Vampire cute baby tomb robber

Hei Si grabs Nie Long's arm and breaks it severely!

There was no wave in the tone: "Wait a little longer."

"Okay." Nangong Xiaomiao rolled her small mouth, and obediently put down her little paw. She had no idea that Heisi would be in the form of an angel right in front of his eyes.

Nielong, who was also misjudged, has already suffered a lot. If she hadn't sucked the blood of Nangong Xiaomiao before, she could still deal with Heisi who had not yet formed.

After all, the resentment is strong, at least it can last half a stick of incense.

However, the current her is no match for Michael at all!

The demon king in Nielong's belly seemed to have sensed the uneasiness of the outside world, and began to desperately absorb the grievances around him.

The moths outside the hall, being called upon, stopped attacking their targets, paused in mid-air, and then swarmed towards Chaoyang Hall.

A single moth is not scary, but a swarm of moths is.

They flapped their wings, and there were still transparent threads at the corners of their mouths, they circled Heisi's head one after another, with their black mouths open, it was extremely terrifying.

Hei Si stood in the middle, slowly walking over, the radiance from his body instantly turned those moths into nothingness.

Although the Demon King is very powerful, he is still an unborn fetus after all, no matter how hard he struggles, he still does not have the ability to turn the situation around.

But it wasn't afraid, because he knew that even if Michael came, he couldn't stop his birth if he couldn't find the right way!

However, at this moment, he didn't notice the other side.

Nangong Xiaomiao shook her small body, turned her back to Heisi, pulled the black cloth strip away with her small paws, and looked at the strange door mentioned by the eunuch just now.

He is the least familiar with grandpa's work habits.

That person wouldn't just throw something into the palace casually.

Nangong Xiaomiao stretched out her hand and let out a mighty hey!

In fact, it didn't take much effort at all, and the door opened.

It was as if he was waiting for someone from Nangongyuan to open him.

Behind the door is a machete glowing with golden light. The knife is very strangely made, crescent-like in shape, with the words exorcism written on it.

It's not big, but the workmanship is exquisite, with a black gemstone inlaid on it.

Nangong Xiaomiao took it over, put it on her fangs and bit it...

moment!

Nielong froze in place.

As clever as Hei Si, how could he not notice the change in her, when he raised his eyes and glanced at the little man whose back was facing him, he quickly retracted the wings behind him!

"Hei Xiaosi..." When Nangong Xiaomiao turned around, he only had time to see a glimmer of light, he rubbed his eyes, didn't care, and ran over patter: "I found this. "

Nielong's face changed completely, it was pale without a trace of blood.

Hei Si reached out to pick up the little man who was about to fall.

Nangong Xiaomiao blinked her big amber eyes, looked at Nielong, then at the scimitar in her palm, and whispered in Heisi's ear: "She seems to be very afraid of this meow. This is going to fight her, my mother said, it is to bully people who have no weapons."

Heisi: ...

"Go." Nangong Xiaomiao pulled his hand.

Hei Si glanced at the word "exorcism" on the scimitar, and as soon as his fingers touched the handle, he felt hot burns.

Nangong Xiaomiao was still looking up at him, her beautiful eyes filled with agitation.

Hei Si thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to wrap Nangong Xiaomiao's little hand holding the exorcism knife, a gleam of light flashed in the black pupils.

This scimitar should only be used by people with the blood of the Nangong family...

At this moment, Nielong took a step back abruptly, reaching out to protect his stomach, but his expression became extremely complicated for a moment.

She only had time to call out in a low voice: "Wang."

Heisi and Nangong Xiaomiao cut their throats together!

The evil dragon is a demon born from the evil of the human heart, and this exorcism knife that existed in ancient times is her nemesis!

With just such a knife, Nielong turned into a pool of black sewage at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Outside the palace, swarms of flying moths let out ear-piercing screams, and then, one after another, they were reduced to ashes.

The dark clouds receded, revealing a peaceful light.

The earth was dyed a charming golden yellow by the setting sun.

Everyday.

The snow-white earth seemed to have been washed again, with a sparkling whiteness.

Those people who had been possessed by moths stopped wandering, staring blankly at the blood on their clothes with a dazed look on their faces.

With the moths gone, people's memories are gone.

Some people become empty shells, and some people's first instinct after waking up is to go home.

The iron cavalry standing in the palace crushed the white dust under their feet.

They have not been manipulated by moths, which means that the black family's plot to usurp the throne has not yet come to an end...

The black war horses stood apart in a row, and Xuechen was wanton, a cavalry leaped down, helped Zhao Hu who was pressing his forehead, and asked anxiously: "Boss, what's going on inside?"

