Quickly cross this bowl of dog food

Chapter 682

late at night.

In Lingxiu Mountain, there was deathly silence.

"Are you still running?"

Jun Yan holds a long sword in his hand and points it at the man.

The cyan robe and black hair fluttered with the wind, the young man's face was pure and clear, his eyes were deep and cold, like a thousand zhangs of ice.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, touching, charming and dangerous.

The temperament is cold and alienated.

Totally unpredictable.

The man was the subordinate sent by Junjing, he smiled contemptuously, without any fear, "Oh, I never thought that Mr. Junyan's life would be so great."

Although Jun Yan is a prince, he is notoriously unfavored. In addition, Jun Jing has become a prince and occupies the position of heir. Even his subordinates dare to call Jun Yan by his full name.

Indeed, no one has ever respected Jun Yan.

They called him back and forth, but he could only choose to obey.

Do not listen?

will die.

Jun Yan lowered his eyes, all the light in his eyes seemed to disappear in an instant, he carelessly drew his lower lip, and said lightly: "But your life is not long."

The moonlight stretched Jun Yan's shadow for a long time, inexplicably adding a bit of gloom and terror. The sharp-boned sword held a sword and slashed at the man's body, and then again.

The man's exclamation, screams, and even the sound of breathing gradually became smaller.

From the beginning to the end, Jun Yan was smiling, but his eyes were like a bottomless cold pool, looking at it made people fearful.

The guard standing on one side also shuddered.

He didn't even know his master.

When did the master become so cruel and ruthless?

But perhaps, such a forced change is the master's way of survival.

In that deep palace where people kill people and eat people without spitting out their bones, only by becoming stronger and growing their own power can they survive.

Otherwise, the outcome will be a dead end.

No one should make way for anyone or show mercy to anyone.

Intrigue and intrigue are never simple words.

Since ancient times, there has been a lot of history of brotherhood.

There is destined to be only one person who can survive to the end and ascend to the throne.

Everyone is running for interests and goals, even if they forget their original intentions and siblings, it doesn't matter.

After all, they don't even remember themselves, and other things can only become a burden, so on the way forward, they will use any means, and they will get rid of all threats regardless of the consequences.

The master used to be the biggest living target in the deep palace, the focus of all firepower.

Even if he doesn't fight or grab, no one will let him go easily.

"Throw it away, feed the dog."

Jun Yan put the long sword back into the scabbard, and didn't even give any extra glances, his eyes were dark.

"Yes."

The guard agrees.

Jun Yan was walking in the woods of Lingxiu Mountain, the wind blew the leaves rustling, playing a weird movement.

He has always been so lonely.

Jun Yan paused and seemed a little tired. He sat on the ground and leaned against the tree trunk.

He picked up a leaf and crushed it gently.

Once upon a time, like this leaf, he was manipulated by others, and the crisis was always lurking by his side, but he didn't realize it, and even tried to make friends with the enemy.

Where in the world does true emotion exist?
It is nothing more than the artificiality of the world, and it is put on.

So did he.

Pretending to be flawless in front of everyone, pretending to forget all wounds.

But how can everything that really happened be forgotten?
How many times hovering on the edge of life and death.

Jun Yan will not forget, nor can he.

(End of this chapter)