Dress up and fight!

Chapter 1282 Ming Jun Cultivation Plan (6)

Relying on his ruthlessness, An Jingyu hacked all the way down, and the people in the court changed batch after batch.

He doesn't care whether the court is already a traitor or not, as long as no one in this world dares to refute him.
When the Kuba tribe broke the city and the Kuba leader strung the bowstring around his neck, his heart was extremely peaceful.

To be able to let this disgusting country be buried with him, he really feels very comfortable.

Everything will end with his death.
But when he opened his eyes again, An Jingyu was very puzzled, what exactly did he see?
He still has some impressions of Min'er, this woman is as crazy as his mother and concubine.

The concubine mother committed herself to being an eunuch, and exchanged two steamed buns, a bowl of vegetables and an egg for him. The meal should not be worth much, but it took away the concubine mother's life.

When Min'er came, he was also very repulsive at first, but she was the only one besides the mother concubine who was still willing to treat him well after he was sidelined.

While he and Min'er were living a good life in the cold palace, Min'er was beaten to death.

From that day on, he never accepted anyone again.

He even has resentment in his heart, why is he so weak.

Why did Concubine Mu and Min'er do those self-defeating things, so what for his own good, he really couldn't bear such goodness.

No one to protect, everything can only rely on themselves.

His appearance followed that of his mother and concubine, and the older he got, the more delicate his face became, and he gradually caught the eyes of those murderers.

After a long time, there will always be those who come to the Leng Palace to have fun with him, even though he resists in every possible way, but he can't beat those people at all, and eight out of ten times he will be captured.

Only then did he know why there were so many bruises on the mother's body.

With endless hatred in his arms, An Jingzi gritted his teeth and survived.

Whenever he was bullied during the day and tossed and turned in the cold palace at night, he would secretly resent everyone, and even carefully designed a way for everyone to die.

But when he opened his eyes today, he actually saw Min'er.

The figure that had become blurred in memory suddenly came alive again.

When Min'er put him down, he was actually dazed and looked at his little hands and feet.

An Jingyu was surprised to find that he had returned to his childhood.

After going through all the previous things in his mind, An Jingyu couldn't tell whether it was a dream now or everything that happened before was a dream.

If one party is a dream, why are they so real.

An Jingyu stood on the ground and stared blankly at Jin Qing who put him down. He felt that the beast-like perception instinct in his dream was still there, and he could clearly feel other people's plots against him.

But he never expected that Jin Qing had already put him here, turned around and left before he could examine what Jin Qing had in mind for him.

After all, he was an old friend whom he had relied on a few years ago. An Jingyu subconsciously wanted to go over and hold Jin Qing, but due to his height, he only hugged Jin Qing's leg.

Then there was the scene of being kicked out by Jin Qing.

If 707 knew what An Jingru was thinking, he would definitely say clearly: I'll fuck you up.

It is estimated that the previous taskers were all rushing to complete the task, so those who worked hard at the beginning were good for An Jing.

But this An Jingyu has already been abused by others, so the better they treat An Jingyu, the more fanatical their eyes look at An Jingyu, the more wary An Jinglai is of them.

And Jin Qing's unreasonable playing of cards just happened to hit An Jingyu's trust point.
An Jinghe began to fall rapidly, he felt that the birthday noodles he ate in the morning turned into a ball in his stomach, which made him feel so sad that he wanted to die, why didn't he know that Ding Min'er had such great strength.

Moreover, is he going to die again!
Strange, why did he use and
At this time, Jin Qing was aiming at the ground with 707.

707 screamed: "Left, a little more to the left, no, it's windy, go to the right" Host, you must keep your eyes wide open, otherwise you will get a baby cake in a while.

Jin Qing nervously followed 707's voice and moved left and right, still uncertain: "Shut up, let's see where the kinetic energy is going."

707: "." Can you stop asking me questions while telling me to shut up.

Finally, just as An Jingyu was about to fall to the ground, Jin Qing had already hugged An Jingyu, and then rolled to the side a dozen times along the force of his fall.

The ground in the cold palace is full of weeds, because Jin Qing is taller than An Jingxi.

As a result, her head, face and clothes were scratched a lot.

However, these are nothing compared to the pain caused by the fracture.

An Jingyu just flew too high and fell very fast, and Jin Qing, the client, can only be said to be relatively strong.

Therefore, after forcibly picking up An Jingxi, even though he took off some strength, Jin Qing's bones were still broken a lot.

Even with the rapid healing, it still hurts.

Feeling that his body was recovering, Jin Qing stood up slowly, moved his lower joints, and lifted An Jingxi up from the ground.

Lifting An Jingyu above his head, Jin Qing squeezed a smile on his face: "It's fun, do you want to do it again!" Of course, she has to do a full set of acting, she pretends to be like the game is over, let's see how happy this child is , I can't even speak.

707: "." You are a psychopath, and you are the only one who can teach normal children. Doesn't your conscience ache?

Seeing the ferocious smile on Jin Qing's face, An Jingyu finally came to his senses.

When Jin Qing asked him if he wanted to do it again, An Jingzi's eyes widened, and Dang even wanted to shout to Jin Qing: I want to kill your nine clans.

An Jingyu did the same, he opened his mouth and "vomited".

He vomited all the birthday noodles that hadn't been digested on the back of Jin Qing's head.

Jin Qing: "."

707: "Hehe" Host, you should be thankful that you raised this child high enough.

An Jingyu obviously felt ashamed as well, he opened his mouth to say something to Jin Qing, after all, he is the king of a country, this is too detrimental to his majesty.

Then he opened his mouth again to "vomit".

Jin Qing: "." The back of my neck!

707: "." Seek good luck, boy!

Thinking of throwing his decades-old face into it, An Jingxuan felt like crying, and then he felt a hot current gushing out from under his body, and he lost control of himself.

Unable to bear such a strong stimulus, An Jingru's face paled and he passed out.

707: "." This is how the dignified generation of tyrants was spoiled.

Looking at An Jingyu's slender neck that seemed to break if twisted, Jin Qing lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

Looking at the gloomy Jin Qing, 707 carefully suggested to her: "Host, or let's go back to the space!"

At most one future tyrant can be killed by leaving now, but the ancestor must be summoned to destroy the world in minutes.

(End of this chapter)