The sick and weak prince is too black

Chapter 22
Every time I saw him, I felt that if I took another look, I would be drowned in his smile.

The moment I raised my eyes, I saw that face was like fireworks suddenly blooming in the night, and the moment my eyes moved, it was that magnificent and mellow wine, which made people want to drink it and fall into it, not wanting to wake up.

It wasn't until Mo Wu's inaudible sigh was heard next to his ears that Shuxiang suddenly came back to his senses, and when he raised his eyes again, Jun Wuxie's beautiful eyes were already filled with a frightening coldness.

Shuxiang's heart was shocked, and she fell to her knees on the ground with a "plop", "My lord, the man has been found."

Silence, deathly silence.

Cold sweat dripped down Shuxiang's round forehead, and she clenched her fists tightly: she was too careless, and the master hated others looking at him with that kind of eyes.Thinking of the scene half a month ago, Shu Xiang only felt that the blood in his body was drained, and he fell into an extremely cold place, and he felt nothing but coldness.

After a long time, Shuxiang only heard a crisp "click" sound from above his head.

In the next second, the fish food cup originally held in Mo Wu's hand turned into ashes and slowly scattered on the ground.

Shuxiang's face was as white as snow, and she raised her head, but she didn't dare to look into Jun Wuxie's eyes anymore.

The cold air in Jun Wuxie's eyes faded, she took the silk handkerchief from Mo Wu's hand and wiped it off, her seductive red lips parted slightly, "This is not an example!"

Mo Wu frowned lightly, and said in a steady voice, "Where is he now?"

Shuxiang only felt her upper and lower gums trembling, took a deep breath and said, "Ghost forest."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his eyes go dark, and a blue whirlwind swept past, and two figures, one blue and one black, seemed to disappear in front of his eyes in an instant.

After a while, the dark shadows hidden around Changle Palace flashed out, closely following the two leading figures.

It wasn't until this time that Shuxiang felt her tense nerves suddenly loosen, as if she had been exhausted, and she fell to the ground, her back was soaked but she still didn't feel it.

The whistling wind whistled gently in the cold and dark woods, causing the rustling of the leaves. In the deep forest, the sound was like the cries of ghosts and monsters, which made people frightened.This forest is a well-known ghost forest, and the nearby villagers dare not approach it even during the day, let alone at night.

At this time, a bright flame ignited faintly in the depths of the forest, and a wounded and bloody man was seen flying over the roof of the opposite roof in embarrassment.

But after a while, several men in black immediately surrounded him.

Because, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared among the men in black. He was dressed in light blue, with a mask of ghost face and fangs covering the upper half of his face, only his beautiful lips were exposed, and his black hair fluttered in the wind.In the moonlight, there is a strong sense of loneliness and coldness.

As soon as he appeared, the surroundings became silent for an instant, and the atmosphere dropped to freezing point. No one dared to say anything. When the injured big man saw him, his face immediately turned pale, and he looked at the man in horror. "Floor, landlord..."

"It's not a light crime to betray Huanxilou." The man said, his voice was flat, without any emotion, but it made people feel cold to the bottom of their bones.

The big man kept shaking, and the hand holding the sword continued to drip blood. Fear made his whole body chill, and cold sweat kept breaking out.

"Tell me, what kind of death do you want?" The man raised his beautiful lips, and there was no emotion in his thick black eyes. The atmosphere became more tense because of his words, as if it was about to explode.

"Lord, please forgive me. The subordinates don't dare anymore, never dare again!" The big man knelt down on the ground, trembling all over, and kowtowed like garlic.

"It seems that he still doesn't know the rules of Huanxilou!" The man's voice was as calm as water, and he glanced at the girl in black beside him with winking eyes, "Mo Wu..."

"Feng Xichao will appear in Qilin Mountain, that's not the reason why you should die." Mo Wu nodded lightly, and uttered cold words from her red lips, "Feng Xichao will visit the Right Prime Minister's Mansion tomorrow, then you must die Already!"

"Ah! Jun Wuxie, I will fight with you!" The big man seemed to be frightened, and he swung his sword at the man without thinking about anything else.

As soon as he moved, the men in black immediately surrounded him!

Both sides were fighting: the man in Tsing Yi didn't move at all, his black eyes were lightly looking at the already mad man, and when he heard Feng Xichao's name, his black eyes behind the mask narrowed slightly!That day in the cave, Feng Xichao looked at Ye Lanxin with too much greed.

Clearing his eyes, he saw a few men in black fighting with the big man.Jun Wuxie raised her brows, her eyes were terrified, and the corners of her mouth were slightly drooping, showing her displeasure.

At this moment, Mo Wu thought with both feet, flew obliquely from the tree pole, and swept across the big man's neck with a sword.

The big man almost didn't even have time to hum, his eyes were wide open, and he fell straight backward.

Blood gushed out immediately, even a few drops splashed on the hem of Jun Wuxie's clothes, blooming into bloodthirsty poppies.

With a flash of black eyes, the robe that was still on his body a second ago seemed to have life, and he jumped up, igniting a bright flame in the dark night sky.

The fireworks are mixed with powerful internal force, which is dazzling.

While fluttering, it slowly landed on the big man's corpse.

Following the heat, Mo Wu took out the medicine bottle that Jiang Mu prepared for herself from her arms, and sprinkled some on the corpse.

In the next second, monstrous flames rose into the sky, reflecting the two figures, one blue and one black, drifting away.

But within half a stick of incense, the gloomy ghost forest returned to calm, the wind blew up and rustled the leaves, as if nothing happened just now...

Early the next morning, at the gate of the backyard of Changle Prince's Mansion, a gorgeous dark red carriage with eight treasures was slowly driving towards the street. It is dazzling under the sunlight, and the word "Changle" inlaid with gold in the center of the carriage shines brightly.

The carriage moved forward all the way, inside the spacious carriage, the warm fragrance overflowed, and the faint fragrance of lilies diffused, like a man half leaning on a soft couch, without any dust.

The bodice of the bottom garment is trimmed in warm red, and the gorgeous peonies are warm and bright, just like the man wearing it.The black robes were laid out meticulously around, and the long ink-like hair was spread wildly on the soft couch, exuding an irresistible masculine charm.

"The beauty of the world, the beauty of the world!"

After Changle King's cleansing banquet, these eight characters became the best description of Dongling people's evaluation of Changle King's innocence.

In just a few days, Jingyang, which was calm on the surface, was turbulent in the dark, and I don't know how many strange faces mixed in.One is to get a glimpse of the majestic appearance of the Changle King of Dongling; the other is to find out what the origin of this Changle King is.

After returning to Beijing for a few days, this is the first time that King Changle has traveled so ostentatiously.

Dozens of guards of honor and court ladies lined up in front of and behind the carriage, and the word "Changle" gleamed on the roof of the carriage, all of which showed the noble status of King Changle.

(End of this chapter)