The First Thousand Three Hundred and Ninety-One Chapters, the Prosperous Woman, Do You Wear Books? (Eighty Eight)
"Just you? Want to kill me?" Ranbai sneered and curled his lips, "Learn more, you didn't know where I was when I existed."
Strength crushing.
"Take her down and send her back to the Four Kings Mansion." Ranbai instructed the guards.
"Yes!"
Luo Xining was brutally captured by the guards, took away, and threw it back to the Four Kings Mansion.
Luo Xining was helpless, and the feeling of waiting for death was always a torment that went deep into the bone marrow. This despair almost drove people crazy.
"One minute and thirty-two seconds remaining."
Luo Xining's eyes were dull, and he sat on the ground without any image, but his body trembled violently.
"Fifty-nine seconds remaining."
"Fifty-eight seconds remaining."
Every sound was the biggest torture for Luo Xining.
The system did not expect that the host of its contract would be so useless.
The mission target is dying, and the hatred value is still zero.
instead,
The host's hatred value is as high as 95% against the mission target.
A trace of pity passed through System No. 13's heart.
"Three seconds left."
"Two seconds left."
"One second left."
"No!" Accompanied by Luo Xining's hysterical shouting, the system prompt sound has reached the last second.
Immediately afterwards, it seemed that the whole world went quiet.
Suffocating depression.
It was as if a needle fell on the ground and could be heard clearly.
Luo Xining's expression was crazy and crazy, and it was obvious that he had fallen into the deepest despair.
But……
After Luo Xining roared, there was no abnormality.
Time passed by minute by minute.
System No. 13 calmly checked the status of the mission target, slightly surprised, and then calmly told Luo Xi Ningtong: "The mission target crisis has been resolved, the January Poison Poison has disappeared, and the current health is 100%, please rest assured, the host. "
When Luo Xining heard the sound, she stared blankly at Ten Thousand, "Me, I'm not dead?"
"Yes, host, you are not dead." System No. 13 said dutifully.
Luo Xining stared straight ahead, not knowing what she was thinking.
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Because the Seventh Prince is extremely poisonous,
The current queen even postponed her own birthday banquet.
But,
on the last day,
a miracle happened,
A mysterious doctor came to the Seven Princes Mansion, and with one hand, he was superb in medical skills.
only,
Just when the reward was about to be given, the doctor had already disappeared without a trace.
It is indeed a pity.
However, the master has always liked to be alone, and even if it is a pity, he has not sent anyone to look for it.
The Seventh Prince recovered from a serious illness, and the Nvzun country was rejoicing.
at the same time,
The birthday banquet, which has been postponed for a long time, will also be held.
Seven Palaces,
Ranbai stared at the progress bar for a long time, and opened his lips slightly: "You said, the hatred value is only one percent worse?"
Stuck at ninety-nine percent, motionless.
Feng Luo: "Cough, yes."
Ranbai supported his chin with one hand and looked at the progress bar thoughtfully. For a long time, a cool smile appeared on his lips.
A plot after the birthday banquet is also the last plot in which Luo Xining is the fourth prince in the script.
usurped.
After that, Luo Xining followed the Queen's script.
"Uspering the throne..." Ranbai spit out these two words unhurriedly, and the voice lingering between the thin lips and the words made people feel inexplicably chilling.
Gee.
the last one,
It's drama.
birthday party,
In the majestic royal palace,
On a luxurious banquet
The festivals are staggered, singing and dancing are peaceful, and it is very lively.
In the middle of the hall is a handsome man with a gorgeous dancing posture. His gestures are all graceful, and his pink sleeves like cherry blossoms swept through the air in beautiful arcs.