Tyrannical Wang’s Beloved Wife

Chapter 392: The Cost of Consciousness

By contrast, the most frightening aunt is not only because of the bloody scene, after all, Aunt May, even if she has experienced the wind waves, her personal life is ups and downs, thorny, whether it is perseverance or ruthlessness, does not mean that she can face this bloody scene openly; besides, the people who used all the buildings to prevent accidents, but also the assassination occurred, not her people, can still barely hold her accountable, how can she escape responsibility now...

After recollecting, Aunt May hurriedly knelt on the floor. Compared to the fright caused by the blood, there is more fear now. Her body trembles a little more than she can stop, “Your Majesty, slave, slave...”

Li Hongyuan didn't care about her at all. He's going to appease his daughter-in-law now. Well, Jing Wan is actually not as serious as he thought. More excitement than the first time he saw Li Hongyuan rubbing his neck like a reaper. He didn't see the scene just now. Stimulus doesn't count. Things just affect his mood.

Jing Wan patted Li Hongyuan's hand and flanked him backwards. "We will find out about this. As long as it is determined that it has nothing to do with the master, it will not be difficult for him. Cut it up. ”

Aunt May cautiously glanced at Yang Wan and looked at Prince Jin's indifferent posture. She slowly stood up, but her legs were still a little soft.

It's a bad mood, and naturally it's not that exciting to do anything.

Li Hongyuan put his hand on Jingwan's abdomen, “Are you hungry? Send someone back to get some food? ”

Jing Wan shook her head, not hungry in itself. Now, I always felt that the air smelled a little bloody, there was no appetite, and watching the performance outside was a little distracting, "This isn't going to end, is it?” She would be a little disappointed if the assassinations she bothered to arrange were only to this level.

“Well, don't worry, they won't show up again.” It will bring people closer, and there will be a dagger hidden. It is the people below who have failed to perform their duties. There is one such thing, but there will never be two. However, under normal circumstances, failure to perform their duties should not exist. The people below are truly undereducated again.

Now that Jing Wan doesn't want to go back to her home, it's obvious that someone should have some kind of plan to take advantage of this opportunity to fish.

In fact, together, as expected, the appearance of liveliness, the darkness has already begun a bloody struggle, like under the painting, trying to sink the painting, the result is not close yet, has encountered a powerful counterkill, the blood, mixed with the river water in the darkness, maybe because once and for all did not cause the riot, trying to cause the riot in the surrounding crowd, however, the result is also silent silence, in the crowd, on the other paintings, all dragged into the water, with those in the water, but those in the river range, are not spared.

Fortunately, it is night, and the vast majority of people are attracted by the already wonderful performance contraction of Baiduo, if placed in the blue sky during the day, it has definitely caused a great disturbance.

Of course, it's impossible that no one noticed this, at least, the mastermind behind the plotting of this murder, can't wait for good news for a long time, unusually anxious, heard hurried footsteps, immediately like a bird of shock, determined that the other person is his own talent slightly relieved, rushed to greet him, “What do you say? ”

The other side's face was bleak and shaky and said, "Dead, dead, one, none came back. ”

The news scared the hell out of me, “Go, go, get out of here...”

It was only at the turn that it was discovered that the reapers had already stood in front of them, and they pounced like hungry wolves, without any room for resistance, that they were taken down.

And these people, there are only two words left in their minds: it's over!

Probably, they couldn't figure out why they had lost so quickly, so thoroughly, just as all the plans were under each other's eyes, they bred an absurd fear. Although this was the first time they had participated in the assassination of Lee's royal family, they heard a lot about this from their predecessors, nearly a hundred years down, even though there were times when they lost, but more about winning, how they killed the royal family, how they stirred up the royal chicken dog restlessness, everywhere they wrote their praiseworthy record, every time they heard it, they wanted to experience it a few times before they could really participate...

Speaking of which, for nearly a hundred years, the so-called Front Dynasty, it has become history. A large part of the reason why these people are still obsessed with it is based on two points: it is the bunch of mud that robbed them of their glory and riches; they, the sluts, can trample on the royal family and terrorize it. The previous generation brainwashes the next generation, basically from here. Today's reality slapped them hard.

He climbed to the painting silently, "Master, it's done. ”

Li Hongyuan had no choice but to respond.

“Is it over?” Jing Wan leaned on Li Hongyuan and asked softly.

“Well, it's over.” Li Hongyuan gently caressed her hair.

“It smells bloody.” Yang Wan moved his nose.

“Really? So we're going back? ”

“I don't care about this moment. - Lord, it's almost over. ”

“Back to the boy, it'll be over in about a minute.” Aunt May responded immediately.

Jing Wan nodded, only for half an hour, “Go back after reading it. ”

“It all depends on you. ”

The last round of the flower boat, the painting "parade”, in the water behind, lit up the little flower lights of the star dots, which seemed to be generally gliding and placed on the side. At that moment, it felt like a galaxy was lit up.