There is no real fairness and justice in this world.

Sometimes, it means taking treasures that don't match your own strength and then causing disaster.

It's better to say that smart trading, or actively offering treasure to find a way to rely on the mountain, the loss will ultimately ensure their own safety.

But what if this jade Bi is you? So what else?

Chance coincides with the birth of wisdom, through countless hardships and growth, but finally learned that it is only the dish of Chinese food that has been chosen by people for a long time.

The result is, of course, unacceptable.

Since I don't want to accept it, I can only resist it. The difficulty is certain. After all, as far as the level of strength is concerned, it's too far away.

Or rather, how many people can protect themselves in such a big world?

The road of resistance is impassable, so we can only think of ways from ourselves. Since what you want is the strength that I am pregnant with, then we will pollute it and lose its value completely.

Of course, this road is not easy to follow and extremely dangerous, but if there is another choice, who will make it?

Hate?

Of course, I hate it, but the world has been like this since ancient times. It's not elegant and gentle, but like two scholars meeting on the Bank of LiuDi, enjoying each other and reporting their names to make friends.

But it's not like that.

Now the corpses are bloody and the nose is flushed. Ruan Jing's appearance is instinctive. His hair is at the center of his instinct, and his hair is cold behind his back.

Qin Huan said, "Qin Huan."

Ruan Jing clapped her hands and praised her face. "According to historical records, there was a great country named Qin in ancient times. It was powerful and unified. All around the world were Royal lands. It governed hundreds of millions of living creatures. It's a wonderful name for you."

Qin Huan's mouth was drawn. This is the first time. Is it praised?

Thinking about it, facing Ruan Jing's eyes, he nodded, "thank you very much."

Qin Huan didn't want to talk about it with this scholar. It wasn't because he killed people, but because of his fear.

Although he has been gentle and cordial since the meeting, and there is no half violence between his words, the more so, the more uneasy he is.

There is always a sense that the person in front of him can tear the skin and show his ferocious claws and teeth at any time.

If you don't want to say more, don't say it.

"Farewell!" said Qin

He didn't turn around. He backed away.

Ruan Jing raised her hand. "Young master Qin, please wait a moment. I have something to ask for!" He raised his hand and pointed to Yunshi. "The maid around me lost her in an accident. Ruan's only hobby is reading. The so-called tea adding fragrance is my favorite thing. If Prince Qin is willing to send this woman to me, Ruan must be very grateful."

"I don't want to," Qin said

Ruan Jing frowned, "you really don't want to cut love?"

Qin Huan's eyes turned cold. "Yes."

Air into silence, after a few breath Ruan quiet sigh, "well, since so, Ruan won't take people's love, goodbye."

Bowing his hand, he stepped forward. His long sleeves fluttered to dissipate the air of dust. In a few blinks of an eye, they disappeared at the end of his sight.

Qin Huan turned and left.