The surroundings were so quiet, the fierceness and fierceness of her grasping Ye Jia's hand. Just as Ye Jia's hand was about to press on that name, Peng Cheng suddenly felt a terrifying force.
She staggered, she had been thrown away and fell heavily to the ground.
Moreover, she didn't even see who pushed her, and didn't see any moves. Just like that power was accumulated in the dark, not from the world, but from a kind of coldness, a kind of
God's will, a kind of non-human power, was not Ye Jia's hand. She didn't even notice the human breath and fell heavily to the ground.
This fall was really not easy, and she fell to the ground without any warning, almost knocking her front teeth and bleeding.
She was covered in mud, shocked and angry, turned over and got up, roared and rushed over: "Damn bald donkey, you actually pretended to be dead... I have to kill you today..."
Her roar was choked in her throat, and the dagger she grabbed in her hand suddenly stopped and looked at Ye Jia in a daze. But seeing Ye Jia barely support her body, she looked at the real letter of regret - passing by Princess Pengcheng
The description is really vivid and is a decent sample book.
He looked at the last signature - it was the name Peng Cheng signed for himself. The name was stained with blood, and the fresh ink was dyed. The contrast between red and black showed a desperate cruelty and
Spicy. It was his unbearable past, the only fatal stain of his life, and now it is being shown here nakedly as a bargaining chip to threaten another woman.
"Yejia..."
Pengcheng screamed.
But when Ye Jia suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed the note, and tore it to pieces in a few strokes.
She had no time to rush up and was stunned by this sudden change - more importantly, she saw Ye Jia standing up and stop standing, like a man, like his prime, like his first days, like he was
The most heroic posture was the same. He stood up straight. At that moment, the scars on his body, his dying breath, the rotten death emitted from his body... Suddenly disappeared... those who tried to surround him
The breath of pecking at his corpse disappeared...