Chapter 1030

Feng Sujin's whisper, night Ling did not hear clearly at the beginning, but Feng Sujin has been repeating in the mouth, night Ling suddenly heard.

Night Ling only felt that a huge hammer hit her head and knocked her out, which made her unable to think at all.

She raised her head abruptly and looked at the direction of the wall with sour eyes.

Then Is that junshao?

How could it be, no No... It's impossible.

In the center of all human eyes of their dark Pavilion, junshao is a god like existence. How could it be hanged on the wall in a totally different way, and be regarded as a terrorist by the people of the imperial capital, who constantly throw eggs and vegetables.

No Impossible

Jun Shao is so noble and elegant, and his blood is so noble. How can he bear this

These are all the people he loves. How could they treat him like this

No, it's not junshao. It must not be.

Night Ling's eyes turn red, and she can't help junshao, but she suddenly goes to observe the next few corpses.

The closer to the wall, the more you can see it. The man on the left is naked, though he has so many scars that he can't see it clearly.

But there are several vertical and horizontal wounds. She knows them clearly It was night thirty-five. They had a mission together.

There is a scar that was filled in not long ago.

And the next one, the shape of the fingers bending, is night 17, when his fingers are training, they are used to bending like that

One by one, night Ling's mood was no longer tense.

That is to say, the person he can't recognize is probably junshao?

It's impossible for a young lady to recognize you Shao.

Ah Ah...

Night Ling in the heart of the crazy cry, she looked around the people, suddenly want to kill them, kill them.

These are her companions, and they are in secret chambers. How can they be allowed to insult them.

In particular, junshao is the real king's blood. He has been working hard for the Empire and the people, but they treat him like this.

Injustice, injustice

Night Ling's heart was controlled by bloodlust, and her thoughts were controlled by killing and hatred.

Suddenly, Yeling couldn't help it. One of them came out and shouted, "that's not bandits, that's not bandits, that's junshao, that's junshao It's junshao... "

Night Ling sends out hysterical voice, startled to throw egg to throw rotten vegetable leaf many common people at once.

Everyone looked at each other, Jun Shao? How can it be that junshao, the man on the wall who can hardly see the appearance, is junshao?

How could it be.

We can't bear the fact in our hearts. It's not junshao. Junshao won't die.

And we are not willing to accept that they throw less things at the king.

So instinctively reject this possibility.

"She's a fellow terrorist. Don't believe her. Those are our enemies, bandits and terrorists. Think about how many of us they killed suddenly..."

"Yes, please don't believe her. She is a member of the same party. Look at her, she is not a good person at first sight..."

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Guo Yongjun has already calculated all the situations, so he has arranged for people to agitate everyone here.

The people are the most easily agitated. He holds their hearts and incites them. No one can recognize the corpse. In this way, all forms are controlled in his hands.

"Yes, yes, this is not junshao, not junshao..."

"This man ran out and said nonsense. What does she know? We don't remember that there is such a person around junshao."