The woman hooked her lips and smiled coldly.
The laughter brought out the angry words: "Yan Jiu Ming wants to repeat his old tricks, and the bad luck of the Chongmen family is about to begin." ” When he said this, there was no mercy or concern.
It's all schadenfreude and anticipation.
Then he said word by word: "We don't need to fight too much in the future, just watch them fight, this fisherman's profit, Yan Jiuming will give it to us personally." ” "It's a big deal, I guess I'm going back to Beijing."
The man dragged out the end of the note, and seemed to be very interested in the refusal to return to Beijing.
Only he knows the implications.
The woman smiled: "This palace expects that Chongmen will never be so stupid, he must be able to see what Yan Jiuming wants to do." ” "What if you can see it?"
The man's voice was cold.
Said again: "Back then, Qin Xuanji laid half of the country for Yan Jiuming, but he left him a lot of things to stabilize the country, for example, moving the entire Chongmen family from the cold city back to the capital, it is estimated that now, the Chongmen family is under surveillance." ” He analyzed the current situation, and all of them were accurate: "The Chongmen family is under the control of Yan Jiuming, he is desperate, what kind of road can he go?"
” "Yes, even if he knew it was a killing game, he didn't have a choice."
Women think the same way as men.
She expected that she would come back.
"However, the heavy door is definitely not a turtle in an urn, and it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat."
The man said playfully, very interested in the next scene.
This scene of Yan Jiuming and Chongmen is very good-looking.
The woman who was held in his arms smiled coldly: "This imperial capital is about to change the sky, and it won't be long before the bloody storm will sweep across the entire palace, and when the time comes, there will be corpses all over the field." ” She seems to have seen such a scene.
This majestic and huge palace of luxury, wailing and bleeding flowed like a river, and the bones were indescribable at a glance.
This is Yan Jiuming's usual means.
His country is paved with bones.
Never mind killing.
As long as he can accomplish his great cause in the world, how many people will die will not be in his consideration.
It has always been a theorem.
The wind blew in through the crack in the window, slightly blowing the long white hair, and the woman's voice came softly and shallowly, and the warm hall covered her voice with an unusually soft halo.
It looks particularly long and beautiful.
Tsing Yi stood there, his body a little stiff.
I've heard it.
Yan Jiu was the queen of the family, and behind this, it was really a huge conspiracy.
A conspiracy to kill tens of thousands of people.
This huge shock was indigestible in her mind, and the only thing she could think of now was to go back and tell Shigemen Huan right away, and ask her what to do now.
However, she felt that Chongmen Huan should also see that this was a conspiracy.
Otherwise, she wouldn't be so serious.
When she was very entangled, she saw the man holding the woman's shoulder, his fingers gently pressed her shoulder, and while helping her over, he said softly and affectionately: "My heart is the most beautiful woman in the world. ” The woman was held by his shoulders and turned around.
The soft face of the city, the eyebrows gradually stretched out in the soft yellow candle flame, the tip of the eyebrows Gong Yuyan was red like blood, and the posture of the city was unforgettable.
Tsing Yi's eyes widened in astonishment, and the clay pot in his hand fell in response.