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"Whoosh!"

The house finally quietened down, and after a long while, Meng Qianzhong took a step forward, and gently pulled out his sword on the head that could no longer be seen.

"Xinglou."

He turned to the already retching fake prince and amiably said, "Go tell the officials outside the palace that …"

Meng Qianzhong paused, and his eyes were actually somewhat sorrowful. "Say, your mother... Mo."

"Young miss, young miss!"

It was as if someone had anxiously yelled next to her ear, and her consciousness suddenly moved far, far away. As if Mu Langhua had suddenly awakened from a nightmare, she fiercely opened her eyes.

The pain of being pierced by dozens of arrows was as clear as if it had just occurred a moment ago. Mu Langhua subconsciously touched her own neck.

Could it be that everything from earlier was just a dream?

"Yo, you've opened your eyes. I thought you were going to continue playing dead."

A shrill female voice suddenly rang out, and before Mu Langhua could react, a bucket of cold water was poured all over her body.

It was winter. When the bucket of water was poured over her head, she shivered for a moment before recovering her senses and taking in the scene before her.

He saw a young girl dressed in fresh clothes looking at him with raised eyebrows. The servant girl beside her also had a look of despise on her face. In her hand was a wooden bucket. Obviously, she had just poured a bucket over her.

Seeing that she did not speak and only stared blankly, the bright and charming girl became impatient. She slapped him, and even scolded him: "Xue Rong Hua, are you mute? "Little b * tch, if you don't tell me, I'll beat you to death today …" "Huh?"

This was a life and death situation, what else could Mu Langhua not understand? This girl in front of him said that she was most likely using her corpse to return the soul to him after she died, so she had already possessed this Xue Rong Hua's body.

"..." Yo, you still dare to fight back? "

Actually, it wasn't really a retaliation, but before the girl could hit again with her second slap, Mu Langhua had already grabbed her hand.

In the past, she had defeated the rest of the four continents with a body of a woman. Her battle achievements had caused all the barbarians of the borders to tremble in fear, which was why the Meng Family had come to prosper.

"Xue Rong Hua, you … let me go."

Xue Yaohua struggled hard for a few moments, but it was completely ineffective. The eyes of Xue Rong Hua, who was usually so low in front of her that he didn't even dare to raise his head, lit up like paint.

"Do you think I can still let you hit me?"

Mu Langhua smiled faintly, and with her other hand, she waved quickly and ruthlessly, sending a crisp slap to the face of the girl in front of him.

"Pa!"

The few people in the room were all stunned, and even Xue Yaohua herself was a little startled. She first used her other hand to rub his face, and when that burning sensation burst forth, she exclaimed: "Xue Rong Hua, you actually dared to hit me? Are you crazy? "You …"

"If you want to be slapped again, then continue."

Mu Langhua interrupted him indifferently, she then glanced at the two servants by her side, one was kneeling on the ground, and was staring at her with wide eyes.

"What are you still kneeling for? Get up, help me send off the guests."

After pausing for a moment, Mu Langhua said those words and actually turned around to look at her own back.

"You, you slut, what do you mean?"

She was angry and resentful, although she did not understand why this lowly person had suddenly turned around like that, but in the end, she was still used to being bullied, and now she pulled off the hairpin and threw it towards the back of Mu Langhua's head.

"Second Miss!"

The little girl who was kneeling on the ground let out a cry, but in the next second, it was as if Xue Rong Hua had eyes on the back of his head.