The treacherous minister under the skirt (taking by force) ( Mtl

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Shen Zhaodu's tears disappeared at the moment Shen Ni died, and her five senses ceased with her lost heartbeat and breath.

He held up Shen Ni, who was limp in his arms, as if no one else was watching. He couldn't hear Mrs. Shen's crying cry of collapse, and couldn't see Shen Zhengrong who rushed to him and knelt down to beat the ground. He only held his own pearl carefully.

He put his arm around Shen Ni's shoulders, allowing her to lean against him comfortably.

Her face was pale and showed a kind of dead gray, but her face was calm and her posture was peaceful, as if she was just sleeping.

Whether it was in Guiyuan Temple, Hanzhang Palace, or in his Zhaowu Marquis Mansion, she always looked like this when she slept.

She was just asleep now.

Shen Zhaodu reached out and pushed away the broken hair hanging on Shen Ni's forehead, wiped the blood from her lips, and then looked up at Shen Zhengrong opposite.

"Master Shen."

Shen Zhengrong raised his head when he heard the sound, and Shen Zhaodu stood up from the ground holding Shen Ni, standing tall like an ancient mountain, stable and cold.

"She has been too tired these days. She rarely falls asleep now, so let her rest and don't wake her up." utāxs.o (futaxs)

Shen Zhengrong stood up and took his daughter from his arms. He raised his head and saw that the frost on Shen Zhao's ferry temporarily melted into a clear spring, but in the blink of an eye, he seemed to have seen it wrong.

He is still the murderous and bloodthirsty Governor Shen, who kills people like crazy, is brutal and vicious, comes from purgatory, and seeks life from the world.

Shen Zhaodu turned around and stared fiercely at Ayuqi's face under the plaque with a pair of venomous eyes.

Ayuqi retreated hastily, losing the composure he had just planned, shouting and commanding his men to swarm forward: "Kill him, kill him quickly!"

The cold knife was slashed from his side. Shen Zhaodu raised his arm to block the white blade with his bare hands. He clenched his fist and folded it down, and the hard blade suddenly broke.

He threw away the broken knife and clenched his bleeding palm. His pitted nails dug into the flesh, but he couldn't feel any pain.

He is just a mortal body with feelings, emotions, and seven emotions and six desires, and the source of all these is Shen Ni.

Shen Ni was his pillar, but Ayuqi personally broke his pillar and cut off the rope holding him.

At this moment, he was just a beast dominated by killing.

He yelled angrily, turned sideways to avoid the stabbing sword, grabbed the man's wrist and broke it hard, and the sound of bone breaking into flesh was heard before the scream.

Murderous intentions were aroused, and Shen Zhaodu's every move was a dead end. The moment the sword fell, he grabbed the man's neck and twisted it neatly, turned around and bent over, and threw the man to the ground.

One move starts, three moves stops.

The elegant hall sometimes turned into a garbage dump where he foraged for food as a child, and sometimes turned into a battlefield of flying sand and rocks.

Only by putting the other party to death can he have a chance of survival.

Kicking the ribs of the attacker behind him again, Shen Zhaodu raised his fist and hit the side of the previous person's neck hard. He lifted the body with both hands and threw it back, knocking the attacker unconscious to the ground like a mountain bearing down on him.