It's Hard to be a Queen

But how could lian'er give Luo Jiawang such a chance.

"Say, did you kill Ying'er?"

Lian'er stands in the same place, the golden thread in her hand is shining in the sunlight.

"Ha ha, miss lian'er, why should a servant girl hurt her kindness. Why did a servant girl hurt her harmony? Hum! With a cold smile, lian'er takes a step forward. The cold momentum makes people step backward.

"Why kill Ying'er?" Luo Jia Wang knew that he could not go out intact today. The two backers behind the girl were too strong. Although he followed the Vatican, he could not guarantee that the Vatican would protect himself.

His eyes narrowed and his eyes were full of killing intention. Under the sign of Luo Jiawang's eyes, he saw all the bodyguards around lian'er.

"Little slut, today I can't leave intact. I have to take a bit of backing when I die."

With a fierce smile, Luo Jiawang stood outside the encirclement circle. "You all look like such a sign. I really don't know whether it's the little bitch who tasted good yesterday or your body taste good. Don't worry. I'll love you well later."

With that, the king of luojiawang motioned to the bodyguard to start. At the moment when the bodyguard raised his broadsword and touched lian'er's look of killing, his unconscious hand trembled and the knife fell to the ground.

"Give me back Yinger's earrings."

"Earrings? What earrings? ha-ha! Stinky girl, you'd better take care of yourself first. You can't protect yourself. Even if you want to die, you should play enough to satisfy yourself. "

with a crazy smile, Luo Jiawang took the big knife in the guard's hand and forced lian'er to pass by.

"We can't leave the yard today. How about if we let you play this woman to death before we die?"

Licentious laughter reverberated throughout the yard, saying that Wang Da Dao of Luo family waved, and the sharp blade of the sword was close to lian'er's body, but it just opened the lapel of lian'er.

Suddenly, lian'er's red dress peeled off and fell to the ground.

"Ha ha, I will skin you, and then I will ravage you severely. I don't know what kind of expression he will have."

Luo Jia Wang raised her hand and the second knife was about to fall. At this time, lian'er's body shape flashed, and she quickly grasped a bodyguard and passed under the blade of King Luo's sword.

In an instant, an adult man became a ghost under the blade of the king of Luo's family.

"Give it to me. Whoever catches her will be the first one to play with."

Filthy language filled the yard. Lian'er looked at the bodyguards who surrounded her in the middle, and her eyes showed a deep bloodthirsty meaning.

"I Send you to hell. "

"Ha ha ha Save you? "

People laugh, looking at the women who think they can't do enough, the desire is more intense.

"I will let you know what happiness is. I will catch her and cook it after playing."

Luo Jia Wang's bloodshot eyes are staring at lian'er. Today he wants to let this woman accompany him to hell.

"I, Feng Feng lian'er, have never killed people in vain. I am now avenging Ying Ying'er and eradicating the world's sundries."

With that, lian'er waved the golden blade in her hand. "It's your creation to die under the golden blade."

"Go up, catch him for the king."

The bodyguards swarmed on, all wanted to be a good and cheerful at the first time, but who knows, what is waiting for them is the arrival of death.

Running to move the body, everyone found that they could not move half a step.

And the body seems to be imprisoned by something.

"Witch, what have you done to us?"

One of the bodyguards struggling, but found that bound to the body of a very fine gold wire will be bound into dumplings. And the other end of the gold wire is in the hands of the woman.

"I won't let you die so happily."

Corner of the mouth showed a smile, that smile let everyone see the heart cold.

Originally, the bodyguard wanted to say something, only heard a sound, extremely weak voice, the golden thread wrapped in the body completely disappeared into the flesh.

The intense pain made people cry out, and the blood gushed out stained the people.

In the courtyard, there are more than 40 bodyguards, and Jinsilian imprisons more than 20 people.

Only listen to the sound of Chi Chi, like a sharp knife cutting meat, people feel that the whole body hit by the pain can not be described.

Blood, along the golden blade flow all over the ground, more than 20 people's blood almost infected the whole yard, all of them looked at the scene in horror, wanted to escape, but found that their feet were shaking and could not move half a minute.

"Sister Ying'er will be very happy to see you like this."

After that, lian'er put her hands on it and saw that the more than 20 bodyguards who had already paid off disappeared in an instant. Looking down, a pile of corpses which had been cut into countless pieces were scattered on the ground.

Some people couldn't stand such a scene, bent down and vomited, even the king of Luojia."I said that we would let you all bury Yinger together."

Smile, although lian'er smiles and is beautiful, in people's eyes, is more than the killing of demons.

Just as they were ready to flee, they felt that they were bound by something.

"No, we know it's wrong. Please let us go."

Shouting and begging for mercy, the remaining 20 bodyguards knelt on the ground with instinct, but the result was the same. In an instant, they were cut into countless corpses.

