Otherworldly Evil Monarch

The twenty-seventh chapter of the first abduction of Jun Moxie

Jun did not want to shake his head and laughed. Even Xiao Yang, who was on the side, laughed. Although the little devil did not understand the meaning of Jun Da Gao Ren’s words, it seems that the potato silk and the boiled water are really nothing to eat. This little devil knows of.

Tang Yuan is too fat and wide, and he is very embarrassed. His memory is not very good. He has forgotten the contents of the back. This speech is purely impromptu. It is just like a residual impression. Decent, it is really talent.

Tang Fatzi is still lingering underneath, but the young master of the Great Master has no interest in listening again. He smiles and looks at Yang Mo: "Why, I am in a good mood, Yang Xiao girl?"

Yang Mojun's little face sank instantly, and he was always jealous of Jun Moxie's call to his little girl. He even forgot the rebuttal. He snorted in the nose and turned his head. Equality Wang Shizi is smarter than the ordinary little devil, but after all, it is only a 10-year-old child. It’s hard to be calm when he meets the humiliating things before, but he is not even a change. An adult who is not too deep in the city is also unable to withstand it.

"I’m angry, I have a fart!” Junda’s killer snorted and didn’t hesitate to persuade him. He swayed his legs and shook it: “Be bullied, you only know how angry you are, and you can’t do anything else. In this case, it is better not to be angry, no good."

"Since anger is useless, how can I do it?" Yang Mo endured a long tear, and finally spilled out.

"Call your little girl is not wrong at all. When you have something, you will cry, crying, crying? Husband and man, tears are not moving, it is really shameful, no wonder it will be bullied!" Jun Moxie disdainful, grabbed a table Big apple, you just took a bite: "Cry useful? Can you solve the problem if you cry? If you cry again, give me a go. Roll it to another place and cry! I won't say it to you, not even I will give you an idea to help you out."

"I don't cry." Yang Mo hurriedly wiped his tears, but he still choked twice, obsessively watching Junda Gaoren: "Jun brother, you said that you are a smart person, you tell me, what should I do?" The three of them loved to bully me from an early age. I... every time I saw them, I was scared. I didn’t dare to think about anything. I just wanted to escape immediately... Grand Brother, you told me what should I do to be bullied by them. How can I revenge!?"

"Revenge out? This is no way." Jun Mo evil eyelids do not turn over, the old **** is in the road: "The people are the son of the emperor. The secular world, what is the biggest? The emperor is the biggest! The emperor's son, to bully you, you can have What is the way? Tolerate you, who makes you better than others?"

"But I don't want to endure. Mo Xie brother, you said that you are the smartest, nothing can stump you..." Yang Mo grabbed Jun Moxie's right hand and shook: "You will give me an idea, I beg you, Mo Xie brother..."

"Call, stop, and hurry," Jun Moxie hurriedly pushed his hand away, impatiently saying: "This is not a clever or clever solution. People are emperors, you are not an emperor, you let How can I help you? Really can't! There is no way!"

Yang Mo stunned, and his eyes filled with water mist in an instant. When he saw his eyes, he would flow out. The small mouth was flat and he would cry out loud. At this moment, suddenly his eyes lit up and the cry of the exit was about to erupt. I swallowed back, my eyes sparkled, and my mouth silently read: "...Mo Xie brother, you just said that 'the emperor is the emperor, you are not the emperor'..."

"Why am I not an emperor? I am also the son of the grandfather. Why am I just a prince, but the emperor is the emperor? I am also the blood of the grandfather, why they can bully me, but I can’t resist at all. "Yang Mo squinted at the big round eyes and asked Jun Da Gao in black and white.

"You just said it, and it is the grandfather and the blood of the relatives. This is all about your family. Where do I know?" Jun Moxie seems to be impatient. He said: "You said that you can be the same as you." I have no interest, I have been bullied since I was a child, I still can’t resist, I don’t even dare to put one, I am used to nature, so I can only be bullied when I grow up, naturally I will not become an emperor! So even now my son To be bullied!"

"I don't want to be bullied again!" Yang Mo slammed his fist: "I don't want to be bullied after growing up! And my descendants, I don't want them to be bullied!"

"This can be difficult, it is difficult..." Jun Moxie sighed with a false impression.

"Is it only if the emperor is not bullied? I will not be bullied, my children and grandchildren will not be bullied?" Xiao Yang Mo asked.

Jun Moxie sighed: "I don't know, I really don't know!"

"I want to be an emperor, can you say no?" Yang Mo squinted with pure eyes.

"You? You just said, you are the grandson of your grandfather, naturally qualified!" Jun Moxie squinted: "The basic qualification is there, but the other is too far, far enough grid!"

"Then ask Mo Xie brother to tell me, what should I say is enough? I don't want to be bullied again!" Yang Mo asked.

