Mermaid Demon Queen: Evil Emperor, a strong favor!

Chapter 112 127. The Werewolves and the Nine-Tailed Fox ([-])

"My lord, you are here..." Butler Zhu waited outside the door early.

As soon as he saw the figure of his prince coming out, he immediately followed him obsequiously.

Bei Jinlan had a cold expression on his face, like a ferocious Hell Shura, with a hint of murderous intent between his brows.

"My lord, I have something to report to you."

"Speak up quickly."

"My lord, Rong Ting is back, and he is now in the palace, do you want to..."

"When did you come back?"

"Only an hour ago, I saw you went to the general's mansion, so I didn't dare to disturb you easily, so I stayed here all the time."

"Such a big thing, you are talking about it now?!"

The cold light from the humorous deep pupils seemed to shoot the middle-aged man in front of him to death.

"Small be damned, little be damned!"

"Humph!"

Bei Jinlan waved his hand and hurried back to the mansion.

Suddenly, the beautiful figure of the woman in green clothes and the two soft white rabbits jumping on the chest appeared in his mind again.

"Steward Zhu, I'll give you a chance to make a contribution. Stand here and don't move around casually. If you see a woman in green walking out of the general's mansion, you must inquire about her details."

"Little one obeys. It's just... what is the appearance of this green-clothed woman?"

"The beauty of the country and the city is unparalleled, and..." Bei Jinlan stretched out his hands, and drew a pair of plump and prominent shapes on his chest muscles: "The chest//is very big and very white."

"Okay, little one...you must fulfill your mission!"

Butler Zhu rolled his eyes, and he already understood what King Lan meant by asking him to inquire about the whereabouts of the woman in green.

"Ah."

Bei Jinlan didn't stay any longer, frowned slightly, and almost rushed back to Prince Lan's mansion at the fastest pace.

In the palace, at the entrance of a small courtyard that is remote and rarely seen, there are a few drops of bright red blood on the wooden door of the courtyard.

The man's tall body squatted down slowly, his fingers were covered with blood—the blood was still wet.

Pushing open the somewhat dilapidated wooden door, Bei Jinlan walked in directly with deep steps, then pushed open the door of the back room, and locked it firmly.

But as soon as he entered the inner room, a strong smell of blood immediately filled his nostrils.

Through the faint sunlight refracted through the small window, Bei Jinlan could vaguely see that there was a large pool of blood on the ground, and the traces extended to behind the gauze curtain.

A shining blade touched Bei Jinlan's neck almost the second he entered the hut.

"Rong Ting, don't you even recognize me?"

Hearing Bei Jinlan's voice, the figure of the man hiding behind the door trembled slightly.

"Bang!"

The sound of the blade falling to the ground echoed, and the man behind him leaned weakly against the wall.

"Subordinate Rong Ting sees the prince."

Rong Ting covered the bleeding wound on his abdomen with one hand, knelt on one knee, his pale face, large drops of sweat continuously oozing from his forehead, his lips were so white that they were cracked.

"How about what you were asked to do?"

Bei Jinlan's eyes as deep as a deep pool did not have the slightest warmth. He just looked coldly at the seriously injured man kneeling in front of him, letting the blood from the tearing wound continue to ooze from his abdomen.

"Hmm..." Rong Ting bit his lower lip tightly, so he didn't let himself pass out.

"My lord, what you asked your subordinates to do... has been done."

"They agreed?"

"Yes, this subordinate and other brothers have worked so hard to kill..."

"You don't need to explain the process to me. What I want is a result."

"promise."

Bei Jinlan squinted her eyes slightly, ignored the man on the ground who was about to pass out, stood up, and walked directly to the door.

"Treat the wound yourself, don't die here."

On the small wooden table was the healing elixir left by Bei Jinlan just now.

"Thank you, master."

The door was closed heavily, and in the dark and deep cabin, the man could no longer bear the extreme pain and weakness brought about by his body, panting heavily.

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