Chapter 1492 What Kind of Cause, What Kind of Fruit

[People, don't have a fluke mentality, and don't do bad things, because hey, you will become addicted, and it will be yourself. 】

"Bitch, it's all you, it's all you." Duan Mulun dragged and kicked Qi Jingshan, whose hair was disheveled, and cursed wildly.

"If you hadn't seduced me, those things wouldn't have happened. It's all about you. Why don't you die."

Getting anxious, he picked up the broken bowl at hand and threw it at Qi Jingshan's head.

Qi Jingshan wanted to resist, but she hadn't eaten for a long time, and her body had no strength at all.

In addition, Duan Mulun was in a state of madness again, and she couldn't shake anything with great strength.

"Why, bitch, you still want to resist, you don't know how to live or die." The strength in Duan Mulun's hands increased, and the already fragile bowl was directly smashed.

Holding the fragment in his hand, he scraped towards Qi Jingshan's face: "Don't you like to seduce men? Let's see how you can still seduce without this face."

"Ahhh!!!" Qi Jingshan screamed, her eyes were full of fear, and burning pain came from her face.

"Ah, please, Eighth Prince, please let me go, let me go."

His hands struggled to block the debris that kept coming towards his face, and his face, which was already dusty, was nourished by the blood, making it even more ugly and ugly.

Duan Mulun smiled crazily, and his face was terribly ferocious.

"Let me go, let me go, whoever will let me go, you bitch." As he said that, he swiped again, this time directly from the nose to the left side of the face.

The bloody wound instantly pierced Qi Jingshan's nerves, which were already in pain, and collapsed violently.

It hurts, it hurts, who will save her, who will save her, she doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die.

Duan Mulun seemed to have found some interesting toy, and his eyes staring at Qi Jingshan became brighter and brighter.

Looking at the fragments in his hand, and then at Qi Jingshan, he grinned happily.

But just like this, Qi Jingshan was so frightened that she trembled all over, and her body instinctively stepped back, trying to escape from this scene, but she was dragged so hard that she couldn't move at all.

"No, no, don't, don't, ah ah ah."

Looking at the big hand stretched out towards him, he couldn't help but yelled.

Duan Mulun, on the other hand, the louder Qi Jingshan yelled and the more frightened he acted, the more excited he became.

He grabbed the clothes on her body, yanked them fiercely, and peeled them off in twos and threes, leaving only the underwear.

Looking at the clean and delicate skin in front of her eyes, the sickness in her eyes became more and more serious.

"What are you doing, ah!" Qi Jingshan fell to the ground in pain with the last of her strength being pierced into her waist by the fragments.

Seeing the bright red blood flowing out, Duan Mulun lay down and licked it with his tongue.

Once the blood stopped flowing, he used the shards to make another cut, as if it was a game, and he had a great time playing it.

When Qi Jingshan was in a trance, all that remained was unwillingness and resentment.

She has been the one who has been ignored since she was born, she is not reconciled, they are all the children of Lord Hou, why should she be shameful, so she wants to take revenge.

Seeing that the whole family died, she was very happy, very happy.

But why Qi Xunmi didn't die, and came to destroy everything about her, and now it is even more so, she refused to accept it.

If... If there was another chance, she would strangle Qi Mimi to death with her own hands to find that bitch.

There is also Duan Mulun, an ungrateful bastard, they all have a bad death, a bad death.

Qi Jingshan, who closed her eyes in unwillingness, lived in resentment in the end.

But she never thought about who caused all this. If her mother hadn't plotted against Master Qi, how could she not be loved since she was a child.

When she grew up, if she hadn't had evil thoughts in her heart and became the pusher who killed Zhonghou's mansion, how could Xun Mi kill her.

After all, it was her own fault.

Duan Mulun seemed completely unaware that the body owner who was still being teased by him was already so weak that he almost had no breath.

He was like a tireless nectar hunter, and after a while, Qi Jingshan's fair body was dripping with blood.

In the messy and overgrown palace, the other side was still beautiful, even though she was in a state of embarrassment, the noble concubine did not make her flustered, only her eyes lost their light.

But when he saw Duanmu Yurong who was huddled in a corner not far away and hugged him in fear, he immediately ridiculed.

"Duanmu Yurong, have you ever thought that one day it will become like this?" She thought about it, ever since she decided to kill this thing.

But it was a little different from her expectation, if she didn't succeed, she would be beaten to death by Duanmu Yurong, in fact, it's not too bad now.

Although her home was ransacked and all her relatives were sent away, at least one life was spared.

In any case, it would be better to live than to die. Who knows what will happen in the future, maybe he can turn around.

Duanmu Yurong has already smoothed his edges and corners for more than a month, and his obese body has not been able to eat well during this time, coupled with worry, it has declined extremely.

The sunken cheeks and the dark bags under the eyes are enough to show how bad he is.

Although he was still wearing the dragon robe, he couldn't feel the slightest bit of happiness, because it was a blatant mockery and revenge against him.

He imprisoned him back then, and now he pulled him off the throne and imprisoned him.

Chi Guoguo is telling him that even if he has sat in that position for more than twenty years, it doesn't matter, as long as he wants to, he has to step aside.

He hates it, and is even more unwilling, but he also understands that it's a foregone conclusion, and no one can turn around.

Even if time starts over again, he will still choose to take this path, but this time, he will directly kill him and never give him a chance to hinder himself.

"It's this time, and you're still expecting extravagance. No wonder you can only rely on others to keep you in that position. It's so pitiful and pathetic."

The imperial concubine played with her nails, as if she wasn't in deep trouble.

"Shut up, you bitch, where do you think you are?" Duanmu Yurong spat, his eyes were red.

"Heh..." The imperial concubine sneered and waved to her crazy son.

"Emperor, come here, there is another toy here, don't just play with that one, it's easy to play with it to death, and you won't have anything to play with if you die."

With bewitching words, he instantly attracted Duan Mulun, who was still lying on Qi Jingshan's body and drinking blood.

"Mother, where?" Looking up, Duanmu Yurong, who had already had a bad premonition, trembled from the bloody mouth stained with red.

"You... bastard, what are you going to do." Duanmu Yurong panicked even more when she saw her finger pointing at him.

His body, which was also so weak that he had no strength, struggled to get up, trying to avoid the crazy thing that was already walking towards him.

But he was no match for Duan Mulun, who was full every day, so he jumped on him and bit his neck hard.

"Ah!!!" The terrified scream made the roof tremble.

Xun Mi and Duanmu Yulin, who had been watching the excitement on the roof, finally took a look at their end, looked at each other, and left quietly.

What kind of cause, what kind of fruit, the eternal truth.