Nangong moon falling, eyes more and more cold, the whole person like ice cellar general, eyes full of chilling.

If the whole body could see such scenes and be forced to ride on a wooden donkey by his own father, what a fright and despair.

Fortunately, it was her who met this scene today. There was no despair or heartache in her eyes.

Nangong yueluo looks at Nangong Wende coldly, with light voice and no waves: "dare to ask the prime minister, is this to let yueluo sit on a wooden donkey?"

"Villain, you are not only cruel and vicious, but also dissolute. Don't you sit up and suffer the punishment of riding a wooden donkey." Nangong Wende said coldly.

Nangong yueluo looks at Nangong Wende. She is so miserable that she will die her own daughter. She has no shame on her face. At this moment, Nangong yueluo hates Nangong Wende.

Pingyang Hou Dang saw wooden donkey was pushed out of the moment, no waves, eyes full of cynicism.

Nangong yueluo is lonely and proud. She is as independent as a plum. Her black eyes are shining with a cool radiance, waiting for the people around her to rush up and catch her guard at any time.

Hand slowly out of the sleeve as thin as cicada wing scalpel, shining in the hot sun.

The scalpel in her hand is as thin as a cicada's wing. It's delicate and wonderful.

With the absolute cold radian she aroused, I was shocked. Is this a massacre?

Seeing the murderous spirit of Nangong yueluo, Su's face turned white. He quickly hid behind Nangong Wende and said in a trembling voice: "Miss... You are a cruel and vicious woman. You are a licentious woman. Now you want to kill your relatives..."

Nangong yueluo sneered: "ha ha, so cruel as jackal's relatives, why not kill them?"

Say, the scalpel in the hand, gently beat in the palm, once, as if beating on the tip of everyone's heart.

Nangong Wende yelled out: "evil animal, don't take up the knife in your hand and ride on the wooden donkey. You are such a wild animal, and you are as cruel as a snake and scorpion. Don't fight with trapped animals."

"Ha ha, that's a good father. I keep saying that I kill people. I'm wild. You can see with your own eyes that people are killed by the fall of the moon. Can you see with your own eyes that I seduce the guards and am wild by nature? How wild am I? " The voice of the moon in Nangong seems to come through hell. At the moment, the eyes are twinkling with frightful coldness. It's creepy to touch.

"What are you doing? If you don't tie people up, you'll get a wooden donkey. " Nangong Wende has no shame on his face. On the contrary, he looks disgusted and contemptuous. It seems that Nangong yueluo is a dirty thing.

"Ha ha, come on, although you come forward, my knife is a gift from Xiaowang. If anyone wants to test whether my knife is sharp or not, you can go forward and have a try."

"Don't worry, I will send you to hell with a knife." The sound of the moon falling in the south palace is as light as the wind, but every word is as cold as a magic sound, which makes people shudder.

"Evil animal, you don't want to defile the king Xiao. How can the king Xiao send you this sword? You are such a shameful evil animal, and you will not be punished soon." Nangong Wende's cold way.

Nangong yueluo's hand beat on the palm of his hand. With rhythm, he walked to mulu fearlessly.

People thought that she really obediently rode on the donkey to be punished.

Nangong yueluo walks to the wooden donkey. Her beautiful eyes are as cold as ice. Her scalpel is as thin as a cicada's wing. It cuts a frigid arc in the air. All they hear is the sound of "click, click". The next moment, the good wooden donkey is dismembered.