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Chapter 943 Young Prime Minister: Princess, First Favorite (16)

Feng Luotou shook like a rattle. In order to save his life, he said in a flattering tone: "Where is it? How could I have an objection? You are obviously great at host!"

Ranbai snorted lightly, and his attention returned to the body in front of him.

Feng Luo breathed a sigh of relief and lay in the system space with no desire.

The host is so scary. One day, the system-made person will be squeezed dry, and it won't be made into a braised cat, right?!

Feng Luo quickly threw out this idea, it was terrible, the sick host was so terrible!

#My host is sick again, what should I do? Wait online, hurry up#

I don’t know how long it has passed, Ranbai casually took off his disposable gloves, then threw them onto the corpse, and said to the darkness: “It’s done.”

There was a box in the girl's hand that didn't know what items were.

He casually lifted his feet away.

The dark guard walked out of the darkness and saw that the blood was dissected very strangely. All the internal organs were hollowed out like artworks placed next to it. He shivered violently.

Mom! The princess is so scary, he wants to go home!

The secret guards who had been stained with blood from many lives in their hands could not help but feel scared and frightened when they saw this scene.

It's the kind that seeps out of your bones, weird, terrifying, and fear.

After finishing the body with a pale face, the secret guard felt that he was almost suspicious of life.

The princesses in the past were not so terrible? Now... they are hard to describe in one word!

#Don't disturb your life#

The next day,

Leng Ting received a gift in the palace, a very special gift.

That was when Leng Ting just woke up from Huang Xixiu's palace and opened his eyes.

I saw a bloody box placed in front of the dressing mirror.

He frowned slightly and pushed Huang Xixiu next to him.

Huang Xixiu woke up, looked at Leng Ting in confusion, and said in a delicate voice: "What's wrong? Your Majesty."

Leng Ting's face darkened, he quickly got up, and looked at the box in front of the dressing mirror and felt worse and worse.

Similarly, Huang Xixiu also saw the box on the dressing table.

After Leng Ting was dressed neatly, his face looked ugly, and he reached out to take away the box that appeared here with a very strange strange look.

In an instant, the box in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, almost all of them were about to climb out, and a sudden flash of horror flashed by.

A bloody black eyeball popped out from the box that fell to the ground, and... a heart lying there quietly.

Huang Xixiu's hand holding the quilt immediately contracted, almost the next second, and the screams pierced the sky: "Ah!"

She is just a missionist in the favorite concubine system. She usually guides all kinds of emperors. Even if she is stained with blood, she is still the conspiracies in the harem. How can she come into contact with these things?

"Shut up!" Leng Ting was the emperor after all, and his expression had recovered now and he whispered to Huang Xixiu.

He picked up the box with a trembling trembling between his fingers, and there was a note on it, with neat handwriting, completely portraying the written ones.

Just a few words, Leng Ting's face was completely blood-colored and pale.

【Do you like the carefully prepared gift?】

Who is it? Who is it?

Leng Ting's heart had countless thoughts, and finally it was frozen on Mu Ye and Ranbai.

Yes, it must be them, it must be!

Yesterday he designed it specifically, first summoning Muye to the palace, and only after two hours passed, he was allowed to go out.
Chapter completed!
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