Chapter 92: The Blind Concubine of the Remnant King
"One, send Hop Hop to treatment."
Mo Ziqi quickly arrived at the door of the room, feeling that the other personality he had temporarily suppressed was resisting.
"Are you crazy? After so many years of disguise, now you are exposed because of a woman. ”
Mo Ziqi ignored him, and didn't even have time to ask No. 2 to bring the key, so he used internal force to open the door.
saw the five men still lying on the ground, and Diao Yuyi, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a blank face.
"Two, send them all back." Mo Ziqi lowered his eyes and looked at the group of people on the ground.
"Where's Hop, is it okay?" Diao Yuyi, who came back to his senses, asked worriedly.
He breathed a sigh of relief, this particular girl, it's okay. The pale thin lips bloomed with a smile like a spring breeze and a warm sun: "It's okay to jump." The king will send you out of here, and don't come back again. "Otherwise he will hurt you.
This smile can be said to be beautiful (it should be said to be handsome), but Diao Yuyi can't see it.
Diao Yuyi's thoughts at the moment: The male protagonist is mentally ill, this thought is a one.
A trail of blood slowly trickled down from the corner of his lip, and he raised his hand to wipe it off. Seeing that she was still sitting on the edge of the bed and not moving: "Don't go quickly." "Oops, it's almost out of control.
Diao Yuyi was startled by Mo Ziqi's suddenly loud voice: He is so fierce, otherwise I will leave first.
Diao Yuyi stood up, it was dark in front of him, and Diao Yuyi wanted to cry without tears. The concubine can't do it!
Mo Ziqi knew that he couldn't last long, so he was in a hurry, so he picked up Diao Yuyi and was about to go to the door.
Suddenly, my chest tightened and my throat itched. A mouthful of blood spat out.
He suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at Diao Yuyi, his eyes were full of gloom, ruthlessness, and murderous intent. This damn woman.
"What's wrong with you..." As soon as Diao Yu smelled blood, was he injured?
However, before the words could come out, Mo Ziqi grabbed his throat fiercely.
Mo Ziqi looked at her face that turned from red to purple, and his heart suddenly became complicated. Subconsciously relaxed the strength in his hand, he didn't want to kill her: no, she was a scourge, she had to die, and the idea of not wanting to kill her should be another one.
Thinking like this, he tightened the strength in his hand again.
Diao Yuyi, who was still struggling, had fainted at this moment.
"Let her go, don't you see she's dying?" Mo Ziqi suddenly showed a very anxious expression.
"Oh, what this king wants is to let her die." Although he said this, the strength in his hand was loosened.
"This king and you are one, what are you thinking, this king knows. This king assures us that she will never be a stumbling block for us. This king knows that you are reluctant to kill her, so follow your heart's thoughts and let her go. ”
"The king may listen to you, but you must stay away from her. This king has a hunch that she will be your weakness. He let go of Diao Yuyi and put her on the bed. If she becomes a stumbling block for him, then... "Also, just now you actually stood up from the wheelchair for her, I don't know if Mo Zili knows." ”
"It's not a very long way from the gazebo here. So..."
"If you are not afraid of 10,000, you are afraid of what happens, and tomorrow this king will test him."
The two personalities returned to the same peaceful coexistence as before.