Gong Qianmo stepped forward and kicked Mu'er who was lying on the ground, "It's not that easy to die."
"An'an, is there a kind of poison that will be very painful when it touches the skin, the kind that makes you want to live?"
Gong Qianmo smiled evilly with narrowed eyes.
An An smiled and nodded, found a bottle from a pile of medicines and handed it to Gong Qianmo, reminding her, "Be careful, don't touch your hands, otherwise it will fester."
Gong Qianmo nodded, poured the poison on the dagger, and slashed Mu'er's face.
A blood-red gash appeared on that sexy little face, and the separated flesh at the wound stretched out. The blood-red wound was turning black and festering at an extremely fast speed. This is not more terrifying, what is more terrifying is that,
The festering area soon became overrun with insects.
"Bring me a mirror!"
Gong Qianmo chuckled.
"Ready."
An An took the mirror with her little hand and handed it to Gong Qianmo.
"Woo-"
Mu'er, who was lying down, couldn't bear the pain and gradually made a sound.
Ran Ge quickly unblocked her acupuncture points. Mu'er couldn't escape like this, she would just go crazy!
"Let me go, please let me go!"
Mu'er's intact hand scratched her face in pain. When she saw the black blood and bugs on her hand, her eyes suddenly widened. She screamed and rushed to Range, "You bitch, what did you do to me?"
What?"
Range dodged, took out the dagger in her hand, and cut off Mu'er's arm directly from the top of the fried arm. Then she floated away on her tiptoes. She casually took the mirror thrown by Gong Qianmo, and gracefully
Playing around leisurely.
"Ah, Xue Range, I'm going to kill you!"
Mu'er stared blankly at the arm that fell on the ground. She saw her arm being taken away by a dog, and with a roar, she rushed towards Range desperately.
"When you want to kill me, you'd better look in the mirror first to see if you have what it takes."
Ran Singer waved and threw the mirror to Mu'er.
Her face was covered with dirt and bugs were swarming. At this moment, Mu'er's face was completely out of shape. She had no appearance at all, and she couldn't find a good patch of skin. I saw piles of bugs constantly covering her face.
Climbing up and down, Mu'er's face turned into a pile of dung.
Mu'er took the mirror and glanced at it. When she saw her miserable face, she said "Ah!" several times and scratched her face randomly, as if trying to catch the bugs.
"Do you want to die happily? Jump into the oil pan yourself, otherwise, after a while, the bugs will blind your eyes, and then your whole body. Just think about how disgusting you look, huh!"
An An put her little hands behind her back and narrowed her cold eyes slightly. He said that he would definitely let her jump out of the frying pan automatically!
Sure enough, as soon as An An finished speaking, Mu'er jumped and fell directly into the oil pan.
"Mu'er!"
The Ghost King had just entered the house and wanted to catch Mu'er, but it was already too late. When he saw her flipping into the oil pan, the hot fried food immediately fried her until she bubbled.
The Ghost King couldn't bear to turn around, glanced at Xuerenge and the others with cold eyes, clenched his fists, "I want you to be buried with her!"
"Come if you have the ability."
Ran Ge opened her lips lightly and raised her eyebrows. Her posture seemed to be saying, Come on, little boy, I'm still afraid of you. Her look towards the Ghost King was one of contempt.
"You can't touch them!"
Zhong Liluo broke through the door and stood at the front. He turned to Range and the others and said, "You go first."
"Do you know what you are doing? Do you know who Mu'er is to you? Do you know that if you hadn't entangled me, Mu'er might not have died or be so miserable!
"
The Ghost King looked at Zhong Liluo sadly and shook his head slowly, full of grief.
Zhong Liluo frowned, not understanding what the Ghost King meant at all.
At the beginning, the Ghost King asked him to come to Ghost Island and taught him everything he had learned in his life. Not only that, he also helped him successfully ascend to the throne. He didn't even understand why. At this moment, the Ghost King said this again, and in his heart
Suddenly he was very panicked and couldn't calm down anymore. He didn't want to know, he didn't want to know anything.
"I don't want to know anything, I just know that you can't touch them!"
Zhong Liluo had a firm attitude and completely ignored the Ghost King's words.
"It's not certain who touches whom, Zhong Liluo, please get out of the way!"
Ran Ge pushed Zhong Liluo away, raised his eyebrows and stared coldly at the Ghost King, "If you dare to catch my child, you will have to pay the price!"
"song."
Zhong Liluo's eyes were pleading. The Ghost King had helped him, so he couldn't be ungrateful.
"Luo'er, stop caring about your children's personal relationships. Mu'er is your sister, your biological sister!"
The Ghost King snorted coldly and told the truth of the matter. He wanted to completely cut off Zhongliluo's thoughts and tell the secret. In this way, Zhongliluo would have nothing to do even if he didn't go against Range.
"besides……"
"That's enough, I don't know what you're talking about?"
The Ghost King planned to continue, but was suddenly interrupted by Zhong Liluo. He might have guessed something in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it!
"Luo'er, you have no choice. You are not the prince of Nanzhao at all. Your position belongs to the red blood. You are the son of my ghost king!"
The Ghost King ignored Zhong Liluo's murderous eyes and said everything in one breath.
Zhong Liluo narrowed his eyes coldly, his eyes shot out with a sharp light, and screamed, "I don't believe it!" He turned to Ran Ge in panic. He was afraid, afraid that she would believe what the Ghost King said, afraid that she would hate him, and the throne was not important. But
, he didn’t want her to hate him.
When his eyes met those indifferent eyes, Zhongliluo breathed a sigh of relief, "Ge'er, the throne is not important to me. If Chixue wants it, I will give it to him. Please don't hate me."
."
"Luo'er, do you know what you are talking about? All these years I have planned are all for you. How can you say so easily that you don't want the throne?"
The Ghost King was furious. He had waited for so many years and planned all this. Why did his son just refuse to listen to him? Now, he didn't even have his only daughter!
"I don't care about the throne. Really, Ge'er. The reason why I want to ascend the throne is just for revenge, to avenge my mother and concubine. You believe me, Ge'er."
How could Zhongliluo be willing to listen to the Ghost King's words? He was afraid that Range would misunderstand, so he wanted to explain to Range wholeheartedly.
"I know you don't care, and neither does Mr. Scarlet Blood. But what I care about is that this matter concerns Mr. Scarlet Blood, so I need to find out."
Range said lightly, she could feel that this matter was not simple. When she thought that Chixue might have been used by others since she was a child, Range's heart ached.