Chapter 447 Reviews For 447

dan chair naturally fell into Liu Mingzheng's ears.Liu Mingzheng said in a cold voice, "are you Wuzhi""ahem! Did not expect that you dare to fight against Ding Wang for a woman is it too long to live"..."Ruyan was the most beautiful woman in Tokyo a few years ago, and even today's teacher Li can only be covered up under her unique style."

"at that time, the king courted her several times! But this bitch dares to refuse this king! "

Zhao Kai Yue said that the expression on his face became more ferocious and smug at the same time.

"so the king sent someone to poison her tea. In less than a few days, her graceful posture has become what she is now! "

"used to be the most beautiful woman in Tokyo. She has become a fat woman who is as famous as she is today! "

the rockery shook like smoke behind the rockery!

it never occurred to her that the chief culprit who turned herself into cash was Zhao Kai, whom she had always loved so much!

Zhao Kaisi had no idea that Ruyan was hiding behind the rockery. He was complacent, as if he had done a great feat.

"in order to drive this bitch to a dead end, the king deliberately let people slander her and betray her relatives! When the bitch is desperate and jumps into the river to kill herself, the king will fish her out of the river. "

"on weekdays, with a few words of relief, this fat and ugly bitch will be grateful! Even if she sells her whole body of fat, she is still counting the money for this article, ha. "

who would have thought that the gentle and personable Yunwang should still have such an ugly face!

watching Zhao Kai and Ping Zhi Zhongichiro gradually disappear at the end of the corridor, I do not know how many times he wanted to rush out shouting, ran to Zhao Kai to question him, to tear off his hypocritical face!

however, she does not have the courage, because now she is no longer the first beauty in Tokyo at that time, but just a fat, ugly, evil-looking madam.

sadly found that she didn't hate Zhao Kai. Instead, she blamed herself for incompetence, stupidity and lack of eyes.

she is like a walking corpse, expressionless, cold out of the palace of Yunwang.

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again, on that cold night a few years ago, when smoke was walking down a black street with no pedestrians, she stumbled and came to the Bian River.

she stood on the railing, the river rolling and dark in front of her.

there is a height of several feet from the surface of the water, and you can't really see it from below. The Bian River is like a black road to the grave, deep and scary!

closed her eyes hopelessly, and a line of tears slowly fell down her fat cheeks.

desperate.

Ruyan is really desperate at this moment.

when she was a pimp in drunken Wind House for a few years, she thought she had seen through life, but she did not think that the world was even more sinister than she had imagined!

although not reconciled, but helpless

I took one last look at the white moon overhead.

how beautiful!

this bright moon is probably the most beautiful one I have ever seen in my life.

Unfortunately, it is also the last time.

"if there is an afterlife..."

then she smiled sadly and jumped down!

the cold wind on the surface of the water is howling in the ear of smoke.

she felt her body falling all the time.

however, she did not feel the cold water of the lake, let alone the depth of darkness.

when a man is in mid-air, he is suddenly caught by a pair of strong hands, and then his body rises and falls slightly.

opened his eyes abruptly like smoke, turned his head and saw a tall shadow.

at this time, she was held in the arms of a man's strong arms. The body of more than two hundred jin was as light as a feather under the support of the man's hands.

without waiting for smoke to ask, she heard the sound that seemed to come from the sky.

"I said, sister, you can't sleep for a long night. Even if you can't think about it, you can't jump into the river" so he doesn't have a thorough understanding of the poem written by Song Jiang, who was born as a literati.when Song Jiang wrote this poem, he was next to him. Although he could not understand it, he...