Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

At first, Ning Ba had much more hope than Murong Sheng, because he hoped to succeed, so that those infected by studying the causes of the disease could recover.

But

Up to now, there is no movement. The hot heart of Ningba is gradually becoming cold.

No, or... No?

Ningba was more and more disappointed. Murong Sheng sighed slightly, but he didn't feel the difference like Ningba.

However, some disappointments are normal. After all, she also hopes to make the infected people healthy, rather than knowing the reason, but she can only die helplessly.

"Just..."

Murong Sheng had not finished his words when he heard a man's stomach growling out in a very loud voice!

Murong Sheng's pupils widened slightly and looked at Ning Ba: "is your stomach ringing?"

Ning Ba shook his head blankly: "how could it be me? I wouldn't do such an indecent thing."

At this time, the subordinate standing opposite Shanshan raised his hand: "if you return to the princess, it's the subordinate..."

Before huadou finished, a violent grunt burst out in an instant.

This subordinate can't stand any longer, and he can't care about any dignity and inferiority etiquette.

"Princess, eight masters, my subordinates go to the toilet first!!"

If you stay here, people will run clean in an instant. This neat pace is like there is no disease!

Murong Sheng stared at the man's back and rode through the dust for a long time before he found his voice: "is he... Eating a bad stomach?"

Ningba also knew nothing: "this... Subordinates really don't know."

"Aren't all your assassins unprofessional? How can you say that you have a bad stomach? If your stomach suddenly rings while doing the task, wouldn't it scare the snake?!"

Murong Sheng had strong doubts about muyue's assassination organization.

Without him, it mainly left her a bad impression. There are too many!

"This..." Ning Ba said nothing. "This is only an exception!"

Murong Sheng shook his head and turned to look at Hongxi: "did you just succeed?"

There was more sweat on Hongxi's forehead. He took out his handkerchief from his arms and wiped it gently: "I don't know. I can't know until this man comes back from the toilet."

All right, then wait.

Anyway, it's been so long, it's not so short.

Murong Sheng casually found a chair and sat down, eating snacks and drinking hot tea.

Ningba anxiously stood at the door and looked out from time to time, trying to know whether there was any result as soon as possible.

Hongxi looks very calm.

However, he didn't go to the theatre as safely as usual. Instead, he stood on the other side of the door, meditating from time to time and looking out from time to time.

Needless to say, I'm afraid the anxiety in this heart is about the same as that of Ning ba.

Just, I don't want to say.

I waited for a long time and didn't wait for anyone to come back.

Murong Sheng was not in a hurry, but he was eating in his hand and suddenly thought of something... He was not willing to believe.

For example

"Hongxi, you just said that you'd know when people came back, didn't you..." Murong Sheng's face was like a dish, "did you ask someone to pull out the Gu insects???"