When Jun Moxie had to answer the answer, he heard the coughing sound of the monarch behind him, and there was a coughing sound that was like a screaming scream. It was like a rickety, and he was afraid that others could not hear it. Such a deafening cough It was only confined to this independent room. It is really a master of Tian Xuan. It can be so freely retracted, really!

Jun Sanye is here, the more he listens, the more he is wrong. He is screaming at the children, how can the topic go three times and two turns to the ruling position, and still not conceal, red fruit? In the way of educating children such as Jun Moxie, it is estimated that Xiao Yangmo does not take too long, just take a month or two with the Junda military division, if it still takes a month or two, isn’t it too The means of looking down on the military commander of the Grand Army, at most, is a few days of effort, can successfully ridicule the equal Wang Shizi into a hard-core rebel, nine regrets no regrets...

What do you want to do with this kid?

"This question, I can't answer you. After you go home, don't ask you, you will definitely say: bullying is good! Just teach you for me, how and how, as long as you Honest, who will bully you." Jun Moxue learned the tone of the prince.

"How do you know? Every time I am bullied, I almost always say this, but how do they bully and bully, and become more and more intensive." Yang Mo squinted, a face of worship, this brother is really a So smart.

Because my grandfather said so.

Jun Mo sinful, but the mouth will not say it straight, snorted two times, said: "I naturally know. I also know that you are a small traitor, what others said to you, you will tell you when you turn around Oh, are you?"

"I will not betray my friends! I said, people who sell friends are not good people, I am a good person, I will not betray my friends!" Xiao Yang Moen's face rose red.

"You are impatient?" Jun Moxie gave him a glance and said: "But the method is not, I will tell you a story first, is it good to play?"

Yang Mo is downcast, and the lack of attachment is: "Good."

On the one hand, the king did not intend to put his heart back in his stomach, secretly wiped a cold sweat. These two little madmen finally did not discuss the sensitive topic, and began to tell the story. I almost scared me out...

"The name of this story is called "the change of Xuanwumen"," Jun Moxie smiled. Thus, Tang Taizong Li Shimin became the king's son, and Li Jiancheng and Li Yuanji became Li Shimin's cousin, and also the cousin who always loves to bully himself... A cousin has to endure and endure, and finally can't bear it, just in the Xuanwu goalkeeper. Brother killed, I took the throne and finally did not have to be bullied by others...

Jun did not intend to start listening to Yang Mo with a smile. He often listened to Jun Moxie to tell some stories, and he liked it very much. For example, there is a story called the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. The content inside makes the king unintentional. If you see Jun Moxie and tell the story today, and listen to the name you have not heard of, you will naturally pay attention.

However, with Jun Moxie’s eloquent speech, Jun did not intend to listen to it in the future. The time of the nerves that had just been relaxed was tight, and it was tighter than before. A cold sweat drenched the underwear inside.

The story of the king Wang Jungao a story can actually make a Tian Xuan master into this virtue, I believe this achievement is not the end, but it must be unprecedented!

My goodness, today, I really want to live my life, and I will be scared to death once again. Jun Moxie, what is your kid’s story about shit?

I drop a day, if you simply provoke rebellion, Yang Mo is estimated to have heard this kid, and the tone of his heart will be counted, the children are not vengeful, but you tell this story... This is not in the fire Did you pour a bucket of oil on it?

"Kill it well! It should be like this! No mercy!" Xiao Yang Mo waved his hand in excitement, cheering loudly, but suddenly there was a strange flash of light in his eyes. Still eager? Or is it fanatical... or what else do you mean?

Jun Mo evil eyes flashed, almost. Too much to say, how much can a child remember? The seed is to be irrigated with a little watering before it can grow into a big tree. When you throw it into the ocean, you will be drowned.

Below, a strange scent burst out, causing a repressed exclamation. A few people upstairs are paying attention.

The auction of Tianpinmei wine finally began after a huge momentum. On the stage, there was also a half-bone man with a tall and straight body, a spirited, a neat Tsing Yi, a thick eyebrow like a sword, and a cold and fierce.

When I saw this person, even Jun Moxie was also a big surprise. Is this the singer of the Song Dynasty? This is really a man relying on the clothes horse to lean on the saddle, the new clothes are also put on, the back is not camel, the waist is not bent, the whole person looks like a reborn.

"Gift a glass of wine, send a wound to the king. Song injury?!" Song Lao Sanyi appeared, the audience suddenly recognized. Song injury, rumors are a master of Tianxuan level! Today, I am actually an auctioneer for this noble church!

Really... the nobility is home.

The rich taste of the wine is empty, and everyone can't help but **** the nose. These wines, just by the fragrance, are worthy of the title of Tianpinmei! Everyone suddenly couldn’t wait.

The black robe behind the Princess of the Spirit dreams **** the nose, and the eyes shine with a strange light. As a king of a country, he has never tasted this wine. It can be seen how rare it has been.