Chapter 2275 The White Moonlight on the Heart of the Tyrant (63)

Anyone who knows a little about the inside story in the palace knows that Young Master Yu's doting on the twelve princesses is a completely conniving attitude, but on the contrary, for the eleventh prince, it seems a bit serious.

For this,

Others are also very confused, who knows what Mr. Yu is thinking?

…

The flowing water is gurgling, the moss is still there, and it is late autumn in a blink of an eye.

Ranbai leaned there lightly, the youth in snow clothes looked paler, even more pale than Ciyue, she quietly lowered her eyes, coughed lightly, and asked Feng Luo: "How many systems have you devoured?"

"Four." Feng Luo replied vaguely: "I didn't say that, it's true, the taskers on this plane are simply beyond the standard, I rely on stimulation."

There was a treacherous arc on the corner of the dyed white lips, but when he raised his eyes, the light in his eyes was clear, like a clear mist in the sky, "There are still many taskers inside and outside the palace, devour them one by one, don't worry."

Feng Luo: "..."

Feng Luo silently dismembered the data of the system he captured just now, hiccupped, and merged the data of several systems at once, it was almost going insane.

The ghost knows what kind of idea is it looking at the host's appearance of being noble and indifferent on the surface, secretly planning and killing the situation step by step.

Those who have been close to Chu Huai, and who have made it clear that they must attack Chu Huai, have been hunted and killed by Ranbai first.

Feng Luo was amazed,

You don't want to provoke someone in the sickly world, they just like that one person, but in the end you still want to grab him with malicious intentions. For Bingjiao's extremely sick temperament, isn't that courting death?

Feng Luo looked at the hero halo that the system had awarded to the host, and sighed faintly.

It's really not an illusion of closure.

It feels like its own host, and it especially wants to be the cold, black-bellied male protagonist with a bit of a sickly attribute like a banished fairy in other novels.

Feng Luo felt ashamed that he had such an idea now.

But it felt like it was right.

From the time the host traveled to this world to the present,

The ladies who are proposing to marry in the capital have already lined up outside the capital.

Feng Luo obviously disdains this,

Simply insane.

Today is Chu Huai's birthday, so naturally a banquet was held in the palace.

In fact, Chu Huai is not interested in holding such a banquet when he is bored.

There is nothing worth mentioning about a palace banquet, the only novelty, no, to be precise, it is shocking.

A minister was not afraid of death at the banquet and proposed to Chu Huai about filling the harem.

This is another martyr after the minister who proposed this matter died first.

It's a pity that after playing for only three seconds, he was already dragged down and hacked.

#Kill people if they don't agree#

#This tyrant is violent#

Although some ministers remonstrated that blood should not be seen at the birthday banquet, they were also sent back by Chu Huai's sullen words that you are going to accompany him, and dared not speak any more.

Everyone expressed strong condemnation for the merciless behavior of some people in the harem of the young emperor who never stepped into the harem. Instead, they faced each beauties and pulled them out from time to time to chop one up when they got excited.

Unless he is terminally ill, fearless of life and death, and extraordinary.

It was already late at night after the birthday banquet, and the whole banquet could not be called very pleasant.

Chu Huai didn't care about that either, it wasn't interesting.

From late autumn to early winter, the roads along the way are paved with a thin layer of ice, and white snow falls on the eaves, on the treetops, and on the frozen surface.

"It's cold, remember to wear a cloak." A black fox fur was covered by someone from behind, and then came the man's pleasant voice.

Chu Huai reached out and rubbed the tips of his ears. What is this person doing with such a good voice?

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