Indulge in the last 10000 days: the corpse king strongly spoils his wife

There was silence for a moment.

Xiahou Huan'er was full, hiccupped, and smiled contentedly: "I'm so full, my lord, thank you for the snacks. I've already told you that my mother is waiting for me at home. I have to go back. Goodbye!" Swaggeringly walked to the door.

So you want to leave?With a flash of sharp eyes, Ao Po stopped her coldly: "Stop."

Xiahou Huan'er's small body froze immediately, and she smiled falsely: "My lord, unbelief is a beast, you promised not to kill me."

"I promised not to kill you, but I didn't promise to let you go." The faint words had a piercing chill.

Xiahou Huan'er turned around quickly, staring at him with gleaming cat eyes: "What do you want?"

"Prison you." Ao Po bluntly said.

Boom, thunderbolt from the blue.

Xiahou Huan'er gritted her teeth: "As a king, how can you do such a scoundrel thing, and you won't be afraid of being laughed at if you say it?"

"It's a favor not to kill you." Ao Po glanced at her contemptuously, and raised his voice, "Come here."

As soon as the words fell, several gendarmes immediately opened the door and came in.

Ao Po stared at her coldly, and ordered in a deep voice: "Put her down."

The fighting power of the human king is not inferior to that of the corpse king, and the strong dragon cannot overwhelm the ground snake.

Xiahou Huan'er quickly weighed the pros and cons, and when there was nothing to do, she raised her hands high and said coolly: "You don't need to bet on me, I will go by myself."

I didn't expect her to be quite flexible and interesting.

"She's full of tricks, keep an eye on her," Ao Po reminded.

"Yes, my lord."

Several lethal rifles pointed at her vitals in 360 degrees without any dead angle.

Xiahou Huan'er immediately glared displeasedly, "Damn, it's not like a group of stinky men are bullying her."

When a person is at gunpoint, he has to bow his head, aggrieved.

The gendarmes escorted her to a dark dungeon with something low-level written on it. The strangest thing was that there were no prisoners in the dungeon.

She asked a little puzzled: "Why are you locked in a low-level dungeon?"

The environment of advanced dungeons should be better.

A tall military policeman looked at her contemptuously and said disdainfully, "Because you are a low-level prisoner."

Xiahou Huan'er was depressed, and growled unconvinced: "Fuck, where am I low?"

Another gendarme pushed her into the cold, damp, dimly lit cell, clicked the lock, and looked down at her: "Inferior people."

Because of this, they said low-level criminals on the left and low-level people on the right, which pissed off Xiahou Huan'er.

"You, damn it, you can still be a military police with your quality. Discrimination against the same kind is worse than pigs and dogs."

The military police turned their heads, looked at her with a gloomy face and sneered: "Are you human?"

Xiahou Huan'er took a breath, and then put on a look of sudden realization, and said with shame: "So you are not human, no wonder you don't know how to unite and love."

Hearing her insinuation that they were not human, some gendarmes were so impulsive that they wanted to draw their guns to kill her, but under the order of the squad leader, they could only leave angrily.

Damn Aopo, damn gendarmes, damn humans.

Before coming here, thanks to her admiration.

As a result, they are not cute at all, even worse than zombies.

At least the zombies won't plot against her, if they like it, they like it, if they don't like it, they don't like it, and even Wild Rose's temperament of distinguishing between love and hate, she thinks is very cute.

Xiahou Huan'er found a corner and sat down, reached out and took out the necklace around his neck, held it in his hand, and said aggrievedly: "I was treated as a low-level prisoner by my own kind and locked in a dungeon. Where are you?"