The Empire's Mr.Jun Is Playing The Villain Again

Wind Su Jin whispered words, night Ling did not hear clearly at the beginning, but wind Su Jin has been repeating in the mouth, Yeling suddenly heard.

Yeling only felt that a huge hammer had hit her head, which made her dizzy, making her unable to think at all.

She suddenly looked up, eyes sour at the direction of the city wall.

So Is that Jun Shao?

How can it be, no No It's impossible.

In the center of the eyes of all the people in their dark Pavilion, Jun Shao is a god like existence. How could he be hanged on the wall of the city in such a way that the people in the imperial capital regard them as bandits and terrorists and constantly throw eggs and vegetables and leaves.

No Impossible

Jun Shao is so noble and elegant, and his blood is so noble. How can he bear this

These are all the people he loves. How could they treat him like this

No, it's not Jun Shao. It must not be.

Ling, however, could not help observing the corpse.

The closer you get to the city wall, the better you can see. The man on the far left is naked. Although the wound is so heavy, it's hard to see clearly.

But there are several vertical and horizontal wounds, she can clearly recognize It was thirty-five at night. They had a mission together.

There's a scar that was filled in not long ago.

And the next one, the shape of his fingers bending, is night 17. When he trains his fingers, he is used to bending like that

One by one, Ye Ling can't stand her emotions any longer.

That is to say, the person he can't recognize is probably Jun Shao?

It is impossible for the young lady not to recognize junshao.

Ah Ah

Yeling in the heart of the crazy cry, she looked at the people around, suddenly want to kill them, to kill them.

These are her companions, the people of the dark Pavilion. How can they be allowed to insult them.

Junshao, in particular, is the blood of a real king. He has been working hard for the Empire and the people, but he has been treated like this by them.

Unfair, unfair

Yeling's heart is manipulated by bloodlust, and her thoughts are controlled by killing and hatred.

All of a sudden, Yeling couldn't help but come out and yelled, "that's not bandits, that's not bandits, that's junshao, it's junshao It's Jun Shao... "

Yeling made a hysterical voice, which suddenly shocked many people who threw eggs and rotten vegetable leaves.

Everyone looked at each other, Jun Shao? How could it be Jun Shao, the man who could hardly be seen on the wall was Jun Shao?

How could that be possible.

Everyone can't bear the fact that Jun Shao will not die.

And we are not willing to accept that they throw things at Jun Shao.

So instinctively reject this possibility.

"She is an accomplice of terrorists. Don't believe her. Those are our enemies, bandits and terrorists. Think about how many of us they killed suddenly..."

"Yes, don't believe her. She is a member of the party. If you look at her, you can see that she is not a good person..."

……

Guoyong Jun had already settled all the situation, so he had arranged for people to agitate everyone here.

The common people are the most easily agitated. He holds their hearts and incites them. In addition, no one can identify the corpse. In this way, all forms are controlled in his hands.

"Yes, yes, this is not junshao, not junshao..."

"This person even ran out and said nonsense. What does she know? We don't remember such a person around Jun Shao."

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