Xiao Xiao, who had just regained consciousness, was even more surprised by what she saw in front of her.
The essence and blood in Xu Qingmu's body continued to overflow, and it had formed a human form the size of a seven or eight-year-old child. As the shape gradually took shape, Xiao Xiao was more and more shocked. The monster formed by blood actually looked exactly like Xu Qingmu!
But his eyes were still closed and looked lifeless. Chen Yun still did not listen to the little girl Ling'er's dissuasion and took action forcefully. Before Lu Sancun died, he went to find her alone and unlocked the palace sand for her.
At the same time, for the first time, the man seemed to be begging, asking her to take care of Xu Qingmu, and said some unreasonable words. Finally, he did not forget to put his hand on Chen Shuangguan's buttocks, who had spoken frivolously countless times but had not violated her at all, and pinched it.
After a moment, he shouted sadly: "In the future, I will never have the chance to squeeze it again."
When a sword comes out, it is like a river hanging from a hundred refinements.
The direction pointed by the tip of the sword was not the middle-aged man, but Wang Shuai, who had been imprisoned. But before the sword energy came close, the middle-aged man's Chunru voice came to his ears: "Oh, this mistress
Inch, what a good life!"
With his body shape and sword energy, he could no longer move.
Chen Yun watched the middle-aged man slowly approaching, looked at herself with a smile, and raised his hand to flick the white sword she had received from Lu Sancun: "Well, I've taken out the white light for you.
Okay, it seems that this little three inches is quite good for you. I never thought that an evil descendant could be trained like this by him, but..."
The middle-aged man paused for a while, as if he was thinking about what word to use more appropriately. He stretched out two fingers and groped his chin for a long time. He couldn't think of a suitable word for a long time, so he had to change the subject in frustration: "I have a good figure.
Your mother was so rich back then."
Although Chen Yun's body was imprisoned, his consciousness was still there. After hearing the middle-aged man's description, he struggled desperately, and even the pretty faces of countless men in Jinling City became distorted.
What the hell, what evil offspring? She knew that her father was King Zhao Shun, a defeated city lord.
She was just Zhao Yun who was fostered in someone else's home, and she also had an older brother, Zhao Yu.
What is this man talking about?! He must have recognized the wrong person, he must have!
"Oh, I almost forgot. Xiao Sancun, a kind-hearted person, will definitely seal your memory. But, I always respect other people's choices. Now I will give you a chance. Do you choose to know the truth or not?
Just like this, when Chen Shuangguan lives a stable life in this life—Chen Yun?" The middle-aged man walked up to Chen Yun with a smile, and breathed softly. Chen Yun, who could not move, regained his freedom.
It's just that her eyes were lifeless, like a dying man, staring blankly at the middle-aged man in front of her. She didn't know how to choose. It took more than ten years to finally adapt to the current life, but unexpected changes occurred.
Let Lu Sancun, whom he hated and loved, leave him completely. He originally wanted to end his life with Xiao Xiao and follow Lu Sancun, but he didn't want to be saved again in the end and became Xu Qingmu's protector.
But now, the person in front of her told some secrets that she had never expected. She didn't want to be that evil descendant. She would rather believe that she was just a princess who had subjugated her country and was a prisoner of Lu Sancun!
"I really never thought about it, why would Lu Sancun attack your Siyang City?"
The middle-aged man opened his mouth with a smile. The old memories are like wine, pouring into his heart at this moment.
The origin and the fall are not up to anyone at all.