little helpless.

She tried to recall Song Qingli's suddenly disheartened and desperate expression after his legs went limp and fell to his seat, and the more restrained appearance of everyone's strange fright, with a joyful arc drawn at the corners of his mouth.

…Song Shangshu is young and promising, and has a strong character from young to old. He is the standard template for all scholar-bureaucrats.But he is human after all.Song Shangshu always has a son, that's his only weakness... That's why it's interesting.

Shang Zhixin has been busy studying Lou Ke recently, and has no time to train them, but it almost made them forget what kind of person their Lord is—her bad smell is that life is worse than death.

Let the dark clouds shroud again... Having chosen this place, they will not live in fear for a day.

……

In the end, Shang Zhixin sent everyone away, and he only said "I know what I know" after the murder.

But this number is not a very good number... As Song Shangshu said, everyone outside is staring at each other, but the co-lord forces are extremely pitiful.There is a saying that is true, "Big Xia is at a time when the wind and rain are precarious and employing people."There are not many people standing by her emperor's side, and there are very few capable and useful people.

What's more, with her style, even those who stand beside her will inevitably have pimples in their hearts and have their own calculations.

But she doesn't care so much, even if she dies because of her own sins, she will not change.

……

Shang Zhixin picked up the cricket from the servant, rubbed his temples, teased him, and suddenly remembered something.She moved her grass roots and supported her head, and started to try again, wanting to change someone, and then froze: "Speaking of which, where is the Lou Ke? Do you dare to come to discuss state affairs alone?"

The waiter just changed, and he is not used to being frightened. Hearing these words, there was murderous intent in his heart, and he knelt down with a thump, Zhan Zhanwei: "My lord, General Lou is not...not tortured in prison. ……"

"Punishment? What kind of punishment?" Shang Zhixin was taken aback, his memory suddenly blurred, and he was rather dissatisfied: "Who made her go?"

This question is pure bullying, who in such a huge palace has a habit of tormenting other than her, Shang Zhixin?After hearing this, the waiter didn't know how to answer it. If he just said "you let her go"...you have to move your head, right?

Fortunately, during the moment when he was stiff, the bastard's memory came back vaguely:

It is indeed because the building guest is too annoying.If you want to say who in this palace hates discussing new ideas the most, it must be Lou Ke.

There was something wrong with this person, she seemed to have no nerve of fear, and it was too late for others to hide from her. She knew that the emperor was annoying her to death, so she kept coming closer.

Pedantic and stubborn, he worships all the principles, and his mouth is full of "God, this is not in line with reason" and "That is not in line with reason".

It made Shang Zhixin want to deal with her... In short, if there is any punishment in prison recently, Lou Ke should be the first to know.

Shang Zhixin occasionally thought, she is not sure if she is a sadist, but Lou Ke is a masochist, it must be true, right?He came up to fan her.

But this time, Shang Zhixin felt like he was going to die. After pushing her inside for more than a day, everything probably rolled around his body. If he didn't call to stop, he should be out of breath.

……

But how much does it matter to her if a courtier is beaten and loses his temper?

Lou Ke has a long history with her.The wrong things she did before, according to her own words, are "ten thousand deaths are to blame", and deceiving the king is not a trivial matter - Shang Zhixin was a fool, and he didn't punish her, but she turned around... ...that would be a death sentence.

kindness in

There is no room for Shang Zhixin to exist here—but she can turn a deaf ear to Lou Ke's crime of deceiving the emperor because of her fickle personality, and life and death are only in her mind.

...But she obviously has no reason to let this thing go, right?But what he said was subconsciously dissatisfied: "Call me back." At the end, he said a sentence: "She is really lazy."

The waiter's face was still stupid: "..." This is too fucking frightening.

……

On the contrary, she frowned after she finished speaking, she didn't expect to let Lou Ke out—but she didn't think much about it.She understood her character, but thought it was caused by the indecision in her bones——

Shang Zhixin is an unprecedented tyrant, not to mention Ye Zhi's crying, which is enough to make people shun him.Every word is cruelty condensed from flesh and blood and screams, it is the cry of a wronged soul on the ferocious fangs.

The bloodline of the Shang surname gave her the power and ability to commit violence, and she herself is worthy of the name of cold-blooded, rebellious, vicious and reckless.In the past one year, the Golden Luan Hall was filled with fishy smell almost every day, and she always wanted to decapitate other people's paws, skin them and convulse them, ransack their families and kill their clans.

