God has some double standards

The two guards looked at each other and exchanged glances.

The arm lying in front of him was retracted.

Yiyuan acted unwilling to embarrass them, instead he took a step back and gained a short-term favorable impression.He leaned slightly, approached Si Wang's ear, and said, "Wang? Wang? Can you hear me?"

Si Wang struggled to open his eyes and aimed at Yiyuan, but unfortunately the stamina of the wine was too strong, his vision was blurry and he couldn't get it right for a long time.

Yiyuan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Tomorrow our army will clean up the battlefield and take inventory. I wonder who the king plans to entrust to do it?"

"Ahu." The "Ahu" in Si Wang's mouth is his eldest son Si Shiyu, Ahu is his nickname, and he was originally a mighty tiger.

Si Shi is powerful and has a violent temper. In order to prevent people from being greedy, Si Wang usually entrusts him with the task of counting the battlefield.

But he didn't know that the elder prince, Si Shiyu, had a lot of complaints about his doting on his younger son, Si Yu.

"But the eldest prince?" Yi Yuan asked deliberately.

"Hmm." Si Wang replied vaguely, his head moved little by little, almost hitting the table.

"Wang, be careful." Yiyuan stretched out his hand worriedly, trying to support him, the hair-thin needle in his right hand was pushed by the spiritual energy, and instantly sank into Siwang's neck.

The temperature of the wine was hot, much higher than the feeling of the needle prick, and Si Wang fell asleep without noticing it.

Yiyuan sighed helplessly, and told the guards: "Remember to wear clothes to protect the king from the cold." He turned around, passed the demon soldiers who were still noisy, and listened to the voice behind Si Wang who could still mutter a few words for the time being , smiled broadly.

On days like this, no matter how much he smiles, he can't find fault.

When the little demon found the handkerchief and came back, Yiyuan had just stepped out of the door, he was relieved, since the military division had been inside, he was still able to keep an eye on it.

"What's the rush?" Yiyuan coughed a few more times, closed his eyes and took a few breaths, and said, "Let's go find the eldest prince."

The little demon frowned, wondering when the military division had a relationship with the eldest prince.

"What are you doing in a daze?" Yiyuan took two steps and saw the little demon still staying where he was, "The king is drunk, I'm afraid I won't be able to get up tomorrow, let me ask the eldest prince to remember to clean up the battlefield tomorrow."

It turned out that the little demon followed Yiyuan with relief.

When Si Shiluo heard Yiyuan's words, he didn't express anything else. Doesn't the absence of him at the celebration banquet explain the problem?

Yiyuan walked a few steps before turning around and saying to Si Shiyu: "By the way, the king said that the son he likes is actually you. The harshness to you is just a test. Wang is drunk, and he must have a headache when he wakes up." , the eldest prince might as well go to see the king tomorrow. The king must be very happy that the eldest prince can have such filial piety."

Si Shixiao's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked at Yiyuan probingly, thinking, could it be that the military master saw his intention to kill his father and seize the throne?

Yiyuan didn't say any more, and walked back to the dormitory with his weak steps.

This time, he slept until almost noon the next day.

Wang's bedroom was already under the control of Si Shiyu. He looked at this man who was always yelling at him with a complicated expression on his face. His eyes were turning in horror and bloodshot.

He seemed panicked by losing control of his body.

It turns out that being able to control the lives of creatures is such a refreshing thing.Si Shiyao thought with a twist.

"Father." Si Shiyu bent down and looked at him with his hands behind his back, "I should call you Abba. What's so good about this fairy custom? Isn't it beautiful that we drink blood and live a wild and unruly life?" ? What made you willing to put on this layer of faux pas?"

Si Wang's anger could only be conveyed through a pair of eyes, which almost burst out.

"Father, don't look at me like that." Si Shiqiao licked the back of his skinned hand, "I'm just a beast, I'm afraid I can't help but goug your only moving eyes."

Panic and panic overflowed from those eyes, as if saying "no" in horror!

Si Shiyu felt very happy: "You despise my mother as a mountain tigress, and you will kill her when I gave birth. We can settle it slowly."

The sun was shining outside, Si Shiyu took a look, and narrowed his beastly tiger eyes: "By the way, I'll give you a big gift first."

He clapped his hands, and threw a few round heads from left to right.

"Your sons." Si Shiyu said with a cruel smile on his lips, "Killed by me."

Si Wang made a "hoo hoo" sound from his throat, and his chest heaved unsteadily.There is no doubt that if he could do it, he would have skinned the Si Shi octopus.

"Are you surprised? Dad." He clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "The trash you despise the most will kill the one you value the most."

Si Shi octopus probably wanted to stimulate him, he paced back and forth in front of the bed, humming a melodious little tune.

"Has the military commander come?"

When Si Wang heard the name, his eyes widened even further. He couldn't believe that he was hunting wild geese all day long, but the wild goose pecked his eyes.

"The eldest prince is so anxious to see me?" Yi Yuan still panted three times, as if he was about to die at any time.

"In order to thank the military advisor, he gave me this opportunity, my father, I will do as you please."

Si Wang whimpered in a low voice, like the last roar of a trapped animal.

The little demon fell to the ground in shock.

Here, what happened?The eldest prince... was forced into the palace?

"It's really pitiful." Yi Yuan lowered his eyes, his brows and eyes were full of pity, and he looked down at Si Wang who was in a state of embarrassment, "Wang is like this, it really makes Yi Yuan feel distressed."

