Bei Chongjing restrained his heart, trying to keep his eyes from seeing this scene, he turned around and said to Chu Hongchen with patience: "This road is extremely difficult, even if you have peerless medical skills, you must not take it lightly, if you die outside, I will not help you collect the body, do you understand?"

Although the words in his mouth seemed to be a little cruel, Chu Hongchen had been by Bei Chongjing's side for a long time, how could he not know that his knife-mouthed tofu heart personality was close to and trustworthy, and Bei Chongjing was just talking a few words, but in fact, it could be short-lived.

So, Chu Hongchen smiled, "No, my subordinates must go and come back quickly, and never let the master take action to collect the corpses of his subordinates", he resumed his cynical smile again, and walked out of the door with a ruffian face.

There were only three people left in the room, and Mo Ruisheng was the first to break the quiet atmosphere and said, "I'm hungry." ”

"Hahe, you're hungry, what's the matter" Bei Chongjing was made to laugh and cry by his inexplicable words, and couldn't help but mock. Who knew that Mo Ruisheng replied as easily as usual, "I'm starving to death, it's not good for you, you do everything possible to lure me here, shouldn't it be like starving me?"

"Hmph, Mo Ruisheng, this is my territory, it's better to be respectful when you speak, do you know that if someone else is like this, you are deliberately acting to me like this"

If he really pretends to be concerned and considerate, then okay, Bei Chongjing admitted that he was really stimulated, although he didn't care about the reason for being stimulated.

He is wearing a charming red, compared with the ice blue worn by Mo Ruisheng, he really has his own posture of cold and hot, but ice and fire are the same, ice will freeze people's hearts, fire will burn people's skin, and the two of them are full of the words "don't approach the living".

In comparison, Mo Ruisheng is dressed in an ice-blue thick robe, accompanied by a silver-white mask, which is both charming and mysterious, which is more attractive.

"If you don't know how to write the word knock in front of me next time, then I don't mind teaching you, rude emperor."

Mo Ruisheng was sticking to Yun Weaving, if he hadn't detected Bei Chongjing's aura earlier, or if Bei Chongjing deliberately didn't cover his breath, he was afraid that his embarrassed appearance would be made fun of by him.

Bei Chongjing originally listened to the first half of the sentence and didn't care a little, but the words of the second half of the sentence stabbed Bei Chongjing's heart, and he didn't know how to step on his bottom line, he was angry all of a sudden.

"Enough, don't always put on a lofty posture to teach me a lesson, you don't keep your eyes open to see whose territory this is, show off your might, show me how I do things, I can use you to teach you, if you are not happy, you don't need to be here"

At this moment, he was like a tiger with his beard plucked, roaring with anger, and his whole face looked even more beautiful because of his anger, like the flower that was born and beautiful, but it was always filled with a breath of death, which made people shudder.

At this time, a male voice came from outside the door, and the knock on the door sounded immediately, "Master, the slave is the one who delivers food, can you come in?"

At this moment, it was like stepping on a landmine, Bei Chongjing was worried and had nowhere to vent, and roared in a low and cold voice: "Dog minion, this place is also something you can break into, believe it or not, I immediately pulled out your unruly tongue"

"Poof" was just such a sentence, so frightened that the little guy immediately knelt down outside the door, and the sound of his knees hitting the floor was extremely loud, and the little guy kowtowed again and again and begged for mercy.

"Slaves, damn it, be gracious"

Mo Ruisheng ignored all this and said: "I said don't mention it again, why do you bother to look at your subordinates who know more etiquette than you, this brutal temperament should be changed."

"Shut up, Mo Ruisheng, you are not qualified to say this, we have a common hatred, you must not be presumptuous"

"Do you have to bring out another identity to press you, you can only stop when you are used to the emperor's mouth, girl, what are you doing here?"

Speaking of another identity, Bei Chongjing's blood-red eyes gradually returned to normal, and he snorted coldly, "One day, you will have to kneel and beg me to be qualified to use this identity" After that, he stood there and shouted to the little guy outside the door: "If a drop of the soup sent is spilled, I will not only ask for your tongue"

Fang Cai's brutal appearance seemed to have never appeared, he was still him, the bewitching emperor who ignored everything as always.

The little guy outside the door was overjoyed as if he had caught a life-saving straw, "I didn't sprinkle it, I didn't sprinkle it, thank you for your kindness."

After saying that, he hurriedly pushed the door and put the food on the table, and was about to withdraw happily, when Bei Chongjing suddenly slapped his palm, and before he could react, the little guy had already flown out dozens of steps away, fell to the ground and vomited blood and died.

Finally seeing the blood, Mo Ruisheng looked at Bei Chongjing's hooked lips and was silent, and the corners of the latter's mouth pulled an arc.

"You think I'm going to listen to you, dreaming."

Raising his eyes again, the corpse in the distance was gone, presumably the hidden guards cleaned it up, Mo Ruisheng looked at Bei Chongjing with cold eyes, and got up to get the food by himself.

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