“？？” Nian Xiao looked confused, the master is here to sell his life, not to sell himself!

With disgust and disdain in his eyes, the butler said, "The secret guard should imprint the prince's name on his chest to show his loyalty." ”

This ugly leader of the secret guard is still grinding here, if it weren't for the injury of Nan Qigongzi, how would the prince's mansion recruit the secret guard again.

Looking at the burned red stickers on the fire rack, a picture flashed in front of Nianxiao's eyes, and his head began to hurt again, which felt like a sharp blade stirring up in his head.

"Ah——!h He staggered to the ground, holding his head in his hands, his brows furrowed and his expression painful.

It seemed to be a memory from a long time ago, a man in white was tied to a hot copper pillar, the clothes on his back burned out in an instant, and the red copper pillar printed a bunch of incomprehensible charms on the white and flawless back, and the blood-blurred marks were deep in the bones, and the white bones were faintly exposed, which must have been extremely painful.

The picture flashed, and Nianxiao knew that this might be a memory from a thousand years ago, and he recovered some of his memories, but only he knew how much he had recovered.

When the housekeeper saw Nianxiao's appearance, his heart was even more annoyed, he raised his foot and kicked Nianxiao who was squatting on the ground, and shouted at the throat of the male duck: "Eh, you dead thing actually dare to pretend to be sick, hurry up, this housekeeper will finish printing it for you, and go to send bird's nest to Nan Qigongzi!" ”

This lowly thing, I really think that being the leader of the dark guard is superior to others, and what is delicate, but it's just a secret guard.

"Can I ask the name of the prince?" Nian Xiao glanced at the housekeeper coldly, and asked in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Bastard, is the prince's name what you can ask?" The butler yelled with his teeth and claws: "What kind of thing are you, and you deserve to ask the prince's name?" Disgusting Barra's slut. ”

At this time, Nian Xiao's clear eyes were dyed with a hint of chaos, and gradually chaos replaced clarity.

Subsequently, the aura exuded by the whole person was completely different from just now.

Cheap? Disgusting? He had heard these words a long time ago.

The corners of Nianxiao's mouth raised an evil smile, his eyes exuded a soul-stirring dark green luster, and his voice was as low as a kraken.

"This king asks you, what is the name of the prince?"

When the words fell, the housekeeper's eyes were empty and blank, and he replied dumbly: "Di Chen, the prince of Mu Feng Country, Di Chen." ”

Nianxiao raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes stopped on the fire for two seconds, and said coldly: "Take it!" ”

The butler's expressionless face turned around, his eyes blankly raised the hot fire in the coals, and walked towards Nian Xiao step by step.

Feeling the hot temperature gradually approaching, Nianxiao reached out and grabbed the fire brand in the butler's hand, looked at the fiery red word "Dichen", his eyes sank, and without saying a word, he branded the red iron in his heart.

"Ahh

Nianxiao's expression remained unchanged, no trace of pain could be seen in his chaotic eyes, and beads of sweat the size of beans fell from his forehead, dripping on the iron brand and stirring up a puff of white smoke.

"Bang-" He threw the brand in his hand on the ground and commanded in a low voice, "Bring the silver needle and ink." ”

The housekeeper turned around mechanically, and handed the obedient thing to Nian Xiao.

The plain white fingertips gently pinched the cold silver needle, dipped the sharp needle tip in the ink on the side, held the silver needle with a smile, and lowered his head expressionlessly.

In the next second, the tip of the ink-stained needle pierced the blood blister directly, reaching the flesh and bone.

In an instant, bright red blood flowed down the white chest, and it was a little dazzling.

"Shhh

Next, he dipped the ink with a needle to pierce the word Dichen in his heart, mixing ink and blood, and finally poured a bowl of vegetable green juice.

After the whole process was over, Nianxiao stood there sweating as if he wanted to be watered, the chaos and clarity in his eyes were intertwined, and the clarity gradually replaced the turbidity.

He threw away the silver needle, raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and a crisp sound of "dong-" awakened the butler's consciousness.

The housekeeper stood there with a stupid face, looking at the mess of blood stains all over the ground, and caught a glimpse of the mark on Nianxiao's chest, and snorted coldly: "Count your acquaintance, you didn't use this housekeeper to do it himself, and he made a cheap thing!" ”

Nianxiao slowly raised her eyes, shot at the housekeeper with a leisurely and cold gaze, and spit out a murderous sentence: "Get out-"

"You, you, you!" The housekeeper's face flushed angrily, and he pointed his finger at Nian Xiao and retreated frequently, "You dog mongrel, you dare to scold this housekeeper, you wait, you wait, I'll go and complain to the prince!" ”

"Hehe~" Nian Xiao's thin lips are curved upward, shallow, and contain a trace of extreme danger. He looked at the butler coldly, and said leisurely: "You just go and sue." ”

The master is waiting to see Di Chen's big pig's trotters!

Closing his shirt, Nian Xiao bent down to pick up the dark guard suit on the ground, lowered his head and sniffed it, and then threw the dark guard suit into the fire with a disgusted face.

It stinks, it stinks.

It definitely won't work without clothes, so the late-stage cleanliness patient Nianxiao prepared to go to the tailor's shop and customize a black dark sweatshirt.

Just as Nianxiao was on the way to the tailor's shop, the butler ran to the prince crying and complained.

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, you have to be the master of your slaves!" The butler cried and entered the door, knelt on the ground, and howled at the man dressed in white in front of him.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the newly promoted leader of the secret guard, disrespects you, the villain said a few words to him, and he actually wanted to kill the villain."

A man in a white brocade robe sat on a pear blossom wooden chair, holding a white jade piccolo in his hand, his black black hair was tied up high, and the whole person was calm and neat.

He raised his eyes, his deep phoenix eyes were covered with shallow frost, his thin lips were slightly cold, and his whole body was full of the breath of being unapproachable.

"Fuck off." When he spoke, his voice was thin and cold.

This is the prince of Mufeng Kingdom, Emperor Chen.

"Yes, yes!" The butler hurriedly stepped back three feet, knelt on the ground and did not dare to make a sound.

Since he woke up, Di Chen's whole person was on the verge of going berserk, he knew that he had come to the world to go through the tribulation, and he also remembered all the things before the tribulation, but he always felt that he had forgotten some particularly important things, and his heart was empty and panicked.

Especially when he woke up inexplicably and became the prince of Mufeng Kingdom, he felt unspeakably bored and tyrannical.

"Dark Guard?" Di Chen didn't pay attention to the housekeeper, but looked sideways at the man in red standing on the side, "What's the matter?" ”

The man in red smiled enchantingly and said softly: "The slave is injured and can't protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince for the time being, so I asked the following people to select a group of secret guards to help you." ”

The butler interjected on the side: "Nanqi Gongzi, you have to be the master of the slaves!" The dark guard said that he wanted to take your place, and the angry minions wanted to fight him. ”

This red-clothed man's name is Nan Qi, and he is the prince's personal guard, and his relationship with the prince is extraordinary.