Evil King's Supreme Poisonous Queen

It's just a pity that he did it himself. He couldn't find anyone to settle accounts!

From beginning to end, it was a mistake made by myself.

What is he going to do?

Is it difficult for him to stab several knives into his chest in front of murongsheng to offset murongsheng's anger?

That's obviously impossible.

Remembering this, shangguanhuang felt powerless. What method should he use to counteract Murong Sheng's jealousy?

Now a handsome face seems to have lost some vitality.

Shangguan Huang closed his eyes and savored the mood in his heart. He felt that he couldn't tell what kind of taste it was in his heart.

Guilt, guilt, regret, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, which can directly destroy shangguanhuang now.

He had the idea of slapping his face hard. It seemed that only in this way could he make his heart feel better.

But what's the use of regret now?

The damage caused has already happened, even imprinted on murongsheng's body. What he said and did now, there was no way to make up for the mistakes he had made before.

Is it difficult for him to say that he didn't know that man was Murong Sheng, so he did such a thing? If he knew that man was Murong Sheng, he wouldn't do such a thing?

If he shirks his responsibility in this way, Shangguan Huang can't say it and will never say it.

He did it. He did it whether he recognized people or not. And with his own hands, he left a shadow in Murong Sheng's heart. He didn't want to escape, and he couldn't escape. Just like a thorn, it is always stuck in his heart and can't be pulled out. He can only live in regret all his life.

Shangguan Huang didn't know what he thought, so he turned over and took Murong Sheng in his arms. But as soon as I did this action, I heard Murong Sheng make a dull sound.

Like a painful voice.

Shangguan Huang hurriedly got nervous, opened his body a little distance, and asked anxiously, "what's the matter? Is it pressing on his body?"

Murong Sheng nodded. Just now shangguanhuang's action was to press her wound. But her wound was much better because she drank spring water. He was not hurt by shangguanhuang's action.

However, even so, Murong Sheng still twisted his face painfully: "pain... The injury to his chest was also caused by the ghost king!"

As soon as Murong Sheng said this, he felt that shangguanhuang's body was suddenly stiff. After a long time, it slowly relaxed.

He carefully avoided the wound on Murong Sheng and held the man in his arms.

Like a doll played by a child, he quietly hugged Murong Sheng in his arms and breathed gently. If you don't listen carefully, you think he has no breath and it's not decent to be quiet at all.

I haven't spoken for a long time.

Just when murongsheng thought that shangguanhuang would not speak again, he suddenly heard a stuffy voice: "he also caused your wound, so how are you going to make him apologize?"

Tie it up and beat it up?

Or did you kill him with a machete?