Chapter Eighty-Five: The knife slashed into his heart, and he slashed her into his heart

Xu Ziliu yawned listlessly, "It's not because that woman woke up." ”

After he finished speaking, he ignored Jiumu in front of him, shook his body with his buttocks, and closed his eyes while propping up the desk.

"Who? That's right, that immortal named Changci? ”

Xu Ziliu snorted: "That's right. ”

Jiu Mu patted his back with a sword, his neck was still a little uncomfortable, "Who is she sacred, and she wants you to be so nervous?" ”

"Where is sacred?!"

Xu Ziliu stood up suddenly, reached his neck and said in surprise: "I said miscellaneous gods, you don't even know about her?" ”

"Why do I want to know, if you tell me, I won't know?"

I really don't know, I've never heard of it.

Jiumu sat cross-legged on the futon in front of him, and suddenly took out the document again and said, "Who distributed this, how can I take it if the writing is not clear?" ”

"I'm not free, I'm tired to death, you realize it yourself."

He threw down his sleeves, this matter was obviously carried by several main gods, and his exhaustion was not clear.

"Stick to beat mandarin ducks, Beirong is so big, you don't write a name, how can I understand?!" Kugi raised his voice and snapped the paperwork to the ground.

has been withholding that Xu Renqing wants to do something to her, but he doesn't dare to vent on King Yi's side, and she has to say it here.

Xu Ziliu has been busy for a long time, and her butt has not been hot, and she has come to Zhaoyang Hall to play majestic, and she can't bear it.

simply raised the volume higher than her and said: "The wisher draws and writes like this, so many documents and so many miscellaneous gods, do I still have to remember who it is?" Go to Beirong yourself and take a look, which pair of mandarin ducks is the most jealous and hateful! ”

"I won't take this order, will it be successful?"

Ten years of life, it's not like you can make a fortune by eating this order, don't do it.

Xu Ziliu rolled his eyes and said, "No, what you said is light, this is from the Xiaoxian faction, if you don't do it, be careful of getting bad reviews." ”

At this time, Xu Ziliu forgot the most important point, that is, if this order is not completed, the next order will never be sent again.

The pit people who don't leave their names on the list of immortals deserve their names.

"I don't care, a bad review is a bad review, no matter how bad I am, you guys kick me down and be a mortal, I'm worrying."

It's not a big deal if this broken immortal is not appropriate.

Kugi didn't forget to kick down the paperwork when he shook his face and got up, and the scroll opened with a bang. She glanced down as she walked past it, and no matter how much she looked at it, it was nothing more than a few words.

"That's not right."

She stepped back backwards, bent down to take a closer look, and found two small black letters lying flat on the back of the scroll.

"He Chuan, Xu Renqing?"

Jiumu picked up the document and rushed to Xu Ziliu and said, "How can there be his name on the back of this??? ”

She turned around and said to the sleepy young man on the desk, "Xu Ziliu, don't sleep!" ”

"How do I know...

Xu Ziliu suddenly gasped and jumped up, snatched the question and looked at it carefully.

"Impossible, how can there be a name on the back of the document!"

He doesn't know much about this, he is in charge of many matters, he has been dealing with the pen and ink of the clerk for thousands of years, and the wisher documents that have passed through him are not few, so he has never heard of the words on the back of the document.

After all, the document is the wish of the wisher, and the wish is written on the front.

"Could it be that which fairy wrote it?"

He looked at Jiumu's stunned appearance and was a little puzzled, stretched out his hand and shook it twice in front of her and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"It's okay, Xu Ziliu, you can rest."

"Hey!"

In the blink of an eye, Jiumu had disappeared from him, Xu Ziliu wondered, what did she do when she suddenly changed her face, those two names must be mandarin ducks who want to be beaten, what do you do with that expression when you find the target.

In the inn, Jiumu has been sitting cross-legged on the bed in a daze since he came back from the heavenly realm.

He Chuan.

This name was only heard by King Yi, Zhang Cheng, who was present at the time, and a few soldiers.

The congratulatory words are all the last words of congratulations that they named at that time, could it be their wish.

