Chapter 999: Mental disorder
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Alluring His Wife: The Evil King’s Fifth Consort
- Yun Wei Mo Ran
- 1903 characters
- 2021-02-13 08:18:36
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Chapter 999, Mental Disorder
"Hahahaha..." The wind was wearing a bright yellow robes, stepping up the nine-step step by step, sitting on the dragon chair, and watching the hundred officials who worshipped at their feet made a mad and proud laugh.
He finally became Mu Yu, and finally sat on the throne. This Jiangshan finally fell into his hands. From then on, he will live the life he dreamed of.
His prestige will go down in history, and will remain immortal. After that, he will unify the Xiling Kingdom and the Northern Desert State.
At that time, he is the only king in the world, hahahahaha...
Suddenly, the wind stopped the laughter, frowned, and suddenly felt the loss and guilt of unprecedented.
Then the wind smashed out a bottle of red medicine bottle, poured a little white powder on the back of the hand, and then couldn’t wait to it up. After a while, the expression and look of the wind became more Exaggeration.
The squatting in the ground, the cold eyes looked at the wind and the obvious abnormal movements and expressions, the evil spirits evoked lips.
It seems that the reliance on drugs is more serious than he thought.
After the end of the ceremony, the monk was left alone.
"Mu Wei, I have heard about it, there is no powder at all, you are cheating." Windy hands patted the table in front of the hand, and the good gold silk Nanmu Zhuo took out the crack of the book, that was angry and angry The look is terrible.
"Indeed, there is no powder at all. It was a land of tidal waves that was circulated among the Wang Sun nobles ten years ago." Mu Yu admitted very calmly.
"What is this powder? What do you want to murder?" The wind stood up from the chair, and his face was very fierce. The black eyes seemed to burst out of the eyelids.
"If the emperor is dead, who will come to defend the appendix?" Mu Yan was wearing a purple pimple, standing in front of the wind.
It's hard to imagine that there are two very different looks on the same prosperous face, and the gap is still huge.
"You know it, what is this powder?" The step by step came to Mu Mu, the slightly embarrassing pace, and the expression of the person from the eyes, the cracked lips, All prove that the wind is not normal at this time.
I don't know whether it is the role of drugs, or the cause of nerves, or the nerves of the wind are more out of control under the stimulation of drugs. The temper becomes more violent, and the spleen is uncertain.
"What do you think of this mysterious thing in the emperor?" Mu Yan asked.
The wind sighed for a moment.. "This thing can bring me unprecedented happiness. After the sucking, I feel that the whole person is fluttering. The kind of pleasure is something I have never had before."
The more popular, the more excited it seems.
Hearing Weiwei said that this medicine gives people a few times more pleasure than a couple doing housework. It is conceivable that this medicine can make people addicted.
"So this medicine is called fairy powder. I am deeply sympathetic to the unfortunate childhood of the emperor, so I can only make up for it with this medicine." Mu Yan said with a smile.
"Why are you so kind, I will give me the prescription for this medicine." The wind chills and smiles, the smile of the yin measurement makes people look creepy.
Mu Yan smiled and took out the prescription from the sleeve. Before it was launched, it was taken by the wind.
"This is the prescription of the fairy powder?" asked the windy medicinal herbs.
Mu Hao nodded.. "Yes, but no one in this world can make this medicine, because the person who made the medicine is dead."
There is some unbelief in the wind. "With the prescription, how can you not do it? Let's say that Ning Fen will definitely make it."
"It's a pity that Ning Yanyan is dead. No, it should be said accurately that he has disappeared in this world." Mu Yan looked at the face with a close look, the face of the wind was not so good, slightly tired, the corner of his eyes The area is covered with a touch of dark circles, and the whole person's temperament is not very healthy. Sure enough, the side effects of this medicine are very large and can destroy one person invisibly.
Wei Weiwei also said that people who take this medicine regularly will become thinner and thinner, with no eyes.
I was shocked. "How is it possible? Ning Fen Yan is a dead person, he is a sinister, he..."
"If you don't believe it, you can ask the people of the hidden family. Ning Fu Yan is the destruction of their people." Mu Yu said casually.
"Why are they doing this?" The wind is obviously not believed.
"Because Ning Fenyan is useless to them, this medicine comes from the hand of Ning Fen Yan, and the medicine made by Ning Fen Yan, even if I get the prescription, many people still can't do it, and I only have it in my hand. The next point, after the end of the suck, there will be no, you can not find someone to make it." Mu Yan said to the wind.
