Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 82 Second Brother, On the Road to Huangquan, Wan'er Will Not Let You Be Alone
The stone was getting closer and closer to him, so close that Murong Zheng could only see the stone, but he had long since lost sight of the girl outside the prison.

The hard and heavy stone squeezed his body, causing him to suffocate painfully.

A dull scream came out, weak and pitiful.

"what--"

He let out a miserable scream: "Murong Wan!"

The voice is full of resentment!

The sound of bones breaking, over and over again, one sound.

Murong Wan heard it, and looked coldly at the deformed man who was squeezed by the square stones.

The dignity and elegance of the past are all reduced to a pile of bones at this moment.

"Second brother, on the road to Huangquan, Wan'er will not leave you alone, just wait, your relatives, I will send them to you one by one in a short time, so that you can be reunited."

These were the words Murong Zheng heard when his only consciousness was still alive.

The chill ran through his limbs, and finally—

His only consciousness was completely buried in the stones that were tightly closed without leaving a single gap.

The blood seemed to bloom on the cold stone, from top to bottom, watering the cold and dull stone into bright red.

After all, it is the most advanced prison in Dali Temple.

When someone touched the mechanism, Mu Ci was the first to notice.

When he arrived with a sword in hand, a strong smell of blood came to his nostrils, and the man who had been tortured in the past had been crushed beyond recognition, and no bones could be found.

His stern face walked on thin ice.

The long sword in his hand was not only clenched a little bit.

When everyone wanted to rescue Murong Zheng from Dali Temple, he was always prepared for the Murong House to secretly send people to rob the prison.

I really didn't expect that there would be someone who wanted to put him to death, and also knew that he, the Dali Temple's organization, was plotting.

Who is it?

"My lady."

Seeing her coming out, Qiaoyu hurried to meet her.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

After leaving Dali Temple, Murong Wan tore off the big black hat, revealing a gorgeous long dress.

The black hair was a little messy under the weight of the bamboo hat, Qiaoyu saw it, and quickly helped her tidy her hair considerately.

"Your Majesty, is Second Young Master dead?"

"died."

Murong Wan replied calmly, without joy, nor the pleasure of revenge.

Compared with what the Murong Mansion gave her, what was the death of Murong Zheng?
"My lady."

"Ok?"

It was probably her hesitation to speak that made Murong Wan aware of it, and looked at her: "Just say what you want to say."

"How does it feel to kill?"

Murong Wan: "."

Qiaoyu's small face jumped with joy, shining brightly: "The servant girl was so excited when she killed someone for the first time."

But she was different from the people who were killed differently. What she killed was a servant girl, a servant girl who betrayed her trust and betrayed her master.

Status is also low.

But the empress is different, she killed her own enemy, plus, Murong Zheng is Daqi's second-rank General Zhenjing, with a prominent status!It's her nominal second brother again!

On what it feels like to be surrounded by a maid with an abnormal mind.
It's easy to mislead the serious master.

Just like-

Murong Wan nodded solemnly: "For a moment, I was quite nervous, afraid of accidents."

"Right, right? Your Majesty, we are heroes. We not only removed a disaster for Daqi! We also helped the emperor remove a hidden danger!"

"This kind of thing is familiar once and twice. I heard that you have been having nightmares these days?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Qiaoyu's face was wrinkled: "Since she killed Xiao Cui, in her sleep, she always dreamed of Xiao Cui's dying face, her eyes were so big that the servant felt scared when she saw it."

Murong Wan was thoughtful: "I just killed my second brother. Although the way he looked at me was distorted by the stones, he didn't look at me for a long time. But..."

　I was scared to death. I originally saved the manuscript, but I was so dizzy that I published it. I quickly deleted it again. 0.0
　　Cherish manuscripts like life 0.0
　　Let’s take it easy for now, for the rest of the day~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)