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Outside the long case, Zhou Mo sat alone, watching the death knife dripping blood, cold and speechless.

Outside the door, there were gentle and elegant footsteps walking slowly, Zhou Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, this footstep was very familiar, it was sparse!

Sure enough, the voice of the palace guards outside the door came:

"Fourth Highness, Her Royal Highness Princess Haiwang, please ask Zhou Mo to come over and talk about it. ”

Zhou Mo didn't move, and the four princes also stopped, only the blonde girl, delicate and slightly panting, with a flushed face, lay in the arms of the four princes.

"Alas!" the fourth prince sighed, and his palm slid from the girl's back to the slender neck, rubbing it gently.

Watching the movements of the four princes, Zhou Mo praised slightly in his heart, then got up with a knife and said:

"It's always a pity that the jade meteor is fragrant, so Zhou Mo won't bother!"

Turning around the screen, Zhou Mo heard a crisp sound of cervical vertebrae breaking.

Shaking his head slightly, he walked out of the room of the fourth prince, Zhou Mobian saw Qianshu dressed in a thin white and gold robe, wrapped around her graceful and delicate body, stepping on a pair of plain blue slender high-heeled shoes, and waiting outside the door.

Seeing Zhou Mo come out, his delicate nose moved slightly, and then he glanced at Zhou Mo with some surprise, and saw that Zhou Mo was stained with blood, and his black eyes showed a little horror.

The training she received by Ruiwen-Nalong's side since she was a child worked, and although she was horrified in her heart, Qianshu still bowed to Zhou Mo calmly, and then turned around to lead the way.

Bypassing the two corridors, I came to a sea blue translucent portal, and two tall curvilinear figures could be vaguely seen outside the door, standing behind the door.

"Your Excellency Zhou Mo, please come in. Open the door, Qian Shu turned sideways, squatted and invited Zhou Mo to enter.

Zhou Mo glanced at the thick pure white carpet that had been spread to the door, and then looked back at the bloodstained footprints behind him, and shook his head slightly.

Just wanted to take off her shoes outside the door and enter, Qian Shu also found Zhou Mo's embarrassment, bent down and squatted, under the pure white carpet, the delicate little hands like frost and jade wanted to remove the blood-stained boots for Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo hesitated, did not refuse, but said:

"I'm tired of the girl. ”

Qian Shu got up, her face was slightly red, and she didn't speak, but her beautiful black eyes glanced at Zhou Mo shyly and timidly, stretched out her hand slightly, and invited Zhou Mo in.

Zhou Mo nodded, walked into Ruiwen-Nalong's room, and inside the door, a picture of a palace maid blocked the view, and bypassed the screen, he saw Ruiwen-Nalong, like the four princes, sipping the ice lip wine in the crystal cup.

The crimson dress of Ruiwen Naron has a bewitching sense of mystery and evil out of thin air, and at first sight, she has the charm of attracting people into the abyss and not extricating herself.

Blue eyes glanced at Zhou Mo, and saw that Zhou Mo's cloak was damaged, and there were some slight blood stains on his clothes, so he sniffed slightly, and the dead air was mixed with blood, which made Ruiwen-Nalong frown.

"How many have you killed?"

A feeling of heart-to-heart connection made Zhou Mo feel an inexplicable sense of comfort, a smile appeared on his face, patted the death knife on his waist, and said:

"The knife slashed three hundred and sixty-four people, and the blade is sharp!"

The Mithril assassins in Zhou Mo's family, plus the three hundred and sixty-three killers of the snake abyss, were exactly three hundred and sixty-four, and Dylan died under the Llamas-Otto battle spirit sword, but his blood was unstained on the death knife.

Ruiwen-Nalong put down the crystal cup, and Chenyang on her side filled another cup of ice lips, Ruiwen-Nalong's blue eyes looked at Zhou Mo, and a mysterious smile appeared on her face.

