Super Evil Queen to Ghost King

Such arrogance, then she will let this woman pay a serious price for her own arrogance!

"Die for me!"

Wu Xiang, holding a long sword, stabbed directly at Murong Sheng's throat.

And murongsheng is still very leisurely sitting on the bed, looking at the Wu Xiang rushing towards her, there is no meaning to dodge. The corner of the mouth slightly pulled out a smile, as if it was like the other shore flowers blooming in the yellow spring road.

Tempting people to continue to go towards the deepest past.

Even if it is no incense, see murongsheng such a smile, the heart also emerged a bit strange.

There is a problem, there must be a problem!

But She couldn't take back the long sword stabbed out of her hand. She could only go on towards murongsheng's throat. She doesn't believe it. With such a little girl, can she be killed?!

Just when the long sword was two feet away from murongsheng's throat. Wu Xiang suddenly felt that his body had no strength, and the sword fell directly from his hand to the ground.

Before Wu Xiang completely reacts, the next second, Wu Xiang spits out a mouthful of blood. Fortunately, Murong Sheng had already prepared to pull the bed curtain to one side to avoid being baptized by the blood without fragrance.

Wu Xiang covers his chest and stares at his weak hands. He hasn't recovered for a long time. Why? Why is that?

She was forced to stop in the middle of the move, and her body suffered a huge backfire. It means, how hard she tried to make murongsheng die, how much she suffered now!

"You What have you done to me? " Wu Xiang kneels on the ground with one leg. He just feels that his hands are out of control.

No!

Not only the hands are not controlled, even their own body, also vaguely some uncontrollable taste, all over the body are soft, a little strength is not!

Murongsheng came down from the bed and looked at Wu Xiang half kneeling in front of her with a smile. He was very happy.

He hooked up the sword that Wu Xiang fell on the ground with his feet and played with it in his hand: "it's nothing. What can I do as a loser? It's just that I gave you some medicine. "

"Take the medicine?! When did you take the medicine? "

"When, let me think about it carefully," murongsheng said, holding his chin and recalling what he had done. "It's just when you fight with potstickers. Anyway, you look down on me and think I'm a loser. How can you possibly notice that? "

Wu Xiang's heart was shocked. When he just had a fight?!

Actually such a God is not a ghost not aware of it?! She didn't really notice! Even in retrospect, I have no impression at all.

This woman!

Wu Xiang was itching: "you poisoned me!" She has been planted once in murongsheng's hands. Unexpectedly, she has been planted a second time! Now she wants to cut the meat off murongsheng's body bit by bit, and then feed it to the dog!

"Poison? No, how can a lovely girl like me poison people? " Murong Sheng shook his head naively, lifted Wu Xiang's chin with his sword head, and observed himself, "it's just a fragrance that can make people feel soft. After all, you sneak to my site, and you don't allow me to do things in my site?"