Chapter 132: Feng Ruo's revenge on the old king

The skull smiled and said, "I am a slave of Feng Ruchu, named Xiaobai. Are you surprised that a slave can speak?"
Where did the old king have seen this formation? He was so scared that a skull could speak. This situation was too weird for the old king, and he drew back in fear. One accidentally stumbled on the throne and fell to the ground, so he slumped on the ground, resting his hands on the ground, staring at the skull, and hiding back like a terrifying creature he had never seen before.
Feng's sly smile, like a snake, approached the old king step by step.
An old man with white hair wearing a crown and an imperial robe is pressed step by step by a blue-haired boy with a skull in his hands. This style should not be too weird.
The old king was forced by Feng Ruchu to the corner of the wall that he could not retreat. He raised his head and looked at Feng Ruchu in horror. Since he was sitting on the ground, Feng Ruchu was standing in front of him. From the perspective, he felt a great sense of oppression.
"My father-in-law, I just came to propose."
This time, in order to relieve the tension, Feng Ruchu tried his best to make himself smile more cute. He reached out and grabbed the old king's shirt and picked him up like a chicken.
Although the old king was very scared, he shook his head resolutely.
"No, I advise you not to have that dream, my daughter is a goddess!"
Hearing this answer, the smile on Feng Ruchu's face immediately disappeared. He stared at the wrinkled face of the old king, his narrow violet eyes flashing unpleasantly.
"Then, there is no way at all." Feng Ruchu sneered, and pointed out his sword, chanting the spell silently.
A series of obscure spells sounded.
The old king who was pierced by the curse had a splitting headache. He clutched his head and screamed like a pig, "Don't read it, don't read it anymore, stop."
How could Feng Ruchu let him go? Two years ago, he instructed his guards to torture him into a dog because he proposed to his daughter and his people, who ganged up and beat him up. These humiliations must be To repay, he must pay the price.
It was too late for the old king to escape. He felt his body froze in place, unable to move at all, even the hand he raised could not be retracted.
Feng Ru was expressionless and continued to chant the spell.
A puff of black smoke from the skull entangled the old king's raised hand like a snake. After the black smoke passed, the muscles and skin on his hand seemed to be peeled off layer by layer, and finally disappeared. Gone.
Only the shocking Bai Sensen's hand bones remained.
The old king saw his hands become bones, and he was so frightened that he was limp, but suffering from the control of his body, he had to maintain a standing posture, otherwise he would have sat down.
"How did my hand become like this? No, stop quickly and stop chanting." The old king pleaded with a cry.
Feng Ruchu smiled mischievously, "Then father-in-law, are you willing to marry me your daughter now?"
I thought the old king was so scared, he would definitely agree.
Who knows that when the old king heard this, he immediately roared like chicken blood, "No! Don't dream, I will never marry your daughter to you, an orphan who has nothing and is under the fence."
These words obviously stimulated Feng Ru's fragile nerves, so he accelerated the frequency and speed of the spell. This time, the black smoke wrapped his entire arm tightly. Of course, that arm became a bone in a blink of an eye.
"No, please, stop chanting terrible spells." The old king wept loudly.
A person who was so scared to cry, he must be really scared, and this person is still an old man with the identity of a king.
Feng Ruchu snorted coldly and said, "Let me ask you one more sentence, are you willing to marry me your daughter now?"
The old king whimpered and shook his head, "No, never!"
"Since you are so stubborn, now!" The old man's persistence angered Feng Ru, so he continued to chant the curse wildly.
The black smoke enveloped the entire lower body of the old king. The old king realized what would happen soon and cried even more sadly, but even so, when Feng Ruchu looked at him with questioning eyes, he shook his head vigorously.
"No! Impossible. Never possible."
The old king had to watch his lower body turn into bones.
Feng Ru had been mad by the old man’s stubbornness. He coldly looked at the old king whose hand, his arm and his lower body, turned into bones, but he still maintained the posture of raising the bone that turned into bones. .
"Then I will ask you one last time, would you marry me your daughter?"
The old king cried with tears on his face, but he never compromised on this issue. He shook his head like a rattle, "No! No! No! Even if you kill me, I will never marry my daughter to you." ."
Feng Ruchu gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that I have to ask her personally." Then he told the skull, "Xiao Bai, you know what to do."
The skull said, "Master, I understand."
In an instant, thicker black smoke gushed from between the teeth of the skull, enveloping the old king.
No matter how the old king wept and pleaded in the black smoke, the wind remained unmoved.
In about half a cup of tea, the wind chanted the curse and collected the black smoke.
The old king found himself turned into a skeleton man, screamed and fainted.
Feng Ruchu stroked the smooth cranium of the skull and said softly, "Xiao Bai, we can go to Princess Musk now."
The skull said, "As you wish, Master."
The wind strode like a meteor, walked through the familiar moon cave gate towards the Baihua Palace.
Before reaching the entrance of Baihua Palace, he smelled the familiar fragrance.
At that moment, Feng Ruchu was astonished at his olfactory memory, and he could clearly distinguish her scent two years ago.
The palace was empty, and no guards and maids were seen, probably all ran away.
The wind entered the garden of the Baihua Palace as before, but the exotic flowers were fragrant and the exotic grasses flourished. The garden was no different from two years ago, except that there was no beautiful woman.
He turned around in the garden, thinking that when he saw Princess Musk Moon back then, she was standing next to a pot of flowers in the garden, what expression and posture she was, her shocking beauty and her gleaming under the moonlight His beautiful eyes make him miss to this day.
He came to the princess' window like two years ago, but didn't have the courage to knock on the window. After two years, he still wanted to see her but was afraid of seeing her.
Although he had just told the old king that he would propose to her personally, once he really came to her window, he found that he still didn't have the courage to confess to her.
He knew she must be there, because he heard the footsteps of Xixi Suosuo coming from the window. Just now, there seemed to be a woman's shadow flashed by the window paper. Although the time was short, Feng Ruchu believed that he had no dazzling, that figure. It should be her.