Cang Qiao was wearing a python robe, wearing a golden hat, sitting on the eight immortal chair, watching Zhou Chen, who was kneeling on the ground in front of him.
Zhou Chen's hair was messy, and the whole person was dying.
Seeing that Cang Qiao came in, he raised his head difficultly, and hummed coldly: "You ... this boss ... I want to be convinced ..."
Cang Qiao looked at him, but laughed: "It is indeed General Zhou. At this time, he never bowed his head. Some were soldiers."
Zhou Chen closed his eyes and laughed: "Looking down ... you will bow your head ... Keke ... Let me go?"
Cang Qiao nodded: "Yes, I won't let you go."
He looked at Zhou Chen's indifferent look, but Cang Qiao suddenly asked: "You don't want to know, why have I been with you for so many years?"
Zhou Chen sneered and said dumbly: "Cough ... Everyone bowed his head to you, but the general will never be poisonous and fierce to you.
You are naturally dissatisfied with me! "
What kind of shit is nine thousand years old, I am ah! A parasitic is as shameless and cheap, and the person who is a person will only please the dogs of the king!
He paused and said with disdain: "Besides, no matter how you provoke it, your Majesty will not move me. Why don't this trust call you hate? Now you can be proud, but you don't be too early!"
After His Majesty pushed the date of him to the spring day, it was to leave the time for others!
Every time Cang Qiao punished him, he would not call the imperial doctor to cure him!
As long as he survives these tortures, he can have a chance to fight back.
Cang Qiao suddenly got up and slowly walked towards him: "General Zhou, think too much, I have never been jealous of you to get the trust of the emperor, and I am not satisfied with you.
"
He squatted in front of Zhou Chen and looked at him fixedly: "General Zhou, you look at my face carefully, there is the reason why you are not as good as you die today."
Zhou Chen stunned and looked at Cang Qiao's face suddenly.
There is almost no pores on the pale face. The long phoenix eyes should have been charming and passionate, but at this moment, it is only full of darkness and gloom.
The tall eyebrow bow and the narrow nose bridge are naturally red and exquisitely so feminine thin lips. At this moment, it is as thin as Jianfeng, with a violent gas.
This face belongs to the beauty -the beauty that transcends gender, the long and curled eyelashes even have a little exotic style ...
Beauty face ...
Beauty?!
In the depths of Zhou Chen's mind, a very beautiful and exotic face suddenly emerged, but she had long hair with maroon curls, green eyes ...
"Mei Fei?!"
Cang Qiao suddenly laughed. Suddenly, he reversed, his sword came out of the sheath, and his sword stabbed into Zhou Chen's shoulder: "Ah, you remembered? After you caught it, the insult to death in public was buried under the plum tree.
Woman? "
Zhou Chen screamed in pain, the whole person curled up into a ball, and grabbed the sword.
"You ... you ... who is ... who is it?!"
Cang Qiao slowly pulled out his sword from his wound: "I am the dark ghost hidden in the darkness of Ladmelin, and I saw all the processes."
"No ... who are you ... you ... you can't kill me ... Aren't you still making people cure, His Majesty, His Majesty
Let you let you go! "Zhou Chen now feels the fear of death completely, and shrinks back.
Cang Qiao sighed: "If you don't give you wounds, how can you support those torture? How can you make you die as if you are in this seat?"
Zhou Chen opened his eyes sharply and stared at him: "You ... hate me so much, are you ..."
But in the last sentence, he didn't ask, Cang Qiao had stabbed his throat trachea accurately. This chapter has been completed!