Chongming, April 3, April, sunny day

Since Yu Wang took the army class teacher back to the DPRK, the whole Fu Wangfu was cheering. After a month, the palace could still feel the festive atmosphere, but today there is a different place.

The solemn silence is entangled in the hall of the palace. Only the voice of the whip is ringing from time to time. The sound of the '啪啪' sounded on the flesh is a goosebump, and no one in the palace has dared to approach the hall. Take a detour.

The lobby is in the middle.

A person who was beaten by the whip was finally unable to bear it. The blood sprinkled on the ground, and the **** person who appeared in the head looked particularly miserable, but no one sympathized with him.

The people standing around the hall looked at this scene with no expression. They all had a breath of blood and blood, and they could almost be seen at a glance. They were all warriors who fought **** battles. What was miserable on the battlefield. I haven't seen it, breaking the broken hand and wearing the intestines are common pictures.

The blood-filled man lay down on the ground, his eyes were blurred by blood, and a whip was placed in the left eye. The whip traced down the face halfway down the face. He could only see a tall one. The figure came towards him, and a sense of oppression followed.

He opened his mouth and made a sound of '嗬嗬' in his mouth. He seemed to want to say something. One foot suddenly stepped on his chest. He didn’t have much strength. He coughed up a blood, and a few drops of blood spilled on the edge of the man’s shoes. .

"I...wow..." The **** face changed and spit out blood.

The foot that was stepping on his chest suddenly used a few more points. The force almost broke his sternum and pressed the original wound, making his entire face white and white.

However, men not only did not have the slightest sympathy, but continued to exert pressure. The people under their feet were distorted and began to struggle, but they only made themselves more painful. The blood flowed more and more, and the hall was filled with more and more **** smell. If this continues, he is likely to be trampled to death by a man.

Seeing that he is on the verge of death, others are still indifferent. In their view, this person is not enough to die for a thousand times, because the traitor does not need sympathy!

Just then, a rush of footsteps came in from outside the hall.

The people in the hall finally reacted, but they were all frowning. The general had told me that no one was allowed to come and disturb. Didn't he think there were people who didn't have long eyes?

The crowd immediately looked at a man with a foot on the renegade face, and the man’s eyebrows did not move.

The other side hesitated for a while outside the hall. It seemed that he finally got the courage to walk in and saw the **** picture in the hall. People came down as much as possible and looked down. It was the Li Guanjia of Fuwangfu.

The man’s threatening gaze fell on him, as if he said, 'If you don’t give him a satisfactory answer, he will dispose of him.’ Li’s hands can’t help but be scared. Even though he has been with him for a month, he still hasn’t. Can adapt, Wang Ye’s eyes always make him fearful and fearful, and he is also cautious in doing things, for fear of being punished.

"Wang, Wang Ye, someone outside wants to see." Li Guanjia said stuttering.

At this time, a young man standing on the right hand side of the man with a black scarf suddenly stunned him. He said coldly: "Wang Ye did not tell anyone to allow him to come and disturb, knowing what to do, so big courage!"

Li Guanjia was so scared that he immediately went down and looked at the man anxiously. "Please ask the king to forgive the sin. The villain is really in a hurry. The two people outside are holding the old Wang Hao’s token to say that you want to see you. The token is Yu Yupei. The jade, the villain can't delay, this is..." He has been working in the palace for more than ten years, knowing the importance of Yan Yupei to the old king, which is said to be the old lady who is reserved for the future granddaughter. The thing, he dare to delay!

"Is it ok?"

The man slowly opened his mouth, and the low and thick voice was not as cold as his appearance.

Li Guanjia nodded quickly. "The villain once saw Yu Yupei, it should not be wrong."

"Let them come in."

After getting the man's answer, Li Guanjia immediately left the depressing hall. After he went out, he was shocked that he had already wet a large piece. He still felt awkward and suddenly dared not think again. He tried to throw the picture he just saw. To the back of the brain.

Outside the Wangfumen, An Ziran, who was able to enter, looked at Li Guanjia, who was full of sweat. He couldn’t help but have some doubts, but he still suppressed this doubt, and Su Guanjia went to the hall in his next step.

Seeing the hall in front, An Ziran’s face suddenly changed slightly.

He smelled a trace of blood in the air, and as they approached the hall, the **** smell became thicker and thicker. He was almost certain that there should have been a **** thing in the hall of Fuwangfu, and it was very likely Out of life.

Until they reached the hall door, An Ziran immediately collected the expression on his face, not letting people see the slightest difference, and then entered the hall with Li Guanjia.

A thicker **** smell rushed to the surface, almost at first sight to see people lying on the ground flesh and blood.

An Ziran immediately caught the soft Sue butler. The old man saw this kind of cruel and **** picture for the first time. It was normal to bear it for a while. However, his abnormal reaction fell into the eyes of other people and he was particularly surprised.

After a while, An Ziran noticed that a person who fell on him had a sense of existence that made him unable to ignore it. He couldn't help but look up and slammed into a pair of deep, cold eyes like black vortex.