Wang hesitated, nodded and bowed for a long time.
Gu old lady can’t help but scold a way "day! Just let her go? "
"What did she do wrong?" Dingyuan Hou was not influenced by the old lady Gu at all and took another sip of tea. "It’s because you always tell you so many times that you are really not sensible if you don’t change."
The old lady Gu was angry and clutching her chest. She looked at the old duke Gu and sneered, "You must be eager to piss me off early!"
"Don’t always die!" Ding Yuanhou’s face is still smiling, but his voice is a little low. "It seems that it is easier to die than to live."
Of course it’s not easy to live, but there are many people who want to live.
Chen Jiyuan was so nervous at the gate of Qingliang Temple that he almost peed his pants and turned pale like a dead man who had just climbed out of a coffin. He burst into tears and rushed to his eyes like a shura man and shouted, "Don’t come here! Don’t come over! "
Chen Jiayan’s mentality is really strange when facing the person in front of him.
The Chen family flourished for so many years and had so many foundations, but it was easily destroyed by the villain who was despised by the whole family.
Although it is said that the prince of Zhao and the Zheng family have teamed up to frame it, the Chen family would never have come to this situation if it had not been for the thief inside and outside.
Chen Jia wouldn’t have come to this. He wouldn’t have watched his grandfather and father, who had always loved him, die in front of him, and he wouldn’t have seen his sister, who was one year younger than himself, being stuck in the belly with a sharp knife and hanging from the branch.
None of this would have happened without this man in front of me.
He didn’t die in anonymity, nor did he lose his mother early after a narrow escape.
It’s all because of this person. It’s all because of this person!
It’s all Chen Jiyuan, the bastard!
Xie Ting has never been so rude. He set his red eyes in front of Chen Jiyuan and asked him, "What? ！”
What? ! What, you can be cruel enough to let all your people die?
What, you can kill your own parents?
What, you don’t care about kinship at all
What, you’re sending me to hell?
Chen Jiyuan stared at the two teenagers shrinking in the corner and couldn’t even speak. He stuttered and shouted for help. "Don’t come here! Don’t come here! What? what? ! I want to figure out that those dead old men won’t let me out. They won’t let me live, and of course they won’t live themselves! "
He still justifies this sentence as if the more than 100 people who died were not his flesh and blood relatives, as if the girl who was forced to hang from the princess position was not his own sister.
Xie Ting remembered that when Princess Zhao Chen died, he tried his best to push him out of the house so that he wouldn’t see his mother’s tragic death. He suddenly cried, "You bastard!"
Hey, you, asshole!
You are not human!
Then I rushed to Changchun and tried my best not to hold it.
Chen Jiyuan is no match for Xie Ting. Although he is twenty years older than Xie Ting, he is no match for Xie Ting.
The strength of a hater’s hand is different from that of a normal person, that is, a hungry wolf is desperate to tear his opponent down.
Chen Jiyuan gave a strange call and pushed Xie Ting away, widely spread-and deeply felt, and retreated.
A man in his thirties cried and was scared out of his mind like a child.
"You leave me alone. I’m Chen Guren, too. I’m still your uncle! Chen Guren, my name is Chen. "Before Chen Jiyuan finished his chin gang, he got a heavy kick, and suddenly his teeth hit his tongue and his teeth were bleeding profusely.
Chen Jiayan looked at him with red eyes and shouted, "Shut up! You deserve to be a Chen family? ! Bah! "
Blood! These two guys are serious. They are serious about revenge.
The blood from Chen Jiyuan’s mouth soon dripped to the ground, soaked in the soil and stained with dust and became dark red.
They’re too hard. They’re too hard. They’re here to kill him!
Chen Jiyuan, covering her cheeks, helped meowed until she cried, rolled and crawled for several somersaults, turned around and ran quickly.
Run! Run! You can’t live if you’re late!
These people really eat people!
Chapter VII Buried in a Dog’s Abdomen
But he can’t run far. Where can he go? This place is chosen by Chen Jiayan and Xie Ting. How can anything go wrong?
How can this master who killed Chen Jiaman be spared?