Chapter 1,210 Companion Weapons 11

I didn't take this person seriously before, but I actually tricked him.

He also collected his Poison Soul Needle.

Ah…

Don't let him meet you again.

Watching the other party disappear into her space, Meng Li was not too disappointed. He glanced at the queen's body, which could only be regarded as a corpse now.

The queen was really unlucky and her counterattack failed. The current situation must be judged after she has completed the task.

If God is satisfied with this ending, the queen will have no choice but to die.

If what you do makes Tiandao dissatisfied, things are likely to become complicated.

Wu Xiang raised his head and looked at Meng Li and asked:

"Your face is so pretty."

"You look so good, do you want to deceive others?"

Meng Li did not answer Wu Xiang's question, but directly returned the net wrapped around the poisonous soul needle to Wu Xiang and said:

"Put it away for me first, okay?"

Wuxiang: "...Okay."

It put the net up.

Meng Li asked again:

"Do you want to go back?"

Wuxiang: "I want to come out and bask in the sun."

"Then don't talk. People in this world have never seen someone like you who can talk. Don't scare them."

Because Wu Xiang had done Meng Li a favor just now, Meng Li spoke inexplicably softly now.

Much less indifferent.

But Wu Xiang was shocked and he shut his mouth.

Just stopped talking.

Shouldn't he be allowed to speak?

And he's not used to this sudden tenderness. Hey,

Do you dare to continue to be indifferent to him? He is already used to it!

Meng Li twisted Wu Xiang with his left hand, made a space with his right hand to put the queen's body, and then built a space passage to go to the palace.

Her face turned blue, her mental sphere was really tortured too much.

After all the fuss tonight, the cracks in the spirit ball seemed to be getting more serious. Meng Li still can't figure it out. Looking at the spirit ball as strong as a diamond, how can it crack so easily?

As expected, the king was killed by the queen and died suddenly in bed.

In fact, that person's tasks are really simple and violent, and he always looks like he is anxious to return to the system space.

The disdain for doing tasks is overwhelming. Is doing tasks so disdainful?

She, Meng Li, did it with gusto and in a down-to-earth manner, probably because the other party had better sources of resources, so she was disdainful.

Currently, I can only obtain resources by completing tasks, and I also have to meet the organization's task quantity requirements.

She set her sights on the queen's body. If the real queen simply wanted to take revenge on the king, the king would be dead now, but the mission failed because she could not come back to continue living. She could see the hatred without having to expend soul power. people suffer retribution.

Not too bad.

But if her client is also involved, it is indeed not what the queen wants, and she may still feel a little unwilling.

Meng Li placed the queen's body next to the king. No one would know the real cause of their death. Tomorrow there would be someone else as the king of this country.

The eldest prince is sixteen or seventeen years old? But the second prince is only ten years old, right?

Both were born to the queen, so I didn’t know who would be the new king. Unsurprisingly, it was the eldest prince, but Meng Li hoped it would be the second prince. The second prince was still young, so he wouldn’t want to get her.

He was worried that the eldest prince had some thoughts. It was not that Meng Li was narcissistic, but that this might be the case.

Forget it, let nature take its course, it seems that the eldest prince has a fiancée.

Meng Li looked at the corpses of the king and queen and thought about it for a while. Wu Xiang couldn't help it anymore, and he said:

"What's so interesting about these two corpses?"

His eyes shone slightly in the dark night as he looked at Meng Li.

Asked again:

"Why do people in this world look like this? It feels weird."

Meng Li was thinking about something and just said casually:

"I don't know either. Just get used to it. Each one has its own characteristics."

Feeling Meng Li's perfunctory attitude, Wu Xiang smacked his lips and pulled it out hastily, but he was still sleeping.

Now that I'm done with it, I'm starting to deal with him.

Meng Li came back to his senses, glanced at Wuxiang in his hand, and said:

"When we get back, I'll buy you something to eat."

Wuxiang: "No, I'm not a child."

Meng Li: "You are."

Wuxiang: "..."

Too lazy to argue.

No way to argue.

Meng Li returned to the Earl's Mansion. She looked exhausted after taking a bath, and her mental balls were still aching. She didn't want to practice any more and planned to sleep. When she walked to the bedside, she suddenly saw the ball with countless poisonous soul needles stuck to it. The net lay on her bed.

"Red pig..." Meng Li shouted calmly and gently.

Wu Xiang rolled over from the other end of the bed and said:

"I'm not a pig."

Meng Li: "Why do you put sticky things on my bed? Can I still sleep?"

Wu Xiang glanced at Meng Li's eyes, then silently put the net away again, and said to Meng Li:

"I have erased the mark on it, and now it is ownerless."

"I thought you wanted it."

Meng Li: "I don't want it now, but if you like it, you can keep it."

The sight of densely packed silver needles appeared in Wuxiang's mind, and his first sense was not very good. He shook his head.

Then he closed his eyes, apparently treating Meng Li's bed as his own.

Meng Li stretched out his hand and pushed Wuxiang:

"Go down, I'm going to sleep."

Wuxiang whispered:

"I only slept half of it. It's very uncomfortable for me to sleep without anything to lay my head on."

Meng Li: "..."

If I had known better, I wouldn't have bought a nest for Wu Xiang. If he hadn't bought a nest, he could sleep anywhere. But if he bought a nest, he would have to sleep in a soft and comfortable place.

She sighed, turned around and went to sleep in another room. There were more rooms at home.

The next morning the maid knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened the door. Meng Li walked out from next door and said to the maid:

"I'm already up."

The maid asked in surprise:

"Miss, why are you resting nearby? Is there something wrong with this room? Please tell me and I will deal with it."

Meng Li shook his head and said:

"It's okay, just a sudden thought."

The maid no longer insisted on this matter, but Meng Li said with a sad face:

"Miss, the count and countess went to the palace again. They were in a hurry. Something big must have happened. Let me tell you to wait for the news patiently at the palace and not to go to the palace."

Meng Li: "Okay."

It seems that the count and his wife already know the news that the king and queen are dead, and they are worried that she will run away after learning the news.

There must be a lot of people in that kind of scene, and her beauty will attract more people to covet her.

While Meng Li was having breakfast, Li Jia walked up to Meng Li and said:

"I didn't get much comfort last night."

Meng Li said lightly, Li Jia glanced at Meng Li and said:

"The king and queen are dead, I heard from the count."

Meng Li was shocked at first, and then sad. She seemed to be unable to swallow anything in grief, and murmured:

"This is so sudden, how could it happen?"