Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

"Master! The woman you like, the woman you've always wanted to find, is Murong Sheng. It's all her!"

All the things were said, and the big stone pressed in my heart seemed to disappear without a trace. As long as one word comes out, the rest of the things don't seem so difficult to speak!

At this moment, Wuyu seemed as if the whole person was free, light and floating.

There is no pain to help Wuxiang hide the master, no guilt to betray the master, and everything disappears!

Wu Yu vomited out the turbid Qi in his heart, and his voice became calm. He whispered: "a few days ago, when my subordinates took the place of the master to attend the Palace Banquet, I saw Murong Sheng and recognized that she was the man the master was looking for, subordinates..."

Wuyu didn't know how to explain to Guan Huang and why he wanted to hide it, because he... Couldn't say it at all.

"Why don't you tell me?"

Shangguanhuang's eyes were so cold that they almost frozen people into an ice sculpture, and his eyes glittered with evil red. A handsome face that never gets emotional because of anything is full of incredible amazement and shock at the moment.

My heart is repressing the anger that is difficult to suppress!

"Say!"

Shangguanhuang's shock, anger and anger made it difficult for him to maintain the scene in his heart. He roared: "why don't you tell the king about it and why hide the king!"

As he said this, Shangguan Huang slapped Wuyu in front of him and shot the story directly. At the same time, a mouthful of blood gushed out of Wuyu's mouth, and his back hit the table behind him.

Wuyu didn't stop because of the obstruction of the table. On the contrary, the tables were smashed to the ground, and Wuyu hit the wall all at once, so he couldn't slide down the wall slowly.

Blood gushed out of the body and out of the mouth. For a moment, a lot of blood had been spit out in front of me.

Shangguan Huang hit him in anger. She didn't have any low-grade. How could she bear it?

Obviously, the continuous movement of body pain seems to be experiencing torture. Wu Yu adjusted his posture, knelt on the ground and vomited blood from time to time: "master..."

Yes

It was he who concealed the news from the master, which was clear in his heart. How much the master wanted to find Murong Sheng, but he hid it for no fragrance.

From that moment when he decided to help Wuxiang hide it, his heart was never calm... Because concealment is tantamount to betrayal!

He betrayed the Lord for no incense, he should be punished!

Even if the master doesn't slap him today, he will take the initiative to ask for punishment! Even if the Lord wants to kill him, he deserves it!

Doing something wrong is doing it wrong. He won't find any reason for himself to escape punishment!

It's him, it's him. I'm sorry, master. He deserves it!

No matter what his end is, he won't have any complaints, but now... It's not the time to punish him. He also needs to remind the Lord that the most important thing now is

"Master..." Wu Yu spoke powerlessly. When he spoke, blood would be left along the opening and closing of his mouth.

Every breath made him feel unbearable pain all over his body, and he almost wanted to faint.

However, he can't pass out now. He has to continue to say it. Looking up at shangguanhuang's eyes, he was also full of guilt and regret: "murongsheng... Palace... Can't die..."