Chapter 644

"Sorry," Ling Tianwang said in a low voice.

He sent each other's fingers to his lips and kept pecking and kissing, which made Zhou ruo'an feel numb and tender.

"It's hard for him next door," Zhou ruo'an thought, with a smile in his eyes.

What's more, for her, it's not hurt at all. It's because Ling Tianwang's attitude made her not know how to treat her.

"It doesn't matter," Zhou ruo'an said casually, "but don't get excited too early. It's not sure who will win or lose in the end."

She raised her chin to make a proud look, but in Ling Tianwang's eyes, it was just a little sheep that she had sent to the door.

His eyes were deep, which made Zhou ruo'an dare not look directly at him.

Lose? Since he dared to make a bet, he never thought about the possibility of losing!

"Yes, I'm not sure whether I'll win or lose," he thought a lot. On the surface, he agreed with me with a smile. He seemed to be a bit strange and honest.

Honest? Aware of his own thoughts, Zhou ruo'an could not help shaking his head, a chill in his heart, Ling Tianwang has never been able to relate to this matter!

I don't know that my calculation is being looked forward to. There is nothing different about the prime minister in prison.

However, he was even more silent than before. What he likes to do most every day is to face the rough wall and think with eyes closed.

Although the officials in the capital tried their best to hide the existence of the victims in front of Song Ci, with the passage of time, there will always be a day when the paper can't hold fire.

The victims rioted.

This incident, like a bolt from the blue, Hit Song Ci's head, which made him become a little confused because of his indulgence in gentle hometown, and also made him clearly understand his current situation.

Song Ci kept breathing deeply, while the eunuch knelt beside him and quickly patted him on the chest to help him breathe.

However, even though the two pronged approach, Song Ci took a long time to be able to really breathe.

When he came back to his senses, he kicked the eunuch kneeling beside him, and then kicked over the table in front of him.

All the furnishings on the table fell to the ground with the falling of the table. The porcelain was smashed, the paper was spread all over the floor, and even the writing brush rolled in all directions.

Something jumped up from the ground and splashed on the people kneeling nearby, leaving a blue and purple or even bloodstain, but even so, they didn't dare to make any sound, just lowered their head a little and silently endured.

Looking at the mess in front of him, Song Ci was still angry, but at least he could barely calm down.

"Tell me, what's the matter? A riot? Oh Song Ci sneered and asked, biting his teeth.

Under the gaze of Song Ci, the kneeling man could not help shrinking for a moment, and his fingers trembled.

If he can, he wants to completely hide this matter, but unfortunately, reality does not give him this opportunity.

"The victims arrived two days ago..." He racked his brains to remember, and said at the same time.

Yesterday, the activities of porridge making in the prime minister's office continued, and even the other two families began to appease the victims.

Under such circumstances, the victims who had a faint sign of insurrection became docile again. They even began to try to build houses outside the city and reclaim land.

He breathed a sigh of relief, thought things would be so easy to be pressed down, and even had already thought about how to write a eulogy in his heart.

As for Song Ci, he didn't do anything to pacify the victims. He didn't even know that there were victims?

All over the world, is it the king's land? Is it the king's minister! Those spontaneous actions in the minister's office are the orders of Song Ci! Otherwise, there will be opposition!

But most of the time, life always develops to the things that people don't want most, and the most fundamental reason for all the sudden changes is the love of Song Ci!

"You, surround them for me!" The pale boy rode on the horse with a long whip in his hand and spoke with full arrogance.

Everyone was stunned because of the sudden appearance of the person, for a long time did not come back to God.

But the sudden arrival of the people and the dogs behind him did not give them time to react. They rudely surrounded the car with porridge and the people nearby.

It's not good who comes! All of us have this idea in mind.

No matter the victims who are queuing up or who have already received porridge, they quickly gather together, carefully surround the children and watch those people with vigilance.

Seems to be aware of the victims of the gaze, the man carelessly look at them, the bottom of the eye brow are not disguised disdain.

"What are you looking at?" He asked, "everyone doesn't know what they have to do in the capital. They're just disturbing everyone in the capital!""Damn undead things, dirty all over, I don't know if it will hurt my eyes!"

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He sat on the horse and looked down on everyone. His eyes crossed everyone's body and face, and he didn't hide his disdain.

Don't die Hurt your eyes Excuse me

These words make up a huge whirlpool that can hold the whole person down.

They are rapidly turning, forming a huge wind, will be eager to stabilize the victims one by one down, pressure into the dark underground world.

As if I didn't see the expression change of the victims at all, the man waved his hand and said, "drive them away, don't let them in front of me."

"What bad luck Finally, he made the final definition for the meeting between the two sides.

His voice did not lower, his language is no cover up into the ears of the victims, gave them a heavy blow.

"Did you hear that? Get out of the way. Don't stand here. Bad luck

"I don't know why you've come all the way here. The capital has no place for you!"

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They have been following the man behind, so arrogant things to do more, conscience and sympathy is never.

Because of this, they don't think their words are too much, and they don't think it's a big deal to force these victims to a dead end.

The victims have not recovered from the impact of that person's words, they will only let them drive them out and unconsciously stay away from the city wall.

"That's it. I think it's almost done." After patting his companion, the dog turned to look at him for a long time and said.

"Well, almost."

They looked at each other and ran back without hesitation.