At this time, he had already snatched a big knife and slashed at the oncoming killer... with a terrible cry, this was his first time killing someone, and he rushed out without even knowing whether to kill him or not...
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Outside, there is a street.
There were bustling pedestrians on the street.
Princess Pengcheng was helped up from the ground by several servants, and her head and face were covered with blood. However, she was not injured. So, who was injured?
"Princess, should we chase after him and kill that guy?"
She also had severe pain all over her body and said hurriedly: "You guys chase him out quickly, whether you live or die, you must bring him back... Remember, you must find him... Even if you kill him, you cannot let him go out alive..."
At this time, her desire had faded and she woke up. Oh my God, if Brother King of Xianyang knew that he was lustful and made such a terrible low-level mistake, how could he explain it?
A group of plain clothes rushed out again.
The sunset hangs in the sky like blood.
Ye Jia staggered, sweat wet his clothes. In front of him was a dense forest, with the spring breeze blowing and the setting sun shining, and the silence was dead.
His body softened, and his blood had gathered on his body. When the wind blew, it emitted a faint fishy smell.
It was the most beautiful time in Luoyang, with sunset and sunny evenings on earth.
His body fell down.
It turned out that I shouldn’t have come here at all - I shouldn’t have returned to Luoyang and I shouldn’t have gone to see Miaolian - not only can’t have been able to go, but I can’t even think about it.
For a long time, he was in an almost coma.
I remembered my thirty years. My heart was as calm as water, my green lamps and ancient Buddhas, my deep mountains and old forests, and I lived in silence. I even became sought after and loved by many people because of my profound Buddhism.
But who knows that no matter how profound the Buddhism is, it cannot resist a sudden desire in my heart?
Now, the sex precaution has been broken.
The killing rage was actually broken.
He had no time to think about whether that person died or not, nor did he care.
The big knife thrown aside emitted a hideous light coldly. He was so weak that he could no longer have any impact. He had a simple mind like him, and he didn't understand why a princess like Pengcheng had to be careful.
Go to murder Miaolian??
No, no, I must never see Tuoba Hong, let alone Miaolian.