My nemesis ascended the throne

Xie An slept for a long time before waking up.

I almost forgot what happened at night, I only remember that I met Zhao Rong.Maybe it was his brother-in-law who settled him in it.

Zhao Rong, a master sword wielder, used a sharp sword flower in the courtyard.

He glanced at Zhao Rong, then walked out.

He had the jewelry Ning He gave him in his arms, and was about to go out to find a pawn shop.

As soon as he went out, he bumped into Yang Heng.

Secretly sighed that fleeting time is not good.

Yang Heng seemed to be here for the events of that day, and he didn't look like the one Xie An saw that day, he was full of energy, and his handsome face even looked a little downcast.

He stopped Xie An, "Xie An, don't leave yet..."

Yang Heng was tall and tall, standing in front of Xie An, a shadow fell, but he did ten percent of the virtues of being a domineering man when he went out.

Xie An sneered at him, his beautiful eyes were burning, "Yang Heng, it's a waste of me treating you as a brother in ordinary times, it seems that you are nothing more than that."

Yang Heng rushed over, with a bit of anger in his eyes, "How can you talk like that? At that time, if I spoke for you, what would those people think?"

Yang Heng's father was Minister of the Ministry of War, and he never slack off his martial arts, he stretched out his hand to grab Xie An's hand, Xie An's hand fell into his hand, Yang Heng didn't feel any force, but Xie An's own hand was bruised.

Xie An refused to talk to him more.

Yang Heng was relentless, "Xie An, you can't do this..."

In the end, he said shamelessly, "Then Wei Lang has treated you like this. Compared with what he did, isn't it easier for me to forgive?"

Xie An's face was as white as white, and even his rosy lips were bloodless. He opened and closed his lips, and cursed with gritted teeth, "You're fucking sick!"

Yang Heng's eyes were red, "I'm not sick! How did Wei Lang treat you? It's been spread all over the capital. You only think about it now, isn't it too late?"

Xie An sneered, feeling that he was really blind.

Even though something happened to Xie's family, he had already tasted the warmth and coldness of human relationships, but he was still angry in the end.

"I don't care about it now, I'm because I see you disgusting. Pooh, what the hell."

After all, they had played together before, that's why Xie An was sad and disappointed, and when the disappointment passed, everything was gone.He has only opened his eyes now, and he should thank God for giving him a chance to see clearly whether the people around him are human or ghosts.

Yang Heng stared at Xie An and finally calmed down.

"Xie An, don't take yourself too seriously."

Xie An got angry, "Tell me not to take myself seriously, so you don't have to be a fucking bitch!"

"you……"

Yang Heng was out of breath, and almost punched him with a fist. A bright sword brushed against his ear and stuck it on the wall behind him. Yang Heng took a deep breath, and when he looked back, he was a young man with an ordinary face and an extraordinary bearing. The man, dressed in common clothes, looks more like a son of a family than Yang Heng, who has been in the rich and powerful all year round.

"who are you?"

"Young Master Yang, he is not someone you can move."

"Next time, the sword won't be stuck on the wall."

Yang Heng's martial arts has always been good, even in the capital city is also one of the best, at this time out of nowhere, a move was restrained, naturally dissatisfied, he sneered, "Look at the move."

The two wrestled with each other in an instant.

Xie An didn't understand martial arts, he just watched the two keep picking up moves, and he couldn't tell who would win or lose based on his ability. At first, Zhao Rong clearly looked like a cat catching a mouse, but he caught a glimpse of Xie An's frown from the corner of his eye. With a heartbeat, he deliberately made a wrong move, received a palm on the chest, and then pushed Yang Heng to the ground with his toes, and pulled out the sword from the wall. inches away from "Roll."

Yang Heng glared at Zhao Rong angrily, and his eyes fell on Xie An unwillingly. Xie An stuck out his tongue, quite a bit of a bullshit, "Get out."

Until Yang Heng left, Zhao Rong glanced at Xie An and said lightly, "I'm hurt."

Xie An was stunned for a moment, thinking that Yang Heng had indeed slapped him just now, so he hurriedly pulled him back to apply the medicine.

As soon as people entered, Zhao Rong's coat was pulled off by Xie An. He had no other thoughts at this time, but he didn't know that the people around him had already had other thoughts, Zhao Rong didn't move, and let Xie An pull his clothes off , looking at Xie An with dark eyes.

The half white jade-like cheek in front of him was very close to him, and the eyelashes were like cattail fan, with a slight blink, they were so painlessly lifted.

Zhao Rong's eyes darkened even more.

Seeing the palm print on his chest, Xie An felt a little worried. He applied cool ointment up and down on his thin white hands, and opened and closed his mouth, "Aren't you stupid when someone calls you and doesn't know how to hide?"

Zhao Rong's figure is very attractive.

The complexion is tight, and the honey-colored chest is like wax. If there is a girl around, it's time to pounce on it.The man was leaning on the pillow, with his black hair loose, and fixedly staring at Xie An's appearance, which made Xie An's heart beat a little bit.

At this time, Xie An knew why some people were so unattractive, yet they were able to seduce people's hearts.That's something in the bones, and it really has nothing to do with this appearance.

After looking at it for a long time, those slender phoenix eyes are extraordinarily beautiful.

Xie An was flustered, losing weight in his hands.

Zhao Rong glanced at him.

The voice is still hoarse.

"what happened?"

Pretending to be innocent.

Xie An pouted.

"It's good that it's okay, don't let me fool you in the future. Then whoever is Yang Heng, you can't take care of one out of a hundred." He said

These words were all out of good intentions, but unexpectedly, Zhao Rong grabbed Xie An's hand suddenly, and put a belt under him, with a bit of rascal and obscene look in his eyes, "Here is also hurt, you touch it?" A touch?"

Even the voice was a little teasing.

Xie An's face turned red, the two of them were too close at this moment, their hair and breath were entangled, and there was actually a bit more inexplicable ambiguity.

Xie Anyang pushed Zhao Rong away with his hand, and Zhao Rong leaned halfway on the pillow, laughing wantonly, his phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, and his lips curled up, showing a full of unrestrained flair.

"Are you sick?!"

"Don't you have medicine in your hand?" Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows.

"Your uncle." Xie An stretched out his hand and threw the medicine into Zhao Rong's hand, before fleeing.

Zhao Rong looked at Xie An's back, and smiled noncommittally.

He is now in Xie An's room.

Xie An is not good at taking care of things, the room is still tidy, all thanks to Dong Wan.

Zhao Rong looked around and saw a scarecrow man tied into a hedgehog in the center of the main hall. In front of the man...

Two sticks of incense were offered, and cigarettes curled up.

He got up and turned over the little man, and saw the word Rong Ren crookedly on the back, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

The author says:

Since the comment area was full of dogs, emperors and pigs, the author said that he forgot what the name of the attack is...