Whoever has a hard fist is the overlord. It's not about human feelings or etiquette. As long as our country is strong.

Dugu ye, good for you.

It's a good abacus. It's really a good abacus. Unfortunately, she may not get into his mind. You can't count all alone in this world.

"Princess, don't be like this. Fools don't know what's going on. Don't worry about them. Don't be angry with yourself." Autumn marks see Ryukyu do not speak, a hurry.

"Master." Du Yi's words are not superfluous. He only frowns and shouts ryukyue.

In January, there were countless rumors. The spearhead was not xuanyuanche, but Ryukyu.

One angry crown is a beauty.

No one blames the prince of Aoyun, Dugu ye, for fighting for beauty.

Only blame, the beauty of the disaster, only the moon of Ryukyu who caused the disaster for the sky.

No one remembers that if there was no Ryukyu guarding for three years, maybe the sky had already fallen.

No one remembers that if there were no Ryukyu, their king, their king of wings, would have died. At this time, the sky did not know what it was like.

No one remembers her kindness and love for Tianchen.

Everyone can only remember that she brought disaster to the sky. Although the disaster is still groundless, everything is still empty.

However, all the people remember, impulsive, angry.

Human nature is selfish.

People's words are awesome, Ryukyu first appreciate its charm, its infinite killing power.

Dugu ye, Dugu Ye.

"Come with me, brother." In the noise of angry scolding, a fresh voice came, close at hand.

Ryukyu eyebrows move, this is the voice of Yunzhao.

Slowly opened his eyes, Ryukyu saw that Du yidagger was leaning on his neck, but there was no sign of panic.

That looks at own eyes, has pities, has the light smile, has she does not want to understand the thing.

"Satisfied." Leaning on the chair, Ryukyu looks at Yunzhao coldly with both hands holding his chest.

On her face, there was no loneliness, no depression, no despair, no anger.