The little guy was trembling at the moment, he finally remembered that after the King of Qianwang came to King Ling's Mansion in the past, there would always be some more scars on his body after returning to the mansion, sometimes it was some small cuts, sometimes it was bruised, he was curious, how could a pampered prince be so easily injured.

He also asked King Qian, but King Qian just responded expressionlessly, just learned a few martial arts with His Royal Highness King Ling, and was injured because he was not defeated by King Ling, so he must not speak out, otherwise people with a heart will know that their brothers are not harmonious.

Every time he helped the Hidden King to deal with his wounds, the Hidden King was like no one, and asked him to get his rouge gouache, and he would put thick makeup on his face, but in fact, the Hidden King's face was not scarred at all......

It wasn't until today that the little guy finally figured it out, and it turned out that it was because of such a reason!

"Good idea...... King Ling smiled, seemingly satisfied, but the next moment, that smile immediately became eerie and terrifying, "It's a pity that this king is in a bad mood today, you have to die!" Don't say it's the little guy of the hidden king, even if it's the hidden king, whoever the king lets die, whoever has to die! ”

Seeing the food in the Ye family's restaurant in that place, King Ling's mentality simply exploded.

As he spoke, he used his internal force to thrust his sword into the little guy, and the little guy quickly got up and ran out, but as soon as he turned around, he was pierced through the left chest by the sword from behind, and fell to the ground at once.

At this moment, the Hidden King's eyes widened suddenly, but he saw the little guy lying motionless on the ground.

Watching the little guy's red blood slowly flow out, King Ling only felt that his whole body was extremely comfortable.

King Ling walked over, stepped on the little man's back, and pulled out the sword.

He turned back and picked up the Hidden King's jaw with the tip of his sword.

"Brother, look at it, is this blood color beautiful?"

The Hidden King was gagged and speechless, tears fell from his face, and the thick rouge gouache was washed out with a tear stain.

King Ling showed a look of pity, admiring the appearance of King Qian's tears with relish, "Brother, this king likes your appearance of pear blossoms with rain......"

King Ling took off the white cloth in King Qian's mouth, "Come on...... I'll listen to ...... cry twice."

The hidden king's face was as gray as ashes, his lips that had been chapped trembled, his eyes suddenly became fierce, he glared at King Ling, with a look of wanting to go to hell together, "I will never cry again......"

King Ling patted the face of the King of Potential, "This king advises you to be obedient, you are just this king's toy ......"

The Hidden King was still glaring at him, "Do you know why I'm applying this rouge gouache?" ”

King Ling laughed out loud, as if he had heard some joke, "Poof...... Isn't it that you are bent on being a woman? Brother, how about this king help you and help you cut this obstructive thing first? ”

He thought of the fact that Yue Wanqiu sent someone to solve the matter of Young Master Song, and he actually began to make up for the scene where the knife went down, blood splattered three feet, and something was separated, and he thought about it...... That must be a great pleasure!

The Hidden King's eyes showed a fierce light, "It's to cover this face, this face is six or seven points similar to your face, every time I see him, it makes me think of you and makes me gag involuntarily!" Sooner or later, I'll ruin it! You, too, will lose everything you have, and sooner or later you will have to go to hell, hell! ”

As soon as the Hidden King finished roaring, he was slapped hard by King Ling, "Shut up!" ”

After that, he immediately took the whip thrown on the bed next to him and whipped it the hidden king......