Dark Beast Summoner

Chapter 8 This King's Little Fiancee

"I can't walk anymore, Uncle~"

Hearing Mu Wushuang say this, the corners of everyone's mouth twitched. You said that if you Mu Wushuang is good-looking, you can act like a spoiled child, but you are ugly and fat, can you be stronger?

Although her coquettish voice sounded very delicate, as if scratching her heart, but as long as she saw her fat body and twisted face, no matter how beautiful her voice was, it would still have the effect of inducing vomiting.

However, what was once again unexpected was that the regent did not get annoyed, and did not let the disgusting Mu Wushuang be dragged down and beheaded. Although the Prince Regent's face was expressionless, and he could not tell whether he was happy or angry, he took out a green jade bottle and passed it to Mu Wushuang through the guards.

"This is the medicine pill of Qiankun Pavilion!"

"Look at the color of the bottle, this is a fourth-grade medicine pill!"

"My God, did the regent give Mu Wushuang the fourth-grade medicinal pill to eat?"

"The fourth-grade medicinal pills worth more than 100,000 taels of silver, the regent gave it like this?"

People stared at the elixir bottle that the guard gave Mu Wu's hands like a wolf like a tiger. They saw that she took the elixir and stuffed it into her mouth, so that everyone couldn't see what elixir the prince regent gave her.

However, seeing that her complexion quickly returned to rosy, and the exposed wounds on her body gradually healed, she knew that it should be a fourth-grade healing pill, which had the miraculous effect of healing wounds and restoring blood.

A lot of people felt that it was a waste of time. This is a fourth-grade medicinal pill. It was a waste to be able to pull a seriously wounded and dying person back from the gate of hell and give it to Mu Wushuang, who just lost too much blood.

"Thank you Uncle Shuang'er!" Mu Wushuang showed a bright smile. Without him, at least she knew that she had no worries about her life. Although I don't know why Uncle Huang saved her, since he can save her with such an expensive medicinal pill, he will definitely not let her fall into the hands of Ximen Kang again.

"come over."

I don't know when the car curtain has been put down, and the shocked people inside are taciturn, repeating the previous words, the tone is still as flat as water.

"Uncle, my legs are weak!"

Mu Wushuang sat on the ground motionless, trying to test the limit of Uncle's tolerance towards her.

As soon as she said these words, countless people got chills, especially the guards of Long Moshen, goosebumps arose, and they wanted to press her fat face to the ground and rub it to save her from sullying their master.

After a while, like a few breaths, like centuries, there was silence all around, and needles could be heard.

At this moment, the car curtain was lifted again, revealing Long Moshen's handsome and fierce face like a monster.

His temperament is icy cold, like a moving iceberg. He wears a purple-gold jade crown on his three thousand black hair, and he is dressed in dark black clothes, but no matter how dark the color is, he can't hold back his kingly aura. His eyes are frost-like and handsome. Renhuan's face has a breathtaking light that makes it difficult to look directly at him, and many people will bow their heads subconsciously when they see him.

He actually took a deep look at Mu Wushuang, got into a wheelchair, and slowly approached her.

Mu Wushuang glanced at his crippled legs, and then his eyes returned to his face like a flower of high mountains. His leg muscles have not yet atrophied, which means there is a cure.

Such a perfect person, what a pity to be disabled, isn't it?

Of course, even sitting in a wheelchair did not diminish his aura in the slightest.

This man was born strong and invincible, and his momentum was like a rainbow.

"Uncle!"

At this moment, Ximen Kang hurriedly stood up, he couldn't let Mu Wushuang find the backstage, he couldn't afford to offend someone like Long Moshen, so he could only take advantage of this to get rid of Mu Wushuang and get the tiger talisman.

"Meet the uncle, the nephew is here to arrest the remnants of the rebellion. I don't know that the uncle will come, and the nephew will apologize to the uncle!"

Ximen Kang saluted Long Moshen very modestly.

"Remainder? Fourth, are you talking about this king's little fiancée?"

Long Moshen's expression was indifferent, his voice was low and magnetic, indescribably charming and cold, but the content of the words made people's eyes widen, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears.

What did they hear? The regent actually admitted that Mu Wushuang was his fiancée?

Oh my God! Breaking news!

The corners of Mu Wushuang's lips twitched, very satisfied, this man is very good!

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