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His words are too resonant.

Bedroom, bed, small stove, how can these three words be associated with pure things.

Departure from Aotian's rhetoric is too bold.

The smell of saber-rattling is too strong.

Li Aotian's obscurier eyes stared at Murong Che with a dangerous coolness, and he was domineeringly declaring his sovereignty and possession of Xiao Yushu: "Your Majesty, let's go back to the palace." ”

"Hahaha...... "No knives, guns, sticks, no dark needles and poisons, Murong Che's hearty laughter was mixed with a hint of weirdness, he picked up his unruly lips, and looked at Xiao Yushu faintly: "Uncle Huang eats his niece's small stove, uncle, aren't you afraid that the taste will be too heavy and get hot?" However, Xiao Yushu's small stove has been eaten by his nephew. ”

In a word, it exploded like a cannon fire.

Li Aotian slapped his big palm on the dining table, the silver chopsticks fell to the ground, and the soup also splashed out, and Li Aotian looked at him coldly.

Murong Che also got up, the aura of the two was comparable, the smell of gunpowder was full, he was not afraid of leaving Aotian, he was not afraid of playing small, he smiled lowly: "Uncle's temper is too irritable, my nephew hasn't eaten much of Yushu's small stove, at most, he kissed his mouth, took a small hand, and hugged him, if his nephew does something else, will the imperial uncle be very angry." ”

The 'bang' fist smashed on Murong Che's handsome face like raindrops, he staggered and leaned on the dining table, the dishes on the dining table shook, and many dishes spilled out, and he pulled out a soft sword and stabbed him in the neck, the shallow blade was a little deeper, and the bright red blood seeped out, and Li Aotian narrowed his dangerous eyes: "Murong Che, don't provoke this king." ”

Ruoge bit her lower lip, propped her hands on the dining table, looked at Murong Che, and hid the burning heat and worry in her eyes.

Xiao Yushu looked at the imperial uncle with a gloomy face and murderous intent in his eyes, and he was a little afraid in his heart, staring directly at the long sword.

"Heh......" Murong Che smiled unusually evilly, without any fear, his long knuckled fingers clamped the sharp and cold blade and rubbed it back and forth, not caring about the blood on his neck at all: "Uncle, the contract between me and the emperor has been signed, what?" Can't regret it? Kindness? What's more, uncle, do you really dare to kill me? ”

"Do you think this king will not dare?" Li Aotian didn't like others to provoke him, and the blade of the sword was deeper.

"If you're not afraid of your grandmother, and if you're still angry, you can kill me." Murong Che's uninhibited smile, his frivolous smile made Li Aotian angry.

Be.

He really couldn't kill Murong Che.

Murong Che is the baby bump of the Murong family.

"Leave Yushu." The sword was not moved, and the tall body of Li Aotian was like a sculpture, cold and hard, he called Li Yushu's name, and his voice was cold: "What contract did you sign." ”

It's not a question, it's an order.

Xiao Yushu swallowed violently: "It was he who took the secret fruit away, and I let it ...... I let ......"

"Say!" Away from Aotian's cold scolding.

Xiao Yushu's shoulders trembled, and she almost cried in fright: "Why are you so fierce, just agree that he can chase me." ”

"Huh?" Turning back from Aotian, the dangerous cold eyes stared straight at her.

She shrunk her neck, turned her head away from Aotian with squinted eyes, looked at Murong Che, and put the long sword into the scabbard: "That contract is invalid." ”

"Okay." Murong Che jumped over the dragon gate and stood up perfectly: "The Lord of the Deity will get the secret fruit back!" ”