Chapter 128: Son of Heaven (15)

Knifes one after another stabbed Wen Yue, she felt dull pain like Ling Chi, and the crazy screams of these attendants made Wen Yue a kind of fear from the bottom of her heart.
Madman, madman? !
How do these natives know that they are transversals? Knowing how they dare to attack themselves, shouldn't they believe in her as a god? !
Do they know what kind of existence they are dealing with? Just let her go out and let her leave this test world, she will let them die without a place to bury them, die a thousand times and ten thousand times! !
Wen Yue roared like a beast, and a hateful flame was burning in her eyes. She had already thought about the way these people would die, and she would not let them die so easily-as a military prostitute. Skin and bones were peeled and made into human urns. After death, their bones were thwarted and ashes, and their souls were scattered...
But the reality at this time is very different from Wen Yue's imagination. Not only did they not stop because of their own threats to alleviate the punishment they would suffer in the future, it was even more cruel and painful to start!
This mortal body caused Wen Yue to cry unconsciously and begging for mercy. The pain made her confused, but what tortured Wen Yue even more was the shame born from the bottom of her heart.
Has she ever encountered such treatment?
Such a situation even reminds Wen Yue of how he was when he was the most humble, damn, damn, damn!
But it hurts... It hurts, it hurts!
"Stop your hands, stop your hands...!" Wen Yue's subconscious begging for mercy did not stop these attendants. They were suppressed by fear and the death caused by these hosts to go crazy. This is the best opportunity to vent.
Wen Yue didn't know how long she could hold on. Her makeup is all spent, her hair is messy, and blood stains are everywhere. At this moment, she is not a pampered concubine, but she is like a prisoner.
Even at this time, she did not forget to swear and spit out all kinds of foul language, showing her own dirty nature to the fullest.
The ugly face displayed in this way was called Gu Huijun, who was accustomed to the babble of the barracks and couldn't help frowning, looking at several hosts with more disgust in his eyes.
They even laid out their own evil deeds after possessing the system in the chaos of consciousness one by one, and their voices were all showing off and lofty, as if they were doing all these things justified and killed by them. People are more than dead!
And these "deeds" are auxiliary evidence of the threats they used to give the attendants.
What is this like...? ! The aborigines such as Gu Huijun and others could not fully understand the content of the host's words, but they also dislike it physically...
They stared at these hosts, really wishing to attack several hosts like attendants, with inexplicable anger surging in their chests.
Luo Zhifeng understood everything--
To sacrifice the entire small world, use the body of a loyal and patriotic soldier in the small world to collaborate with the enemy and treason, to deceive the small world into zombies, let mothers, children, husband and wife, brothers kill each other...
The scenes of this tragedy are a kind of show off to the hosts, a medal.
Owner...Systems, really it. A clear killing intent flashed in Luo Zhifeng's eyes, but the expression on his face was still faint. He told Gu Huijun: "Pull them away, they are still useful."
The sergeants were ordered to pull the frantic attendants away one by one. They did not really go crazy, but broke out amidst the increasing pressure of the host's terrible behavior, which also made it less difficult to stop their actions.
Luo Zhifeng watched Wen Yue's maid crying and laughing, shaking her whole body and almost unable to stand still, but a dagger fell on her foot, and she was one of the craziest people when she attacked Wen Yue. .
Wen Yue and the others were also pulled up, hastily stopped the bleeding, so as not to lose too much blood and die.
Wen Yue's body was trembling subconsciously because of the waves of residual pain. She shivered for a while before she gradually returned to the cage, and gradually saw Luo Zhifeng sitting in front of her clearly.
As soon as she paired Luo Zhifeng’s eyes, Wen Yue felt a tremor for some reason, but she clenched her teeth and tasted the smell of blood in her mouth: "It's you! You betrayed me? You this. "
"Who is the master behind you? My palace usually treats you not badly, but you are willing to be the servant of others, and the nasty things of flattery!"
Wen Yue's eyes were red with hatred. She expected that the person behind Luo Zhifeng must be a host she hadn't found a trace of. This woman must be a shameless ugly woman hiding so deeply.
And this Luo Zhifeng usually looks like a cold, clear moon, but he doesn't know how to please the woman who has hidden her whereabouts!
It's a cheap embryo!
Wen Yue didn't know that her words not only failed to devalue Luo Zhifeng, but also made the faces of the surrounding sergeants look weird, as if they had heard something magical.
Luo Zhifeng seemed to ignore Wen Yue's vulgar words, and the wheelchair moved a few steps forward and said slowly:
"My mother treats me not thinly, how is she not thin? Do you want to accept me as a male pet, or make me a living puppet, like those living dead who serve you?"
His words were like thunder struck Wen Yue's heart, which was no less than her biggest secret being pierced, and it also made Wen Yue's eyes widened in horror.
How does an aboriginal and a small aboriginal know so many things? !
