A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 945: Does Brother Hurt?
——Just then, a man suddenly came in from outside the hall and shouted at the top of his voice:
"Indra, where is the person Shiva wants?"

Hearing someone coming outside, Yuan Wuyou, who was being choked by a foreign man, suddenly felt like he had seen his savior and struggled to break free from Emperor Shitian's arms.

She staggered and tried to walk down the stairs, but the man behind her grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

At the same time, the person who spoke also came in from outside.

He was a young man dressed in Western clothes, with a split collar and black hair. He also had a blank expression on his face.

The man walked onto the red carpet and looked towards the seat behind the yellow gauze curtain. He saw a naked blond man pulling and tugging at a girl with a messy gauze skirt.

Emperor Shitian waved his hand unhappily and said, "Those who meet the requirements are in the back hall, take them there."

The cold-faced boy who came in looked at the girl in front of him who had just pushed him away with a reluctant look on her face, "What's going on?"

Emperor Shitian smiled and said, "I like this one. Keep it for use and give the others to him."

When Yuan Wuyou heard this, he hurriedly said, "Don't leave me!"

The young man glanced at her sideways following the sound.

"Shiva said that he smelled the scent of pure Alpha blood and that he had to let all the virgins pass through him, not one less."

As he said that, the young man walked up the stairs and pointed at Yuan Wuyou in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "She has to go too."

As soon as these words were spoken, Yuan Wuyou inexplicably felt a liking for the "Shiva" they were talking about. He was quite principled. It seemed that Shiva and Indra were at least on an equal footing, which was why Shiva's words were so effective.

Emperor Shitian had no choice but to let go of Yuan Wuyou’s wrist angrily and waved his hand.

"Okay, okay, he's just sucking blood, he can't kill people, let him suck it and give it back to me."

……

Afterwards, Yuan Wuyou followed a group of girls to the back hall.

She had basically confirmed and was certain that even with the evil Indian Brahmin Indra in front of her, the so-called god Shiva by the people in Rang County must be the little dragonfly that day.

Yuan Wuyou secretly tightened the ring on the middle finger of his right hand, ready to stand up and fight the enemy at any time.

As a result, when Yuan Wuyou followed the other girls into the back hall, looking at the flat ground and the venerable chair above the steps, as well as the same golden screen as before, an excited voice suddenly came:
"Brother, you smell so good..."

Followed by a cool and steady male voice:

"bring it on."

"Brother, does it hurt?"

The cold male voice panted heavily:
"Well...if it can relieve your discomfort, it won't hurt."

Oh no, it's Wan Yuwu! He's in danger!!

Yuan Wuyou was so scared that he immediately pushed away the girl in front of him and quickly passed through the crowd!
Her running scared the messenger behind her, who just asked, "Stop her!"

But the messengers of God on both sides of the stairs did not stop her.

Yuan Wuyou rushed up the stairs and went straight behind the screen!

The two anxious gods came over to stop them and shouted, "What are you doing?"

Yuan Wuyou looked around and saw a tall and upright man sitting in the yellow gauze curtain in front of him. Next to him was a frail young man with his upper body lying on him, and their heads were overlapping and embracing each other!

——"Wan Yu is safe!"

When they heard someone calling out a familiar yet unfamiliar name, the two brothers inside the veil raised their heads in unison. At the same time, Yuan Wuyou had already stretched out his hands and lifted the veil to the left and right, revealing the two brothers inside.

When Yuan Wuyou took a closer look, he saw Wan Yuwuyu sitting upright on the dignified chair inside. He was wearing a white silk shirt with his collarbone exposed. There was a fresh bloodstain on his fair and slender neck, and blood was flowing down.

The young man sitting sideways next to him had thin arms and legs, and also had a shawl on his arms and gold bracelets on his hands and feet. He was covered with a gauze to block out the light.

Because he was suddenly disturbed, the boy stared at the girl who suddenly broke in with his scarlet pupils ferociously and viciously. His thin lips were grinning, revealing his long and sharp fangs, and there was bright red blood foam at the corners of his mouth, obviously he had just bitten his brother's neck.

Yuan Wuyou admitted that she had misjudged the situation just by listening to the noise, but now seeing the scene, it would be better to act according to her misjudged thoughts.

At that time, the three of them looked at each other.

He watched as the girl suddenly appeared in front of him, Mingyue, the girl he had been thinking about all the time and the only love of his life, was now wearing an exotic tube top dress with her long black hair loose, looking pretty and charming. However, her eyes changed from worry and anger at the beginning to sinister questioning in an instant.

Wan Yuwuyu's eyes suddenly became flustered. "Why are you here? And...dressed like this?"

When the two divine messengers who had rushed up from behind her and wanted to grab her saw that King Dangxiang knew the girl, they retracted their outstretched hands.

Yuan Wuyou didn't pay any attention to the other people behind him, and just raised his leg and walked towards the two people sitting on the chairs.

She was wearing a light dance dress with an open neckline and bare arms, but she was forced to walk with a majestic and aggressive pace...

"We got in. What are you two doing?"

Beside Wan Yuwuyu, the boy named Xiao Qingting was originally furious because of her intrusion, but when she came within two steps of him, his eyes instantly burned straight—"Xuannu War Goddess Pure Blood, is it you?"

When he heard the boy next to him also mentioned the "Blood of the God of War", Yuan Wuyou turned his head and noticed the young man next to Wan Yuwuyu.

Just one glance! Yuan Wuyou felt a chill down his spine.

It was not because the young man was almost naked, revealing his pale skin, but because of the dark purple meridians on his body. It looked like a painting, and the dense blood vessels and meridians made Yuan Wuyou's scalp numb.

Yuan Wuyou quickly turned his head, pointed at the young man, and questioned Wan Yuwuyu who was sitting upright next to him.

"He is Shiva? It's not enough that he sucks the blood of young boys and girls, he even doesn't let his own brother go?"

"He didn't! I volunteered..." Wan Yuwu saw Yuan Wuyou frowned even more upon hearing this, and immediately explained:
"I saw that Little Dragonfly was in so much pain because he couldn't find the right blood to suppress his illness... so I took the initiative to give it to him."

The young man next to him also raised his eyes and said nonchalantly: "His blood is purer than yours."

Yuan Wuyou ignored the boy, frowned and pointed at Wan Yuwuyu's nose with his finger down:
"You knew he wanted to drink human blood, but you still helped him? You rounded up all the people in Rang County and treated them like livestock to drink their blood and eat their meat?"

"I……"

Seeing the Lord of Huaxu State come in in disguise and directly confront his brother, Little Dragonfly looked at Wan Yuwuyu impatiently, "Brother, she is looking for death."

Yuan Wuyou suddenly found it funny that when this kid spoke to others, he only spoke two words at a time, but he could only speak three words to his brother.

After hearing this, his brother just turned around and glanced at his younger brother without saying anything, as a warning.

Wan Yuwu turned back and tried to persuade Yuan Wuyou.

"Don't worry about it. Where's Mi Qinlin? Didn't I ask him to take you back? Never mind... I'll send someone to take you back now."

Yuan Wuyou refused without hesitation: "I won't leave! I'm questioning you, and you dare to evade me like nothing happened?"

Watching the two people quarreling, Little Dragonfly didn't care. She picked up a golden cup filled with purple-red wine from the three-legged round table next to her and handed it to Wan Yuwu, but he raised his hand to refuse.

Wan Yuwu's deep blue eyes were cold and sharp, and his tone was low and deep:
"Yuan Wuyou, what do you want to ask me?"

This was the first time he called her by her full name in such a formal way. His tone was low and oppressive, which seemed like a dangerous signal.