"It's your turn."

Step by step, lian'er, dressed in red, walks to the king of Fanlian. The smell of blood spreads all over the yard. I don't know whether it is the blood that makes the clothes red, or the heart of lian'er red herself.

Step by step approaching the king of Luo's family, lian'er smiles and laughs extremely enchanting.

"Do you think I should give you a big gift?"

"No, miss lian'er, I was wrong. Please let me go."

Back away, there is no overlord's momentum. Looking at the bloody lotus son, the king of Luo's family regretted it.

But now regret what, can only escape.

At the moment when the king of Luo turned to escape, lian'er trapped the king of Luo with a golden blade in her hand.

"I said I would give you a big present."

Say, hands a force, see Luo Jia Wang's right hand is brush brush brush cut, intense pain is, the sound of Luo Jia Wang's voice is like killing a pig.

The second time, lian'er once again waved the golden blade in her hand, and the right arm of King Luo was cut off.

From time to time, the king of Luo family, who had no arms and legs, lay on the ground with only one breath left.

"Isn't it interesting?"

Squatting beside the king of Luo's family, lian'er looks at him in a pair of big eyes and torments the king of Luo.

"And a present."

Say, hand again a force, Luo Jia Wang's second younger brother was cut off.

The pain of the whole body has been unable to let Luo Jiawang cry, and the blood is almost drained. At this time, the king of luojiawang is the same as dead, and there is no difference.

"What a pity. Shall I let you live or die?"

It seems that she is thinking about a problem. Finally, lian'er stands up and smiles, "then life is better than death."

With that, his face waved the golden blade in his hand and threw the remnant body of the king of luojiawang into the hill where the corpse was piled up.

The strong smell of blood spread throughout the yard. When people came to the door and saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help being stunned.

"Lian'er..."

"My God..."

Turning around, her face was bloodshot. Lian'er was smiling and facing the crowd, "beautiful?"

Lost the focus of the eyes began to loose, lotus son in the moment of seeing the emperor Fan Yang, eyes closed, the body fell back.

"Sister Ying'er."

In her dream, lian'er sees the woman in white dancing in the moonlight. An Kailong is playing the flute, while she is playing the piano under the moon. There is a kind of pure to beautiful emotion between the three.

However, I don't know why, under the moonlight, the life of the woman in white becomes more and more shallow, and gradually becomes transparent.

He wanted to reach out to catch the figure of the woman, but his hands were empty.

"Sister Ying'er, don't leave, don't leave lianer behind."

Weeping, lian'er waved her hands, trying to grasp the lost Ying'er.

"Sister Ying'er, lian'er has lost Wuyang. Please don't leave..."

The pain felt all over the body, it was a kind of unspeakable heartache, like thousands of thin needles in the heart.

Why does she love people want to deal with her one by one, she is the wind trace lotus, why want the simplest, but never have.

"Lian'er, I'm here. I won't leave you."

Guarding on the edge of the big bed, Emperor Fan Yang tightly grasps lian'er's hand. The affection in his heart is interwoven with the sadness that flashes by his eyes.

Does lian'er think of Pei Wuyang again in her dream? Why Isn't it enough to do so much yourself.

"Lian'er, I will accompany you."

The big hand held on to lian'er's little hand, and lian'er was the same, holding tightly the warmth that seemed to be the only one to be held back.

Open her eyes, lian'er still has tears in the corner of her eyes. Looking at di Fan Yang's tired face, she pulls out a smile that is even worse than crying.

"Fan Yang..."

Her voice was hoarse, and she lost her former spirit. Lian'er looked around and recalled what happened before she fainted.

"Did lianer do something wrong again?"

Shaking his head, Emperor Fan Yang fondly stroked lian'er's long hair. "Lian'er can't do anything wrong."

Emperor Fan Yang from the side of a bowl of porridge, fragrance drift, but at this time the lotus son has no trace of appetite.

"Lian'er, you've been in a coma for four days. Take a small amount.""Yes."

Opening her mouth, lian'er eats the lean porridge sent by Emperor Fanyang mechanically, which is like chewing wax.

"Fanyang, king of Luojia..."

"Lian'er, don't worry. The king of Vatican has handed over the Xixia kingdom to others. All the people in the Luojia royal city will be executed."

After a while, a bowl of clear porridge came to the bottom. Lian'er was not happy to hear the fate of the king of Luo's family. Instead, there was a trace of hatred in her eyebrows.

All she wanted to kill was king Luo and his soldiers, but she never thought that all his family members were buried with her.

With her knees in her arms, lian'er's smaller body curls up together. She looks at di Fanyang, who is green and stubble in front of her eyes, and tears out a smile in front of her. " "Fan Yang, go and have a rest."

"Lian'er, I will accompany you."