Kill That Man

In January, the people in the Sect were constantly praising the new Patriarch and thanking him for having such a benevolent Patriarch.

With her hard work, everyone lived happily ever after, and Polar Light increasingly smelled like a peach.

The new Patriarch took special care of the mortals and ran to Snowflake City for three days, making his disciples jealous of the mortals.

They don't know, however, that the mortals, everyone, are in bad luck once.

Well, Yu Qingyao did good deeds while quietly cursing. Nearly everyone in Snowflake City was little cursed once.

Yu Qingyao wants to accumulate a curse point, you know!

The elders and disciples in the sect have contributed. How can mortals be lazy? We must not be so thin as to treat each other equally.

At the beginning of September 9, Yu Qingyao felt it was a good day and should do something to make himself happy.

What makes her happy? Sheet man, is her favorite. It's just not convenient right now! I can't help it. The men she can get to now, they're all from Sect. These people honor her like God, and I'm afraid they don't love to distort themselves. It's inconvenient for her to carry the shelf of a monarch again.

Unexpectedly say one or two vague words, see your subordinates look sincere and frightened, it doesn't even lift up, you know?

Secondly, it's the private curse that makes her happiest.

Little curse, little happy; big curse, better let bad people die before she's really happy.

Yu Qingyao closed the door to thank the guests, letting people set up a lounge chair in the back garden of the Temple of Extreme Light, lying calmly on top, looking at the garden flowers, but the mind is already 10,000 miles away.

Interracial coalition forces have invaded the northern part of Qi, and are attacking and killing you with Qi troops.

The two armies staggered their teeth on thousands of miles of fronts.

Outside Qi's city pool, the long-armed prince is shining.

He has a platoon of ethnic slaves under his command who are shouting and shouting at Qi's army to come out and fight.

Only Qi's army in this city has been broken by him, and the gate cannot be closed.

The long-armed prince suddenly remembered and, in disdain, placed a table of wine in front of the gates of the city, sitting at the table eating and drinking himself.

After a sip of wine, he got drunk and fell into an empty wine bowl, pulling his sword and dancing in front of the two armies.

The height of the long-armed person is generally two meters out, the arms are spread out, but more than six meters. The prince holds two long swords, one meter and eight, and moves. The city people only see a series of knife mountains moving fast, and everyone sees the cold.

General Qi thought, "Damn, this war can't be fought. Our people were cut into seventy-eight pieces before they even touched their bodies.

Indeed, the prince is Yu Ruyi's apprentice. Yu Ruyi specially designed a sword method for his apprentice, and the prince passed the sword method on to elite men.

As soon as the war started, Qi Jun saw a heavy sword wave and a chill. Once in contact, the people in front were cut into chunks of meat. As a result, they would no longer dare to fight with the long-armed men and would only defend themselves on the walls of the city with bows and crossbows.

The long-armed prince danced with joy and whistled, saving a beautiful sword and flower, ready to take the sword into the sheath.

Whoever thinks about it, doesn't know if he's drunk or not, his sword-handed hands are a little crooked.

When the swords were inserted into the back sheath, they missed a little and cut his own head off.

Big head, pounding on the floor, nobody on the side of the long arm reacted, still shouting well.

When the reaction came, the long-armed were frightened.

Qi army in the city saw each other, couldn't help but laugh and scream, "Okay!” Come on.

In the garden, Yu Qingyao's face revealed a mysterious smile, softly said: “Let you pretend, next! ”

Hundreds of miles away, double-sided national battalion, Chinese military treasure net, Prince Xiaoxue drinking wine with his father, a group of beautiful ethnic women prisoners in the sitting room forcefully singing and dancing.

The old king looked at the beautiful woman and put her son in his mouth, drinking the wine handed over by his son.

All of a sudden, the face behind the old king's head was shady and said: "This kid kissed my ass like that, afraid of plotting. ”

The old king laughed and didn't think so. He wanted to come, and his son kissed his own ass. Is that called a butt? It's called filial piety. Which son won't kiss his ass? It's just his gift. What's weird about that?

The face behind the prince's head smiled shady and said: "Well, the old man is about to die after drinking poison wine. When he dies, we take this army, and when he returns, whoever dares not listen to us will be killed! ”

The prince laughed. “That's good! ”

When the old king heard it, he was shocked and suddenly arose to want to stand up, but found that if there was a knife cut in his belly, he could not do anything about it. Instead of getting up, he rolled over.

The prince smiled and walked up to the old king and looked down at him. He said, "I'm sorry, Father, although you want to set me up as a prince, I can't wait, please be a son. I suppose, in your heart of mercy, you will agree! ”

The old king's face changed slightly, and he smiled: "Of course, you're my favorite son, and I'll do anything you want. ”

The two laughed at each other. It was so touching that Father and Son loved each other.

Yu Qingyao, 10,000 miles away, wanted to throw up.

The next moment, the painting breeze suddenly turned, the face behind the old king's head hurriedly scolded: “Idiot, I told you this kid was the worst, I told you to kill him, you refused. That's great, you idiot is dead, but you're killing the smartest person in the world, and I have to die with you! ”

The shady face behind the prince's head said: "I've always wanted to kill this old man. I've had one after another. Don't you know how hard it is to kill me? ”

The face behind the old king's head scolded: “Damn, I shouldn't have let you be born. I should have known that. I should have taken you as a child and chopped up the feeding dog. ”

The face behind the prince's head grinned: “How could you think of that when you were stupid and arrogant? Death to me! I'll chop you up and feed you to the dog, as you wish. ”

The rear face of the old king suddenly changed. “No, just feed the front face to the dog, give me a break! ”

The prince said positively: "No, you are one, we must be just and not biased! ”

The former face of the old king exclaimed, “That's a good one! We are gentlemen. Everything must be done according to gentlemen's ways. Don't be biased! ”

Double-faced countries claim to be the kingdom of gentlemen. The front face has always pretended to be a gentleman in front of men, but the back face is an unbroken and truly small man.

Yu Qingyao was speechless.

As he was saying, the old king's front and rear faces shouted simultaneously, 2714 knacks, while bleeding to death.

The prince saw the old king really dead, his front and rear faces laughed at the same time, one laughed bright moon, one laughed dangerous evil fraud.

The louder he laughed, the happier he laughed.

Smiling, the laughter was suddenly interrupted, and the prince pounced all over the floor, breathless.

He's laughing!

Yu Qingyao gripped his claws in secret: “I can't stand it, hurry to the next one! ”