It has to be said that the person who knows you best is definitely your enemy.

In order to be able to accurately step on all the points that Ling Siwang is in pain, Yiyuan has spent a lot of effort.

"The king has become like this, I'm afraid he can't afford to be the king of the monster clan." Yi Yuan smiled and said casually, "In the grand ceremony three days later, someone will crown the eldest prince as king. "

Si Shiyu raised his head: "What the military adviser said makes sense."

"At that time, I hope that King Si will honor his face and witness the first unification of our monster race in history together." Yiyuan even grasped the tone and words that most angered Si Wang with incomparable precision.

Si Wang's pair of copper bells, which had been so strong all his life, rolled his eyes and passed out.

Si Shiyu sneered: "Is that how you can withstand it? You can't stand it."

Yiyuan bent over and coughed earth-shatteringly, the blood stained the handkerchief completely.

"A military division has such a bone..." Si Shihe hesitated to speak.

"It's hopeless." Yiyuan straightened up, the blood on his lips gave him a touch of color, his red lips curled up, he was astonished, "I will attend the grand ceremony in three days' time. Don't kill him, Let him regret living and provoking you and me."

Si Shixiao was dazzled by that Mili, and nodded unconsciously.

Yiyuan walked out of the bright sunny outdoor with his buoyant footsteps. The sunlight was so strong that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Suddenly, a shadow fell.

He opened his eyes and saw a thick silk umbrella.

Turning her head, Ah Zhi pulled Xiao Yu'er, tilted her head and smiled at him, "I was entrusted to pick you up."

His tears fell out of nowhere.

"Smiled."

"No." Ah Zhi said seriously, "There is nothing wrong with crying when you are sad."

Yiyuan was startled, looked up to the sky and laughed.

It's just that the laughter drained the moisture from his throat and made him cough harder.

Three days later, the sun continued to shine brightly, not less brilliant because of the change of dynasty.

Si Shiyu commanded the guards and found an excellent seat for Si Wang to watch the ceremony, just like he usually stays far away, showing that he took good care of himself, so that no one else could say anything.

Yiyuan dressed very solemnly this day, adding a bit of inviolable dignity.

Si Shiyu looked at him a little absent-mindedly.

Holding the crown in both hands, he looked at Si Wang provocatively, and only put it on the new king's head after receiving his angry eyes.

The grand ceremony lasted for a whole day, and the guards and maids were so busy that they forgot about Si Wang's existence for a moment.

When Si Shi octopus came slowly wearing a black crown, there was already a yellow filth under Si Wang's body.

Si Shiyu and Yiyuan took two steps back at the same time, with a hint of disgust on their faces, before returning to normal.

Si Shiyu pretended to be angry: "Who takes care of the king!"

The play of pretending and pretending was staged again and again, and Si Wang's throat actually gurgled, and blood froth rushed out of his mouth.

Another turmoil.

Yiyuan twitched the corner of his mouth, not knowing whether he was laughing at himself or Siwang.

He walked out of this right and wrong place, closed his eyes, and rubbed his forehead wearily.

A hand stretched out from the void and hugged him.

Yiyuan didn't even open his eyes, and said, "Zining, ghosts scaring demons can also scare demons to death."

The ghost boss ignored his teasing, silently dragged him up the double building, and handed him a jar of wine.

"You do understand me." Yi Yuan hugged the jar of wine, unsealed it and swallowed it.

"Cough, cough, cough." He drank in a hurry and choked.

When the tip of the tongue reaches it, it's spirits.

"It's been a long time since I've had a drink." Yiyuan wiped the wine stains from the corners of his lips with his sleeve, "I didn't expect to be choked on."

"Drink slowly if you will be choked." Obviously, the intention was to bring people to relieve their worries, but the boss's words were still so ruthless.

"On the day when Zhongzhou broke open, I was on this heavy building, watching the raging flames fill the sky." Yiyuan said in a low voice, "That night there was a moon, I buried the poison in King Si's neck, At that time, I thought, for this great victory, I should raise my glass and invite a round of bright moon to drink together."

"The monsters have moved to Zhongzhou, what are your plans?" Ghost Boss asked.

"I want to go home." Yiyuan's face was already red, he said, "I'm going to find Qingqing."

"She must be blaming me for not protecting her well." Yiyuan took another big gulp of wine, letting the traces of wine wet his clothes.

"If you want your love to fall into a dream, even a remnant dream is hard to complete." He leaned on the railing, looked at the three or two pedestrians below, and said with a lump in his throat, "Why didn't you come to me? Qingqing...Qingqing..."

The demon capital was first built, and the city was brand new, yet desolate.

"Drink a cup in Zhongzhou..." Yiyuan shouted loudly, and the next sentence was inaudible, as if it was difficult to speak, "No one knows the coldness of a hundred years."

"Qingqing...Qingqing...Qingqing, where are you, Qingqing?" He grabbed the sleeve of the boss ghost, as if in a dream, standing in front of him was still the one in Tsing Yi with a gentle smile. his woman.

She called him and forgot her.

He smiled foolishly, and murmured: "Qingqing, you know that the one I love is my generation."

The author's gossip: The most important thing for love is in my generation—from "Book of Jin · Wang Yanzhuan": "The sage forgets love, and the worst thing is not as good as love, but the most important thing for love is in our generation."