Chapter 110: Buy a dead man to play

The sky was completely clear, and the main hall was still silent, without any movement.
"Prince, this is all a stick of incense! What should happen is almost happening!" The guards beside him reminded in a low voice.
With a thought of the prince, a man had a chance to give a woman to xxoo within the time of a stick of incense.
Could it be that Ling Luoyu is doing business? !
This is a great opportunity!
"Flush!"
With a cry, the prince rushed in.
In the main hall, Ling Luoyu was sitting leisurely drinking tea.
She looked down and chuckled as if she hadn't seen the bright swords around her.
"The hospitality of the Prince's Mansion is really different!"
Feather eyelashes trembled slightly, she suddenly raised her eyes to look at the prince.
The murderous Fengrui that was folded from the depths of the black eyes made the prince's heart tremble fiercely, and a layer of cold sweat oozes out of his back for no reason.
"Young Master Ben has been sitting here for a long time, but a maid came to serve tea, and after the tea, she was gone... The prince will bring someone in with a knife and gun? What do you mean? ?!"
The prince's eyes turned sharply, looking for Jucheng's trace: "The prince's mansion just broke into an assassin, and the prince is taking someone to arrest it!"
"Is the prince looking for someone?"
Ling Luoyu laid down the tea cup leisurely and walked to the large wooden box on one side.
"I have someone here, I don't know if the prince is looking for him!"
With a bad feeling in his heart, the prince stepped forward: "Who?"
Ling Luoyu kicked the lid of the wooden box with his foot, and the smell of rotting came out.
The bald head's death shape and the rotten breath made the prince surging in his belly, and he couldn't help turning around and vomiting wildly.
"Prince!" The guards beside him wanted to step forward.
"Retreat!" The prince paled and waved his hand and shouted: "Retreat, retreat! All retreat to the door...Go away!!!"
Ling Luoyu sent a dead person over, he must have ulterior motives and fearless.
In front of him, Ling Luoyu was close to the ear of the prince, and his voice was like the undead of Jiuyou Hell, cold into the soul.
"Prince, I'm sorry, the weather is too hot, this person will have a smell after death...Next time I will pay attention!"
The prince's pupils shrank suddenly: "Did you kill him?"
Ling Luoyu smiled evilly, turned around and sat down leisurely.
"Prince, you really look down on me! How can I do that? If you can spend money to hire a murderer, can't I pay to kill someone?!"
The prince vomited everything in his abdomen, then panted and sat down beside Ling Luoyu.
"Ling Luoyu, what did you intend to carry a dead person to the mansion of this prince!?"
"Sell it to you!"
"Sell……"
Sell ​​the dead to him? ?
"You sell... sell the dead man to this prince?!" The prince violently said, "Ling Luoyu, you took the wrong medicine?"
"The prince doesn't want to buy?"
"Nonsense! This prince is not a fool, why should I spend money on you as a dead man?!"
Ling Luoyu stood up leisurely: "If the prince doesn't want to buy it, let me go and sell it to others!"
The prince stepped forward and stopped in front of her: "Who are you going to sell to?"
Ling Luoyu looked down at his fingertips, feeling contented: "I don't know... But I think there are so many brothers in the prince, there will always be a few who have special habit and like to buy dead people to play..."
Buy dead people to play? !
The muscles on the Prince's face jumped sharply, and Ling Luoyu accurately determined his death spot.
The emperor has been reprimanding him for doing things too publicly, contrary to the rule of the prince, and the warning is obvious in his words, which has greatly abolished him.
The emperor is so, let alone his brothers.
They all stared at him one by one, all waiting to see him deposed.
Once this matter is grasped by other princes, his prince's seat must be suspended.