Chapter 12

Oh, what a good father!

New and old wounds on her arm are constant. Only those who have been blinded by lard will turn a blind eye and decide her life and death.

Nangong yueluo took a step, but staggered a few times, still standing as proud as a plum, motionless.

He lianyue saw it, his face was calm, but his noble spirit made everyone look forward to it, and his eyes fainted with an imperceptible sneer, which implied contempt and disgust.

"Prime minister, this woman is so unfaithful and impure that she has brought so much shame to our palace and our royal family. She should be punished. If the prime minister doesn't give an explanation, his father will know that even the prime minister's office will be punished. " He lianyue's vermilion lips are slightly rippling, and his voice is warm and moist, but it is cold like winter snow.

Nangong Wende bowed himself and said, "Your Highness, please calm down. I will give you an explanation today."

The words fall, South Temple text virtuous tiger Mou flash past cruel Li, sternly way: "come a person, this brute is disorderly to beat to death."

With an order, several guards of the prime minister's residence rushed forward to capture Nangong yueluo.

The moon falls, the eyes are full of cold light, ha ha, what a crime to be punished, what a beating to death!

Today, if she does not die; In the future, she will pay back the revenge.

Nangong yueluo's beautiful eyes stare at Nangong Wende coldly. She is surrounded by the approaching guards. She falls to the ground and spits out words like ice beads: "Dad, do you really want to kill your daughter?"

"Hit, hit me hard!" Nangong Wende gave a ruthless order and gave a ruthless answer.

The moon lowered her eyebrows and gathered her eyes. She didn't make a sound any more. She didn't do any resistance as if she knew her life. However, the remaining light in the corner of her eyes was staring at the approaching guard.

When the iron bar in the guard's hand was about to fall on yueluo, the dejected girl broke away from her guard with the force of covering her ears. Then a kite turned over and kicked the iron bar in the guard's hand in front of her, and the iron bar fell firmly in her hand with a hook and a kick from her toe.

"Oh, so useless!" The month falls cold to hum a, immediately the iron stick is played by her to whir to make a ring, then the scream voice penetrates the sky.

Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit.

Under the spring light, the moon falls fighting alone with a stick, just like a king's sword coming out of its sheath, exuding the domineering power of the king.

With her actions, the little lotus just unfolded on her chest is looming, but it is tempting and imaginative.

The month falls to beat ruthlessly, but don't know her spring light divulges.

"Tut, it's beautiful, but it's too small!"

Cold not Ding, ethereal voice into the ear, is very good to hear, but through the bone cold.

Then, the shadow on her head flashed, and a black cloak covered her.

When the moon falls, the willow eyebrows frown slightly. Looking down, it's like a child stealing an adult's robe. It's funny.

When I looked up, I saw the golden mask shining in the scorching sun, but the man in black was bloodthirsty, and the red flowers on the other side of the clothes seemed to devour everything.

It seems that he is a purgatory. If he is careless, he will be doomed.

The fall of the moon instinctively shivers, cold, cold to the bone and blood, this man is obviously not a good person, not like to make the act of giving people clothes, but the other side flower on the cloak proves that it is this man.

It's against the rules!

The moon does not understand, Ning eyebrow thinking, but do not know the danger approaching, behind the originally lying on the ground of the guard up, lift stick fall, knot solid solid solid got a stick.