I, cat demon, fall in love and make money!

Chapter 230

They lay on the ground, trembling: "Yes, my lord, if we tell the truth about today's events, we will lose all our cultivation and become mindless animals forever!"

Only then did Murongli withdraw his gaze from looking at them.

He didn't notice the change in his eyes just now, he was only surprised that he had only stared at them for a few moments, and now that he closed his eyes, his eyes felt a little sore.

"Go out."

"Yes."

The Black Snake sisters kowtowed, stood up and retreated step by step to the door, then opened the door and left.

Standing outside the door, a breeze blew by, and the sisters realized that their backs were soaked.

They looked back at the closed door in fear.

They thought, they probably understood why the Snake King, who had practiced for thousands of years, couldn't beat this young prince.

……

After Murongli waited for the Black Snake sisters to leave, he opened his hand to take a picture of the mirror on the dressing table.

Putting the mirror on the table, he pressed the scales between his brows, and a look of ruthlessness flashed across his eyes.

He opened his hand to take the dagger that fell on the dressing table before, holding the handle with his slender fingers, and pointed the gleaming knife point at the center of his eyebrows.

The dagger could not penetrate the scales, but it could penetrate the piece of flesh where the scales ended.

The sharp pain came to the depths of his mind, his fingers trembled, and he stabilized quickly. With a light pick of the tip of the knife, the scale and flesh were gouged out.

He didn't choose the method of plucking the scales. He was worried that plucking the scales would be like growing hair, and it would continue to grow after plucking. Only by cutting off the hair follicle together can it really stop it from growing again.

He has always been so cruel to himself.

When the dagger picked up the piece of meat and left, bright red blood gushed out of the wound.

Because of his posture with his head slightly lowered, the blood flowed smoothly down his tall nose, gathered at the tip of his nose, and fell drop by drop on the black table.

In the blink of an eye, a small puddle was covered in blood on the table.

He touched the table with his fingertips, picked it up, and looked at the bright red blood on his fingertips.

He thought to himself, the dragon blood is rumored to be golden, and Hei Liusi said that he might have returned to his ancestors and was the body of a golden dragon, but his blood was clearly bright red, so what kind of golden dragon is it? It's just a snake...

Dragon and snake, one soars in the sky and rides the fog, and the other can only wander in embarrassment in the swamp mud. He probably can only crawl on the ground all his life.

He wiped the blood off his hands, stood up and went to the cabinet to find medicine for sores.

The medicine powder was sprinkled all over the wound, and the severe pain that penetrated into his mind from between the eyebrows made him shake uncontrollably.

He took two steps back and leaned against the window lattice.

Through the thin window paper, flowers, flowers, willows and greenery blurred into his eyes, and he could vaguely hear the sound of the guards running and exercising not far away, from far to near, and then slowly away, Take those laughter with you too.

Only his corner remained lifeless, like a barren land that was not pitied by the heavens.

He just leaned there and looked at nowhere through the window paper. He kept looking until the pain between his brows eased and he found that the guards had gone back and forth three times before he came back to his senses in a daze.

What are you looking at... No one here will come to him, and he doesn't need anyone to come.

He casually pulled a piece of cloth and tied it on his forehead, then slowly walked back to the table and sat down, starting to process the scales on his heart.

Compared with the center of the eyebrows, there are fifty or sixty scales densely packed on the heart. It would be difficult to pull out one by one, but it is very easy to cut off the roots with a dagger.

The sharp pain between the eyebrows still made his brain dizzy, but he didn't change his face, he put the dagger in front of his heart, and he was about to cut it off soon.

But when the tip of the knife was about to be inserted into the heart, the voice of Meow Seventeen came from outside——

"Hei Liusan, is Murongli in there?"

He paused with the tip of the knife, and slowly looked towards the closed door.

(End of this chapter)