Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Ji Rao endured the pain and stood there straight with a scornful smile in her eyes.

"Do you kneel or not?"

"No kneeling."

The banquet court draws out the stick of the younger brother who guards the door next to him, and directly hits Ji Rao's back. The stick carrying the sound of breaking the air, smashed hard to Ji Rao's thin body. Ji Rao snorted, and the whole person leaned forward.

"Kneel or not?"

"No kneeling."

Another stick.

"Kneel or not?"

“…… Don't kneel. "

……

At last, the fight in the banquet hall was numb. He didn't know how many strokes he had hit. His reason seemed to be lost. A heart seemed to be inserted into a knife. The knife whirled and scratched inside, and he could hardly breathe. He felt in a trance that the stick was not hit on Ji Rao's body, but on his heart,

"kneel or not?"

“……”

Ji Rao couldn't even say a word. His face turned pale. He had no consciousness. He just held his breath.

"Do you kneel or not?"

Banquet Court seems to be anxious, Ji Rao gently pulled out a pale smile, "no Kneel. "

In fact, at that time, Yan Tingzhi had forgotten about the feud of killing his father and the difference between different sects. He simply felt that Ji Rao could always make him angry so easily.

So when the stick went down, what he thought was no longer hatred.

Why, why always disobey me? I am so good to you, I wish I could take out my heart to you, and want you to stand in the world, how can you, how can you do this to me?

Ji Rao leg pain, he fell to the ground, bite teeth did not cry out, cold sweat straight out.

I'm afraid this leg is useless.

Bang.

The stick fell to the ground. Yan Ting looked at Ji Rao, who had fainted on the ground. He was at a loss for a moment. He wanted to go over and pick up the man. But as soon as he took a step, he heard humanity.

"Well done!"

"Just to break his pride!"

The pace of the banquet court, and then coldly said, "come on, put him in jail."

When Ji Rao was carried out, the Banting ghost looked back and felt his dull breath. He knew he was in love with someone he shouldn't love.

Ji Rao was awakened by cold water. When he woke up, his first feeling was pain, which hurt everywhere, especially his leg, which hurt to his bones.

He looked around, the light was dim, there were a lot of straw under it, the walls were dilapidated, and there were several people standing in front of him.

"He's awake."

"You killed the abbot!"

"You don't blink, you murderer."

The expressions of resentment of those people made Ji Rao smile. He said in a hoarse voice, "you kill people, it's justice. I'm a demon sect murderer. It's cruel. There is no such truth in the world. "

"Don't quibble. You're killed because you've done so many evil deeds and maimed innocent people. You deserve to die!"

"Now that you have done this to our master again, it's really vicious!"

"That's right. You've done so many harm. You deserve to die!"

"Despicable

Jirao slightly looked up at them, "I jirao, is it you can abuse at will."

"Bah, I'm so arrogant when I'm dying. Today I will avenge our Lord. "

This is the cell. What kind of instruments of torture do not exist? The disciple took a whip from the wall in a hurry and whipped it up.

Ji Rao Sheng suffered, he looked at the three people coldly, his body stained with blood, as if from Hell's fierce ghost, "you'd better not let me run, or today's disgrace, some day, I will let you double return."