System: Auto Pickup Is On

The screen turned again, and a carriage drove rapidly.

The golden dragon pattern, the golden-armored giant horse, and the diamond-encrusted wheels reveal luxury, wealth, and tastelessness.

A person in the car stepped off slowly, with red phoenix eyes, crescent eyebrows, red lips and apricot mouth a little bit.

At the age of seventeen or eighteen, she has the hot body of a mature woman.

Protruding forward and backward, her skin is as white as snow, and the thin purple shirt seems to be unable to cover her bumps.

The slender thighs were exposed along the hem of the skirt, which dazzled people's eyes.

Just seeing this woman for the first time, how many people's eyes are straight.

Infinite disgust arose in Fu Long's heart for no reason, and he immediately searched in his mind.

Suddenly, Fu Long remembered who this woman was.

Su Zimo was the woman with white thighs who caused her to be deposed.

Ugh. . . . Why do I think of white thighs?

"Prince Fulong, you are still alive. Yes, yes, how many people died on the spot after being deposed. Judging by your appearance, it seems that you are not bad?"

When Su Zimo came down, he made a mockery.

Fu Long raised his eyes to look at her, and replied: "White thighs... No, Miss Su, don't come here without any problems."

When Su Zimo heard the word "white thigh", a murderous look flashed across his face immediately, and he said contemptuously with squinting eyes: "Okay, now that I'm awake, I have some news to tell you. Your crown prince has been deposed , ten days later, the day of offering sacrifices to heaven. Your father will officially announce to the world that you will be demoted to a commoner and leave the palace. From then on, you will beg for food on the streets. If you are sensible, there will be three feet of white silk for you to commit suicide , don’t really disgrace your royal family all over the world. Otherwise, please beg me, I’ll get you a golden rice bowl and let you ask for it!”

As soon as the words fell, the people around burst into laughter.

A shattered Phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken, and a deposed prince is a fart.

These people are all children of the royal family. Came here after making a mistake.

But after all, they don't have to be demoted to common people, kicked out of the palace, and finally die on the street.

At this time, they were very happy to hear that the prince Fulong, who was higher than them, would end up like this.

The contempt in his eyes almost overflowed.

If it weren't for the fact that they are also the sons of the royal family, I'm afraid they would have spurned Fulong in return.

Fu Long frowned slightly, looked at Su Zimo and said, "You came here specifically to tell me this?"

Su Zimo snorted coldly and said: "Of course not, I heard that you were dying, and I came to see you die with my own eyes. Now it seems that you are still alive and kicking. How can this be possible? You are ruined and in great pain, and you will never be able to stand up again."

While talking, Su Zimo clapped his hands, and the guard who followed immediately handed over a piece of purple gold jade.

Loudly, Su Zimo said: "Which warrior is willing to come out and help me teach this deposed prince a lesson? I am willing to give her a piece of gold and jade, plus a good word."

Hearing this, the eyes of all the men in the imperial mausoleum lit up.

One person said loudly: "Miss Su's kind words are probably worth ten years of tomb-sweeping here. Maybe His Majesty will spare us the punishment."

Another person interjected: "That's right, that's right. Ms. Su is really a rescuer. Those of us who made a mistake and were punished here to visit the grave, are so lucky to have this opportunity. Here I come!"

"Get out of the way, I'll do it. Miss Su, I'll do whatever you want to do. I promise to beat out all his balls and make soup for you!"

Su Zimo looked at this group of excited people, frowned slightly, pointed to a stronger person, and said, "It's you! Come on."

"Okay, Miss Su."

A man with a swollen face came out with a smile on his face, the muscles in his shoulders were bigger than his head,

It looks like the muscles have become refined!

With a flattering smile on his face, the man walked to Su Zimo's side.

Su Zimo looked him up and down and said, "What Cultivation Base?"

The man replied shyly: "It's almost Martial Master."

Hearing that there is no Martial Master yet, Su Zimo frowned, then waved his hand and said: "Such a big guy is not yet Martial Master, what a waste. Forget it, anyway, your opponent is also a useless person, and he has no martial energy. Beat him up." , beat me hard until I am satisfied! If you dare to fight back, I will let him go to death row."

"No problem, you must hit to your satisfaction."

The man clenched his fist and walked towards Fulong.

Grinning, the man showed his small white teeth to Fulong.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, no, the useless Crown Prince, just bear with it and pass. Don't worry, I won't beat you to death."

Raising his fist, the man threw it directly at Fulong's face.

The huge fist covered the brilliance of the sun in an instant.

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The screen changed again, this time in the death row.

The stinking cell, the dark despair.

Fu Long was thrown heavily into the cell, and his cheek had an intimate contact with the ground.

His face, which was already covered in blood, was severely injured again.

Fu Long felt that he was about to die. After many years of martial arts training, he had a very clear grasp of his physical condition.

He could feel his broken Meridians and bones. With such a serious injury, an ordinary Practitioner would have died long ago. That is to say, his Cultivation Base is not bad, and he ate some Heavenly and Mortal Treasures in his early years. This ability is still hanging on until now.

But this is useless, anyway, tomorrow is still dead.

Beheading is just a two-cut cut. If the knife is faster, maybe when the head falls, you can still see your own body without a head.

But if the car is split, it will be divided into five horses. Fu Long only knew that he was afraid that he would be a remnant after death.

Thinking back to the original, I met Su Zimo for the first time. It's ridiculous that at that time, I thought Su Zimo was such a good girl. Gentle and elegant, well-educated and reasonable, with a slim figure and unparalleled talent.

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

Everything is a conspiracy, everything is a calculation.

Hate, Fulong bleeds in his heart, hating himself with hatred.

Angry, Fu Long only felt his chest burning, wishing he could burn mountains and boil seas to calm his regret.

But in this world, there are not so many of them.

Reality is reality!

The ruthless reality trampled everything on him, without giving him the slightest chance to breathe.

Fu Long could only shout in his heart, if God could give him another chance, just one more time!

The resentment in his heart made Fulong touch his own wound again, and the severe pain hit him again.

Fu Long was almost tormented again and passed out.

But at this time, outside the door of the cell, suddenly there was a dark shadow. Fu Long thought he was looking at a ghost who came to take his life. Unexpectedly, it came so soon. Don't put it off until tomorrow.

But the black shadow outside didn't mean to take it away, but said softly: "Fulong, do you want revenge?"

Fu Long raised his head and said, "Yes, of course."

Sombra continued to ask: "Then do you want to regain your strength?"

Fu Long gritted his teeth and said, "It's even a dream."

The black shadow finally said: "Then are you willing to fall into Devil Dao? From now on, you will never die and burn everything in the world?"

Fu Long said sharply: "As long as I can get revenge, I am willing to give everything. You are just Devil Dao, what am I afraid of!"

The black shadow laughed lowly.

"Okay, I'll give you a chance!"

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