Dark Beast Summoner

The tall and handsome man descended like a god, his body was covered with icy suffocating energy, and his slender palm was lightly grasped, and the two head guards of the Spirit King Realm exploded into two blood mists like they had exploded.

Blood and water mixed with minced meat poured over Ximen Sheng.

"vomit!"

Ximen Sheng couldn't hold on any longer, and fell to the ground vomiting wildly.

Mu Wushuang was used to seeing this kind of scene in her previous life. What is it? When she went to a war-torn country to do a mission, she saw that all the people in the bus were bombed to death. That scene was really bloody.

She looked at the man standing in front of her, because the ring could sense his position, she knew he was on his way back, but she didn't expect him to come so quickly.

Although she is not afraid of the great masters in the palace, but there is a man standing in front of her, this kind of experience makes her novel and does not contradict her.

In the past life, I was used to fighting alone, but suddenly there was a man to escort me. This feeling is not bad.

Long Moshen turned his head, carefully looked at her whole body, and saw that she was not injured, and the evil spirit on her body subsided a little.

Mu Wushuang took the initiative to hold his big hand and smiled at him: "Uncle Huang, I don't like Ximen Sheng, let's change the Emperor Dangdang for the Xiaoyue Dynasty!"

She said it too lightly, like saying: I don't like this dog, let's get another dog.

Ximen Sheng's face was pale, and his hands and feet trembled when he heard Mu Wushuang's words.

"Uncle! I was wrong! I was bewitched by the eunuch, I didn't really want to kill you and Mu Wushuang! Please give me another chance!"

Ximen Sheng knelt on the ground, he has not yet had enough addiction to be the emperor, he is not reconciled!

But how could he not know about Long Moshen's methods, he secretly hated that the people he arranged were useless, and even ambush in advance did not kill him! Just to kill Long Moshen, he sent most of his confidants and masters there, otherwise why would there be only two masters of the Spirit King Realm in the palace.

But how could he have imagined that Mu Wushuang, whose cultivation aptitude was too poor, had the cultivation of the spiritual master realm, and slaughtered hundreds of his guards in the spiritual master realm under the sword!

If he knew it would end like this, he wouldn't have asked Mu Wushuang to enter the palace so hastily if he was killed!

Long Moshen didn't even look at Ximen Sheng, but told Long Er, "This king remembers that a new dark prison was built in the depths of the palace. Long Er, throw Ximen Sheng into it."

Ximen Sheng was shocked and shouted loudly: "No, Uncle! Please! No!"

The dark prison was built not long ago by Ximen Shengcai. He kept a lot of poisonous but not deadly poisons, which were specially used to punish those stubborn courtiers, so that they would feel the pain of heartbreaking every day, and no matter how big the secrets were, they could quickly spit out come out.

He didn't know how Long Moshen knew that he had secretly built a dark prison, but his fear was real. He had seen with his own eyes that the former servant of the Ministry of Works suffered a heart-wrenching pain. Day, finally recruited everything.

At that time, he only felt extremely refreshing in his heart, but at this time he only had fear!

It's just that no matter how much he begged, it didn't help. In the indifferent eyes of Long Moshen and Mu Wushuang, Long Er dragged him out like a dead dog, without dignity, and the dragon robe on his body was covered in blood. Not like an emperor, more like a lost dog.

Countless palace maids and eunuchs hid in the corners and shivered, not daring to let out the air.

Fortunately, Mu Wushuang only had opinions on Ximen Sheng, and did not intend to study the imperial palace, so he turned a blind eye to those eunuchs and palace maids.

But after all, there are too many corpses here, and the uncle who is obsessed with cleanliness will definitely not like it, so Mu Wushuang dragged him out of the palace.

"Uncle, are you not injured?"

She knew that ordinary people couldn't help Uncle Huang, but she still asked one more question.

"Shuang'er, do you care about me?"

Long Mo was deeply flattered, and his eyes lit up.

"Who cares about you." She muttered, and before she could finish her words, someone carefully held her in her arms.

"People come and go, everyone is watching!" She pushed him gently.

It's not that he cares about other people's eyes, it's just that the uncle suddenly buried his head in her neck in front of the public. It's embarrassing, she thought with a blushing face.

Long Moshen was unmoved and held her tightly in his arms.

After a long time, as if he had made up his mind, he let go of her, looked her in the eyes and said:

"Shuang'er, I want you to accompany me back soon. I want to hold a grand wedding for you."

boom!

A string in her head seemed to have suddenly broken off, and only the words "Golden Wedding, Shengshi Wedding" kept echoing in her ears.

His eyes gleamed faintly with purple light and were boundless and deep, but at the moment they were affectionate, and there was also the anxiety of being rejected.

He didn't want to wrong her, he just wanted to give her the best, including their first time, he hoped that she would sit with him on the red wedding bed, drink the wine with the blessings of the ancestors of the Qinglong Shrine .

She looked stunned, unexpected.

Long Moshen suddenly knelt down on one knee, looked up at her, his deep voice was full of magnetism, he stretched out his hand and said, "Marry me, Shuang'er."

No one outside the palace gate dared to gather around to watch the fun, but everyone's eyes were fixed on this side. When they saw the prince regent kneeling down to Mu Wushuang, they were all dumbfounded, as if they heard a chin and eyeballs. The sound of falling.

Mu Wushuang felt that this progress was too fast?

This really caught her off guard, caught off guard.

"Uncle, you get up first, let me think about it."

She was in a very complicated mood at the moment, as if countless threads were twisted into a huge ball of thread and stuffed into her mind, making it difficult for her to sort out for a while.

A trace of loneliness flashed on Long Mo's deep and handsome face, but he would not stalk her to agree to marry him. He stood up slowly, his face more stern.

Until a small hand nimbly drilled into his palm, and then he heard her say, "You don't even have a gift for your proposal, do you want me to marry you empty-handed?"

Long Moshen's face that has been unchanged for thousands of years suddenly showed a ecstasy color, he picked her up and turned around, and said in an excited voice: "Shuang'er, I would like to use the world as an employment, and I wish you a worry-free life. okay?"

"White wolf with empty gloves?" she said faintly.

"Yeah, you are my little white wolf!" He said with a big laugh, the handsome face of an evildoer even more charming because of his sincere smile.

The onlookers suddenly heard the regent's laughter, and they only felt that the sun was setting from the east today, and they would not be surprised! Because is there anything more shocking than the Prince Regent smiling?