"Please take a drink and see if the blood of the knife head is delicious, or the wine in this cup is mellow!"

Zhou Mo didn't refuse, stepped forward and sat down opposite Ruiwen Nalong, reached out and picked up the crystal cup that was still stained with a hint of cherry lip print, and took a sip.

Ice Lips does live up to its name, with a mix of mellow and crisp, blending with a myriad of aromas.

Ruiwen Nalong watched Zhou Mo taste the wine, and suddenly showed a trace of fierceness in her blue eyes, and asked abruptly:

"Is Ramas Otto still alive?"

Zhou Mo paused against the wine glass next to his lips, then showed a hint of surprise on his face, calmly put the wine glass on the long table, and said:

"I saw it with my own eyes when Ramas-Otto died, how could he still be alive, and why did His Highness ask so?"

Rui Min-Nalong's blue eyes carefully looked at Zhou Mo's expression, and asked suspiciously:

"In the afternoon, the mysterious life of the entire Eagle Yang City heard an infatuated sigh, and that voice is familiar to me......"

Zhou Mo immediately sounded a long sigh from the majestic man when he summoned Llamas-Otto:

"Cloud ......"

A trace of clarity flashed in Zhou Mo's eyes, but it was in Ruiwen-Nalong's eyes, and the blue eyes flowed, like rippling blue waves, and they were beautiful.

"You know something!"

Zhou Mo smiled silently, but he was silent, and for a long time, under the scrutiny of those blue eyes that captivated the country and the city, he said:

"Ramas Otto is dead, this is a definite thing, but the extreme lover, even if he dies, he will leave something, engraved in this world, I just have a clever hand, and when I am helpless, I just borrow the power of the dead!"

Ruiwen Nalong lowered her eyes and thought carefully about Zhou Mo's words, but after a breath, her blue eyes raised and looked at Zhou Mo with some surprise.

"Dylan was killed by you?"

Zhou Mo's heart froze, this woman's wisdom is simply terrifying, what is it, if you show a little hint, you can't hide it from her eyes!

"He wanted to kill me, but he didn't succeed, so naturally he died!"

The voice was faint, but in the ears of Ruiwen-Nalong, it was like thunder.

Mithril Life Reverse Killing Mysterious Spirit Enlightening Life, such a thing, unheard of!

"The Fourth Prince knows?"

Zhou Mo nodded, lowered his eyes and said:

"The head was given to the four princes as a gift, and the four princes also set up a beautiful girl as a carrying container, but this matter is my fault, killing an innocent person!"

After saying that, Zhou Mo's eyes swept over Chenyang and Qianshu, and the two girls who looked at him felt a slight chill.

Ruiwen Nalong didn't care about Zhou Mo's words, the fourth prince had no foundation outside the palace, and that woman must have been sent by the Yingyang family, such a thing involved the third prince, so naturally we should be cautious.

"Zhou Mo, you really trust Rui Wen, you must know that the kingdom of the court is on the side of the three princes!"

Zhou Mo's fingers tapped on the long case, his black eyes looked inexplicable, and he asked lightly:

"Really?"

Reven-Narlon's pupils constricted for a moment, but only for a moment, and then chuckled.

"Chenyang, Qianshu, Your Excellency Zhou Mo has experienced killing, but it is not appropriate to participate in this dinner, you serve Your Excellency Zhou Mo to wash and change clothes. ”

Zhou Mo originally had the upper hand, but he froze instantly, and his black eyes panicked for a moment.

Chen Yang and Qianshu, blue and black eyes glanced at each other, and from each other's eyes, they saw three points of shyness and seven points of panic, and for a while, they didn't even know whether Her Royal Highness the princess was joking or serious.

"Zhou Mo, the smell of blood on your body is pungent, go wash it up!"

Ruiwen Nalong stared at Zhou Mo with blue eyes, and there was a hint of pride in her expression, Zhou Mo, Zhou Mo, His Royal Highness will not let you run out of the palm of your hand!