Chapter 1725

Later, he was sent to the brothel by the so-called eighth prince, and there was a candidate for Jun Zhan that day.

At that time, Jun Zhan was very calm, calm to no emotion.

That night,

Disgusting words, greedy eyes, mixed with the smell of wine, are as disgusting as those men on that winter night.

It's disgusting.

That's what junzhan thought at that time.

The man was obviously drunk. He looked vaguely at the boy sitting quietly in the room. There was a trace of greed in his eyes. He staggered over and was about to jump up. He said, "come on, I'm happy today. I'll give you a lot of silver after I finish..."

The boy's pale lip color was lighter now, and looked a kind of pale in the candlelight,

Just when a man is about to jump

"Pa -" sound,

The whole world is quiet.

The man's eyes widened. It seemed that he didn't expect a little boy to dare to do it to himself. He cursed, covered his head, stretched out his hand and pulled the boy's wrist, "grass, don't be shameful, just die for me..."

One hand was restrained. Jun Zhan took the wine pot on the table next to him and smashed it into the man's brain.

The man didn't expect Jun Zhan to do it at all. He covered his head and watched the blood flow out of his hands. He suddenly felt black and dizzy on the ground.

Now,

The world is completely quiet.

Jun Zhan stood there for a few seconds. Without blinking, he broke his dislocated wrist back. The crisp bone made a sound. He looked at the unconscious man and took out the dagger without expression

The smell of wine mixed with the smell of blood filled the room,

Jun Zhan solved the man without shaking his hand according to the long thought plan.

That was junzhan's first time. Similarly, it won't be the last time.

No one can imagine,

A half year old child would carry out his plan so coldly and carefully without blinking.

But in the end, I can't get rid of it. After all, I was caught back.

At that time, just after the severe winter, the ice and snow melted, and it was early spring when the sun shone on people, warm.

But Jun Zhan's whole body was cold. The sun fell on him without a trace of warmth. Even his fingertips were cold, such as ice caves.

Maybe he was going to be killed alive. At that time, he was really going to die. The boy fell powerlessly to the ground, opened his godless eyes and looked at the warm and distant sunshine.

No matter how warm the sun is, it doesn't belong to him.

The whip has been numb to feel no pain. It seems that everything is very far away. Jun Zhan seems to see that cold winter night, a touch of blood, and the woman's final determination in an instant.

She said, "zhan'er, live well."

He has been trying to live, even if it is humble and cheap, he is also trying to live.

Because only when you live can you feel pain and have a chance to revenge,

If you die, you have nothing.

But, uh,

He's really, really tired and can't hold on.

Sorry

He may not be able to revenge.

The boy moved his feeble fingertips, as if he wanted to touch something unreal, but finally he passed through the air and didn't touch anything.

He looked at the distant sunshine, a trace of greed crossed his eyes, and finally closed his eyes powerlessly and slowly.

Ah Niang,

I'm a little tired. I'm so sleepy. I just want to sleep. I'll wake up in a minute

The boy quietly closed his eyes, his fingertips fell weakly, and a faint smile was on his lips.

He thought,

Maybe he's free.