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    Chapter 76 Crystal Bone (3)

    "Hey, you guys have already met."

    Chen Hank walked in. He looked between Jiang Jianming and Garcia strangely, and said to the former, "His Royal Highness still pretends not to know you."

    The old man passed over His Royal Highness, who was standing upright and motionless, walked over and patted Jiang Jianming on the shoulder, squinting: "You kid, thief, you've even got on me. Even that little bastard Xie Yuduo is hiding it. I, looks like I should be beaten."

    "I'm sorry, old marshal." Jiang Jianming lowered his eyes and smiled, "But there are a lot of people who cheat on me."

    He properly did not go on to say more, but thought to himself: old fox.

    Before the door was pushed open, he did not expect that the old marshal wanted to meet Garcia today. But at this moment, Jiang Jianming's mind turned, and he immediately understood Chen Hanke's intention.

    He took advantage of the old marshal's guilt and concern for him to deceive the transfer order, and went to the Yin Beidou without telling the truth; and the old marshal clearly knew how obsessed he was with Ryan's death, but for the past three years, Prince Garcia has still His existence was kept secret and nothing was told to him.

    Today, the old marshal first called him here with a gesture of being investigated, but pulled out Garcia to show him. This means that we don't need to talk about anyone else.

    Each has its own position and difficulties, and each is not a naive person.

    As if they had hit each other, the two were cleared.

    only……

    Jiang Jianming glanced at Garcia. The two of them are cleared, but His Royal Highness seems to have been hit a bit hard.

    "Old Marshal, the matter between us should be discussed slowly, and now I want to have a few words with His Royal Highness alone."

    Old Marshal Chen looked at Garcia clearly, and probably guessed 70% to 80%.

    He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He silently turned around with his cane and closed the door.

    As soon as the echo of the door closing dissipated, the room became even quieter, and even felt a sense of sanctity for no reason under the snow light reflected from the window.

    Jiang Jianming was still standing by the window in black clothes, he looked directly at Garcia, his voice was gentle and slow: "I was in the starship that day, I wanted to say this, but you..."

    Garcia's face was pale, and he gave Jiang Jianming a deep look, then turned and left.

    Jiang Jianming pressed his eyebrows: "Your Highness!"

    He caught up with the first two steps and reached for La Garcia's wrist.

    It is this action that cuts the last string of reason. Garcia turned his head abruptly and twisted his hand. Jiang Jianming only felt severe pain in his wrist, and his feet retreated uncontrollably——

    boom!

    He was pinned on the window sill by His Royal Highness's wrist, and his back was hit with a cold edge.

    Garcia approached him, with a sullen look on the corners of his eyes and brows: "Who are you calling."

    "..."

    Jiang Jianming didn't say a word. He raised his head and raised his neck. The small half of his collarbone exposed from the black neckline was shining brightly under the window glass, as pale as the first layer of ice on the river.

    Garcia sneered, pressing hard on his hand until he heard an overwhelmed light sound from the slender wrist bone in his palm: "Speak, who is your Highness in your mouth calling?"

    Jiang Jianming endured the pain and said in a deep voice, "I'm calling the person standing in front of me now."

    "Who is in front of you." Garcia got closer, his lips almost pressed against his profile, and said coldly, "Jiang Jianming, what did you see in me."

    Those emerald eyes were like deadly bayonets at the moment, but they cast all hatred out of the falling snow window, "From the very beginning—just like them, you were looking for Ryan's phantom in me, right?"

    "Tell me, am I like him?"

    "Do not."

    Jiang Jianming adjusted his breathing. When he looked at Garcia, his eyes were pitiful, but more of something solid and cold. This expression vaguely overlapped with Prince Ryan when he parted ways three years ago.

    He said word by word: "My judgment is... you are him."

    Garcia turned his eyes in surprise, and this stunned even let him loose the shackles of the disabled human beings.

    He saw a pair of dark eyes that were as quiet as Koizumi.

    Under such circumstances, Jiang Jianming's face showed no panic or fear, and there was no trace of apology or shame on his face.

    But then Garcia realized: Yes, Jiang Jianming is such a person.

    This person has extraordinary loneliness and rebelliousness, and if he decides to go to the dark, he is also extremely calm, and he is definitely not the kind of person who will act recklessly and then go back on it.

    That is, it is the same no matter how many times it is repeated.

    The ending now is Jiang Jianming's choice.

    "The crown prince was very kind to you during his lifetime."

    Garcia snorted without warning, and he grabbed Jiang Jianming's neck.

    He tightened his strength a little bit, "That's why you can love him so much. Compromise for him, sacrifice your life for him, and even prefer to be by the side of the so-called amnesiac lover who has played with me for so long... It's a pity."

    "It's a pity that His Royal Highness Le'an died three years ago. Otherwise, why doesn't he come to save you now?"

    The crystal bone slowly stretched behind Garcia, and the light from the crystal particles was like a flame. Cracks began to appear in the walls of the room, and clusters of true crystals grew.

    As long as one thought, the life of the residual crystal human will be crushed by him. It was no more laborious than he had to crush a flower.

    "Look at me, Jiang," the crystal bone behind Garcia burned like a crimson corona, which was the wings of the evil god, "Can you still say that I am him now?"

    "I...cough," Jiang Jianming was forced to fold his head back, and the shackles on his neck made it difficult for him to breathe, "I haven't seen...Lian is angry at me and makes a move."

    He struggled for a while, and said in a low voice, "But...but..."

    The tail sound dissipated like a bubble, and the black-haired youth closed his eyes.

    Garcia was stunned for two seconds.

    The next moment he trembled all over, a look of horror flashed across his face, and he let go of his hand like an electric shock.

    ——Jiang Jianming's body slid to the ground suddenly, clutching his throat and coughing, his thin shoulder bones throbbing as if they were about to pierce the skin.

    "Cough cough cough...!!"

    "..." Garcia looked condescendingly at Jiang Jianming curled up on the ground, and a thought flashed through his heart coldly:

    He was deceived.

    This cunning, wicked and cruel human being dared to pretend to be stunned to scare him...

    "But... ahem, I guess, that's how it is now."

    Jiang Jianming, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his face, his chest heaved up and down due to his breathing, and his eyes shone brightly in the sweaty black hair.

    "Open your teeth and dance your claws, bluff, become angry, and dare not do anything."

    The corners of Garcia's eyes jumped, and Jiang Jianming's indifferent tone fell into his ears, almost mocking: "Little Highness, do you dare to touch me with your crystal bone?"

    boom!!

    The remote corner of the White Emerald Palace suddenly exploded, and the countless soldiers of the Golden Sun Wheel patrolling screamed at the same time, looking in the same direction—

    I saw that the small building that had been ignored for several years, covered with dry grass and covered with snow, was collapsing in the flying fire and smoke.

    The author has something to say: The quarrel began to bite each other.

    Garcia: was so angry that exploded.

    ginger:?I let you blow me up.

    Garcia: ...will die, no.

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