Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 8 The King's Little Fiancee

"I can't walk, Uncle Emperor~"

Hearing Mu Wushuang's words, everyone's lips twitched. You said that if Mu Wushuang is good-looking, you can act like a baby, but you are ugly and fat. Can you be stronger?

Although her coquettish voice sounds very delicate, like a feeling of scratching her heart, as long as she sees her fat body and twisted face, no matter how beautiful the voice is, it can also induce vomiting.

However, what was unexpected again was that the regent did not feel annoyed, and did not let people drag the disgusting Mu Wushuang down. Although the regent's face was expressionless, and there was no happiness or anger, he unexpectedly took out a green jade bottle and handed it to Mu Wushuang through the guards.

"This is the pill of Qiankun Pavilion!"

"Look at the color of the bottle, this is a fourth-grade pill!"

"Oh my God, the regent gave Mu Wushuang a fourth-grade pill?"

"This is how the Regent gave out a four-tier pill worth over 100,000 taels of silver?"

People stared at the pill bottle that the guard had given Mu Wu in his hands like wolves. When she took the pill, they stuffed it into her mouth, so that everyone couldn't see exactly what pill the Regent gave her.

However, seeing that her complexion quickly returned to ruddy and her exposed wounds gradually healed, she knew that it should be a fourth-grade healing pill, which had the miraculous effect of healing wounds and returning blood.

Many people think that it is a violent thing. This is a fourth-grade pill. It can pull the seriously injured and dying people back from the ghost gate, and give it to Mu Wushuang who only lost too much blood. It is really a waste.

"Shuang'er, thank the emperor!" Mu Wushuang showed a brilliant smile, without him, at least she knew that there was no life worry. Although I don't know why the emperor rescued her, since he could spend such an expensive pill to save her, he would definitely not let her fall into the hands of Simon Kang again.

"come."

I don't know when the car curtain has been put down, and the shocked people in it are few words, repeating the previous words, the tone is still flat as water.

"Uncle Emperor, my legs are soft!"

Mu Wushuang sat on the ground motionless, trying to try the emperor's tolerance for her.

As soon as she said this, countless people had a chill, especially the several guards of Long Moshen, who had goose bumps. They wanted to rub her fat face on the ground, so as not to save her to defile their master.

After a while, it seemed like a few breaths, and it seemed that after several centuries, there was no sound all around, and the drop of needles could be heard.

At this time, the sedan curtain lifted up again, revealing Long Moshen's enchantingly handsome face.

He has a cold temperament, like a moving iceberg. He wears a purple gold jade crown on his three thousand ink hair and a dark black suit. But no matter how dark the color is, he can't suppress his kingly aura. His eyes are as frosty and handsome. Ren Huan's face has a breathtaking light that makes it difficult to look directly at him. Many people will lower their heads subconsciously when they see him.

After taking a few deep glances at Mu Wushuang, he got into the wheelchair and slowly moved towards her.

Mu Wushuang glanced at his crippled legs, then his eyes returned to his face like a flower of Gaoling. His leg muscles have not shrunk, indicating that there is a cure.

It's a shame to be disabled for such a perfect person, isn't it?

Of course, even in a wheelchair, he did not reduce his aura at all.

This man was born strong and invincible, and his aura was like a rainbow.

"Uncle Emperor!"

At this moment, Ximenkang stepped forward with his scalp bitterness. He couldn't let Mu Wushuang find the backstage. He couldn't afford people like Long Moshen, so he could only take advantage of this to get rid of Mu Wushuang and get the tiger charm.

"Meet the emperor, my nephew is here to arrest the remnants of treason. I don't know the emperor is here, and my nephew will apologize to the emperor!

Ximenkang was very courteous and polite to Long Mo.

"Remaining evil? Fourth, you are talking about my little fiancee?"

Long Moshen's expression was indifferent, his voice was low and magnetic, and his unspeakable charm was cold, but the content of the words made people's eyes wide open, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears.

What did they hear? The regent actually admitted that Mu Wushuang was his fiancée?

Oh my God! Breaking news!

Mu Wushuang's lips curled up and he was very satisfied. This man is very good!