Quick Transmigration Little Ancestor: Blackened male gods should be pampered

Chapter 999 The Princess and the Reborn Knight (76)

Most of the people around looked at Sang Jian worriedly, and when they heard Badhan's words, they didn't dare to think too much.

The little king was still a girl at such a young age, how could he do such a thing as beating someone with a sap?

But just now...it really seemed like someone was beating someone with a stick.

Sang Jian himself was being strangled and pressed against the wall at this moment, the expression on his face remained unchanged, as if the person strangling was not himself.

She blinked at Badhan, her voice was hoarse, "Is it just because of this?"

"What?" Badham frowned, not understanding what Sang Jian meant.

Sang Jian chuckled, "I thought the reason you had to kill me was because you hated me so much, but I didn't expect it to be just because I hit you with a stick."

"Ah...that's right, this is considered beating you. It's normal for you to hate me. After all, you can kill someone who treats you well. Not only did I beat you, but I also imprisoned you for five years. You hate me Is it to the bone?"

"You killed my father, and you killed Bakel. Did they ever forgive you a single bit?"

Sang Jian was being held up by him, and her eyes were staring at him, there was no fear in those eyes, but a bit of contempt.

"what?!"

Sang Jian's words shocked everyone around him.

When the old king was assassinated, it was Badham who did it?
Why did he do this?
Soon everyone fell silent.

He is a person who can even kill his own son, and the reason why he did this is no longer important.

A complete lunatic.

A madman never needs a reason.

"..." Badhan tightened his grip on Sang Jian's neck.

When his death was imminent, he actually exposed his black material.

What is the meaning?

Sang Jian felt that his breathing was not smooth, but his expression remained unchanged.

Her voice was hoarse, "All along, if it wasn't for Baker's sake, you would have died five years ago, old bastard."

"Heh, it's not bad to pull your back!" Badhan was ruthless, planning to deal with Sangjian directly.

He laughed disdainfully in his mouth and said, "Aren't you good at beating? Hit with a stick..."

Before he could finish speaking, the strange breath suddenly appeared in Sang Jian's hand, with such a long small arm, the end of the stick rested on Badhan's chest.

"This is what you asked for yourself. I've never seen someone rushing to seek death." Sang Jian smiled slightly.

When Badhan saw the stick, his face changed suddenly, and he felt that Sang Jian was mocking him.

My heart is furious!
"Die with me..."

boom--

Before he finished speaking, a gunshot interrupted what he wanted to say next.

"Have you seen foreign stuff, old beast?"

Sang Jian felt her neck loosen, and she stood firmly on the ground, playing with the breath that turned into an air gun in her hand.

Badhan clutched his chest and took a few steps back, his face full of disbelief.

Isn't that a... stick?

"It's time to end."

At this moment, Luo Si'an's death-like voice came from behind.

The moment Badhan let go of Sangjian, he should be ready to accept Losan's anger.

A hand suddenly appeared on top of Badhan's head. Before he could react, his head was almost crushed.

Why almost?

Because when Losan's fingers sank into his head, his eyes swept to Sangjian by the wall, and his sanity recovered a lot in an instant.

Can't scare the little king.

After hesitating for a moment, Losan grabbed Badhan's head and left the palace.

...

"..."

There was deathly silence in the palace, and everyone looked at the treacherous breath in Sang Jian's hand with apprehension.

(End of this chapter)