Looking at the look of the wind suddenly becoming decadent, Mu Yan understood that the drug of the wind hand may not last for a few days.
"Impossible, you lied to me, why do the people of the hidden family kill the Ning Fuyan? He is as good as a puppet." The wind stunned and grabbed the clothes of Mu Yi, the whole person’s look Become mad.
Mu Yan took the hand of the wind away from his clothes and said coldly. "Because after ten days, they killed us and took away the heart of us, and the curse on them can be solved."
"What curse? What heart?" The wind screamed at the teeth and angered.
"Our heart can unlock the curse on them, so they have been using you all the time. From the day we were born, they have already planned for us, because we are afraid that we will not deal with it when we grow up, so it will let you The childhood has become so unfortunate, let us fight each other, they finally profit, fight against each other, have you heard of the slang story of the fisherman's profit?" Mu Yu did not care about the reaction of the wind.
The current popularity is not a threat to him.
"You are lying to me, you are all fake, you want to be on this throne, so you lied to me." Perhaps because of the stimulation of this sentence, the wind began to become dysfunctional, both hands caught With his own head, his eyes are hollow and straight and looking at Muham.
Then the whole person walked uneasy on the main hall, while talking to himself, while looking for something.
"This throne, this is called the man of Mu Yan, and you are called the wind." Mu Yan hands behind, cruelly said these.
When I heard this, I was completely out of control. My eyes were wide and my eyes were extremely insecure. I pulled out the sword that was hanging on the wall and stabbed me.
However, Mu Yan stood up straight on the waist and stood in the same place. Even the eyes didn't blink.. "Wind, if you kill me, who is going to guard you, who will help you?"
The sharp blade stayed in the place where the neck of Mu's neck was ten centimeters. The cold sword wind made the long silver hair of Mu's shoulders on his shoulders move slightly.
"Mu, you are, you are bullying me, not as you, do you want my throne? So you made these lies to lie to me, what do you want to do? What do you want to do? I just want to recapture What is my thing, what kind of clumps do I have?" The violent spurt of the blue veins on the forehead of the wind, the expression of both grief and anger, holding the hand of the sword, has been shaking.
I want to cut it down, but I endure it with great urgency.
"We are a mother, how can you be worse than me, but you have never received military training, never a military book, if you accept the same education as me, you will never be inferior to me." From the beginning The tone of the final admiration is very peaceful, but it is undoubtedly irritating.
The hand that grips the sword of Shangfang is getting tighter and tighter, and the look becomes more and more horrible. Hey, it’s like the sword of the next second hand can be cut down.
Said that they accept different education, is it to say that his identity is not as noble as him? Naturally, it is impossible to accept the education of the royal family.
"When you want to cut it, you can cut it, but you have to think clearly. The consequences of your knife going down, I am dead, you will die, because only the hearts of our two people can lift the curse, before time has passed. We can't die, if I am dead, don't say the throne, even your life is not guaranteed, I am not talking about it." Mu Yan smiled and looked at the wind.
I don't know if it's the effect of drugs or the psychiatric illness. It looks like a person, empty and without any focal length.
Holding his teeth, after enduring for a while, there was only one voice in his head, that is, killing him and killing him.
Completely lost his consciousness.
Then the wind smashed the hand of the sword, and the fierce enthusiasm of the smashed smashed, but Mu Yan still looked at the wind quietly.
In the moment when Shang Fang’s sword was cut to Mu, a sharp knife was blocked.
The sound of weapons and weapons smashing is exceptionally crisp.
"The emperor, you calm down a little, killing Muxi, we can't keep up with Jiangshan, let alone agree with Xiling and Beimo." Mu stopped his hand with a big knife and persuaded his face.
But where does he know that the current popularity is a psychiatric attack, not useful for persuasion.
The eyes that look like the enthusiasm are completely in the state of madness and excitement. The end of the sword is nothing more than a nerve that is more stimulating.
When the words of Mu Zhi just finished, the wind will once again raise the sword and smash it.
It is terrible for a mental patient to have an attack.
Mu Yan looked at the scene in front of him, only slanted his lips, walked out the door, and then told the people outside, without the order of the emperor, never allowed to enter.
When Mu Yan walked down the 30th floor and turned back, he saw the door of the Yang Xin Dian, and dyed a piece of bright blood, like the red maple leaf that fell in the snow, the only beautiful look.
Who is this blood that is not admired?
Until the wind was scattered with hair, and the blood was opened to open the door of the Heart Hall, the outside guards realized that something was wrong. Look at the refreshing to the apex O