Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

No one could resist shangguanhuang's eyes, even the veteran general could not resist.

This look, cold and frightening, scared Doctor Wang almost didn't stand firm and sat down on the ground all of a sudden. Fortunately, it's stable. Otherwise, according to the posture of the ghost king, he's afraid he's really going to meet the king of hell!

The ghost king really deserves his reputation. It's as frightening as the rumor!

Where did Doctor Wang dare to delay, he quickly put down the medicine box on his shoulder, lifted up part of Murong Sheng's sleeve and felt his pulse. The cold sweat on his forehead can't stop, it... It

The pulse was so weak that he could hardly touch it. It was obvious that

Doctor Wang stretched out his hand and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. His hands trembled and stretched out to Murong Sheng's shoulder. He lifted the skirt pierced by the concealed weapon and looked at it.

Although the situation is very serious, it seems that Princess Wanyan's strength is not enough. Although the whole arrow went deep into the meat, the skin and meat flew, looking very sad. However, the arrow shaft was still outside, the penetration was not deep, and the wound did not hurt an important place.

However, the Doctor Wang was not completely relieved, and a thing suddenly occurred to him.

Obviously, the injury will not endanger life. Why does touching the pulse look like the pulse of a dying person?!

Wang as like as two peas tremble with fear, he quickly stretched out his hand to break the eyelids of Murong Sheng and looked at the pupil's condition. This is obviously a disappearing focus. It is showing the state of death... It is exactly the same as the pulse condition.

This... This

What can I do!

More and more appeared on the Doctor Wang's forehead, and his face was pale, as if he had been seriously injured.

Before he could figure out how to speak, murongsheng's face began to turn gray, which made Doctor Wang more frightened and uneasy: "Wang... Lord, Miss Murong, she... She..."

Looking at Shangguan Huang's dead eyes, it seemed that as long as he said that sentence, he would go straight to hell. When the words of Doctor Wang came to his mouth, he couldn't say a word.

Shangguan Huang's eyes were cold, and there was a slight red light in his eyes. His voice was fierce and frightening: "say! What's the matter with her! The king asked you to say, say it quickly! Otherwise, the king will let you go to hell!"

Doctor Wang stopped even wiping the cold sweat on his forehead and was very frightened.

Looking at the enlarged version of the evil ghost mask that came up suddenly, I was old. Now I was so frightened that I felt that my life would be shortened by many years. If he hadn't been afraid that he would be whipped by the ghost king, he would have closed his eyes and died on the spot.

Doctor Wang swallowed his saliva: "Miss Murong... I can't save you..."

Can't get it back?!

This sentence was like a heavy hammer, beating hard in Shangguan Huang's heart. Originally, shangguanhuang's body was too cold for people to bear because of his body temperature.

Shangguan Huang had long been used to such cold, but now... There was a cold rising from head to foot, as if even his heart could be frozen together, tightly wrapping his body.

He can't bear it!