Chapter 71: Miserably Lost 9

Originally, he had no hope for his life and death.

But at this time, the softness in his arms revived his greed again-wolf's heart, strong combat power, and unyielding tenacity...... No, I'm going to live! I'm going to make this moment eternal.

I must not allow such beauty to belong to any other man—not the little prince, not to any man in the world.

When she thought that after her death, she would marry the little prince, and they would marry, and they would marry and have children, and they would enjoy such joys.

He actually began to be jealous.

He was even more jealous and hateful than when the little prince ruined his good deeds, and he couldn't bear it at all.

No way!

Absolutely not.

In this world, only you are qualified to enjoy this qiē beauty - no other man deserves it.

Just then, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

He was taken aback, who mortal could break through the barrier he had planted? Even if the magic was vulnerable, it wouldn't make it easy for a mortal to walk in, right?

He was immediately alert.

He quietly removed the little person who was lying in his arms, took his big black cloak and gently covered her body, and then quietly walked out.

The person who came was staggering, drunk, she was already old and dizzy, humming the mountain tunes of the early years in her mouth, crooked, full of the smell of wine......

Wu Xian's eyes flashed, that was the old palace maid! Xia Ji's caretaker, she had been growing up with her all these years. The first time he came to see Natsuhime, he had seen her—just ridiculous, when he waved his hand, and she fell, pretending to be so like, so thoroughly mortal, that she avoided his eyes.

At this point, he finally understood.

No wonder Natsuhime doesn't remember anything.

No wonder, she didn't even have the red pearl of the night.

He wondered how a lonely five-year-old girl could forget such a strange man Jì had ever seen—this was unreasonable.

Now, he finally understood.

The old palace maid was carrying the lantern, because she was so drunk, she didn't realize that she had stepped into an enchantment, she was still humming, and the next moment, she had been choked by a pair of big hands, and the Dark Lord said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

She was startled, a deep fear appeared on her withered face, and with a single effort, she almost threw the Dark Lord away.

Wu Xian didn't hesitate, how could an ordinary old woman have so much strength? ?

She was about to struggle again, but suddenly she shook in pain, and a strange power poured into her, and immediately, a red night pearl flew out of her arms......

Wu Xian was overjoyed, held the night pearl tightly, and suddenly exerted force, which immediately ended the life of this old palace maid of unknown origin. Even if she is not an immortal, at least she is instructed by the immortal clan.

"Who the hell are you?"

The old palace maid was powerless to resist, her eyes were about to protrude, her feet were kicking wildly, only her last breath was left, Wu Xian didn't want to waste time, and slashed at her neck with one palm......

At this moment, Wu Xian suddenly heard a soft voice: "Mom...... Mom ...... Are you back?"

His heart was shocked, and his heart suddenly softened.

This old palace maid is the only one who loves her. Once she died, who else could take care of her after that???

"Mommy...... Mommy ......"

As soon as he let go of his hand, he pushed the old palace maid to the ground, and the old palace maid immediately fell unconscious.