3387. Chapter 3387 [Oriental] Do you want to eat something 17
They were all terrified.
It seems like I saw something terrible.
Gentle raised his eyes, looked at Dongfang Aoshi, then turned his head, and looked at Dongfang Kuangye.
His face turned gloomy and his pupils were tightening, as if he was greatly stimulated.
Suddenly I sensed something, my gentle gaze moved downwards—
On the ground, there was a small pool of blood.
Gentle chest jumped!
What's going on?
Why is there blood on the ground?
Did Dongfang Aoshi do anything to Dongfang Kuang?
still……
wrong.
Dongfang Kuang also stood here well, without any injuries on his body...
Where did the blood come from?
Gentle panic and looked around.
But no one at the scene was injured except for the pale complexion.
If you are not the person on the scene, that is the cloth bag that was thrown to Dongfang Kuangye’s feet just now?
I hopped hard on my chest and gently remembered the shape and size of the cloth bag.
Could it be... the head of a human being?
Thinking of this possibility, Wenrou felt nauseous and almost vomited!
Dongfang Aoshi had no expression on his face, and he looked at Dongfang Kuangye coldly, "Don't touch my woman."
"Are you sure it's yours?" Dongfang Kuang also curled his lips coldly, as if he had heard a huge joke.
Dongfang Aoshi didn't take his words seriously at all and declared directly, "I am not in the mood to compete with you now."
"Strike? Why do you fight with me?"
"Why should you know more than anyone else." Dongfang Aoshi's voice was low, and the volume could only be heard by the gentleness nearby. "I can get your country back at any time."
Dongfang Kuang was also shocked and didn't say anything.
"I will say it again and get out of here." Dongfang Aoshi's black eyes were covered with cold light.
Dongfang Kuang was also stunned, his body shook reflexively, but he did not get out of the way, "You can ignore the country for her, I can do it too-"
"Even if you can, I won't allow it!" Dongfang Aoshi interrupted coldly, "Get out of the way, I don't have the patience to accompany you."
Dongfang Kuang also stood still, but still didn't move.
He has missed it once and doesn't want to miss it again.
"Your Majesty, you still have the people of Zhuque Kingdom, don't be angry with the prince." Wuming walked out of the darkness and persuaded him.
"They can also be the proud people of the East." Dongfang Kuang also said.
"The prince never thought of becoming a king."
"Since I don't want to be king, why did I usurp the throne..."
"This is the prince's private matter, and I cannot answer it." Wuming said.
Dongfang Aoshi was too lazy to talk to him anymore and left.
Dongfang Kuang also wanted to catch up again, but his body could not move.
Not only him, but also the imperial guards were trapped.
"Wu Ming! I solved your magic!" Dongfang Kuang also roared.
Wuming is unmoved.
Dongfang Aoshi hugged Gentle, walked through the hall and left.
"Dongfang Aoshi, what did you do?"
Gentle has been struggling and wants to break free.
But he was forced to tuck into the carriage.
Just a second before he put the curtain down, Dongfang Aoshi's body shook heavily and turned towards Wenrou.
Wenrou was startled and subconsciously reached out to answer.
"You still care about me." Dongfang Aoshi leaned against her chest, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Wenrou was stunned for a moment and immediately pushed him away.
"Bang--" There was a dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.
The Oriental Proud World fell to the ground.
"Prince!"
"Prince!"
"Your Majesty, are you okay?" They were all frightened.
It seems like I saw something terrible.
Gentle raised his eyes, looked at Dongfang Aoshi, then turned his head, and looked at Dongfang Kuangye.
His face turned gloomy and his pupils were tightening, as if he was greatly stimulated.
Suddenly I sensed something, my gentle gaze moved downwards—
On the ground, there was a small pool of blood.
Gentle chest jumped!
What's going on?
Why is there blood on the ground?
Did Dongfang Aoshi do anything to Dongfang Kuang?
still……
wrong.
Dongfang Kuang also stood here well, without any injuries on his body...
Where did the blood come from?
Gentle panic and looked around.
But no one at the scene was injured except for the pale complexion.
If you are not the person on the scene, that is the cloth bag that was thrown to Dongfang Kuangye’s feet just now?
I hopped hard on my chest and gently remembered the shape and size of the cloth bag.
Could it be... the head of a human being?
Thinking of this possibility, Wenrou felt nauseous and almost vomited!
Dongfang Aoshi had no expression on his face, and he looked at Dongfang Kuangye coldly, "Don't touch my woman."
"Are you sure it's yours?" Dongfang Kuang also curled his lips coldly, as if he had heard a huge joke.
Dongfang Aoshi didn't take his words seriously at all and declared directly, "I am not in the mood to compete with you now."
"Strike? Why do you fight with me?"
"Why should you know more than anyone else." Dongfang Aoshi's voice was low, and the volume could only be heard by the gentleness nearby. "I can get your country back at any time."
Dongfang Kuang was also shocked and didn't say anything.
"I will say it again and get out of here." Dongfang Aoshi's black eyes were covered with cold light.
Dongfang Kuang was also stunned, his body shook reflexively, but he did not get out of the way, "You can ignore the country for her, I can do it too-"
"Even if you can, I won't allow it!" Dongfang Aoshi interrupted coldly, "Get out of the way, I don't have the patience to accompany you."
Dongfang Kuang also stood still, but still didn't move.
He has missed it once and doesn't want to miss it again.
"Your Majesty, you still have the people of Zhuque Kingdom, don't be angry with the prince." Wuming walked out of the darkness and persuaded him.
"They can also be the proud people of the East." Dongfang Kuang also said.
"The prince never thought of becoming a king."
"Since I don't want to be king, why did I usurp the throne..."
"This is the prince's private matter, and I cannot answer it." Wuming said.
Dongfang Aoshi was too lazy to talk to him anymore and left.
Dongfang Kuang also wanted to catch up again, but his body could not move.
Not only him, but also the imperial guards were trapped.
"Wu Ming! I solved your magic!" Dongfang Kuang also roared.
Wuming is unmoved.
Dongfang Aoshi hugged Gentle, walked through the hall and left.
"Dongfang Aoshi, what did you do?"
Gentle has been struggling and wants to break free.
But he was forced to tuck into the carriage.
Just a second before he put the curtain down, Dongfang Aoshi's body shook heavily and turned towards Wenrou.
Wenrou was startled and subconsciously reached out to answer.
"You still care about me." Dongfang Aoshi leaned against her chest, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
Wenrou was stunned for a moment and immediately pushed him away.
"Bang--" There was a dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.