Jun Mo yuan light hook lips, gently smile.

That smile, like the scorching sun in July, seems to warm the whole cold prison.

His smile was not small.

Jun Leng Yan naturally heard it. His face changed and he turned to look in the direction of Jun Mo yuan.

Jun Mo yuan is not shy, he came out from the corner.

Step by step, came to the front of Jun Lengyan.

"Fourth brother, you're all right..."

This sound four younger brothers, let Jun Leng Yan look up and laugh.

"Fourth brother ha-ha. How long has it been since I heard the name? Jun Moyuan, do you really think I'm your fourth brother? "

Jun Mo yuan coagulates the Jun Leng Yan who is full of embarrassment and can't recognize the outline of facial features.

He pursed his thin lips and laughed faintly.

"Admit it or not, you are my fourth brother. You and I are half brothers after all Even though I have I hate you to the bone... "

Jun Lengyan's eyes, gradually smile out of tears.

The tears, along his dirty cheek, flow into the corner of his mouth.

Well, the taste of tears is bitter.

It's very bitter.

"Jun Moyuan, give me a good time I don't want to live any longer It's tiring to live I'm too tired. "

Never thought that one day, he would feel tired living.

However, every day, every hour in prison, he felt extremely miserable.

Scenes of the past flashed before his eyes.

In his life, he has hurt many people and lost many women.

Perhaps, now this end, is his retribution.

I hope that in the next life, he will no longer be born in the imperial family.

No longer in order to fight for power and profit, and lose conscience, do the dirty work.

Jun Moyuan is standing high and looking at you coldly for a long time.

He rubbed a jade finger on his thumb.

After a long time, he sighed softly.

"Good I will help you. Come on, give him the punishment of cutting off his waist immediately We must let his blood run out and die... "

In the past life, yueqianlan once suffered.

He wants you to bear it all over again.

Only in this way can they be regarded as clear.

Jun Lengyan smiles and kowtows in the direction of Jun Moyuan.

When his forehead was on the cold floor, he was willing to admit defeat -

"thank Lord longen..." He whispered in a hoarse voice: "I hope you can treat her well Let her this life, will never experience betrayal and pain Jun Moyuan raised his eyebrows and sneered: "you don't have to say that I will treat her well I have been waiting for her for two generations. How can I have the heart to make her sad? Let's say goodbye. I pray that I will never see you again

Finish saying this sentence, the gentleman Mo yuan a jilt clothes robe, again didn't have a silk hesitation to turn round to leave here.

Jun Lengyan looked, his figure, in his line of sight gradually disappeared.

He hooked his lips and chuckled.

I'll never see you again -

good, good. He's tired, too.

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the wind outside the skylight roars.

Jun Lengyan seems to have heard a woman singing. The content of the lyrics seems to be where he has heard it.

The song is so familiar.

He looked up, fell on the weeds, and slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know how long later, a sound of footwork came.

When the door opened, he was picked up rudely.

Jun Lengyan slowly opened his eyes, a knife light, from his eyes across.

The next moment, the axe mercilessly, cut from his waist.