527. Horror, Murder Artist

The eighth prince forgot to find his voice. People come to be beautiful. It's actually the main palace lady who is too **. The eighth prince clasped his fists and saluted. "Wechen has seen the crown princess. ”

It is said that as soon as the slave maid on the ground saw the crown princess. It's like seeing a lifesaver. He crawled to the feet of the crown princess. Said with a crying voice. ". Slave ......"

The crown princess looked down at the slave maid at her feet. There was a slight expression of disgust on his face. But that look soon disappeared. "You indisputable thing. It's a shame for Hongu. ”

See this scene. The eighth prince already knew a rough idea in his heart. It seems that this slave was sent by the crown princess, and it is not wrong. It seems that the crown princess should have come to save her on this trip.

The eighth prince really didn't guess wrong. The crown princess in the distance saw that the slave was caught by the eighth prince. It was indeed here to save her.

The crown princess looked up at the eighth prince. Laughed. "It really made the governor laugh. This slave in this palace is not sensible. I also came out in the middle of the night to run around. But what can be done about it? Although she is from the main palace. But this palace can't control her. Who let the prince come to her to be lucky. I still want to take her. ”

The woman on the ground looked up in shock. "The Crown Princess. You...... You...... How will you know...... Aware. Slaves deserve to die...... Slaves deserve to die...... Slave ......"

The crown princess sneered a little desolately. "In this East Palace. Do you think this kind of thing is enough to hide from this palace? ”

The eighth prince looked at the scene in front of him coldly. He had no intention of entanglement with these women. Sidewalk. "The Crown Princess. Please forgive Weichen for having important matters. Went ahead and left. ”

The crown princess smiled. "The eighth prince walked slowly. ”

After the eighth prince leaves. The woman on the ground knelt before the princess again. Kowtowed. "The slave and maid thank the princess for saving her life. ”

The crown princess glanced coldly at the woman on the ground. A kick kicked her away from his feet. Scolded angrily. "You idiot. Do you know how much trouble you just caused Hongu? ”

The woman crawled on the ground and said weakly. "But...... But the eighth prince was gone. I didn't say anything. ”

The crown princess looked in the direction in which the eighth prince had disappeared. There was a little more haze between the willow eyebrows. "Do you think the people of Fu Cheng Palace will be so easy to fool. He was now beginning to doubt Hongu. In the future, he will have his eyes on Hongu. ”

It seems that this princess is not only beautiful. Wisdom is also not to be underestimated. Her hunch was right. The eighth prince, Liu Shiren, has really set his sights on her, the crown princess of the East Palace.

Say it in a dark basement. In a dull sound of mechanism. The door to the stone chamber was opened. Accompanied by the opening of the stone chamber. A foul smell came to my face. The two big men in the room hurriedly greeted them respectfully. "The subordinates meet the Nine Princes and the Three Princes. ”

"He's not dead. The dim candlelight in the chamber reflected on the cold face of the World Heritage. It looks weird and unusual. Plus his voice is extremely cold. It makes the already very cold basement even more gloomy.

"And the last breath. One of the big men replied. "He can't survive tomorrow like this. ”

"Hmph. World Heritage snorted coldly. Go ahead. In the middle of the chamber. Imprisoning a thin, ragged man. His face was hidden in the haphazard hair. It is impossible to see his appearance. The closer you get to him. The stench was even stronger. It feels like you're about to suffocate. Even the third prince, who followed behind the living relics, couldn't help but frown lightly.

The prisoner also seemed to sense that someone was coming. Miraculously woke up from a coma. He struggled to lift his head. It seems that he wants to see the person who came clearly. It's just a pity that his eyes can't focus, and his vision has become blurry. He just felt. The man standing in front of him at this moment was tall and terrifying. As sacrosanct as a god. The god looked at him condescendingly, his eyes cold. There was not a trace of emotion. There was no movement. At this moment, although he is like a puddle of mud, he can no longer get up from the ground. But he felt that his mind had never been clearer in his life than it was now. He knew it. in front of him at the moment. It was not the gods who came to deliver him. It's the Grim Reaper who came to take his life. But sometimes. Human instinct is so ridiculous. Although he knew that the person in front of him would not be able to save him. But he still didn't give up. Struggling to speak, in a weak voice. "Save ...... Save the ...... Save...... I ......"

Follow the third prince who is still alive and walk forward. He only glanced at the man imprisoned on the ground. He really only glanced at it. I felt the contents of my stomach start to rush up. He had the feeling of immediately turning and rushing out of the chamber. Then find a place where no one is there and vomit. But he couldn't. He had to endure it. What kind of scene is it? Let the third prince who has experienced no less than 100 battles, large and small, and the third prince who has never seen any bloody scenes, feel disgusted and want to vomit.

Let's see what the third prince sees. The first thing that caught the third prince's eye was not the cold iron chain as thick as the mouth of a bowl locked on this person's body. It's not the appearance of this person's cloak. Nor is it the man's shirt, which is almost torn and so dirty that he can't even see the original color (of course). All this was noticed by him later).

The first thing that caught his eye was the maggots crawling on the man's limbs and the locusts looming in his skin. That's right. It's maggots and locusts. The man's head and body were smeared with a thick layer of sulfur. The ground of the body was also sprinkled with a thick layer of lime. Looks like. The sulfur and lime were used to protect his head and body from maggots and locusts. It's just that. It was only his head and body that were protected. His limbs were completely exposed to air. Let thousands of maggots gnaw his blood, his flesh bite by bite, little by little. And those locusts. Got into his skin. They all sucked blood and became red and fat. Stretches the skin almost transparent. One by one, red locusts appeared on the man's limbs, one on the left and one on the right. The man's palms, elbows, soles, knees, and other places have long since become bones. Both arms had been eaten away and were rotting. It's better on the thighs though. But it's not much better. Because maggots and grasshoppers seem to have begun to develop immunity to lime and sulfur. They squirmed, and their fat bodies crawled towards the man's body in layers.