Ghost King and Concubine

Chapter 166 The Death of the Saint [15]

She smirked, belatedly thinking that if she moved to the bamboo house, there would only be her and...

The face turned red in an instant, completely red, with dark spots covering her face, although she couldn't see the redness inside, but look at those eyes... Duan Jiaai couldn't take it anymore and closed her eyes, "Get out."

"Oh, how embarrassing it is for a lonely man and a widow..." Saying that, but looking at the figure running so fast, it was obvious that he couldn't wait any longer.

"Don't worry, Nubei will take good care of the 'Queen'..." Haha!
Duan Jiaai glanced at Jin Xi's back, pretentious, chasing after her if she likes it, what's the matter.

"Mr. Mu." She turned around, and Landie came to meet her, and she heard her say with a smile, "Mr. Mu, if you need help, just ask."

Duan Jiaai nodded calmly, "It's not yet time, I will notify you when I need it." Now the emperor has not returned to the palace, so it is too early to talk about everything.

Her original intention was to let Landie seduce the emperor, and then see if she could make some contribution to the affairs of the saint.

"Okay." Lan Die followed behind Duan Jiaai, her beautiful eyes glanced curiously at Jin Xi's room, her seemingly calm eyes seemed to see through everything.

The saint is dead? ! !

Duan Jiaai narrowed her pupils, looking at the tattered body that was carried out, her entire chest was filled with complex emotions, there seemed to be a stream of energy in her body, eager to destroy something ...

Suddenly, her shoulders tightened, she raised her head in a daze, and met a pair of cold but sharp black eyes.

"Mubai, look at how the saint died."

His voice was calm and his tone was gentle, but he held Duan Jiaai's shoulder so tightly that she felt pain, and the pain brought her back to her senses.

She retracted her fist and took two steps forward, when a charming voice shouted angrily, "How could she die? It must be that damn girl who didn't take good care of her. I must deal with her well. "

It was the holy lady, she stepped on the foot of anger, she was full of anger, and she couldn't help but slap the face of the maid who was locked in the tower with the saint. Her eyes were empty, and although she fell to the ground following the movement of the holy lady, she didn't respond at all.

The saint's anger was as great as the sky, and she stared at the dead saint angrily, "Even if you die, I won't let you just be buried like this, take her body to my palace, my saint My aunt's duty is to supervise every move of the saintess, if you betrayed Shengzhen during your lifetime, you should be filed into ashes after death, and you are not eligible to be buried in the ground."

Hearing this, Duan Jiaai's eyes became more and more cold. What does the saint mean, all the sufferings of the saint are all thanks to her?
There was ice-coldness in her eyes, if so, then not only would she not let the holy lady go, but she would also regret coming to this world.

"Mubai!"

Suddenly, a low voice rang out from her ears, she raised her head, and met Feng Limo's face that was close at hand, his eyes were bright, as if silently telling her to calm down and do the things in front of her.

Duan Jiaai took a slight breath to calm herself down, "Holy Aunt, I'm afraid you can't take away the body of the Holy Maiden."

Hearing this, the holy lady turned her head displeased, and when she saw Duan Jiaai's handsome male face, she froze for a moment, "It turned out to be the young master of that day, why, could it be that you treated a dead body that made people sick all over?" Still interested?"

(End of this chapter)