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After hearing Concubine Yao's words, Qinghuan fell to her knees and begged the Desolate King: "Your Majesty! Your Majesty has no intention of harming you, she was also forced to do this, please forgive me!"

The Desolate King remained silent, picked up the teacup on the table, put it to his lips, and took a sip.

Concubine Yao's words are true, her memory Desolate King secretly looked through it with his chaotic evil eyes, and he was indeed forced to do so.

I thought I didn't lose my virginity back then, until I saw her memory of that night.

The Desolate King couldn't believe that a woman could do such a shameless thing, so don't mess with him too much.

He never thought that one day, he would be raped by a woman, it was too outrageous, and he was speechless for a long time.

If she hadn't participated in this matter, the person who raped him should be Lin Wan'er, right? !

Ten thousand desolate kings couldn't believe that women in this world could be so crazy, and completely refreshed his three views.

To blame, maybe only his damn charm.

Boys must protect themselves when they are outside.

"Let's listen to it and deal with it...!!"

The Desolate King was speechless, got up and left a word, then left quickly.

If she hadn't raped herself, the Desolate King would release her from the palace and give her freedom again.

"If it wasn't for Long Wuji, maybe I would have a chance to become your woman."

"Damn you, it's my fault!"

"But I don't regret it. If I could do it all over again, I would still do it."

"If there is an afterlife, I hope to meet you in my best years!"

Concubine Yao looked at Huang Wang's leaving back affectionately, and said with an open heart.

"uh-huh!!"

After saying that, Concubine Yao let out a muffled snort, a shocking stream of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, her body limp and limp fell to the ground, she cut off her heart and died!

"You..." The King of Desolation stopped and turned around, looked at the beautiful concubine Yao lying on the ground, shook his head, and said calmly: "If she chooses the place of burial, she can bury her properly... Let's do it!"

After all, step forward and leave.

This woman is really a woman who dares to love and hate.

If it wasn't for Long Wuji, she should have a good life.

The villain Long Wuji, even though the concubine he accepts is extremely talented, he will not give too many cultivation resources. He is extremely afraid that some concubine will surpass him to avenge him.

Most of the concubines in the harem were forcibly taken in by him, and they got what they wanted but couldn't get what they wanted. What's the point? !

The Desolate King couldn't figure it out.

In his previous life, he was an extremely self-disciplined man, and he didn't have much interest in the temptation of the colorful world.

Just one word can make those big-name actresses obediently come and serve her.

There is a knife on the head of Sezi, which the Desolate King has seen a lot in his previous life.

However, the temptation of this life is even greater for him. As his strength grows stronger and his power increases, he may also fall into the trap one day in the future.

Power and strength can gradually devour a person's heart, this is by no means empty words.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!!"

Qinghuan hugged Concubine Yao's body, crying.

"Your Majesty! Where are you going next?!"

Qin Hui, who was following behind the Desolate King, asked in a low voice.

The King of Desolation said lightly: "This king wants to go back to the shepherd's house. If you have any undecided ideas in the palace, you can come and talk to this king!"

"Obey!" Qin Hui sent the Desolate King outside the imperial city all the way.

"See Your Majesty the Desolate King!"

Seeing this, the imperial guards outside the city knelt down and paid homage.

Starting today, the Desolate King is the real master of Long Han.

Even if a new emperor comes to the throne later, any fool will know that it is a puppet.

...

Today's imperial capital is busier than any other day since the founding of Longhan, restaurants and teahouses all over the place are full of discussions about the Desolate King.

In addition, the news that Long Wuji was thrown into a dungeon by the desolate king, who was about to elect one of the princes of the royal family to inherit the throne of Long Han, seemed to have wings.

Such a domineering act by the Desolate King could make the arrogant and evildoers from all over Kyushu in the imperial city worship him endlessly.

Its experience is too legendary.

Now, the royal family is kneaded in the palm of my hand again.

In just half a day, the deeds of the Desolate King's life were all taken out by some caring people.

The point of most concern is undoubtedly whether the Desolate King raped Concubine Yao.

Anyway, everywhere in the city today, no matter where you go, there are all discussions about the Desolate King.

However, not many people have seen the true face of the Desolate King.

When he entered the city earlier, he was covered by the blood dragon helmet, only showing his true face when he was outside the city.

However, even though no one recognized him as the Desolate King, he still frequently attracted the attention of passers-by when he was walking on the street.

The perfect skin, the overlord-like temperament of the common people, and the invisible charm exudes, it is doomed that no matter where he goes, he will not be able to keep a low profile.

The Desolate King hadn't visited such a bustling street for seven years. During these seven years, he was either practicing or sweeping away the monster tribes every day.

Being in the bustling city at this moment, the Desolate King just felt that he was also one of the crowd.

The Desolate King's state of mind at this time is very peaceful, and it is completely different from the previous time when he was full of evil spirits, decisive in killing, despising the common people, and contemptuously.

...

"Desolate... The Desolate King didn't come over, did he?"

In Yunyang Palace in the imperial city, Empress Lin Wan'er was full of fear and asked her personal maid who had just returned from outside.

The maid said in a low voice: "Your Majesty did not come, but Concubine Yao committed suicide!"

"I don't know if this bitch has exposed me!"

Lin Wan'er was uncertain about the weather, her jade hands were clenched into fists, and her heart was filled with great fear for the returning Desolate King.

"Qinghuan said... Concubine Yao told the desolate king what happened back then."

"What?!"

The maid's words shocked Lin Wan'er, who staggered and almost fell to the ground. She was dizzy and murmured to herself: "Since the desolate king knows, why don't you come to this palace?!"

"It may be that Your Majesty knows that you can't run away, so he is not in a hurry to come over to inquire about the crime." The maid said.

"Wait to die... You mean I can only wait to die?!" Lin Wan'er said out of her wits.

"Empress, since you have done something wrong, you should be punished. Now that the desolate king is covering the sky with only one hand, you have no way to survive, so you should kill yourself... right!" The maid also felt desperate for her, and couldn't help but Said so.

"No... I still have chips!!"

Lin Wan'er seemed to think of something, her beautiful eyes suddenly brightened, and most of the fear in her heart disappeared in an instant.

With the chips in his hands, the Desolate King would never dare to kill her.

"What bargaining chip?!" The maid blurted out without thinking.

"When the Desolate King arrives, you will know!"

Lin Wan'er patted her towering chest, let out a long breath, and said with confidence.

What kind of bargaining chip is it that makes her so confident, the maid is curious.

Anyone who can make the Desolate King give up the bargaining chip to kill her is well aware of how important it is.

"Your Majesty the Desolate King! I have this bargaining chip in my hand, so I don't believe you dare to act recklessly!" Lin Wan'er smiled coquettishly, showing all sorts of amorous feelings.

The maid blinked her eyes, wondering if the empress was frightened.