The devil is coming, please be careful

Chapter 938 This Person Is Still Useful

"Li Yichang?" Min Xing looked at Li Yichang who was on the ground, and then at Old Master Qin who was looking sad, "He is the one who revealed the news to you, saying that Sang Guo is going to assassinate me and Rong Xuan?"

Mr. Qin closed his eyes and nodded emphatically, "That's right." He didn't seem to want to say more, because he was betrayed by a friend he had known for many years, and he was hit too hard.

Min Xing is not a person who likes to poke people's scars, after knowing Li Yichang's identity, she didn't continue this topic, she walked up to Li Yichang instead, looked at her condescendingly, "Did Li Tang send you here? "

Li Yichang was lying on his side, with his face slightly down, his eyes squinted, and he didn't look at Minxing, and he was even more unwilling to answer her questions, with a look of death.

Min Xing couldn't help being funny, this person just used his friend as a shield because he was afraid of death, but now he became more stubborn, she turned the dagger in her hand, and was about to find a way to pry his mouth open, but someone rushed her step.

Rong Xuan didn't have such a good temper and so much patience as Min Xing, he moved his palm slightly, and the moon golden wheel whizzed past Li Yichang's ear, the next moment, Li Yichang's screams sounded, and the ear had already left his body , blood splashed on the ground, shocking.

Li Yichang was rolling in pain.

"Say, or—" Rong Xuan didn't say the latter words directly, but the meaning of the threat was very obvious, and a strong murderous aura emanated from him unabashedly.

Li Yichang was almost numb from the pain, he just felt that the broken wheel flying above him might splatter three feet of blood at any time, but he had already experienced the power of the broken wheel deeply, and now his back still hurts hotly, and Suffering from the pain of ear cutting, his face was pale, and he roared with a broken face: "So what! If you dare to hurt our Highness, you must be prepared to die!"

"Are you sure Li Tang sent you here?" Min Xing narrowed his eyes, expressing his disbelief.

Li Yichang gritted his teeth and said: "You hurt Your Highness, I will not let you go, even if I die, I will haunt you as a ghost, and I will never die!"

Min Xing looked at Li Yichang pitifully, and murmured: "You are a ghost, I don't know if the ghosts in Sang Country are also under the control of the Ghost King?"

Rong Xuan hooked his fingers slightly, and the Moon Golden Wheel moved closer to Li Yichang's face, "Just ask the Ghost King later."

Min Xing nodded in agreement, "That's right."

Li Yichang's whole body was tense, and he didn't even dare to breathe too hard. The Moon Golden Wheel was too close to him. He felt that even if he breathed a little, a piece of his cheekbone could be chipped off. He stared at Min Xing with resentment He Rongxuan, "You'd better let me go immediately! Otherwise, you'll just wait for His Highness's crazy revenge!"

Min Xing was stunned, as if he knew some shocking secret, "Who are you, Li Tang? After you died, he would take revenge on us madly for you. Could it be that he is your illegitimate son?"

Li Yichang's pupils shrank, "Don't be so bloody! Your Highness is pure blood of the Sang royal family, extremely noble!"

Min Xing seemed to be taken aback, and then turned the dagger in his hand with a smile, "Oh, what are you so excited about? I'm just talking casually, it scares you, your face looks like it's been painted white .”

Li Yichang's face turned dark, he felt that he was probably being tricked, his eyes flickered slightly, his lips were tightly pressed, and he decided not to say anything.

Rong Xuan originally wanted to get rid of Li Yichang directly, but after hearing what he said just now, he suddenly changed his mind, "Minmin, this person may be useful."

Min Xing nodded with a smile, she and Rong Xuan wanted to go together.

　In the modern scenario, there is only the upcoming International Mystic Art Exchange Competition, and then there is the steamed stuffed bun, going back to ancient times, and ending the whole story.The author aspires to speed up to [-] words per hour every day, but in fact, the speed of [-] words per hour can't be reached. See, I have nothing to love. =
　　
　
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