Bad old man: "You're not stupid, you know she's dead."
Mu Yanjun trembled violently, and the needle that pierced his vital point could not restrain him.
When the old man saw it, he had to pierce a few more needles.
"Her situation is quite special. You can't make it in time, and the effect of the medicine can't be used, and she will die. So all the medicine's effect protects the body, so that her body can not rot for a long time. Unless you use fire, she will not only get cold, but also with It doesn't make any difference when an ordinary person falls asleep."
When the old man said this, he sighed, "So when the little emperor heard this, he had her body taken away and burned."
When Mu Yanjun heard this, he still didn't know the little emperor's mind.
"Good, good, good."
He made a series of good, sneer again and again, "If anyone wants to take her away, don't think of one of you surviving."
After he finished speaking, the needles on his body burst out of his body, and blood gushed out from the wound.
When the old man looked at it, he also knew that he was incapacitated.
The most hurtful thing since ancient times, only the words of love are the most penetrating.
Mu Yanjun got rid of the shackles of the expert doctor's acupuncture, and flew out directly.
The poor old man thought he was dead, but Mu Yanjun didn't have time to kill him, so he disappeared in place.
The old man shivered and took out the Heart Protector Pill to eat, "I won't live long, Mu Yanjun is really vicious. If you don't shoot me to death, do you want to keep the torture slowly?"
A huge pile of timber has been erected in front of the palace.
Bai Weiwei lay in the firewood, as quiet and soft as if she had fallen asleep.
Fatty's eyes were red, and he was so angry that his teeth were bleeding.
He cried hoarsely and said, "Send my mother on the road."
Everyone in the palace, except Mu Yanjun, sent Bai Weiwei on the road by default.
The people on Mu Yanjun's side were afraid that their overseer would be infatuated, so they tacitly used the little emperor's hand to burn Bai Weiwei.
The fire burst into flames.
Fatty couldn't take it anymore, and knelt down and cried.
As a result, before the fire reached Bai Weiwei's body, a black shadow that came flying desperately plunged into the flames, picked up Bai Weiwei's body, and jumped out of the flames again.
Xiaopang saw the person clearly, and shouted with resentment, "Mr. Muyan, you have to die. My mother was killed by you, but you even wanted to infect her body. You are not human."
Mu Yanjun hugged Bai Weiwei, and the flames scorched the ends of his hair and the corners of his clothes, but Bai Weiwei did not harm him.
He didn't answer, but said lightly, "You dare to step on my head, it's time to clear the palace."
At the beginning of this sentence, Mu Yanjun returned to the evil and cruel nine thousand years old.
The emperor was under house arrest.
People in the palace, kill kill, clean up clean up.
Especially the person who acquiesced in sending Bai Weiwei's body out to be burned, regardless of whether it is Mu Yanjun's confidant or not, he will be killed.
Mu Yanjun never wanted to get better. He regarded the emperor as a puppet and the world as a slaughterhouse.
Killing became his only hobby.
Mu Yanjun looked out the door lazily, blood stained the ground.
He gently stroked Bai Weiwei, who was leaning against his arms, "Weiwei, look, I killed another person today. If you beg me for mercy, I won't kill you, okay?"
Bai Weiwei was extremely quiet.
Mu Yanjun smiled, "If you don't speak, then I will continue to kill."
He once said that as long as she dared to die, he would drag everyone in the world to hell and bury her with her.
Mu Yanjun hugged her cold body and said seductively, "I am such a bad person. If you are willing to teach me, I may be able to become better."
As she was talking, Mu Yanjun suddenly couldn't bear to put his head on her cold neck, silently weeping.
"Why don't you want to give me a chance to get better."