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“…… Wouldn't they have died worse together? Hotaru looked incomprehensible. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How about you attract its attention, and the rest of the king will deal with it?" Ming Luohua said lightly.

"Yes." Weaving Yi responded quickly, and suddenly said blankly, "How to attract its attention?" ”

“…… It's just to let it transfer the idea of wanting to eat to you......" Ori Hotaru looked at her little friend sadly, why are you doing this, why do you take the initiative to carry this pot?

Zhiyi shook his body, obviously flinching.

The snow beast began to snort through its nose, ready to attack again, and its target was unknown for the time being.

Suddenly, a blood-red giant tongue was exposed to the air, and Ori Hotaru panicked, and the figure floating in the air suddenly became unstable and fell straight towards the ground.

Weaving Yi's hand was grabbed by Weaving Hotaru's hand and did not let go, and he fell down in a daze, the eyes of the two widened and widened, and the expressions on their faces were simply terrified.

The tongue writhed in the air for a moment, as if hesitating, and finally chose to strike in the direction of the two villains.

Ming Luohua took advantage of this time to pull away a large tuft of erect hair, and quickly jumped to the top of the snow beast's head, and the tip of the hair aimed at the snow beast's eyes and pierced fiercely-

A scream of pain came again, and Ming Luohua's face was solemn, was the bet right?

The snow beast shook its head frantically, its bloody tongue retracting a second before it touched the two villains, and consciously bent and fell heavily in the direction of its head.

At the moment, it was obviously impossible to tell whether this attack was effective or not, Ming Luohua reacted quickly and pulled away a large tuft of hair from the hair, and stabbed it fiercely on the tip of the tongue that attacked-

(Someone bullies monsters, woo-woo-)

The snow beast retracted the tip of its tongue in pain again, and roared in anger on the spot, as if it was on the verge of madness.

Poof, poof, after two slight landing sounds-

Oritaru's first words after escaping from death were a little sentimental: "It must have hurt......"

"Whew, that's lucky!" Weaving Yi, who hadn't reacted yet, was lucky.

- Hehe, this guy won't survive any more tossed by you, so I'll do something good to get you out of here!

The somewhat familiar, somewhat unfamiliar female voice from before sounded again, Ming Luohua frowned, and her face fluctuated slightly.

A mysterious cave of streamers silently appeared behind him, and his body was once again involuntarily and without resistance.

The moment the snow disappeared in front of his eyes, he seemed to see countless phantoms rising, fluttering, crowded, countless black shadows on the ground were layered and dense, and the surrounding environment was dull and dead, as if it was on the verge of destruction.

For some reason, he suddenly felt that if he stayed for a second longer, he might be able to see the cold scene of the shattered land in person, and the tentacles of "no place to bury the dead" could be seen.

"Welcome to my emperor, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Ming Luohua was stunned for a second, and was a little at a loss for a while, in front of him was the splendid hall, and below was the ministers who were all together, the eunuchs on the left and right stood in the dust, and the palace maids behind him fanned, and sat down was the Jinluan Treasure Palace.

"Zhongqing's body-" A four-character long voice spat out of his mouth, so low that it didn't seem to look like his voice, but it was clearly his voice.

There was a gloomy breath in his chest, as if he was waiting for something.

"Take the former deposed emperor Ming Duanhua into the hall-"

A solidly bound Ming Huang figure dragged in from the door, and shouted angrily: "Ming Luohua, you slut, brute, you must not die!" ”

Ming Duanhua?

Ming Luohua was a little surprised, but the depression in his chest seemed to have been vented, and he couldn't wait to rush out.

"The former abolished emperor Ming Duanhua, who was in the position of an improper person, was ill-intentioned from the date of his reign, and tried in vain to collude with foreign enemies and destroy my Qilin's century-old foundation. Fortunately, the saint was wise, endured humiliation, exposed his face, and returned my unicorn to peace. The saint was merciful, and he couldn't bear to kill each other, so he was sad, so he took away the name of the abolished emperor, demoted to a commoner, banned from the Lin Palace for life, and the related bloodlines were distributed thousands of miles of red land...... Chin this. ”

After the eunuch who had read the decree finally finished reading the lengthy paragraph, he put away the scroll and turned to Ming Luohua.

Ming Luohua slowly got up and walked down the Jinluan Palace, and behind him, the eunuch bowed his back and followed closely.

He closed his eyes, his gaze swept through the bead curtain above his head to Ming Duanhua, who was forced to the ground in humiliation, his mouth opened slightly, he wanted to explain Duanhua, you also have today, and then the words rushed to his throat for some reason but he couldn't take a step forward, and the voice in his mouth seemed to be controlled by someone, and he couldn't make it anyway-

He looked at Ming Duanhua's mouth with a little blankness, and deep doubts flashed in his eyes.

What he was saying, the almost real anger on his expression, and the completely distorted face all made Ming Luohua feel that he should have been relieved of hatred, should have been liberated, however, until Ming Duanhua carelessly broke free from the suppression of the guards on both sides, and roared angrily, "...... I'm fighting with you! He rushed over, still with a completely untouched expression.

Once the scene of the heart and mind is concretized, it always feels more unreal, and I always feel that I don't know how to be better, as if the anger of the past, the sorrow of the past, and the humiliation of the past are just as illusory as light smoke at this moment.

Ming Duanhua, who rushed to Ming Luohua who was only a hand's distance away, was finally held tightly by the guards who reacted, and the expressionless guards twisted their backhands heavily, deliberately increasing their strength, Ming Duanhua's hideous face flashed a trace of obvious pain, and he said forcefully: "Ming Luohua, there is a kind of you who killed me, otherwise I will definitely make you regret it!" This is my unicorn, this unicorn dynasty is mine, you villain who steals the country will not die well! ”

Ming Luohua suddenly stepped forward, took the holy decree from the eunuch's hand, and said lightly: "Ming Duanhua...... Oh, you know me and I seem to know it thoroughly......"

"There's a kind of you who killed me, and I won't let you go. Your position, I live for a day, and I will give you nightmares forever! Ming Duanhua said cursedly, and Ming Luohua kept looking at him with a flat expression.

"I will definitely cut you with a thousand knives, including the slut you have been dead for many years, I will not let you go......"

Ming Luohua's gaze finally fluctuated, and the tone of his pupils was slightly dark.

He took the scroll and smashed it into Ming Duanhua's face and said, "...... This king thinks that you are still good as a play, but the play should have the proportions of the play, what to say and what not to say, as a 'person', you should be clear, although you are not a human ...... Facilitator ......"

Ming Duanhua seemed to be ignorant, Gu Zi shouted, and his words became more and more excessive, but Ming Luohua's face did not change again, and his words did not add half a word. (To be continued.) )