I was vying for favor with four big daddy

Chapter 646

Yan Gui seemed to feel danger, and his body began to tremble again, his eyes were dark, showing a faint killing intent.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Quan stretched out his hand and gently tapped his forehead: "Do you want me to help you break the seal? You half-dead murderer."

Regardless of Yan Gui's increasingly violent tremors, he went down his arm and touched his hand:

"You came all the way and killed a lot of people, it's really dirty!"

"If you are so dirty, standing beside the king of a country will only make the people of the world humiliate and blame her. Aren't you very kind to her? Why did you come?"

Quan took Yan Gui's hand and pressed it to his heart: "Where's your knife, it shouldn't be piercing here, is it all right?"

The bed was shaking, and the vase by the window was buzzing.

Quan glanced at it, waved his hand, and the bedroom suddenly fell into silence, and then he looked at Yan Gui again:

"I'm the clean you, I can live in an upright manner, and I can help you complete the plan, but you have to repay me, okay?"

Yan Gui, who was imprisoned by the double magic circle, struggled more violently, and the black mist in his eyes dispersed layer by layer.

Quan held his chin and looked at it for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "It turns out that Xia Ji's Gu poison is still on her body, how pitiful."

"The more you persist, the longer you will live. Give up. It is not easy for a human to live forever, especially if you have no parents to love you, and no one to rely on."

Yan Gui's eyes closed again.

Quan smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, don't worry, no one wants you to live, Xiao, Yan, Gui."

He put his hand on Yan Gui's heart, and with one click, Xiao Yangui would disappear forever in this world.

Quan's eyes were filled with excitement, and his breathing was hard to contain: "If you are obedient, I will... You are really lucky..."

He withdrew his hand, and the next moment, the figure who had gone and returned appeared outside the bedroom door.

Tangtang felt the magic circle suppressing Yangui fluctuate a lot, trotted all the way back, and saw Quan kneeling beside the bed as soon as he came in.

The puppet man looked at his real body, how strange this scene looked.

Tangtang blinked, took a look inside and out, and then walked to the bedside to look at them: "Why did you come in?"

"Did brother Yangui lose his temper just now? He is under control now, and his temper is very angry. Did he hurt you?"

Izumi shook his head slightly, but carefully put his hands behind his back.

The three-year-old doll didn't even do this act of concealment. It seems that Quan is indeed a puppet with an unsound mind.

No matter how perfect the puppet technique of Senior Sister Miao and Senior Sister An is, they still can't make the puppets look exactly like real people.

Tangtang knelt down and held Quan's hand: "Don't hide, let me see."

Quan shook his head, but refused to take out his hand: "No, nothing."

"Then I really don't care about you."

Tangtang didn't force him, and sat next to Yan Gui again. From the corner of his eyes, Quan sneaked his hand into his sleeve and rubbed it.

"Caught me?"

Tangtang grabbed his hand and rolled up his sleeves: "Such a deep scratch, the inner clothes are stained red, don't you feel pain?"

Quan still shook his head: "No, it hurts."

Puppets don't feel pain?

It shouldn't be, when the immortal father treated his wounds before, didn't Quan scream all the time?
Probably because Yan Gui's brother's previous little habits have also been learned by him.

Because he is Yangui's puppet, Tangtang takes extra care of him:
"Brother Yan Gui can't tell who is who now, and he attacks everyone he sees indiscriminately. You should not come here in the future, or you will be injured again."

Quan carefully poked his head out to look at Yan Gui: "Take care, Gu."

"Are you going to take care of him?"

Tangtang followed his gaze and looked back at Yan Gui who was sleeping peacefully. It was really fun for her puppet to take care of herself.

But a puppet is a puppet after all, and it takes a lot of effort to take care of itself.

Tangtang tied up the wound for Quan: "Next time you come to see him with me, don't come alone, brother Yangui is super fierce right now."

Quan tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded with a smile: "Okay, yes."

"So nice."

Tangtang patted his head: "Let's go."

Quan pulled her sleeves and walked a few steps, then suddenly looked back at the bed, the corners of his mouth curled up deeply.

"From now on, without my order, no one is allowed to enter or leave my bedroom."

Outside the door, Tangtang added another layer of magic circle to the sleeping hall, and by the way told the imperial army and nearby subordinates that it would be bad if brother Yan Gui was released.

In this way, she left with peace of mind.

The battle ahead quickly subsided, and the fight couldn't have been more relaxed.

Not only the soldiers in the palace, but even the soldiers who came back from the various islands showed disbelief.

"This living dead is not as good as a real person. I'm afraid it's a fake, isn't it? Three years ago, anyone caught in the capital can beat three of them this time."

"Not only is it impossible to fight, but the captured living dead will die soon. What are the black robes and Lord Qiang training? Is there no one in Emperor Zun Palace?"

Everyone was happy, and many generals said: "Maybe they just came here to check on His Majesty's family background. There is a fraud in this matter, so we have to guard against it."

Tangtang listened for a while: "How do you deal with the living dead who have died completely?"

"Return to His Majesty, hand it over to Qianlongwei, burn them in batches, and never let them have the possibility of resurgence."

"Empress Changling and General Jiang are leading troops to clean up the deserters everywhere. The islands and sea areas where they are scattered are all on the topographic map in front of them."

"According to His Majesty's instructions, the 'Qingyun Fire Dragon' and the burning ship were all launched into the sea, [-]% were at sea, and [-]% were on the coast to ensure the safety of the people."

"Military supplies are in charge of Mr. Yun and Mr. Su, and all the wounded soldiers are taken in by doctors in the Immortal Doctor Valley."

After Tangtang saw it, she rarely showed a smile: "The arrangement is good. The Emperor Palace will not withdraw its troops for a day, and the coastal defense will not let up for a day."

"Yes."

"Three days later, the luggage rewarded by the Empress Dowager will arrive in the Twelve States, and my lords will make arrangements to welcome them."

"According to the order."

After the court affairs were properly arranged and the people were sent away, the servants of Xiaoyaojing came here.

What they said was similar to that of the front-line soldiers, and it was unexpectedly easy to deal with the living dead:
"This battle is like bullying a three-year-old child. When did the black-robed living dead become so weak?"

The elder protector said: "That can only mean that the black robe doesn't take the Landlord seriously, just playing around, what's there to be happy about?"

"That's a good word."

Tangtang raised her hand: "What should come will always come, no matter whether you win or lose, a battle is definitely not the style of Heipao and Emperor Zun."

"Don't talk about the black robe and Emperor Zun," Hu/Fa took out a letter from the sleeve of his robe, and handed it to Tangtang with both hands, "This is a letter written by Tu Mengyan to the Landlord."

(End of this chapter)