After vacating the East Palace, he took the mythical beasts to open up wasteland.

"what?"

Ji Caiyan avoided the hammer with a strong smell of blood in Ji Muan's hand and looked at Ji Muan in disbelief.

Eight or nine hundred people, this can be considered a massacre.

If Ji Mu'an really killed so many people, then the number of people who died was definitely more than eight or nine hundred.

The news has not been leaked at all. Ji Caiyan and Ji Mu'an are both the third generation of the emperor and have never heard of it. I am afraid that the prince's palace has killed many people in order to cover up the facts.

"Hey... Bones, Bones."

Seeing Ji Caiyan's evasive behavior, Ji Mu'an's eyes became redder and redder, and the anger in his eyes became heavier.

Holding the hammer in his hand, he hit Ji Caiyan on the head vigorously.

Every move is fatal.

Ji Mu'an knows martial arts, but not much, and the rules are chaotic.

Ordinary people are no match for him.

Ji Caiyan is not an ordinary person.

Ji Mu'an had killed so many people, so Ji Caiyan didn't have to show mercy.

He reached out and grabbed Ji Mu'an's arm, and there was a creaking sound as the bones were bound.

"what--"

Ji Mu'an felt as if his arm was about to break. He let go and the hammer fell to the ground.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Ji Caiyan showed no mercy, hitting wherever it hurt.

The beating made Ji Muan's whole body tremble.

But he is not like the big tiger in Gouzhuang, who will get scared when he is in pain. The more pain he feels, the more violent he becomes.

His scarlet eyes stared closely at Ji Caiyan, wanting to kill her directly.

Red blood oozed from his mouth. He lowered his head and spit out blood foam, carefully feeling the pain on his body.

The violent factor became more and more manic.

"The first time I saw you was at a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet. At that time, I wanted to kill you."

"But I never had the chance to see you. I want to kill you like a little white rabbit and break your bones into pieces inch by inch."

"It's a pity that my father didn't take me to the banquet later."

Ji Muan's eyes turned increasingly scarlet when he looked at Ji Caiyan.

If he couldn't defeat Ji Caiyan, he would have wanted to cut Ji Caiyan into pieces, throw her into a deep pit, and let a beautiful white flower rot and wither.

This feeling of destroying everything made him extremely intoxicated.

In fact, Ji Muan still kept some.

He was not popular in the palace, nor was he loved by his father.

When killing people and setting fires, they won't be particularly showy, and Ji Leqin will finish it off afterwards.

Sometimes, in order not to attract outside attention, my father would also tell others to finish the work.

If he, like Ji Caiyan, was born the only son and daughter of a prince, the manic rage in his heart would be unleashed to the fullest.

It would be great if he could be emperor.

When you abuse others, you don’t have to take action yourself.

I really want to know what the scene of the wine pond and meat forest described in the storybook is...

Ji Mu'an's eyes were like those of a wild beast.

Ji Caiyan didn't see any human emotion in Ji Mu'an's eyes.

Ji Muan's legs had been broken by Ji Caiyan, but Ji Muan could not beg for mercy.

"Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!"

"Everyone deserves to die!"

"The so-called beautiful things deserve to die!"

Not knowing where the strength came from, Ji Mu'an stood up suddenly, dragged a broken leg, and rushed towards Ji Caiyan.

I don't know when there was a dagger in my hand.

This dagger was supposed to kill Ji Caiyan when she took her last breath.

This dagger also wiped the necks of eight or nine hundred people.

What he liked most was the desperate look in the eyes of a dying person who was being tortured and whose neck was sliced ​​open bit by bit with a dagger.

That feeling appealed to him more than anything in the world.

Ji Caiyan looked at the dagger that was getting closer to him and Ji Muan's crazy eyes.

Sighed slightly.

<divclass="contentadv">It’s hopeless.

Ji Mu'an doesn't look like a normal person at all. Even a vicious person will admit defeat in the face of absolute strength.

It's not like he doesn't have any human emotions.

Super male syndrome, perhaps with careful education during the growth process, can turn into a normal human appearance.

But Ji Mu'an couldn't correct it.

If he lives, more people will die.

Ji Caiyan narrowed her eyes, took a step back, and made a gesture toward the darkness.

call out--

A stone hit Ji Muan's temple firmly and firmly.

Ji Muan's ferocious expression froze on his face, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.

There is no consciousness.

The moment he fell to the ground, a revolving lantern floated before his eyes.

Picture after picture appeared in his eyes.

He saw many people dying in his own hands. Thinking of the experience of killing people, Ji Mu'an had a faint smile on his lips.

His short life seemed to be very happy.

Any regrets?

There is.

Why does the father only smile at Ji Muchiu, the bastard, and only treat him well?

Is it because of his damn mother-in-law?

Ji Mu'an couldn't understand and didn't have time to think about it carefully.

Everything has become a passing smoke and ceases to exist.

Ji Caiyan stood there and looked at Ji Mu'an quietly, her nominal cousin who she ordered to kill.

Ji Caiyan didn't feel any burden because Ji Muan was meant to die.

She didn't do it herself because Ji Caiyan didn't want to kill her compatriots with her own hands. She had secret guards, so there was no need to dirty her hands.

"Your Highness."

"One" appeared from the darkness and half-knelt in front of Ji Caiyan.

"Who is following the great uncle?"

Ji Caiyan asked.

After all, Ji Mu'an was the eldest son of the Grand Prince's Palace and Wen Li's grandson. It was unreasonable for him to die in Huai Chai Village.

A scapegoat is needed.

Moreover, this scapegoat can still withstand scrutiny, and will even be actively helped to hide by the prince.

This way the investigation will not continue.

"The eldest prince brought his concubine, and the children brought Ji Leqin and Ji Muchiu."

"One" replied respectfully.

"Throw him on Ji Muchiu's bed."

Ji Caiyan had a faint smile on her lips.

In the heart of the great uncle, Concubine Wan is his true concubine.

Wen Zheng just took the title of a royal concubine, what he wanted to borrow was Wen Li's power.

Wan's concubine's child was recognized by the eldest uncle as his legitimate son.

If Ji Muan is found on Ji Muxiu's bed, the great uncle will definitely help hide him.

Even if there is something fishy, ​​I will not continue to investigate for fear of alarming Wen Li.

Ji Mu'an's death will not be leaked to Wen Li.

Because her eldest uncle wanted to be the emperor and wanted Wen Li to help him.

The reason why Wen Li helped him was of course because his grandson could become the prince.

Ji Caiyan was really looking forward to the uncle's reaction.

"Yes!"

"One" responded, picked up Ji Mu'an and walked towards Youzhou.

Ji Caiyan never thought about how "one" could throw Ji Mu'an onto Ji Muchiu's bed without anyone noticing.

"One" has not been considered.

Because "one" will definitely do it.

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