The man on the high seat pursed his lips and smiled, his gestures revealed a kind of grace and luxury, but elegant and not tacky, his handsome face with soft contours seemed to be a humble gentleman holding an umbrella for the Yiren in the painting, like a gentle turn. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info He has a lot of gray hair mixed with green hair, but the vicissitudes of life are special, and the gloom in his eyes is so melancholy that it makes people feel distressed.

He is Qi Sheng's Uncle Wang, Mu Chenghong, the former dynasty of the Great Xia Kingdom - the prodigal son of a generation who has swept thousands of girls, King Yue.

Mu Chenghong looked back at the frightened eyes of the yellow-robed man, lightly opened his lips, and a few syllables popped out of his white teeth as clean as jade:

"I haven't seen it for many years, and a gelding dog has changed into a dragon robe, and he looks like a dog!"

Mu Chenghong made no secret of his hatred for the man in the yellow robe, as if the person kneeling in front of him was just a dog in his eyes, he hated it, despised it, and didn't have to deliberately suppress it.

The yellow-robed man was given by Mu Chenghong's seemingly soft eyes, but in fact, the sword light and sword shadow in his eyes were terrifying, Mu Chenghong's nickname in the folk was called - Smiling Boy, the more he hated the other party, the brighter he smiled, and his expression could be almost gentle.

And the experience of the yellow-robed man in charge of Daxia for many years is because he has served Mu Chenghong and knows how powerful Mu Chenghong is, so he imitates Mu Chenghong's characteristics of treating people and things.

It is precisely for this reason that the sun calls the yellow-robed man to smile at the tiger.

At this moment, the two smiling tigers are facing each other, which is true and which is false, which is strong and which is weak, and it can be made clear from the distinction of one calm and one with chattering teeth.

Even if Mu Chenghong insulted the yellow-robed man like this, the yellow-robed man didn't dare to reply, perhaps because he had assassinated Mu Chenghong's family's weak heart, or because of his deep fear of Mu Chenghong over the years, he was still remembered by his physical reactions, and when they met, they couldn't help but show it, not because he was timid.

Seeing that the man in the yellow robe didn't speak, Mu Chenghong smiled lightly and stepped on the couch with one foot, so he was not heroic and chic.

"Why, shouldn't the pug wag his tail and beg for mercy when he sees his master? When was someone poisoned and dumb? Looks like I'm not well informed......"

Mu Chenghong teased himself, his slender fingers on the wine cup, and then took the wine cup and drank it all.

Even though Mu Chenghong's ridiculed yellow-robed man's words became more and more unpleasant, the yellow-robed man still didn't dare to shout with Mu Chenghong, he listened to the other party's humiliation silently, and his eyes were rolling.

Mu Chenghong noticed the restless eyes of the yellow-robed man, so he raised his eyes to the yellow-robed man and warned:

"You don't have to find a way to escape, you can't escape!"

Mu Chenghong's tone was still very gentle, when he broke through the yellow-robed man's thoughts, the yellow-robed man was shocked again, and then he looked panicked, he secretly thought to himself: Mu Chenghong's mind is so meticulous, and he knows him so well, even his habits many years ago, and even every move in his heart, just to know himself and the enemy, revenge, is he really going to die here?

The yellow-robed man didn't dare to make the slightest noise to provoke the other party, just because he knew better than anyone else that no matter what he did, Mu Chenghong would not let him go, so he didn't have to beg for mercy in vain.

Correspondingly, Mu Chenghong also understands that the ambition and greed of the man in the yellow robe make the man in the yellow robe not regret everything he has done, and besides, if a word of sorry can resolve all the resentment, life will not be too easy.

"What? I've worked so hard to get you here, and you're going to keep changing? Silence is the golden law, and it doesn't work with me—"

When the yellow-robed man heard this, he closed his eyes helplessly, then slowly opened them, raised his courage and looked directly into Mu Chenghong's eyes and asked:

"If the widow falls into your hands today, the end will be miserable, what do you want? Just have fun! ”

"Bang Bang!"

Mu Chenghong applauded the yellow-robed man's speech without warning, and after the applause stopped, his terrifying eyes were fixed on the yellow-robed man's body, but the expression on his face was just the opposite of his eyes.

I only heard Mu Chenghong say extremely calmly:

"Widows? I am a little unaccustomed to such grandiose self-esteem, and in front of me, only my royal brother can call himself a widow. So—"

Mu Chenghong looked at the dead man standing behind the yellow-robed man, raised his hand to cover his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see the next picture.

A terrifying scene happened when Mu Chenghong just raised his hand - the man in yellow robe couldn't move because he was tied hands and feet, and the dead man standing on his right stepped forward and pinched his nostrils so that he had to breathe through his mouth, but with a flick of his fingers, the dead man on the left side of the man in yellow robe firmly grabbed the tongue of the man in yellow robe.

Then, the dead man seemed to inject all the strength of his body into the arm where he grabbed the tongue of the yellow-robed man, only to hear a small tearing sound, and blood was splashed on the dead man's cheeks, which made his face even more cold-blooded and ruthless.

It turned out that the dead man had pulled out the tongue of the man in the yellow robe alive and without the help of any utensils.

At this moment, a bloody tongue appeared in the dead man's clenched hand, and looking at the yellow-robed man's mouth, there was nothing but a mouthful of dirty blood and yellowed teeth.

The yellow-robed man was obviously in extreme pain, but he couldn't scream after his tongue was pulled out, and his expression was distorted to the point that the yellow-robed man was paralyzed and rolling on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot, and his open mouth couldn't close for a long time.

On the other hand, Mu Chenghong, he didn't really miss the scene of enjoying the enemy's torture, his hand was lowered before it was raised to the top, and he had an evil smile on his face, and his expression seemed unfinished.

Mu Chenghong stared at the yellow-robed man rolling on the ground, the more painful the other party was, the more genuine the smile on Mu Chenghong's face became, not as shallow as before-

This is the terrifying thing about Mu Chenghong, the nickname of the smiling boy does match him.

"Wu Qi, Wu Qi, even if you change your name and surname, put on that dragon robe, and practice your male voice, you still can't stop your shameful atmosphere, of course, these are even more impossible to cover up the fact that you are neither male nor female. I'll give you a chance to speak, and you're going to anger me as soon as you say it, sin, sin! ”

Mu Chenghong paced around the eunuch Wu Qi, admonished, and folded his hands, as if he was a devout believer.

Wu Qi, who was lying on the ground, struggled for a long time, and finally relieved himself, his eyes widened angrily, and he glared fiercely at Mu Chenghong, who was looking down on him, and his previous scruples and fears had long been replaced by pain.

Mu Chenghong looked back at Wu Qi's eyes as if he wanted to eat people funny, and asked:

"Why are you still annoyed? Just kidding, don't be in a hurry, the main thing is later......"

Mu Chenghong said words with deep meaning, staring at the angry Wu Qi for a long time, his eyes were full of anticipation and excitement for slaughtering prey.

After looking at each other for a while, Wu Qi saw Mu Chenghong's sickness, and only then did he remember that he was afraid, and only then did he remember that he couldn't be tough and couldn't argue with the smiling boy.

Mu Chenghong was about to ask why Wu Qi had learned to be obedient, when he heard the screen connecting the side hall behind the hall being pushed open, Mu Chenghong raised the corners of his lips, waiting for someone to appear, but his eyes remained on Wu Qi - (To be continued.) )