The First Killing God: The Stunning Crazy Concubine Against the World

Chapter 235
He felt lost in his heart, Luo Yingyue, where have you been now?
That's fine, stay away from him, Beitangfeng, and there will be no more danger.

The corpse he saw that day was exactly the same as Luo Yingyue, except that the corpse had been burnt beyond recognition.

The people sent by Beitangfeng saw Ye Yi rescue Luo Yingyue with their own eyes, so Beitangfeng staged a trick.

He firmly insisted that the corpse was Luo Yingyue and vomited blood, but it was just for a more realistic performance.

This imperial capital is too filthy, rather than let Luo Yingyue stay by his side, fearing that her life could be lost at any time, he is willing to let her go free.

In the ends of the earth, no matter where she goes, he will not force her anymore.

Beitangfeng lowered his eyebrows, and there were a few shallow streamers in his eyes.

After coughing twice, I only felt a sweetness in my throat, a mouthful of blood, and spit it out.

When the blood fell on the ground, it immediately turned black, corroding the ground into a pit.

Murong Qing, who was outside the house, heard the commotion inside the house, and immediately ran in.

Looking at the scene in front of him, his heartbeat slowed down a few beats.

"My lord——"

Beitangfeng waved his hand and said quietly, "It's nothing."

"My lord, it won't work like this."

His body has been tortured to the extreme by the poison of love demon, no matter how puzzled he is, this body will fall apart in a short time.

At that time, even if Immortal Da Luo is alive, he will not be able to save him.

Beitangfeng leaned back on the recliner with no expression on his face, and asked instead, "Ah Qing, this king, how much time is left?"

Murong Qing was taken aback for a moment, but held back, and said, "Ah Qing won't let the prince die."

"Life is a matter of life and death. This king has no regrets in this world. Just tell me the truth."

"My lord——"

"This king doesn't even have the right to know how long he can live?"

Murong Qing shook his head, the gentleness on his body had long since disappeared without a trace.

He walked over and knelt beside Beitangfeng, his whole heart was trembling, "If you still don't understand the poison of the prince, at most, at most, I will last another month—"

"One month——" Beitangfeng remained expressionless, but the light in his eyes fluctuated a few times.

He stretched out his hand, and said quietly, "Is the candlelight in the room not bright enough? Why, my king sees things so blurry?"

Murong Qing raised his head, feeling that his heart was bleeding, and after a long time, he finally calmed down and said, "My lord's body is no longer able to withstand the torment of the demon poison, this month, my eyesight will start to blur. Then, the sense of smell will gradually be lost, and the sense of hearing will also become weak. In the end, the prince will not see, smell, or hear, and even the body will begin to become numb, and will not feel the slightest bit about the things he touches. Feel--"

"Is that so?" Beitangfeng stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "In the end, you don't know anything, right? This way, it's not painful, Ah Qing, from the very beginning, I didn't tell the truth to this king. It's not so scary to die like this—"

"My lord!" Murong Qing seemed agitated, "Ah Qing said, I won't let you die! Princess, the princess is still alive, right? Ah Qing will definitely bring her back, my lord, no matter what No matter what, Ah Qing won’t let you die!”

(End of this chapter)