Zhao Hu woke up from the trance just now when he heard someone talking, his face suddenly became pale and colorless, such a horrible memory, even thinking about it now, makes him, who is used to the battlefield, terrified.

Going to see the little eunuch who led them in, he was frightened to death.

"Boss? Boss?" The cavalryman shook Zhao Hu in a daze.

Zhao Hu's expression changed: "Hurry up, rush in and save Young Master Si, Your Majesty, Your Majesty has been secretly killed!"

Hearing this, the cavalry took a deep breath.

Just then, bang!

The wooden door of Chaoyang Hall opened.

In the darkness, two small figures came out slowly.

The setting sun in the west burst out thousands of rays of golden light, sweeping across the earth, dazzling.

Silently hitting the handsome faces of the two little people, Jingui, it seemed to be plated with gold.

The back is stretched so slender, like a picture that only appears in comics, it is indescribably exquisite and beautiful.

Zhao Hu's eyes widened, and he walked over anxiously: "Master Si, are you alright?"

"It's okay." Hei Si maintained a high degree of facial paralysis. Seeing the little person beside his hand walking staggeringly, he simply reached out and hugged the child, with a sharp side face facing Zhao Hu, without a trace of emotion: "Take everything Everyone called to the Golden Luang Hall, I have something to announce."

Zhao Hu replied yes, leaped onto the horse.

He is a man who knows the rules.

Now the emperor has gone.

The princes are not in the palace, and here, Young Master Si is the biggest.

Or in other words, deep down, he didn't want to disobey Young Master Si's order.

Zhao Hu's ability was remarkable. In just half a stick of incense, all the court ministers were summoned in front of the Golden Luan Hall.

On the white stone jade bridge, dragon carvings emerge.

Nangong Xiaomiao sucked the tomato in her hand and yawned lazily: "Hei Xiaosi, where are we going now?"

Hei Si asked without answering: "Sleepy?"

"Not sleepy, I got a baby today, I have to find my mother in a while, sell it, and exchange it for silver." Nangong Xiaomiao looked at the scimitar that fell on her waist, and smiled triumphantly, like a cunning Kitten.

Hei Si wiped the corners of Nangong Xiaomiao's mouth for Nangong Xiaomiao, who loves to eat, and then walked up to the white stone jade bridge in front of the palace gate.

Some people are born with an innate aura, and under such a strong aura, many people will succumb to it.

Obviously, Hei Si is this kind of person.

He was hugging a little man who was a head shorter than himself, and the cool black windbreaker robe was hunting in the north wind, and the wind from all directions was agitating the cloak on his body.

The ministers gathered outside the main hall took a big step back one after another, consciously giving way to Heisi, showing respect in every gesture.

Nangong Xiaomiao lay on Heisi's shoulder, her glazed eyes were full of curiosity.

Hei Si walked into the main hall, but his footsteps did not stop there. Instead, he stepped on the steps made of marble. Stepping on his black combat boots, the whole hall echoed with that crisp sound, which made people feel involuntarily. Hold your breath.

When Hei Si stood beside the dragon chair for a moment, all the officials looked at me and you, but they didn't dare to say anything.

Probably had expected such an ending long ago.

The emperor can't afford to be ill, and there is no prince in the court. There is always someone from the three major families who has to support half of the country.

Some veterans couldn't help but sigh in their hearts, but they had to admit that this was reality.

Hei Si didn't speak, but stood tall on the dragon platform, looking down at his feet, with dignity all over his body.

Just when everyone thought it was time for a change of dynasty.

He bent down slightly, and put the little man on the dragon chair that so many people wanted to sit on.

In an instant, the hall was in an uproar!

How is this going?

The Hei family raised their children, and even gave away the throne? !

Not everyone can afford that position.

What on earth is the young master of the Hei family thinking!

Nangong Xiaomiao didn't understand why Hei Xiaosi put him on this dragon chair, so she frowned slightly to express her displeasure.

Hei Si covered the child with the fur cloak, and lifted his robe up, wrapping the little man so that only a pair of big amber eyes were exposed, as delicate as a toy.

He reached out and stroked Nangong Xiaomiao's eyebrows.

Nangong Xiaomiao was basically easy to coax, and she smiled with her fangs showing. The shrewdness that regards money as one's life can be seen everywhere.

Seeing this scene, the officials didn't know what to say.

Zhao Hu took a step forward, clasped his fists, and said hesitantly: "Master Si, it's not appropriate for Master Xiao Miao to sit there, or else, I will hold Master Xiao Miao down first, and after you announce the matter, Will you accompany Master Xiao Miao again?"

Originally, this proposal could almost be regarded as a perfect method.

But what people didn't expect is...