So What If You Were a Slave? Killing You Is Easy

Step by step, the former prince Shen Zheng x the enemy emperor Murong Zhao Two men + group portrait of teenagers + Machiavellian sophistry + two strong men The father is dead. The sky in the North has also completely changed. The jackdaws outside the window are choking and singing, very much like a person's life... "Hey, damn thing! Are you dreaming of your emperor again?" An abrupt and mocking voice sounded, and the whip wind wrapped a ladle of cold water and bit into his flesh at the same time. Shen Zheng is no longer my name from now on. The jackdaw sang very happily, but soon he was killed by an arrow, and his blood spurted out. "Kill him!" The spectators became excited and cheered. Shen Zheng wiped the red plum at the corner of his mouth and got up from the ground with difficulty, "Ahem..." If you don't stand up, even your right to live is at the mercy of others. Another punch came, and the person fighting for his life today was much taller and stronger than him. But Shen Zheng had no way out. He could only bite the bullet and deal with the strong man. He could only advance slowly and find his fatal flaw. The red plum blossoms burst into a bright red color, dyeing the whole world red. The white clothes looked extremely desperate because of the red plum blossoms. The strong man clamped his neck, looking like a hungry wolf with a hint of contempt. Shen Zheng's eyes widened and he bit his palm. The strong man touched the sword growing out of his mouth and threw him to the ground. His head was violently shaken, and the red plum dyed his clothes, making him eye-catching. He was barely holding on with one hand. When the viewers thought he had fallen down and was dead, Shen Zheng stood up.