Chapter 545: Unwilling

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After staying in the palace for a long time, He Lan and Shan Yao prepared to go home.

The emperor sent 500 Imperial Guards to escort the two back to the palace.

In the dark, Hu Yun'er clenched her handkerchief tightly, looking at so many royal forest soldiers protecting the carriage, her eyes were full of anger.

When the Royal Forest Army gradually moved away, the Veiled Girl appeared behind her, "Don't worry, she won't be able to leave for a while, you can slowly find an opportunity, even if you can't kill her at once, you can destroy her something." ”

Hu Yun'er twisted her eyebrows, "For example?" ”

"For example...... Face, legs, hands or something? The veiled woman chuckled, her tone extremely cold, "No country's courtiers can accept a crippled emperor, just like that silent night, isn't it also useless?" ”

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The Night King's Mansion.

"Get out!!" A roar resounded throughout the palace.

The maids fled.

In the room, Silent Night's eyes were fierce, and he exuded anger all over his body.

He was sitting in a wooden wheelchair at this time, and the fragments of teacups all over the floor were broken by him.

He hasn't been out in the open for nearly two years.

"Master." A man walked in in a hurry.

The silent night in the wheelchair turned his whole face violently, "What are you doing!" ”

When his face was revealed, the moonlight fell at the same time, reflecting on his face, shaking his hideous face clearly.

The whole face was deformed, the flesh and skin were gathered together, and the eyes were drooping like a monster.

This face and leg were made by Shenghai when he attacked the Eastern Emperor's Mausoleum, and his leg was blown up and his face was burned.

Since then, the emperor has let him recuperate in the palace in peace, and he no longer needs to worry about the affairs of the court.

Isn't this just a disguised abolition of him?!

The silent night is unwilling, he has stayed up for so many years, how can it be so easy to finish?

He was not reconciled!

But he was scared when he saw this face himself, let alone others.

Even his mother frowned when she looked at it, but no one in the eastern kingdom could heal his face, and his face was useless.

And these legs were blown up, only half of them remained, how could a disabled waste inherit the imperial power?

The silent night was about to collapse, but resentment has supported him to live until now, he thinks that if it weren't for the northern kingdom that couldn't attack the Shenghai Sea, he wouldn't have directly attacked the eastern kingdom, and if he didn't attack the eastern kingdom, he wouldn't have become this ghost.

Helan is to blame for all this!

And the Father!

He has worked hard for so many years without merit and hard work, and he has done his best to do things for Dongguo and for him, but he completely gave up on him as soon as he fell.

Silent Night knows that there is no love to talk about in front of the imperial power, but he still hates!

I can't wait to kill Helan and kill the emperor!

The silent night covered half of his face, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What's wrong?" ”

The man trembled and said, "King Yao...... King Yao is back. ”

"Cluck-"

The sound of bones rattling.

Silent Night suddenly laughed out loud, laughing a little crazy, "He's still back, yes, this king is abolished, he will naturally take over the imperial power." ”

The man swallowed his saliva and added: "There is also the Empress of the Northern Kingdom......

"Bang-"

Silent Night punched the side of the wheelchair, his eyes were scarlet, and his whole face looked very hideously distorted.

"Why?! Why does he have such a good background, so many soldiers and horses, and a female princess?! Why give him everything that is good!! "A heart-rending roar in the night.

The man was trembling with fright, and took advantage of the silence of the night to pay no attention, turned around and ran quickly.

The temper of the silent night has risen wildly in the past two days, and sometimes when one is angry, he will kill people casually, and the entire Night King's Mansion is filled with the smell of blood all year round.

"I'm not reconciled!! I'm not reconciled! The Night Demon muttered.

"Unwilling?" Suddenly, someone said, "If you are unwilling, I can help you." ”

Silent Night looked back in horror, "Who?!" ”

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