Chapter 852

At the beginning, when he was in the ghost King's other courtyard, he didn't recognize people. He even asked her to take off her clothes one by one in front of so many people.

As long as you think about it now, shangguanhuang would like to dig out all the eyes of all the men and women present at that time, kill them all, kill them all!

But

It was he who caused this. If he hadn't

Shangguanhuang slapped himself in the face. It seemed that he didn't feel enough. He slapped him in the face again. Once, twice, three times He slapped himself in the face.

A face, have been hit red and swollen up, every hit will feel faint pain.

But Even so, it can't compare with the pain in his heart. As long as he remembers what he did to murongsheng when he was the ghost king, shangguanhuang's heart will be full of blood, and he would like to cut off the flesh from his body with one knife at that time!

Thinking of these things, shangguanhuang's heart was dull. His heart was hard to breathe as if he had been held by his hands.

Let oneself have no any way to calm down, the spirit inside the body is surging, in shangguanhuang's body, a mouthful of fishy blood directly spit out from the mouth.

Shangguanhuang doesn't care at all. He reaches out his hand and wipes the bloodstain on the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

At this time, the knock on the door suddenly came to mind, and an unintentional voice came in from outside the door: "master, it's time for you to come out and get ready. My subordinates also sent someone to prepare for the bride. "

Is it cold?

It turns out that the time of a night is so short, so short that it passes quickly

Shangguanhuang raised his head blankly, looking at the slightly bright sky outside through the transparent window lattice, his mind didn't turn around for a moment.

A little will have a little sober, shangguanhuang this just gave the person outside a little response.

Then slightly bent down, the lips printed on murongsheng's lips, dragonfly like water, feel a little bit of cold.

Without what I felt at the beginning Warm.

Shangguanhuang repressed the sadness in his heart, closed his slightly moist eyes, put his voice hoarse in murongsheng's ear, and said softly: "as long as you can wake up, as long as you can wake up, no matter what you want to do to me, I'll let you deal with it, ok..."

After that, shangguanhuang laughed at himself.

Wake up?

How is that possible?

Even the miracle doctor said that murongsheng had no sign of being alive.

Murongsheng is also Dead in his arms, what kind of fantasy is he still holding?

Shangguanhuang wiped murongsheng's lip with his fingers and wiped off the bloodstain that he had just printed. After cleaning, shangguanhuang stood up and walked out of the room.

At the moment when shangguanhuang went out, murongsheng's eyes moved slightly, and then returned to the previous silence.

No intention and no demon don't want their master to marry a dead woman, but there is no way. Who let this be the master's own thing?

They are subordinates. They can only obey the master's orders. How can they disobey them?

Wu Yao sighs, smears Rouge powder on murongsheng's face to cover his morbid white face, and also covers a wound on murongsheng's face.

"You called me all the way here to dress up the dead?"