Dressed as the pharaoh's favorite

Her brown hair was covered by a white turban unique to Egypt, with only a little light gold exposed on her forehead. She had deep chiseled and carved facial features, full of noble temperament and heroic spirit.

It is difficult for anyone to quickly forget such a noble and eye-catching person after seeing him.

meet again!

Ramses raised his eyebrows. This strange man met him again not long after parting ways.

He looked at him with interest, without saying a word.

Although this face is not particularly handsome, it is very attractive. After the last farewell, he has never forgotten it.

Especially the stubbornness reflected in the eyes is very attractive.

"Too much deceit..." The young man criticized seriously.

Ramses caught a glimpse of the person in the pool of blood not far behind him, was he talking about the dead person?raised eyebrows.

With cold and monotonous syllables, his voice was as devoid of desire as his own, and Ramses somehow had a glimmer of hope in his heart.

Thinking of this, he got out of the car, stood two meters away from him, and looked at the domineering and low-key madness in his eyes lightly.

Mossack looked on, almost depressed to death, he didn't know why the prince was so tolerant to a commoner.

"Your Highness?" He prompted aloud.

Ramses didn't answer him, but just looked at him with interest.

Mossack frowned, trying to say something, and finally held his breath without words.

Looking at Wen Ruo, there was only contempt and disgust in his eyes.

Wen Ruo watched calmly as he suddenly ran towards him with his hands raised high. Just as he was about to approach the person in front of him, his wrist was grabbed by Ramses, unable to move.

Hehe, it really looks like an angry little leopard.

dare to greet him

The fist was tightly clenched, and Wen Ruo was unwilling to struggle again. With his strength, Ramses yanked gently, and Wen Ruo staggered a few steps before rushing forward. Fall into a generous embrace.

He raised his head and looked at him with smiling eyes. The man embraced him like this, looked down at him from a height, his eyes were like stars shining in the dark night of Jerusalem.

Wen Ruo's scalp tingled for a while, what was he trying to do with that expression?

"I invite you to watch a show that is once in a thousand years." The light words, with an invitation, let out a hand and rubbed slowly between his eyebrows and eyes.

Such a scene coupled with this ambiguous action made Wen Ruo's heart tremble uncontrollably.

Tonight, a city with cultural heritage will be destroyed by bayonets, no matter how difficult it is to repair.

In the holy city, Ramses ordered everything in the city to be destroyed. The disobedient prisoners were killed on the spot, the sound of sharp knives piercing into flesh and blood, the bleak feeling of burning fire, and the desperate screams of the people... one after another, tonight is doomed It was an extraordinary night.

Wen Ruo quietly watched everything that happened here.

His body had long been so stiff that he didn't even have a trace of consciousness. He was hugged by a man on both shoulders, and after unconsciously shivering, he was immediately responded harshly by the people around him.

Ramses didn't look at him, and after he moved a bit, Wen Ruo's shoulder was pressed hard by him.

A smiling voice came to his ears: "How is it, is the scene beautiful?"

How can there be such a person, facing this kind of killing, without the slightest guilt or sadness, who can laugh so captivatingly.

The four eyes met, and Ramses smiled even more beautifully.

But Wen Ruo's heart fell into the cold pool of thousands of meters, and he straightened up from the cold.

It's really interesting, you pretend to be calm and calm when you are obviously afraid of caring.

He knew that Wen Ruo wanted to escape his confinement, but he just didn't let go, holding him tightly to feel the changes in his body through his shoulders, Ramses found it very interesting.

Tonight is a day of victory, he is in an unprecedented mood, tease the people around him more, he likes to see him staring at him while his body stiffens.

Looking ahead, the voice was suddenly indifferent: "Bring it up."

As his voice fell.

The officer pulled a man out from the side.

A middle-aged man trembled tremblingly.

The officer brought him three meters in front of Ramses, and then kicked the prisoner hard on the back knee, forcing the prisoner to fall to his knees and howl.

Then he prostrated himself on the ground and begged for mercy.

Wen Ruo was startled suddenly when he heard that Ramses called him Grenier. According to history books, Grenier III was tortured and killed by the brutal Egyptian army on the day the city of Jerusalem was broken, and his death was extremely cruel.

Since ancient times, he has been king and defeated, but his death was too... tragic.

...

...

It seems that the historical records are still correct. Ramses summoned his subordinates to torture him cruelly in ways that no one else could think of——

"Ramesses, you must..." The unfinished broken words, Grenier III couldn't say another word.

In the end, there was a muffled sound of a knife piercing flesh, and the unlucky man flinched twice and fell into a pool of blood, never moving again.

There was deathly silence.

There was a fishy sweetness in Wen Ruo's throat, and his scalp tingled wave after wave.

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After the matter is settled.

Ramses took him and transferred him to his tent.

For a while there were only two people present.

Ramses walked to the table, poured a glass of spirits and gulped it down, then poured another glass and handed it to Wen Ruo.

The strong smell of wine wafted by, Wen Ruo frowned, with resistance in his eyes.

He doesn't like drinking. In the 21st century, he is one of the four good men in women's mouths. He doesn't drink, smoke, gamble and whoring! Prostitution.

At this moment, if he was asked to drink such a big cup, he would never take it.

Ramses seemed to have seen his intentions, and suddenly became interested. He moved the cup closer, and approached his face with a magnetic voice: "This king rewarded you, drink."