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Chapter 677

"Ling Jing! Ling..."

Emperor Jing gritted his teeth and spat out her name. Before he could finish shouting it again, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Although she was not scared to death like Concubine Hui.

I'm not mad right now.

But his most beloved right, the position he wanted to keep no matter what, was taken away by his most important son and the bitch he wanted to kill the most!

Take it!

This would make Emperor Jing's life worse than death than killing him directly and humiliating him!

Baili Feiyue lowered her eyes and looked at Emperor Jing, who was lingering on the ground like a lost dog.

He said calmly, "Changsun Chengsi, I will not let you die. I will let you watch how your power and your throne slowly flow into the hands of others! Let you see how pitiful you are.

How gradually everyone becomes alienated from their relatives!"

"You will not die, you will live longer than anyone else."

Like a curse.

"Survival - no."

"Death-can't-"

After waving his hand and doing something with a speed and skill that ordinary people could not see, Emperor Jing struggled twice, his eyes protruded, and his vision finally became blurry...

He is conscious but can no longer move or speak.

Completely turned into a living dead!

The woman in red clothes was stained with blood. She didn't look at the life and death on the ground, but she glanced at Emperor Jing and Concubine Hui, who also had their eyes wide open.

Straight away from this bloody and resentful hell on earth.

After leaving Emperor Jing's palace, one could faintly hear the almost inaudible noise hidden in the darkness of this seemingly quiet palace.

The corners of his lips twitched mockingly.

Changsun Jue moves really fast.

His eyes fell in the direction of the Queen Mother's Ci'an Palace.

After a moment of pause, the figure who was going to Ci'an Palace turned around and headed outside the palace.

After she completely left, a figure silently landed outside Emperor Jing's palace holding a little girl in his arms.

The little girl jumped out of the red-eyed boy's arms. The smell of blood that filled the yard made her wrinkle her little nose in disgust.

"So I said, although I quite like blood, it's really disgusting when there's too much of it and it's all gathered together..."

The red-eyed boy was shocked from the day when he secretly saw what she did at the execution ground, to tonight she once again surprised him and was truly impressed. Now that he was saying this to her, his face was so calm that no unnecessary expression was gone.

Troubled, no, I shouldn't say troubled, but a special glow-in-the-night physique that has kept him for so many years. It's not luck at all, but he has absolutely no choice.

Being regarded as a monster by outsiders, or as a precious thing.

There were so many hunts and kills, and so many days where life was worse than death.

He had traveled to so many places but could not find a way to restrain or completely cover up his physique.

But when he followed the advice of his benefactor Ling Jing and went to the General's Mansion to protect the child...

Thinking that he had not disturbed anyone, he went to the general's mansion and found the room where the little girl lived.

He quietly stood guard in the dimly lit hiding place on the roof of the room. Unexpectedly, the little girl who seemed to be sleeping soundly on the bed yawned and sat up slowly, and then said directly, "If you don't come in, I will turn you into blood."

He thought about it for a moment, then dropped down and flew into the room.

She didn't hide anything. Before the little girl asked, she took the initiative to explain why she was here and what she was doing here.

The little girl looked him up and down, and was very interested in the extremely subtle glimmer on his body that could not be concealed.

"I have a way to make you behave like a normal person in the dark."

His heart skipped a beat.

If the child next to him said this, he wouldn't even look at it, but this child...

The little girl jumped out of bed, picked up the little boots next to her and pushed on her little feet. She said casually, "I used to 'borrow' treasures everywhere. But, many treasures emit various lights at night. Ordinary boxes

It can't be covered with black cloth at all. It would be so inconvenient to leave with something like this..."

She put on her boots and spread her hands, looking helpless.

"So Luo, I will secretly go to daddy's treasure house and find a good thing."

He skipped to the closet, took out his small baggage, and dragged something that looked like a piece of clothing out of it.

"I didn't know that my father used to be a person who specialized in sneaky things, but he actually has such a thing." She felt a little disgusted, and put the silver clothes into the hands of the red-eyed boy, and the mu on her head.

Fence, and gloves. "Here, I give them to you. Fortunately, I didn't have time to cut these clothes into pieces or make them smaller, otherwise you wouldn't be able to wear them."

The material I bought is not silk, but it is finer and smoother than silk.

That feeling is very weird.

Like the best - human skin.

But, it's not human skin.

The only advantage of his strange body is that he can clearly see everything in front of him in the dark night.

This is a silver robe with extremely gorgeous workmanship. If you look at the flowing silver pattern on it, it seems like it is alive and moving!

And after his hand was blocked by his clothes, it really didn't emit any light!

He couldn't refuse this, it was almost a fatal temptation for him.

he wants!

He must have it!

When he put on this suit of clothes, gloves, and a matching muli on his head, he disappeared into the darkness, as if he had merged with the darkness!

At that moment, the cold red-eyed boy couldn't control his whole body and trembled slightly.

The little girl walked around him and nodded with satisfaction, "This thing is almost as if it was tailor-made for you. It looks good."

The young man suddenly knelt down on one knee, "This kindness will never be forgotten!"

To others, it might just be a special piece of clothing.

In his meaning, only he himself knows!

The little girl touched her chin and looked at him, "You don't have a name?"

How could a monster like him have a name?

monster.

evildoer.

That's his name.

"It seems there is no name. Let me think about it..."

The little girl's soft voice said with a smile, "Yelin, how about I give you a name?"

Yelin?

Is this his name?

Does he have a name?

At the moment, the little girl, Murong Jiu, avoided the blood on the ground, covered her little nose and poked her head, looking into the dormitory with an innocent face.

Yelin followed silently not far behind.

Although Emperor Jing was lying inside, he could not move or speak, but because of this, he could clearly hear the slightest movement outside.

What's more, the little girl didn't deliberately lower her voice when she complained about the blood stains.

When she looked around, she found that Baili Feiyue had deliberately made him face outside the palace where Emperor Jing had fallen.

At a glance, he saw the little girl who poked her head in.

When he saw her face clearly, Emperor Jing desperately tried to struggle and squirm, but everything was in vain and he couldn't move at all!

The little girl looked at him with fear, hatred, despair, and a look that was worse than death. She stretched out her little hand and said hello with a smile.

So innocent and adorable.

"We meet again."

Her whole body was exposed and she walked into the hall.

Emperor Jing couldn't pay attention to Ye Lin who followed behind her.

Just want to escape.

Even though he had already suffered a blow from Baili Feiyue that was worse than death, he even felt that death was the only solution.

However, when this little girl walked towards him step by step.

Only then did Emperor Jing realize that there was something more terrifying to him than taking away his throne and killing him.

The little girl said softly, "Oh, you don't want this expression. My mother is a soft-hearted person. I am the only daughter to do it for her."


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