She lay down on her knees and muttered, "This document appeared after a sleep at their place." Good speed. ”

Jiumu's eyes widened suddenly, his pupils fluttered in panic, and he got up and ran to the inn where King Yi was.

The soldiers recognized her, so the process of meeting King Yi was not cumbersome.

Zhang Cheng stood in front of the door of a room and said something to the doctor, and when he saw Jiumu running, he immediately stopped her and said, "Your Highness is resting, Miss He has something to do for a while." ”

Boom!

Zhang Cheng's slender body slammed into the wall, and he looked down at the sharp short knife under his neck that didn't move.

"Did someone named Xu Renqing come to me yesterday?"

Jiumu's face changed greatly, and the two eyebrows, which were usually not too tough, instantly hardened and sharpened, and the pair of eyes hidden under them were even more hostile.

Zhang Cheng swallowed his saliva, waved his hand and sent away the soldiers around him who were ready to attack, and then met her gaze without hesitation and said, "That's right, he came to look for you." ”

He gritted his teeth, as the blade had cut through his skin, and a cold and tingling pain instantly took over his mind.

"Say, what did King Yi do to him?!"

"King Rong doesn't know about this, so I'll tell him that you don't want to go back. Hiss. Zhang Cheng didn't care about dealing with her expected face-turning, but a kind of fear came to her involuntarily.

"The king told him to do this."

The sound from inside the house made Zhang Cheng slightly stunned, the knife on his neck and the girl with amazing strength had already kicked the door into the house.

When he staggered to follow up with his neck covered, the scene was really not so surprising, since he dared to put the knife on his neck, he naturally dared to put the knife against King Rong's heart.

King Rong coughed extremely calmly, and his eyes never fell on the bloodstained short knife.

Kuki's hand was slightly heavy, and the tip of the knife was nested in his thin shirt, "Did you write that letter?" ”

He tilted his head slightly, and bowed slightly to Zhang Cheng, who was injured at the door.

"Your Highness!"

King Rong replied indifferently in the face of Zhang Cheng's hurried question: "I'm fine, stand down." ”

He turned his head to look directly at Jiumu, his plain and tasteless eyes were not shocked, at this time, he and that day were holding the saddle and shouting for help.

"This king loves you."

"I asked you if you wrote that letter."

"I can give you whatever you want, status, fame and fortune, he can't give you." King Rong frowned, and his hand hanging on the quilt pinched the cold silk and clenched it fiercely.

Sure enough, it was him.

Jiumu stopped the strength in his hand, controlled the tip of the knife very steadily, and asked in a somewhat calm tone: "Did he go or not?" ”

"Miss He Chuan is vigorous and courageous, she should have come out to achieve great things."

"Don't you understand people? Believe it or not, I'm going to kill you right now? ”

King Rong's hand suddenly loosened, he trembled and laughed twice, and said, "I don't believe it." ”

Jiumu's hand moved slightly, and the tip of the knife slashed lightly at the mouth of King Rong's heart, and his head was suddenly covered with fine sweat, if he didn't hold on to his energy, he would have fainted long ago.

The donkey's lips were not right for the horse's mouth, although she could hurt him, but she really couldn't kill him.

If such a thing as a god killing a king was stabbed to the heavenly realm, she would not be able to pay for hundreds of lives, for such a weak and rotten life.

Worth.

"This king doesn't know what to believe." He shouted at Jiumu's back, and after finishing speaking, he covered his heart and folded the blood on the ground.

Jiumu glanced sideways at the figure on the ground, went out without hesitation and said, "King Rong is injured, please ask a doctor." ”

Zhang Cheng hastily covered his wound with a handkerchief and stood in front of the porch, and as soon as he gave an order, dozens of soldiers up and down swarmed towards Jiumu.

"Catch me? Next. With that, she broke into the room next to her and rolled over.

When Zhang Cheng chased and arrived, the black horse had already led people to the grassland, and he yelled at the figure in the green grass: "Chase, chase me, take her!" King Rong has a lot of rewards! ”