Explosive Poison Concubine: Your Highness, please accept

Chapter 115 She is the Emperor of Truth!
Mu Qianqian peeed in fright.

Emma, ​​this is the rhythm to do it!
Mu Qianqian and Yan Yi lay down.

My brain is too big, I said what I shouldn't say, I really blame myself, crying~
Obviously thought of a countermeasure, but when I got excited, my brain cracked again.

I'm so tired, she's weak, the chances of her being beaten half to death by them and thrown back into a small black room is [-]%?

It's dead, it's dead, it's really dead this time~
ghost!

It's not her who said it, Kouheng!
Mu Qianqian staggered back a few steps, meeting their faces, her beautiful eyes were full of horror, and then weakly pointed her fingers,

"Do you guys want to do something to me? That's right, after all, I'm locked up here now, and it's not certain whether I can leave alive! Everyone, killing me now will save me a lot of trouble~" Oh yeah, Mu Qian You are so awesome, you are so witty, please click N+1 likes.

After hearing Mu Qianqian's words, all the experts in Muyinglou took back the weapons in their hands, and stood back where they were expressionlessly, not for anything else but to remind them of Mu Qianqian's words.

Their landlord once said that Mu Qianqian is only temporarily detained here, during which she cannot be harmed in any way, let alone be angry with her because of any of Mu Qianqian's actions, just now...they almost made a big mistake. ——They thought that as long as they did something, Mu Qianqian would surely die ←_←!
"Ah?" Mu Qianqian raised her head, blinked at them suspiciously, tilted her head and said, "Are you guys forgiving what I just said?"

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho, you really do what I said!"

"What kind of brain hole, I am obviously the Emperor of Truth!"

Mu Qianqian always felt that her painting style had changed too quickly, and it was hard for her to accept it.

Everyone drew their swords silently.

Mu Qian was frightened.

At this moment, the girl who Mu Qianqian laughed at because of Yue Xin's incongruity stabbed at Mu Qianqian with a sword in her hand, and she yelled:

"Whether it is tolerable or unbearable, I, Xiang Xin, will let your corpse lie here today. Even if the master blames me and drags the princess to be buried with me, I will earn money!"

Mu Qianqian's footsteps paused, facing the oncoming sword blade, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and a few traces of sarcasm flashed in her beautiful eyes, "Really?"

Xiang Xin obviously heard Mu Qianqian's words, she gritted her teeth, and concentrated all her body's skills on the sword, and she was bound to die here with one blow!

The blade with a cold light stopped suddenly one centimeter away from Mu Qianqian's throat.

Mu Qianqian watched Xiang Xin's pupils burst open, her face distorted in disbelief, she moved back a few steps to avoid touching her with the sword in Xiang Xin's hand.

"You..." Xiang Xin said this with all her strength, and then fell to the ground convulsively, unable to wake up again.

At the moment when Xiang Xin fell down, Mu Qianqian saw a dagger stuck straight in the heart behind Xiang Xin, and blood was continuously gushing out.

Mu Qianqian narrowed her eyes slightly, and saw clearly the person surrounded by everyone in the Muying Building. The corner of her mouth lightly raised, and she waved a handkerchief at Xiang Xin who was lying on the ground, "Sister Xiang Xin, let's go!"

"Mu Qianqian, you are despicable, you actually..." Xiang Xin's soul floated out of his body, and was taken away by a few ghost guards waiting nearby.
Mu Qianqian blinked innocently, and said to the two ghost guards, "Am I mean?"

The two ghosts nodded in sync and disappeared in front of Mu Qianqian.

With her mouth pursed, Mu Qianqian cast her eyes on the incoming person.

(End of this chapter)