The mad tyrant was called by the lucky peasant girl to farm

Chapter 37 Shouting the throat
Cui Jiayun doesn't look like he's all right?
It's okay, what are you doing with the knife?
As soon as Shensi moved, she stepped forward and grabbed his sleeve, and was led out by him.

Zhou Jinyu didn't expect her to act like this, looked at her with a frown, and reprimanded her in a cold tone

"Go in!"

This sound didn't startle Cui Jiayun, but it startled the eldest prince who was rummaging in the room.

"Come out, if you don't come out again, believe it or not, I will kill your two servants."

"In? Huh? Are you willing to come out?"

Looking at the yellow, dry and thin little girl, who was still dressed as a village girl, she pulled the corners of her lips in disgust and frowned:

"You created that dirty little girl?
Hehe, is it possible that you really know how to juggle? "

"Brother Emperor, even if you really want to kill me, you don't have to come in person, do you?"

Zhou Jinyu pointed the scimitar at the eldest prince. This person is not his half-brother at all, but a devil!

He didn't dare to think about whether his mother and concubine had ever suffered from his poisonous hands.

But just because he dared to treat himself like this today, he should die!
His eyes were almost red as he watched the eldest prince who was wearing an inner coat gradually approaching, and the scimitar in his hand gradually trembled.

The eldest prince sneered, looked at the scimitar in his hand, and the corner of his lips curled into an arc

"Seventh brother, you asked a good question. Originally, I didn't have to come here in person, but,"

Cui Jiayun saw the eldest prince talking, and the corners of his lips curved into a cold arc.

"Hehe, I am the big brother, how can I rest assured that those servants will do something to you, naturally I will personally send you on the road to be at ease!
You really deserve to be a prince with the blood of the Huns. This knife is the scimitar commonly used by the Huns, right?
I didn't expect you to have this thing here, I advise you to put down the knife, tonight, even if you shout your throat, no one will come to rescue you! "

Cui Jiayun sat coldly under Zhou Jinyu's quilt, she seemed to understand what happened.

Looking at the kid holding the scimitar with a complex expression, he really told himself that he was right, this is really a high-end and tricky house, full of all sorts of tricks.

Sensing the sight of the little girl beside her, Zhou Jinyu shouted at Cui Jiayun angrily.

"Go in!"

"Are you sure you can handle it?"

The eldest prince over there laughed when he heard that.

"Lao Qi, don't tell me this is the helper you hired? Just her? Hehe!

Are you looking for her to disgust me? "

Cui Jiayun: ...I can't bear this shit!
This is no longer a personal attack, it is an insult from Chiguoguo. Although I am a bit of an ugly duckling now, it does not mean that I will not become a beautiful swan!
"When my old lady turns into a beautiful swan, you will never die of surprise!"

While talking, she moved her wrists and climbed down from Zhou Jinyu's bed.

The bed in this palace is so annoying,

Then he glanced at Zhou Jinyu, who was pointing at the eldest prince with a knife in both hands, and said:

"What are you doing with the pestle on the bed? Come down! It's easier to use it when you get down. You don't have to worry about being too weak if you want to beat on the bed!
Can I use the over-the-shoulder throw I taught you on the bed?There just happens to be a practice hand, come down quickly! "

Zhou Jinyu was speechless, in such a tense atmosphere, she...

Standing up from the bed, he gradually walked down. Before he could get down, the First Prince sneered and rushed towards him!
The dagger in his hand pierced Zhou Jinyu's heart, and the other hand grabbed his hands holding the knife and twisted it, causing the knife in his hand to fall to the ground.

The arm was grabbed by a dry and thin little hand, and he looked at the little black hand with disgust.

Too much, her hands are very clean, although not white but definitely not black!
When the eldest prince raised his foot to kick out the little girl who was holding onto his arm, he clicked!
His arm was removed!

"what!"

A heart-piercing cry sounded in the dormitory, and Cui Jiayun was startled.

Quickly pushed open and stood behind the door with a look of wariness.

At first glance, it is the standard posture for avoiding zombies. If you have a machete in your hand, come in and chop one by one.

However, just like what the First Prince said at the beginning, "Even if you yell out your throat, no one will come to save you!"

At this time, the heart-piercing cry of the eldest prince still did not alarm anyone.

No one came to rescue him.

Cui Jiayun and Zhou Jinyu looked at each other, and Zhou Jinyu took the opportunity to step forward and put his foot on the eldest prince's knee.

Then there was a slapping 'Yin' leg and a three-way attack, which made the eldest prince who was holding one arm unable to resist, the adult's body bent into a shrimp and fell to the ground.

But the First Prince is not a vegetarian after all, the Great Zhou Prince also has riding and archery lessons.

After all, he is a 20-year-old adult, while Zhou Jinyu is only a 12-year-old boy, and he kicked him to the ground with all his strength

The disparity in strength was there. Seeing him pick up the dagger, he was about to stab Zhou Jinyu's neck hard.

Zhou Jinyu grabbed his hand with both hands to prevent him from stabbing it.

Seeing the opportunity, Zhou Jinyu kicked the First Prince's arm that had just been removed.

"Hiss! Damn girl! You wait for me!"

Cui Jiayun saw that he was only talking to her, but he was still attacking Zhou Jinyu, and she was anxious.

In this urgency, hypoglycemia syndrome also came to join in the fun.

Kicked out by the eldest prince, he first took out a bamboo tube of honey from the space and took a sip. After he slowed down, he looked at the vase on the side.

With some strength back, without thinking much, he picked up the vase and threw it at the back of the eldest prince's head.

Boom!With a loud bang, the vase was smashed to the ground, and the eldest prince is still not dizzy. This physical strength is quite good!
The eldest prince was suffering from pain, pinched Zhou Jinyu's throat with one hand, and touched the back of his head with the other. Seeing the blood on his hand, his gaze became hard.

It's just killing the old seven, I didn't expect it to be so troublesome, this dead girl came out of nowhere

Seeing that girl, she hit him again with a vase, and waved her hand to block the vase that hit him.

The vase was knocked aside by him, and he put down Zhou Jinyu, who was pinched by him, and decided to kill the dead girl first.

Cui Jiayun glanced at the scimitar beside him, it wasn't that he couldn't take it, but whether the other party was the prince of Dazhou or Zhou Jinyu's brother, how about killing him by himself?
After passing through, her hands have not been stained with blood. Since it is a new life, she thinks it is better not to be stained with blood.

Short in stature, he dodged the First Prince's grabbing movements, and had to find time to take out a bamboo tube and drink honey.

For her now, this thing has the same effect as Popeye's spinach, and it can't be dropped.

After gaining strength, she can deal with the eldest prince with ease.

After dodging his outstretched hand, he picked up a stool beside him and threw it at him.

While he was dodging the stool, he picked up another stool and hit him. At the same time, he ran to the door, but he pulled out the latch instead of pushing the door.

As soon as the door bolt was hit, he hit the eldest prince, and when the other party grabbed the door bolt and sneered, he lifted his foot and smashed the egg.

"Ah! Damn you!"

The door bolt was dragged by the two, and he stretched out one hand to hold the door bolt, and raised the other hand to pinch his neck.

Cui Jiayun raised her hand and grabbed his wrist. Now the strength of the two can only be said to be equal, and her body is still not good enough.

He raised his foot again, put it on his knee, and saw his pupils suddenly dilated and stared at him.

(End of this chapter)