Rebirth of the Phoenix

Execution? Hahaha, he was waiting! But immediately, he opened his eyes suddenly, and the sound was not the sound of two swords, but the sound of a woman! With a lot of effort, he could barely see the woman in front of him clearly, and his heart was filled with excitement.

Surprise: It turned out to be the woman who was sent to his bed! The woman had already put on her clothes and looked at him with a cold and bloodthirsty expression that he often saw on the faces of his brothers. This expression was different from that face.

Such a discrepancy made him feel very unreal. He opened his mouth and wanted to scold this woman, but his throat was so painful that even the ants could not hear the sound coming out. The woman's eyes fell on his crotch.

On the ugly and evil thing, eyes that were soaked in blood flashed with a look of deep hatred, and she slowly raised the thing in her hand. When Lao Dao saw the thing in her hand, for the first time in his life, a paleness and fear appeared on his face that was unique in his life.

, shaking uncontrollably. What she held in her hand was... a hammer, an iron hammer! Under this situation, she held this hammer, did she want... Lao Dao didn't know that he had been tortured and killed

How many people have never had soft hearts and trembling hands, but now, he didn't even dare to think about what would happen. The woman raised her hands and knocked them down, hitting the source of all evil in his crotch. She didn't hit hard, but

It was enough to make Lao Dao's body tremble like chaff, and his burning throat kept making low and miserable wails. When a woman was "executing", just like he was killing others, her hands did not shake, her eyes did not blink, and her heart did not stop.

He moved, and his face even showed pleasure. One hammer, another hammer, and another hammer... Like a carpenter hammering nails. Every time he hammered, Lao Dao's body shook violently as if struck by lightning, and he wanted to scream.

, but couldn't make a sound. Such torture made him spend a blink of an eye. How many years had passed? He didn't know. The pain seemed to have no end. In the end, he would rather die than bear this kind of pain that even God

The pain was unbearable, so he began to want to bite his tongue and commit suicide like those he had tortured. However, he sadly discovered that his throat was so painful that he had no strength to bite his tongue. The heart-piercing pain continued. He

He began to hate, why his body was so strong, why he could endure so much, so that he could not die. What is hell? This is hell, endless repetition of torture, no end... He was trembling, his eyes were cracked, and he died.

Staring at the woman who was being executed: Who is she? Why did she treat herself like this? This is a heavily guarded palace, how could she sneak into his room? How could she have such courage when she is so young and doesn't know kung fu?

? He could obviously knock her head off with one palm, but now, he can only be like a fish on the chopping board, letting her slaughter her. Hongzhuang hit his bad root, but her eyes were looking at the old knife. Every time he twitched, she

He smiled once, that kind of cold pleasure and joy, which made Lao Dao feel scared from the bottom of his heart. If there is anyone in the world who is more cruel and ruthless than him, it is the woman in front of him. Finally, Hongzhuang

He spoke: "You will not be alone in hell, I will send your brothers to accompany you." Lao Dao was angry, his eyes almost bulging out of his sockets: My brothers will not let you go, you

He will definitely die miserably! Hongzhuang could understand the look in his eyes and said with a smile: "I will do what I say, none of you can escape. Do you know why?" Why? Lao Dao used his last bit of strength to hold on to the heavy

He stared at her with his eyelids, wanting to know the answer. Hongzhuang lowered her head, got close to his face, and said clearly and clearly: "Because I am not a human! I have been killed by you a long time ago, and I will not die again."

Time." Then, she threw away the clock in her hand, picked up the knife that had pried open the door, and slowly and slowly cut his neck - cutting him alive, like a child using a knife to cut off a piece of flesh.

Like a branch. Lao Dao's body was twitching violently, and his facial features were distorted by the pain that exceeded the limit. It was extremely ugly and weird. Who was she? Who was she? How did she do all this? How could he die tragically?

In the hands of such a woman? Not willing! He will not be willing to die! Even if he becomes a fierce ghost, he will not let this woman go... But at this moment, Hongzhuang softly hummed a song, a light ballad. Lao Dao's neck was bleeding.

It flowed like an accompaniment to this song. Lao Dao felt that he heard the elegy from hell, and hell was opening its door to him. When she finished singing, Lao Dao's head had just been cut off, and his expression when he died was,

It was as scary, distorted, and painful as the pictures of hell in ancient books. What a perfect expression! She carried his head, got out of bed, and began to change her clothes... At the fifth watch, the rain seemed to be falling harder. She was wearing a guard

Wearing army clothes and dressing up as a Guardsman, he carried a baggage in his hand and walked towards the entrance and exit of the barracks. When the guards at the entrance and exit saw that they were members of the Guards, they did not dare to ask, did not dare to look directly, let alone

Check her token and let her out directly. Those who will go out from here are either Ouchi guards or Guards. The Guards are unpredictable and unpredictable. He will only ask about the Guards when he is full and strong.

Well. Not long after, the figure with red makeup disappeared into the vast morning light. When the sky turned gray, she returned to the garbage dump, took off her clothes and burned them, changed into the clothes of a palace maid, washed her face and hands, and hugged

Go back with the trash can. Zichen Palace has just changed the morning shift, and the eunuch guarding the door has just arrived. She doesn't know that Luo Hongzhuang has been out all night. She lowers her head and enters the door as if nothing happened. She understands pharmacology, and these days

, she got some common medicinal materials and mixed them into harmful, colorless anesthetics. Before going to kill people, she smeared these anesthetics all over her chest. Hongye's breasts are beautiful, and those people who have a habit of abuse will definitely

Trample her breasts like that night, thereby inhaling the anesthetics that will make the throat sore and the limbs weak and weak, into the body, and personally send yourself to the road to hell. It is easy to kill the brave and foolhardy thugs, their death,

It was just a warm-up for her.