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Chapter 613 Do you think this Lord is a mass grave here?

The four characters of Huangong Cheying are engraved on the gold-plated plaque.

Behind the Dead Sea is a splendid palace.

This palace has an air of independence.

Miguo and the man carried Li Yushu to one of the rooms in the palace.

"Where's your master?" Miguo circled around and asked.

"Master is waiting for you in the front palace." The man came to the front palace with the secret fruit.

The magnificent palace is like a fairyland.

The faint fragrance mist floats in the air, like a girl in tulle dancing.

The snow-white curtains swayed layer by layer, forming the most beautiful arc.

In the air, a magnetic and melodious voice, like fine wine in a deep altar, jumped over layers of curtains and floated out: "Miguo girl came here faster than I imagined."

A pair of dark boots with black soles stepped out, and a man in a deep purple dotted robe appeared in front of Miguo.

His delicate phoenix eyes held arcs that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and the cold and hard lines became soft because of his eyes.

Hardness and softness do not conflict on his handsome face.

He always had a charming smile and a naughty smile.And shallow dimples.

In fact, his smile is like a poppy.

Miguo took a step forward: "Miguo has met Lord Murong."

Murong Che smiled charmingly, and spread out his folding fan: "Miguo girl, you are welcome, you have worked hard all the way, sit down and drink a cup of tea."

As he spoke, he winked at the man beside him.

The man poured a cup of tea for her and handed it to Miguo.

Miguo took it, and she didn't intend to drink it. She always felt that Murong Che was very mysterious, and he seemed to be doing things without any rules, but he was actually very old-fashioned.

Murong Che took a sip of tea, glanced at the nervous Miguo, raised his chin to signal her to drink the tea: "Miguo girl, don't be nervous, I won't eat you."

The flirty words made Miguo's face blush, she took a sip of the tea, and immediately frowned: "It's so bitter."

"Is it bitter?" Murong Che raised his eyes and took another sip: "It's not bitter."

Then he suddenly realized: "This is Kuding tea, my lord is used to drinking it, but Miss Miguo shouldn't think this tea is bitter."

Hearing this, Miguo Qingchen looked at him vigilantly.

Murong Che put down the teacup, and evoked a playful smile: "All hardships are rewarding, Miss Miguo thinks this has a good meaning."

Miguo reluctantly hooked the corners of her lips, contacting Murong Che was as thrilling as riding a roller coaster.

"My lord, let's talk." Miguo got down to business.

"Okay." Murong Che returned to a serious look, restrained his uninhibited smile, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and his voice was clear and pleasant: "However, Miguo girl, you should think carefully, this lord has never traded at a loss."

Murong Che is a mysterious figure in the Jianghu court.

It is rumored that he does not lift, that he eats both men and women, that he is bloodthirsty, and that he eats human hearts.

He has a deal.

This transaction is very special, Murong Che will fulfill the wishes of everyone in the world, but the visitor must exchange with his most precious things.

Miguo thought for a while, and said: "Master Murong, I will naturally not let you do a loss-making business. I have already said in the letter that I will exchange the position of the emperor with the most beautiful woman in the world. The beauty has already been brought. I only hope that Murong Zun Lord, don't let her appear in the palace again."

Murong Che listened quietly, with a hint of coldness between his brows, the corner of his lips twitched, and a playful smile flashed again: "Miss Miguo, my lord, this is not a mass grave, what do you think it is? Can anyone throw it here?"

(End of this chapter)