My nemesis ascended the throne

It was almost a real kiss between them.

But it was so bloody and terrifying.

The hairs all over Xie An's body stood on end, whining against his intruding lips, but it had no effect.

More and more blood dripped from Wei Lang's body, the closer he got to Xie An, the deeper the knife penetrated into his chest.

Wei Lang never realized more clearly than now that he was going to die.

However, tomorrow is going to die anyway.

He wants to make the person in front of him that he has never had in his life, and he will never forget him for the rest of his life!

Wei Lang's blood was all over Xie An's body, as well as his cold laughter.

"Xie An, remember, you killed me."

"The blood I bleed on you, you can't wash it off in your life."

"I hope that when I kiss you in the future, you will remember this kiss."

His voice was vicious, ambiguous, and even cursed, but to Wei Lang, it couldn't be a curse.

How could he be willing to curse him.

"Wei Lang!"

Xie An felt Wei Lang's hand holding him looser and looser.

In the end, limp, he collapsed to the ground.

On Xie An's neck, there were traces of Wei Lang pinching him, because he was afraid that he would resist, so he laid a heavy hand.

Wei Lang heard before that when a person dies, events from the past will flash before his eyes.

He saw that he was very cautious when he was young, lest he make a wrong step, kept a low profile, worked for his elder brothers, and later raised the flag of rebellion. There are countless women on his bed, and they all resemble him.

He already had in his heart that young man in fresh clothes who was angry with horses, who approached him by all means, and saw that he was holding a beautiful woman in his arms. However, in this world, who else is more beautiful than him?

In this world, who else likes you more than me?

No more.

Rong Jing loves you more than Jiangshan.

What is Rong Yan?

So Xie An, remember that kiss well one by one

Because from now on, no one will love you like I do

The Southwest King said that the people in their family are all lovers.

Wei Lang thought, although he despised this blood relationship, he had to admit it.

If he could do it all over again, he probably didn't regret it, and said to the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse at that season when the apricot blossoms were falling, "Your surname?"

Behind all the interests, it turns out that the sincerity is hidden.

He wants to hide him well.

Before he met Rong Jing.

In a daze, he seemed to feel something hitting his cheek.

Cold and salty.

Maybe it was Xie An's tears.

It turned out that he had gained nothing in his life except killing, at least he got a tear.

So the bit of unwillingness and resentment in his chest disappeared like this.

Wei Lang thought of when he was a child, his mother hugged the little Wei Lang and smiled, saying that her child is actually very easy to coax, and you can just give him a little of what you like.

However, neither the King of Southwest nor Wei Lang's brothers would even give them the crumbs at their feet.

Wei Lang's desire for power in the second half of his life stemmed from this.

Wei Lang's mother turned out to be a prostitute.

That woman is vague in Wei Lang's memory, she was killed after giving birth to Joan.As for who it is, it has already been paid in blood.

Wei Lang wanted to reach out and wipe away Xie An's tears, just like his mother wiped away Xie An's tears a long time ago, that was one of the few times in his life when he felt tenderness.

Xie An will never know in his life that Wei Lang would do anything for him to get this tear from him.

After all, he is such a coaxable person, but no one has ever given it to him, so he went to grab it.

He remembered again that when he was young, he also thought about becoming a famous official of a generation, standing shoulder to shoulder with Wu Zixu and going down in history.When I was a teenager, my ambitions, dreams, and pursuits finally became a vague shadow. Under the pressure of good fortune and the world, everything is difficult to turn around.

Who cares about the affairs of the afterlife?It doesn't matter.

Wei Lang's hand was stuck in mid-air—

He has no strength.

Xie An looked at Wei Lang's hand that seemed to be about to be raised, and it just fell down.And those hands were still pinching his neck just now.

The last words he left to Xie An turned out to be a soft comfort. "Don't cry, I don't regret it."

What do you not regret?

Do you not regret that he strayed into the Asura Dao, or do you not regret that he met Xie An?

Xie An covered his face, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't make a sound from crying.

Then he raised his hand and slapped himself.

This bastard is dead, why is he crying?There's nothing to cry about.

It's just that I can't forget the days when I was a Lugu winemaker when I was young, stepped on silver saddles, and rode white horses.

If this life doesn't go to the end, who knows what kind of ending it will be.

Shen Bi, he finally died, he went underground to apologize to you.are you happy?

When Rong Quan came, he only saw Xie An covered in blood, and the marks on his neck made his eyes red.

Rong Jing heard the palace people in the palace say that the young master has disappeared, and the whole scene and palace will be turned upside down.Following his trail, he found this place.Rong Quan didn't know why Xie An came to Wei Lang.This fellow Wei Lang used him and insulted him, so why did he still come?

When he came in, Wei Lang had already died, with a sharp knife stuck in his chest.That's what Xie An always carries with him. Last time, he stabbed Rong Jing with the knife.It was one by one

Rong Quan's eyes suddenly turned hard, and Wei Lang's sinister laughter almost came to his ears.

Wei Lang, do you think Xie An will never forget you if you die at the hands of Xie An?

dream!

What are you!

Rong Jing took two steps towards Xie An.

"Xie An?"

Xie An raised his eyes blankly, and chuckled, "He finally died, but I'm not happy at all."

not at all.

His hands were still covered with that person's blood, and his lips and teeth also smelled of blood.

He didn't want to kill him, anyway, he was going to die tomorrow.

He just came to ask what role Rong Yan played in these matters.No one wanted to kill him.

Rong Quan blinked his eyes, lifted the hem of his bright yellow clothes, and squatted halfway in front of Xie An, not even caring about the emperor's demeanor, stretched out his cuffs, and touched Xie An's lips gently, little by little, meticulously and carefully. Wiping off the traces left by Wei Lang, the cloud is calm and the wind is light, and he doesn't care. "He was going to die."

Eunuch Li stood behind him, staring at his toes with his head down. Behind him were several trembling jailers.They let people in because they were afraid of being implicated. They saw what their noble majesty did, but no one dared to raise their heads, and they didn't even dare to go out and say a word.

"It's different..." Xie An murmured.

"What is the difference?"

"You shouldn't die in my hands..."

"Xie An, he killed Shen Bi, the little prince, and brought you to this point. He deserves what he deserves."

Xie An seemed to listen, but didn't seem to, his eyes were miserable.

After returning that day, Xie An fell ill.

When Xie An was ill, Rong Quan issued a decree to destroy the bones and ashes of the son of the Southwest Prince.

Wei Shizi's death has become an unsolved case in the history of the Great Wei Dynasty.Emperor Wu of Wei personally approved the papers, but died in prison the day before he was asked to be executed.The historians of later generations compiled histories and did not think highly of this young prince.

"Wei Lang, the son of the Southwest Prince, took charge of the Central Plains during the reign of Emperor Wu. Later, he rebelled against the army, murdered his father and brothers, and surrendered to the enemy. He was captured after the battle of Yicheng. He died in prison in the fourth year of Emperor Wu. The cause of death is unknown. Later, his body was destroyed by Emperor Wu. Ashes, thrown in a mass grave. Looking at his life, although he has the ability to be a hero, but his mind is unbearable, he is trapped in power tricks all his life, he can't get what he wants, and he will die without a place to bury him. It's really sad."

In just a few short numbers, the ups and downs of his life were concealed, and the youthful ambitions of the past were sealed behind the dusty iron gate with heavy history.

The body, hair, skin and skin of the Wei people should not be easily damaged. In the past dynasties, there were very few exhumations of graves, or the destruction of bones and ashes, unless it was a bloody feud.

When the emperor's decree was promulgated, many people secretly speculated, but few people knew the reason.