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Chapter 91: The Peerless King.


Heavy door, a shocking word.

She stood in the wind and rain, her clothes soaked by the rain, and the cold was no longer her body.

It's the heart.

This man is simply a perverted madman, making her his puppet and giving her the power to kill him.

Knowing that she wanted to kill him, she didn't care at all.

Instead, he instigated her to kill him!

"Where she ......"

The people of the Wang family chased after her, pointed in the direction where she was, and suddenly everyone came towards her, and the torches brightly lit up the darkness, and the dark and cold night gradually became noisy.

Shigemon was waiting for her to make a choice.

She knew that as long as she said she wouldn't go with him, he wouldn't save her.

He would watch her die.

This man can definitely do such a thing.

In fact, after thinking about it, becoming a puppet is not necessarily a bad thing for her.

At least, he's strong.

She still understands the truth that it is good to enjoy the shade with her back against a big tree.

This king of the iron-blooded cold realm has the power to conquer the world.

If you want to use the shortest time to connect with the forces of the DPRK and China, and say goodbye to Yan Jiu Nalan and Qin Yun, it is the best choice to rely on the heavy door.

But she knew, to become his puppet.

The price she has to pay is definitely bigger than she thought.

But so what?

As long as she can take revenge, she will do it.

Isn't it said that the heavy door is by no means?

Make him strong, and then kill him!

There will definitely be this day.

"I'll go with you!"

She lowered her head and clenched her fists to tense her body and make a choice.

She heard the wind whistling in her ears, blowing the robe of the cold man in front of her, and smelling the light incense emanating from him, and it entered her heart.

Her heart beats with the wind.

Suddenly, the pair of black winter boots appeared in his eyes.

The man reached out and pinched her chin, forcing her to look up.

He wore black gloves on his hands, but the chill came from her fingertips, and she had to look up at him with her head tilted.

In his cold and indifferent eyes, there was still no figure of her.

I can't get into his eyes.

He could only see the blood on her body in his eyes, which permeated his cold eyes.

The cruel words that came from his thin lips were the most real: "Chongmen Huan, you did the right thing!"

” She was stunned.

I don't know if he said that she did the right thing to kill the king's big official, or because of her choice, she chose the right one.

He didn't need her to understand.

The man pinched her jaw and used so hard force that he almost snapped her jaw bone.

The voice was cold: "Kill them!"

” Always cherish words like gold, but kill every word.

He was looking at her, but what he was saying wasn't to her.

Chang Ling, who was beside him, heard his words and gestured towards the shadows next to him.

Suddenly, a group of black-clothed men emerged from the darkness, holding silver hook guns in their hands, silver shining, and the cold light was awe-inspiring. pierced the darkness, and suddenly the sky was covered with blood.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the Wang family members who rushed up, and fell in a pool of blood with lightning speed.

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Those black-clothed men sprinkled an unknown liquid on their corpses, and in an instant, Chongmen Huan only smelled a foul smell, his eyes widened in horror, and those corpses, like a cloud of mist, dissolved without a trace.

Only a puddle of blood remained.

She looked back at the man, and the man let go of her and turned away.

The moment she turned her head, she could clearly see the blood-colored hatred in his eyes.

She froze.

Seeing those black-clothed people jumping over the wall, there was suddenly no sound in the Wang family, and the flames rose into the sky.

She looked at the man's back and took in his brutality.

He is a peerless prince who draped frost and hatred on his shoulders, and walked into the wind and rain, alarming this long historical mountains and rivers.