And it's not just talk, Shang Zhixin is happy to personally punish people.She knew nothing about torture, and some of the methods she devised were brutal.

Blood makes her happy, and despair is her best pastime—but at the same time, she is not the kind of natural devil who has red eyes and wants to soak in a blood vat. Know what you want to do next second.

This is the more troublesome point: her moodiness makes Shang Zhixin unpredictable, and her cruelty is haphazard and untraceable.

This kind of person is the co-lord of the world, and it is really a proper villain configuration.

……

The Great Xia was inside, the king of Shang was relentless and capricious, and the world had suffered for a long time. The Great Xia was outside, and a young girl was born out of nowhere, and at the young age of [-] years, she sat on the top seat of the Alliance Army.

She is unparalleled in beauty and fame, and she seems to have captivated many princes, nobles, capable people and refined scholars with a glance and a smile.But what's even more wonderful is that she's amazingly talented, brilliant, brilliant, and enlightened... The soft girl's name is the distinctive "Ming Yongliang", not like a daughter, but like a man with a crown.

She seems to be grasping the laws of heaven, and all kinds of wonderful and avant-garde ideas follow one after another: "All men are created equal", "The rule of law replaces the rule of man", "Constitutional republic"... It is overwhelming.

You must know that these complete and thorough definitions and ideas came to this land too early, and how much shock and embarrassment these people living under the "imperial power" were caused by the superiority of tearing time and space.

...like a heavy hammer on the ancient and fortified empire, bringing restless false "hope".

----

This is a side story, and Shangzhixin, the capital of the imperial capital, knows very little about it, let alone General Lou, who is in prison.

In fact, Lou Ke is not very old, he can be in his twenties, with a slender figure, tall and straight and gentle.She has a clean and neat appearance, but she is unobtrusive, probably because of her restrained and low-key temperament.

Said to be a general, she looks more like a gentle son or a Confucian scholar, her eyebrows are not decisive, but calm and quiet, seemingly harmless...but now this kind of harmlessness is better described as "very pitiful".

Because General Lou is now bound and chained to the torture rack, and his thin white clothes are messy with blood and stains in summer.

She was covered in cold sweat, leaning on the rack and the iron chains to stand firm, with her low hair messily fitting her ischemic cheeks, her half-closed eyelids and eyelashes safe.

She was dreaming, and what she was dreaming of was a young girl in love.

……

The tone of the hot spring water is soft and trembling, and the eyes are shy and sharp at first sight.

"Sir... What's your name, sir?"

Lou Ruosu... My name is Lou Ruosu.

"Then, can I... call you Sister Lou?"

of course.

……

"Sister Lou,

why are you holding mine "

The girl looked very cautious, but her dodging eyes were full of joyful panic.

because I like you.

She answered in a low voice. ……because I like you?

……

The little girl is like all the girls who fall in love, they circle around her sweetly and happily.But the combination of a family diner and a prominent lady is too nondescript, enough for people to point out—and to continue this relationship, one party really needs to spend a lot of effort...

Lou Ke warned himself that since he intends to do it, he can't go back on his word, and he doesn't need to feel guilty.

Besides, it should be fine... The girl is so delicate and prominent, and she is so carefully hidden, even without her, she can live well.

So she chose to hold hers.

……

The innocent voice was still whispering in her ear: "Sister Lou, if the Lou family and I fall into the water together, which one would you save first?"

Immediately afterwards the voice became emotionless and repeated: Which one do you save first?

Echoes echoed round and round in her mind.

……

"Jiao Jiaoer..." She closed her eyes tightly, and spat out a few sounds from her throat, but the bloody phlegm was too heavy for people to hear clearly.

……

"General Lou... General Lou!"

In the end, a certain voice woke her up, and she was startled. Then she opened her eyes with difficulty, and looked weakly at the person in front of her.

As for the hallucination, she couldn't remember what dream she had immediately after it disappeared.

"It's fine if you wake up, it's fine if you wake up! You go with the servant, the servant is ordered to clean up your body... The Lord will see you."

The waiter quickly undid the chain, and accidentally touched the scratched wrist wound of the guest, making her tremble.I thought that the pain sensation had been numb after so much torture, but it turned out to be so sharp—a really terrible physique.

After listening to the waiter's words, Lou Ke became dizzy and couldn't figure it out.see her?What are you doing seeing her... She thought she couldn't survive.She thought for a while in doubt, but she couldn't understand Shangzhi's new thoughts, so she had to cooperate with her feet and wanted to get out of the iron box.