God of War: Supreme War King

Let him do less, but he was more strange. He was forced to take uncontested revenge in front according to the king's instructions, but he said he was wrong, still this attitude.

Shangguan Yuchen was more strange. He couldn't speak to Wu Jinyue more and more, so he turned to Yan Wuzheng's face more and more ugly, "all this trouble is because of you."

Yan Wuzheng suddenly raised her eyebrows and looked back at the past with her eyes unwilling to blame. You are such a big brother-in-law. Just see what you can do. You let my sister show up in the middle of the night. What's the point to blame me? Who can Wu Jinyue obey?

The night was heavy, but the stars were clear, and the light light of the brilliance outlined his figure straight and bright, like the orchid that blooms freely in the valley but never loses its pride and strength.

The moonlight is reflected in the wind, the public instrument is shadowless, the fundus of his eyes is slightly bright, like a trace of brilliance after washing, and he is firm like willows and flowers.

She turned around from Shangguan Yuchen and walked towards Yan Wuzheng. One hand naturally hung down from her abdomen. The long sleeve actually hung to the ground and covered her side. Her behavior was indifferent and her eyes were implicit.

"According to the time, Xiaoyue's birth is not far away. Aren't you like an arrow to return?" she raised her hand and casually straightened the shoulder flap for Yan Wuzheng, as if she expressed her unspeakable words in this casual action.

Each has his own mind and handling methods. The king of Jin is also kind, but you are severely denounced in public because of your noble status.

A faint trace of accusation seemed to float out of her wet eyes.

Yan Wuzheng felt only full of care and love. He subconsciously looked at Wu Jinyue. The black figure kneeling with the dark guards made him suddenly feel guilty.

"It's windy in the middle of the river. Elder sister, you'd better go and have a rest." he sipped his lips. "My brother-in-law's clothes are thin... Just leave it to me."

Shangguan Yuchen snorted, "it's still like a human word."

He came over, led Gongyi shadowless, and slowly left Wu Jinyue's line of sight.

That glimmer of brightness came out of the tears, like a touch of firmness to break away worries, which was a kind of hope... It was a random glance and hurried back, but the look was fixed in the bottom of Wu Jinyue's eyes.

Her dress has always been simple and lively, but now her hand is hidden in her sleeve, and the long sleeve hangs from her abdomen to her feet. It is difficult to hide the worry from her abdomen.

The blood clotting emotion and soul echo into poison. The consequences of this poison... But the firmness and hope in her eyes through the tears... There is no dispute about the prince.

Yan Wuzheng wanted to pick up Wu Jinyue quickly, but when he just signaled a group of dark guards to step down, he found that someone had got up to tidy up himself. Looking at the black fragmented, he felt more sorry and delayed for a while, so that when he came to Wu Jinyue, he fell behind shangguanzi ran.

With a faint smile on his lips, he joked: "I can't see that the wizard leader who shocked the Jianghu also has this... This, this side."

His face was a little red. "I thought it would be like this in this palace under the wrath of my father." it should be worse than that. It seems that you shouldn't be blamed for this big mistake.

The other party didn't respond. Yan Wuzheng's sight officially fell on his face.

Wu Jinyue gathered his thoughtful eyes. His eyes were like leaves falling into the soil and melted into Yan Wuzheng's eyes.

His pupils are getting red and his eyes are gradually biting people. It's like he can't wait to bite open each other's hearts after seizing a moment

Shangguanzi was suddenly surprised. With a wave of his sleeve, he cut off the line of sight that had been connected. "It's almost dawn. My brother three went to have a drink to suppress his mood."

Then he said to Wu Jinyue as if nothing had happened: "do you want to change your clothes first?"

Wu Jinyue glanced at him and said with a faint smile, "no, since I don't stick to details, I have such an image."

Yan Wuzheng shrugged and consciously turned to lead the way, but listened to the tone behind him more casually: "in those days, your mother was like that, but what caused the disease?"

Yan Wuzheng frowned and secretly feigned. As expected, he was not stick to one style. This was accusing me of remembering revenge, not kindness, regardless of place and occasion.