Luo Zhifeng coughed a few times, smiled lightly, and then counted it down carefully: "I am not a doctor with special powers, and I have to thank your cousin for his timely misleading. I will send you the Western The planting method can not be effective, it is just a means to win your trust.
Are people like empresses equipped with the methods that can be used? "
Wen Yue was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, his face flushed, and his face looked pretty: "All fake?! From the beginning, you deliberately approached me? You, you!"
Wen Yue's stomach was twitching, wishing to spit out a few mouthfuls of sour water. After so long, she actually knew nothing about Luo Zhifeng's deliberate approach, and she even gave Luo Zhifeng a wedding dress for everything she did. This is ironic!
Wen Yue felt that she had been slapped severely, her face burning.
The identity of the sergeant is a fake. She also treated Luo Zhifeng as a guest, and tried every means to give him all kinds of help, and took the initiative to lead these rebellious courtiers to the palace...
She is simply, she is simply leading a wolf into the room!
Wen Yue screamed hysterically, with red eyes, as if fighting between trapped beasts, and just wanting to relieve her suffocation. She sneered and said: "Do you think that...you can become the king of the Yuan Dynasty? Are you disabled?"
Her eyes recklessly struck Luo Zhifeng who was sitting in a wheelchair, and stared nakedly at Gu Huijun, provoking and saying: "Will they just be so willing to submit to a crippled disability? Why don't you be a soldier? Be in this position!"
Luo Zhifeng did not move, but Gu Huijun moved first. With a wave of his hand, he instructed the sergeant to seal the mouths of several hosts.
Gu Huijun's eyes fell heavily on Wen Yue, and he calmly said: "There is no need to instigate and agitate ideas. I, we are not interested in this position in Yuan Guo!"
"I'm afraid that a demon like you won't know our mood... We just want to go home!"
Yes, go home!
"...Go home." Sergeant after sergeant muttered, nostalgic and hopeful, the divine light in their eyes could almost condense countless stars and gather invisible power.
The hosts were actually deterred by the torrent of this group of voices. They stared at these sergeants with absurd eyes, staring at these sergeants who did not desire power at all, only a sense of powerlessness and absurdity of punching cotton with their fists. feel.
All this makes the hosts feel uncontrollable inexplicably... What an intoxicating power, can't they move a bit? !
What a weird little world this is! !
The hosts don’t understand, can’t understand! So they were shivering and trembling unconsciously, feeling the chills that hit their hearts.
Wen Yue held back the continuous pain and stared at Luo Zhifeng with only one pair of eyes. She didn't believe it, these people were talking bullshit! She must watch this disability die so betrayed and frustrated by others, this is enough to solve her fodder of being fooled!
But for some reason, she felt cold in her heart for Luo Zhifeng's smile, as if she had foreseen what would happen soon!
In order to suppress this unreasonable coldness, Wen Yue called the system in her heart: "When can I return to the system space?"
"When I go back, you must pay the price—"
She heard a pleasing system voice: "Soon." This made Wen Yue back to the center, and continued to moan and moan for the continuous pain in her body, watching how Luo Zhifeng Naobu called him later You can’t live but die.
She didn't know that the red light flashing in the eyes of the system machinery was an expression of anger and anxiety to the extreme. Yuan Wang died, the imperial concubine hosts were surrounded and lost their competitiveness, courtier hosts died one by one... This has already touched the bottom line of the system!
So many hosts have combined a small world together, and they have the power to match the natives... and they can develop to such a bad situation.
In the last second they had time to discuss the life and death of the betting on the host of the palace concubine, but in the next second they were eager to jump their feet.
What makes the systems feel that they are out of control most is that...the hosts located in the imperial palace are nothing more than that. Why are the hosts in various places far away from the Yuan Dynasty imperial palace losing consciousness one by one?
It is as if they have been locked in, being "hunted" consciously.
At this critical moment of the game, this is no less than destroying the bargaining chip on the side of the system, making it worse!
On Yuanguo Avenue, there was a scene where a soldier of Yuanguo rubbed his hair and talked with another person: "Are the people who ordered the restriction infected?"
"Hey..." He shrank his neck, "Then I have to dress more tightly."
Not long ago, at the moment when the tiger talisman broke, another "sacred decree" issued by the dead Yuan Wang was being passed out without any hindrance.
This is why the system feels that the number of hosts capable of action is continuously decreasing.
A false imperial decree from the hosts, but not a false imperial decree from Luo Zhifeng, was sensational and widespread--
And in the Yuan Dynasty imperial palace, there was finally a system that turned its attention to what can be said to have caused this series of changes, Luo Zhifeng.
From this point of view, the data of this system is almost disordered: "Congenital insufficiency, the master system's handwriting...this sage, this sage is..."
"The prince of the Liang Dynasty... our biggest obstacle, why is he here?!"
At this moment, Luo Zhifeng smiled coldly as if he had seen the cold-hearted systems through the void.