Comprehensive comic: The wailing in the prison of the imperial capital

The struggle between Dian Wei and the Euphorbia is like an American football colliding with each other, full of rough and heroic aesthetics of violence.

Whether Yuan Xi could escape or not, Ying Shouren didn't care, but began to stare curiously, Dian Wei's treasure chest.

From the beginning of the war to the present, Dian Wei threw out the halberd, not to mention fifty, but more than thirty, a man with such a mighty iron tower, throwing stones like a naughty child.

As for Dian Wei's safety, there is no need to worry, although the murderous reputation of the Euphorbia is outside, and the elites such as the White Horse Yicong and the Trap Camp belong to the same level of existence.

But the number of people in front of him, if multiplied by ten, may also cause trouble to Dian Wei, only twenty people, and half of them have to be divided to resist the knight of the golden gun who abandoned the horse and rushed over, and it is even more difficult to take care of.

Dian Wei was also interested, not like harvesting leeks, harvesting the lives of euphorbias, these people are all about two meters tall, and they should look quite resistant to beating.

Especially the leader of the team, who is close to two meters and a half in height, the two sides played against each other.

"Duang!"

The two sides collided, Dian Wei stood still, and the man was slammed back.

"Click!", several small trees as thick as thighs were directly destroyed.

Dian Weiton felt bored, took out a few small halberds from his pocket, and cleaned up the scene in a few moments.

In this battle, Ying Shouren won a complete victory, two of the 28 cavalry were slightly injured, and all the cavalry of the other side were wiped out, leaving more than 700 corpses on the official road, and it is estimated that more than 100 people ran away.

As for Yuan Xi, who is the leader, he has long lost his arrogance and domineering, like a little chicken, prostrate and kneeling on the ground.

Xun Chen arched his hand and said, "Lord, it's better to hurry up."

Ying Shouren also lost interest, such a little white face, it was meaningless to torture, and waved his hand to Dian Wei, who jumped up, like an elephant stepping on a mouse that had lost its resistance.

The skull was shattered, the brains were splashed, and the face was unrecognizable, and a headless corpse was lying quietly on the official road.

Although the six horses that pulled the cart when they came were all dead, in the process of fighting just now, six horses with good sales were re-selected from more than 100 war horses to be used to pull the cart.

Ying Shouren continued to set off, and it is estimated that he would not even recognize his own mother as he was crushed by the headless corpse and flattened into a mess of flesh.

Yuan Benchu retaliated or not, Ying Shouren didn't care, he looked for trouble three times and twice, he really thought he was pinched in the mud, and he saw how he punished the three clans of the Yuan family in the future.

Within a day, Win Shouren took advantage of the prosperity and returned in defeat, Tian Feng did not plan to take refuge in himself, especially when he learned that Yuan Shao was suffering the pain of losing his son at this time.

"I, Yuan Benchu and Ying Shouren, swear not to be incompatible!" The

entire Yuan Mansion was shrouded in a layer of shadows, Yuan Xi's biological mother, crying almost fainting, the only person who could be called stealing joy was naturally Yuan Shao's youngest third son, and now only thirteen-year-old Yuan Shang.

As for the eldest son Yuan Dan, who wore linen and filial piety, knelt in front of the second brother's clothed mound: "Father, please hand over the halberd to the child, I want to avenge the second brother." "

Both sides know who did it, but even if the Yuan family is indignant, they don't dare to continue to make trouble at this moment, once all the balance is broken, even if they really kill Ying Shouren, their own family will have to bear a painful price, and even become a handle for other families to suppress.

Yuan Shaoyin stared coldly in the direction of the imperial capital: "That old immortal won't be able to stumble for long, but when Xi'er's revenge is revenge, he will be avenged for his father." "

Yuan Shao lost his son, and the whole Jizhou was panicked for a while, after all, there were many protégés and former officials, all of whom were from the Yuan family.

But it doesn't mean that the Yuan family can cover the sky with one hand here, and the slightly larger family can't wait for the Yuan family to go to war with the Marquis of Xiaoyao head-on.

The clouds were thick, waiting for the moment when the old emperor was waiting, and the storm fell suddenly.

The Zhen family also began to reduce its external business on a large scale, and since it has bound the ship of Ying Shouren, it will be both a loss and a glory.

Although the slap is loud, it is far less than a tightened fist, and it is more destructive.

was rejected by Tian Feng one after another, Xun Chen was also very disappointed in himself, but Ying Shouren could see it: "Youruo, just wait for the price to sell, no wonder they, for the sake of today, let's stabilize their position!"

When Ying Shouren came back again, it had been forty days.

During this period, Olivia and Lilia, the two princesses of the dead country, have been ruthlessly trained to obey and dare not have any heart to resist.

Ruthlessly clocking in on time every day, it seems that he has adapted to such a comfortable tranquility, making tea in his spare time, reading the newspaper, and passing the time of boredom.

Ding Xiu is no stranger to this, every time he encounters a prisoner who is difficult to deal with, he directly asks this master who is proficient in mind reading to take action, and he can directly solve it with three strokes and five divisions.

In a comfortable lounge, because of the ruthless existence, it is very warm to renovate.

In Ying Shouren's field of vision, just watching the ruthless and leisurely sipping tea, Lilia knelt on the side and rubbed her legs, and Olivia stood behind her obediently and beat her back.

This special meow, where to reason, the two little maids who I caught from thousands of miles away, actually served others at this time.

When the two little maids saw Ying Shouren, their bodies trembled instinctively, they shrank their heads and stepped back, and when they saw Ying Shouren ruthlessly, they ordered: "Don't stop, continue." Then

he said to Ying Shouren: "Master Hou, sit down and taste this freshly brewed jasmine tea." But

I really regard this place as my home, seeing the ruthless little face, it was obviously moistened, Ying Shouren sat aside casually: "I haven't seen you for more than a month, the ruthless girl is doing well!"

Ruthless Waner smiled and said: "Indeed, the food here is good, and there is a lot of meat."

Ying Shouren continued: "It seems that Ben Hou has done a good job in explaining your affairs!"

Ruthlessly and confidently: "Of course, Xiaoyao Hou will know if you feel it."

After taking a sip of tea, Ying Shouren glanced at it, and felt that Olivia was more beautiful, wearing a black and white prison uniform, which could not hide the majesty hidden underneath, and her figure was petite and lovely, especially the black collar on the snow-white jade neck, which was particularly eye-catching.

Ying Shouren pointed at it, ruthlessly didn't drag the mud at all, and handed over the chain directly.

Ying Shouren got up and tugged on the chain, Olivia had mixed feelings in her heart at the moment, she still had to come, and Lilia, who was kneeling on the ground, could only sigh helplessly in her heart.

The maid was about to accept the maid's consciousness, Ying Shouren returned to the bedroom not far away, and Hengdao immediately sat on the bed and pulled the chain in his hand.

Olivia could only kneel, slowly crawled over, and groveled to serve the king in front of her.

[̲̅$̲̅(̲̅ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°̲̅)̲̅$̲̅] Patience is acceptable, the business is extremely unfamiliar, and there is still a long way to go.

Soon after, in the whole cell, the wails of distress could be heard again, and Olivia was also pierced, the last pride!