The Enchantress of Medicine, with the Heaven Defying Child, and the Black Belly Father

Always shaking and climbing up from the ground, staring hard at the cold night, "That's what you call a king! Miss a woman? ”

Cold Night: When the hell did I say that?

The crowds who heard the noise also gathered to see the young lady in the pink clothes who had fainted embarrassingly on the ground, and all showed their faces of bliss and happiness.

“Your Majesty is still so cruel, Iron Stone heart! ”

“That is, on a cold night, you still want to lie to us about your passion for the Daughter of Heaven. Just don't kill the Daughter of Heaven! ”

In the talking room, inside the palace gate, a long figure slowly came out.

“See Your Majesty!” Everyone knelt down respectfully.

But the man, as if he didn't see them at all, walked straight into the direction of the [gorgeous mirror].

A chill in the cold night, “Your Majesty, are you going to the lower limit? ”

“Mm-hmm." Responding to him was a cold word.

I can't help but ask, "My lord, what are you doing?” Why are we going to Wu Di again?

The man turned to his side and glanced coldly at everyone before spitting out two words in an icy tone, "Kiss! ”

Boom, boom, boom--!

This is the ultimate voice of everyone.

The cold night hurried up, followed the man, looked back at the old people and the little ones, and the corners of his mouth curled up with a mocking smile.

Stupid mortals! I'm telling you, you don't believe me!

Now believe it! Your Majesty is going to kiss...

Wait... wait! Kiss?

Your Highness is going to kiss the Daughter of Heaven?!!

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Dusk candles shake in the night.

In the candle fire, a slim figure sits in the window, looking down at what.

Long black hair dissipates from the edges of the canopy as the breeze gently sways, reflecting the look of snow, long eyelashes and light lips, like an ancient painting that is eternal, serene and beautiful.

Luo Beiyu woke up from intense pain and opened his eyes in confusion. What he saw was this scene that stunned and tranced him.

Pre-conscious memories slowly return to the cage, and moments of repression, suffocation, anger, and despair flash into your mind.

He remembered watching his subordinates killed one by one by Gong Qianteng and Jinhong Gate. He remembered that he had been hanged, scrapped and repaired with poison, and that his legs had been severed...

And finally, that joyful sound of the violin, with the familiar sound of an estereal sound on the side of the ear.

Luo Beiyu's eyes were slightly reddish, moving his lips to spit out two words of hissing, “Master! ”

He never thought that, in his most desperate time, the man who came to save him would actually be the master he had just randomly recognized.

When Muang heard his voice, he closed the hundred-mile trembling notebook in his hand and turned around.

“What do you think now?” The woman's voice is sober and gentle and calm.

Let Luo Beiyu's sour and painful heart also slowly calm down.

He also thought that when he returned to the Red Flame Country, he would find a way to repay Master. But now that he's a cripple, the only thing he can do is stop stalling Master.

“I'm... good.” He muted and barely pulled out a smile, “Fixed to have legs... scrapped it, at least I picked up a life. Master, thank you for saving my life. Next, you give me to a city guard... they'll send me back to the palace...”