Mom, it's so bitter!

His deep character is about to be ruined.

This is definitely a natural predator.

I don't drink it anymore, it's too much of a test for my taste buds.

Before he could recover from it, he listened to the other party again.

"The doctor said that you are a little seriously injured and need to recuperate for a month, as long as you take medicine on time, you will recover soon, don't worry."

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One month!

How is it so scary?

"Tong'er, the rivers and lakes are in an emergency, very urgent, is there any good recovery medicine or can temporarily block the taste buds, give me some." ’

He can really eat anything, but he can't endure hardship.

However, the only answer to him was the mechanical voice of the system.

'Hello, the system you are calling is offline, please have nothing to do with it. ’

Mio: '...'

I have a good character, Nima is about to be made into a complaining system by you.

Breathe deeply.

Steady.

He can win.

I don't know if it's the psychological effect or the medicine I just drank, my brain is a little groggy, and my long eyelashes are starting to tremble, as if I want to fall.

"Are you sleepy, go to sleep."

Murong Jiu put the bowl aside, helped him lie down without Luo Miao's refusal, and carefully covered him with the quilt.

Wait until your breathing has calmed down before you go out with the bowl.

As soon as he stepped out of the temple gate, the gentleness on his body retreated cleanly.

The cold and irritable atmosphere overflowed with scramble.

"Bring my good uncle with you."

"Yes."

The guards hurried away.

Manager Liu followed Murong Jiu and quietly exhaled.

Your Majesty has returned to normal, and it is still reassuring that Your Majesty is still like this.

The previous majesty was really too abnormal.

...

Sitting on the wide dragon chair, holding the armrest of the dragon's head with his hand, Murong Jiu looked at the idle king who was kneeling on the ground and looked at him with anger and viciousness.

His only imperial uncle.

didn't compete with his father for the throne back then, and became an idle prince.

But very ambitious.

It's just that he has been quite peaceful over the years, and even asking Tianshan Snow Lotus to lie about it for his nephew two years ago is just a trivial matter.

Unexpectedly.

Cruelty flashed in his eyes.

Leaning on the desk, he spoke lazily.

"Uncle Huang, you are really calculating, you have spent a lot of effort, it's quite hard."

The irony was like air, constantly drifting into Murong Xian's ears, making his eyes split.

"Murong Jiu counts you lucky, you become the king and lose, but don't be complacent, since I can't get it, you can't think about stability."

The moment he failed, he sent out the defense map of the Feng Heavenly Kingdom.

The morale of the Chuliu Kingdom is strong at this time, and it will definitely attack the Feng Heavenly Kingdom.

The distorted eyes are terrifying.

Murong Jiu frowned and leaned forward: "What did you do?" ”

"Hahaha, Murong Jiu, Murong Jiu, what if you take all precautions, you will still lose in my hands in the end."

Murong Xian did not answer Murong Jiu, but said freely words that only he understood.

That crazy laugh made Murong Jiu's mood more and more irritable.

casually picked up the inkstone on the table and threw it at the person.

"Ahh The laughter abruptly stopped, turning into a violent scream.

Murong Xian covered his forehead in vain, and scarlet blood flowed all over his face.

"Murong Jiu, Murong Jiu."

Every scream seemed to come out between the teeth.

"You can't win, you can't win, Fengtian will be buried for this king, this king..."

"Heh... It's wishful thinking. ”

A cold voice came from the doorway, interrupting the mad screams.

Murong Jiu on the dragon chair immediately got up and stared at the person who came, displeasure flashing on his face.