Chapter 549

Just such a smile made Mufeng shiver.

He knew Pingwang was going to have bad luck.

Because such a smile will only appear when the landlord has a bad interest.

"Lord Xiao, you finally came. I thought your Huiyan building was going to close down. It didn't start yet."

King Ping claims to be the future emperor. Recently, he has been arrogant.

Coupled with Xiao Cheng's harmony with the regiment, he naturally put on a shelf.

Xiao Cheng didn't think so. He still smiled and said, "OK, small business, small business."

He said as he led Ping Wang forward, "Ping Wang, watch your step."

Xiao Hezi, who followed King Ping's side, stared at the city master and roared, "be careful. You can't provoke our master."

Xiao Cheng smiled and nodded, "yes, no, No."

Seeing him like this, the king's master and servant became more powerful.

Xiao Cheng took them to the last room on the ground floor of Huiyan building auction with a gentle smile.

After opening the door, Xiao Cheng stood by the door and still smiled, "please, King Ping."

Ping Wang glanced at him and strode in, followed by xiaohezi.

Xiao Cheng followed them. After entering, he closed the door with a click.

As the door closed, the room fell into inky darkness.

It was quiet and oppressive, with a faint smell of blood lingering in his nose, which made Ping Wang's heart tremble.

"Landlord, are you mistaken? Why is it so dark here?" Ping Wang stepped down and regretted.

Xiaohezi also shouted out in fear, "you grass people don't light the lights quickly. Our Lord is the future Emperor... Ah!"

Before he finished, the room lit up with a slap, revealing its original horror.

The windowless room was covered with torture tools, the dark wall was covered with dense insects, and the corner of the room was still piled with bloody objects, which could not distinguish the original face.

What a human purgatory this is!

"Ah!"

The king of Ping fell on the ground in horror and pointed to the instruments of torture that were still stained with blood in front of him. He could not say a word.

Xiaohezi was also paralyzed on the ground, and a stench of liquid slowly overflowed from his crotch.

"Yes, King Ping, this is where Xiao wants to bring you."

Xiao Lou still had a harmless smile on his face, which only fell in the eyes of Ping Wang, but it was a thousand times more terrible than hell.

"You, what do you want? As long as you let Gu go, Gu will give you everything!" Ping Wang screamed at Xiao Lou with a ferocious expression.

"So you're welcome to Xiao." Xiao Cheng raised his hand and hit it gently. The wall without a door opened from the inside, and four strong men came in.

Wearing black leather masks on their faces and muscular upper bodies, they came to Pingwang and xiaohezi step by step.

Ping Wang was frightened and kept retreating until his back was against the wall. He was forced to stop.

"Lord Xiao, I can give you everything. Please let me go!"

At this time, in the eyes of King Ping, where there is any world and any throne, there is only the word "life".

"Don't worry, I'm not taking it?" Xiao Cheng still smiled and waved his hand. The strong men took Ping Wang and put him on the middle platform.

"No!" Ping Wang struggled desperately, and his panic had risen to the extreme. Finally, after being put on the platform, he completely broke the string and fainted directly.

"Landlord, he fainted." seeing this, one of the strong men pulled off his mask and looked innocently at Xiao Cheng, "you know, I didn't do anything."

The strong man's face under the mask was pure, silly and simple. At this time, the eyes looking at Xiao Cheng were also clean.

"OK, put it off and get ready. This is our most valuable auction today." Xiao Cheng waved his hand and left with a dull eye.

He also wanted to have a good play. He said that before the result began, people had fainted. It was really boring.

The four strong men listened to the order and took Ping Wang to the preparation room in the next room.

There were already five strong mammies waiting inside. As soon as they saw King Ping, their eyes lit up.

"Oh, it's a good thing today." they greeted him, grabbed Ping Wang from the strong man and threw him directly on the couch.

"Tut Tut, look at this small face and figure. If I were ten years younger, I wouldn't let him go."

"OK, this is the goods. Put away your saliva and don't dirty it."

"Yes, we will do well."

The mothers said happily, and the movements on their hands were even more joyful. They stripped Ping Wang in two or three times, threw him into the pool, washed him directly, and dragged him back for the next step of makeup work. They were really busy.

Compared with the busy here, Mo Xiyan is much more idle here.

She didn't know how much sleep she had. She just felt that she had a splitting headache. Just when she frowned and wanted to exercise autonomy, a pair of big hands gently pressed on her temples and gently pressed for her to relieve her discomfort.

Also because of these hands, the fatigue, tension, panic and grief in her heart were relieved a lot.

She sighed, "Murong Yu, you're here at last."

"I've made you suffer," Murong said in a soft voice.

"I'm fine." Mo Xiyan reached out and grabbed the man's hand and stuck it tightly on her face. At the thought of the queen, her chest was blocked again. Her eyes were sour and two lines of clear tears slipped down.

"Mother, mother, she..."

The next second, she fell into a generous and warm arms. There was a soft and low voice on her head, "I know."

The Queen's departure, not long ago, had been known from Moqi Dao's mouth.

The so-called emotional Gu is a deadly Gu.

There is no possibility of treatment.

This was given to the emperor by Moqi Dao and his talisman.

So it was never this Mo Qi Dao that was powerful. It was only because he controlled the emperor's life that he escaped and survived again and again.

Now, in order to live for a long time, he provoked the struggle for the throne and stirred up the cool.

Murong Yu pressed down the pain at the end and held Keren in his arms tightly.

"I, I could have saved..." Mo Xi Yan approached Murong Yu's arms and snuggled up with him with his eyes closed.

At this moment, she had no peace of mind from now on, and finally settled down. It seemed that a man's arms were his harbor.

In this way, they enjoyed a rare warm time and had a tacit understanding that none of them interrupted the warmth.

"Master, the play begins." the arrival of the second day of junior high school once again interrupted the warmth of this room.

"What good play?" Mo Xiyan left Murong Yu's arms and asked.

Murong Yu lowered her head, kissed her closed eyes, and said softly judo, "I'll tell you this later. Now I'll take you to a good play, okay?"