Plundering Love: Messing with the Prince of Cold Love Chapter 155 The Heavenly Prison Killer

Chapter 155 of the text is the Heavenly Prison Killer

Chapter 155 of the text is the Heavenly Prison Killer

Su Ranhua has been in the prison for two days, and such a dark day has made her return to the devil training on the desert island back then, which is insignificant for her well-trained, but for this body that has secretly been poisoned by the killing grass, it is a little unbearable.

Su Ranhua always felt that something was wrong in his body, but he couldn't say the specific situation.

It was cold, hunger swept through the body again and again, the weather was getting colder and colder, and the prison entered the winter ahead of schedule.

Su Ranhua wanted the person who brought her food to pass the message to Ximen Xianchu for her, but after trying it, she knew that this was a fantasy. The person who delivered the meal was deaf and mute, and how could a small food delivery person see the emperor?

It wasn't until the third day that Su Ranhua heard a slight agitation that was different from the previous two days, and it seemed that someone who did not belong to the prison was coming.

Su Ranhua listened condensedly, the footsteps of the visitors were unusually light, and the sensitive perception smelled a faint murderous aura.

Su Ran's eyebrows were slightly frowned, and he secretly slipped out the golden needle in his sleeve, hiding his figure behind the dim iron railing, his eyes as bright as a cheetah.

A dark black figure flashed towards Su Ran's painting.

"Whoosh-"

A dart shot through the dim light towards Su Ran's painting.

Su Ranhua dodged, and sharp darts slashed through her ears and into the wall behind her.

Su Ran stared at the killer intently, ready to fight.

But he didn't seem to intend to storm the prison door at all, approached Su Ranhua, and chose to shoot from a distance.

One dart after another shot at Su Ran's painting. Su Ranhua had to fight hard to dodge, lest he become a ghost who was shot with a knife.

However, after a few moves, Su Ranhua felt that her body was a little inadequate, and her dodge and jump were a little clumsy, which was completely unable to reach her normal level.

Suddenly, his feet staggered, he couldn't dodge, and a dart hit Su Ran's lower abdomen.

Su Ran painted against the wall, remaining standing, facing danger that obliterated the sharp pain in his abdomen.

If the killer fired another dart, she was not sure to avoid it.

At death's door!

The darts shot out again, and Su Ran's eyes condensed into a focal point, ready to fight with all his might, and also ready to face the worst fate.

When!

The moment the dart approached the bar, a sharp weapon flying from the other side knocked it down. Immediately afterwards, Li Bing led people to fight with the killer.

Soon the killer has the upper hand, and he can't care about the unfinished task and absconds.

And Li Bing didn't give him a chance to escape at all, and he forced him violently.

Seeing this, the killer knew that there was no hope of escaping, a trace of despair flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly raised his hand and struck at his own heavenly spirit cover, killing himself.

Li Bing glanced at the dead bodies on the ground, walked to the prison where Su Ranhua was held, opened the prison door, and walked in.

Due to the blood loss in the abdomen, Su Ranhua was a little dizzy, and secretly stabbed his palm with a gold needle to prevent himself from being unconscious.

"Hold on." Li Bing said expressionlessly, dragged Su Ranhua, and took her out of the prison.

"Ahem," Su Ranhua gasped and swallowed the pain in his abdomen, "Please take me to see the emperor." ”

"At this time, the emperor is already busy with the affairs of Wushan and Yuehuaguo, and seeing you will only increase his annoyance, which is not beneficial to you." Li Bingdao, this should be the first time he said such a long paragraph to Su Ranhua.

"However, only the emperor can save me." Su Ranhua didn't care about the pain in her abdomen, and the dart that didn't dare to pull it out, stubbornly said, only by persuading the emperor to change her attitude, she had the hope of getting rid of her guilt and saving her life.

"Just negotiating terms with the emperor can't forgive you for the crime of bullying the king, this is not something that can be solved by using you to hold the position of the princess of the north, and the emperor has no room for negotiation with you." Li Bing explained the reality to Su Ranhua expressionlessly, as if he knew very well what Ximen Xianchu had talked to Su Ranhua.

"But I have to try." Su Ran said that she had taken countless adventures, and each time she narrowly escaped death, but this time, she still chose to take risks.

If she doesn't try to save herself, she can only wait to die, and if she doesn't die under a holy decree from Simon Xianchu, she will die at the hands of the killer, and someone already wants her life. Who could it be?

"I'll take you to heal first." Li Bing ignored Su Ranhua's plea, picked up Su Ranhua, who was already physically exhausted, and rushed towards the Tai Hospital.

"Escort Li?" When Li Bing appeared in front of Ximen Hao, Ximen Hao was a little surprised, but looked at this uninvited guest quietly.

"Does the prince recognize this?" Li Bing took the dart from Su Ran's painting and showed it to Ximen Hao.

Ximen Hao originally thought that Li Bing was here to secretly convey the emperor's will, but he didn't expect to take out a murderous object, and the blood stains on it were vivid, he took the dart, and just a glance concluded, "This dart should be from the Mo family in Jiangnan." ”

"The dart was taken from the princess of the north." Li Bing's tone was always stiff, but the information revealed was rich.

"Oh?" Ximen Hao's heart trembled inexplicably, and he looked at the dart in his hand, and the blood stains that had been darkened on it seemed to be bright red again.

"Where's she?" Ximen Hao asked coldly, flipping the dart casually and skillfully, hiding the slight tremor in his heart.

"The lowly has taken the person to the Tai Hospital for treatment, but for the sake of safety, he has been transferred to a dark prison and held in a dark cell." Li Bingdao.

"I can also break into the prison, and I am really familiar with the situation in the palace." Ximen Hao sneered, "Doesn't Escort Li suspect that this king did it?" ”

"There is no need for the king of the north to kill people and kill his mouth." Li Bing said with a glance, "However, the people in Jiangnan will not interfere in this matter." ”

"I thought that the upright Li Guard was only loyal to his father, but I didn't expect to care about the East King." Ximen Hao naturally understood who the people in Jiangnan that Li Bing was referring to.

"The humble post was originally the guard of the East King, thinking of the old feelings, and he didn't want to see the East King being used and implicated in the dark. That's why I met with the king of the north privately, asked the king of the north to help find out the truth behind the scenes, and returned the court to peace. Li Bing arched his hand.

"This king really didn't expect someone to make this move." Ximen Hao's wrist flicked, and the dart didn't enter the window lattice, "I contacted the Mo family in Jiangnan, and the means are indeed extraordinary." ”

"Therefore, the prince should re-estimate the strength of the opponent." Li Bingdao.

"Escort Li's actions have surprised this king, and it seems that he shouldn't have said such things to this king." Ximen Hao looked at Li Bingdao meaningfully.

"The humble position is only for the emperor, but he also understands the situation in the DPRK and China, and the southern king joins hands with the prime minister, and if he is not careful, there is a danger of giving up the world to outsiders, so the humble position is still more like the northern king who fights alone." Li Bing said his reasons, and then bowed his hand, "Humble resignation." ”

The voice fell, and the figure flashed, disappearing from Ximen Hao's sight.

Ximen Hao stared at the darts that shot into the window lattice, and looked down at his fingers, which were stained with blood stains on his stomach, which was the smell of Su Ran's paintings.

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