The Playful Queen: The Evil King's Favorite

Chapter 331
Looking down the city, Bei Ming smiled and sighed: "How much meat did I eat here? It's too much like her mother."

This chubby man is extremely acquainted, and his body is as strong as a cow. Compared with her, Zhu Kui does look "slim".

"Yo? Isn't this the Queen of the North Peak? After shrinking for so long, she finally came out to meet people."

Beiming didn't feel annoyed when he smiled less, "How can I see a beast like you with my status? It's just that I heard a pug squatting at the gate and barking every day, so I came here to see this kind of dog." Performance."

"You..." The man stared.

Bei Ming turned around with a smile, patted Zhu Kui on the shoulder, and said, "Zhu Kui, go, clean her up."

"Hahaha... just rely on her?"

"Heh!" Bei Ming Shao smiled sarcastically.

"Yes." Zhu Kui ignored the man's words, turned around and went down the tower to fight.

The two confront each other, murderous.

"Crack!" Nan Yun's female general, with the momentum of a fierce tiger, slammed down heavily with an iron hammer. Zhu Kui's hand with the giant axe trembled, struggling to continue.

Seeing this, Bei Ming sneered a few times, this person's martial arts are mediocre, and he relies entirely on his strength, so it's much easier to handle.

Beiming Shaoxiao pulled out a thin needle from the Fenming Folding Fan, poured his inner force into a force point facing the female general of Nanyun.

Nan Yunnv's hand weakened, but Zhu Kui slashed at him with a backhanded axe.

"Choke!" With a shock, the female general Nanyun became quite restless when she was powerless.

"Crack!" Seeing that something was wrong with her, Zhu Kui didn't bother to care about her, and swung her hand with an ax to knock her off the horse.

"Pfft..." Female general Nanyun vomited blood, "Why? How is it possible?"

"Crack!" Zhu Kui saw that she lost her mind, and dropped the giant ax in her hand, only to see blood spattered three feet, cutting off her forehead.

"I, I won." Zhu Kui felt a little incredulous, then raised her head and smiled innocently, "Your Majesty, I won."

"That's right! Zhu's army is mighty." Bei Ming touched his chin with a smile and praised with a smile.

"Zhu's army is mighty!" All the soldiers followed suit.

Zhu Kui is back in victory!

The enemy army was defeated by a big general, and most of his momentum was lost.

— Enemy camp —

A woolen blanket was placed on the armchair, and Zi Lanhan was wearing a pink robe, leaning on it, listening to the news of the death brought by the guards, with an indifferent expression on his face.

"My lord, what should we do next?"

Zi Lanhan said coldly: "Continue to consume."

A certain general hesitated: "However, if we continue to procrastinate, our Nanyun army may suffer irreversible losses!"

Zi Lanhan's eyes narrowed, he waited for her, and said, "Are you opposing my opinion?"

"The last general, don't dare!"

"Go down!"

"Yes."

After the person is gone, the ears are clean.

Zi Lanhan showed a sneering smile, I don't care about Nanyun or any country at all, if it wasn't for that person, why would I come to Nanyun.

For that man, I could sacrifice everyone, even a country.

But that person never looks at me the same way...

——Dye Jubilee Palace——

Beiming was tired from laughing for a day, but he returned to the palace with some gains.

Soaking herself in hot water to enjoy the hands, the sound of footsteps approaching behind her, she immediately turned her head vigilantly, and when she looked at the person who came, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, are you still worried about these things?"

"I'm not worried, and it doesn't feel like subjugation." Bei Ming shook his head with a small smile.

Hearing this, Murong Jinxian pursed her lips and laughed softly, brushed her black hair, and added some hot water for her.

"I have already sent people over to Lingzhou City. Now, as long as we repel the army outside the imperial capital, everything will be fine."

"But I feel like... something is wrong with the Devil's Cult." Especially seeing Lan Sha come to pick him up in person, this shows that the evil old man must have made arrangements.

Murong Jinxian smiled slightly: "Lady, go and have a look tomorrow, it's fine if you don't."

"Yeah! That's exactly what I mean." Bei Ming nodded with a smile, "I'll wash it for a while, you go to sleep first!"

"En, good." Murong Jinxian nodded, turned and left.

Beiming sighed with a little smile, "Why are you so annoying! It seems that no matter whether you have martial arts or not, high-ranking people or people from poor families, everyone has their own annoying and restrained helplessness."

If these things go away, I wish you all the best!
……

The breeze is gentle, and the air caused by the early morning is frosty and cold.

Beiming Shaoxiao rode to the chief helm of the Demon Cult's imperial capital early in the morning.

Approaching the secret room, the disciples on both sides saw her and respectfully said: "Young master."

"Hmm." Bei Ming laughed in a monotonous hum, and walked upstairs quickly.

He walked into a room familiarly and reached out to knock on the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Who is it?" Bai Sha asked vigilantly.

"it's me."

"Young master..." Baisha was overjoyed, and hurried to open the door, and when she saw that it was indeed Beiming Shaoxiao, she said, "Young master, I miss you, how are you doing?"

Beiming Shao smiled and replied weakly, "You are in good health and in a good mood, so it smells good to eat."

The bottom of my heart is: okay?What is good.

"Old man evil? Is something wrong with the Demon Cult?" Beiming Shaoxiao pulled away the white gauze that blocked his view, and looked up at Situ Xie who was sitting on the armchair drinking tea.

Hearing this, Situ Xie didn't have much expression, and smiled like an old-fashioned fritter, "It's okay, what can be the matter! How are you and your dear husband?"

"Happy marriage, that's great! But I think there seems to be something wrong with your Demon Cult, are you hiding it from me again?" Bei Mingshao smiled, narrowed his eyes, rolled up his sleeves and walked over.

Situ Xie shook his head: "How could it be? How could I hide it from my lovely little apprentice? Do you need to help me with the recent affairs of the imperial capital?"

"Who is the young master? Do you still need your help?" Bei Ming replied with a strange smile.

This made everyone laugh.

Bei Mingshao smiled and laughed enough, and asked without forgetting the purpose: "Tell me! What's going on?"

"I said no..."

Before he finished speaking, Bei Ming smiled less, stretched out his hand to gather fire, and grabbed Situ Xie's collar with the other hand, "Don't tell me I'll burn your beard!"

It really worked, very, very well!
Situ Xie turned pale in shock, covered his chin and looked at Bei Ming with a horrified smile, and stared at him, "You damn girl, you actually did something to Master?"

"Who told you to hide everything from me? After all, I'm still the young master of the Demon Cult, right?" Bei Ming raised his eyebrows with a smile, not accepting his appearance and showing mercy.

"Pfft..." Bai Sha stood aside and laughed.

Only the young master can force the leader to be like this.

Bai Sha's smile caused Situ Xie to stare, "Are you still laughing? Come and pull her away."

Beiming smiled less but raised his eyebrows back, "Stand there and don't move, I'll make sure you're okay."

"You you you girl..."

"Do you want to talk? Do you want to talk?" Beiming Shaoxiao impatiently wanted to get closer to the fire.

Situ Xie hurriedly said, "Tell me!"

"Let's talk!"

Beiming Shaoxiao was afraid that he would regret it, so he didn't let go immediately.

Situ Xie sighed, and told her about the Devil's Cult and decent things.

(End of this chapter)