C85 (2/2)

The assassin's face turned white, then red, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. After enduring for a long time, he finally couldn't hold it in any longer, spitting out another mouthful of blood. The blood umbrella then covered Fugui's entire body. Fugui's face didn't change. He smiled and didn't move his right hand. Suddenly, an invisible shield appeared in front of him. The blood mist stopped in midair. Fugui flicked his right hand and the blood mist rushed back to his source at an even faster speed. With a few muffled sounds, the assassin groaned. His face became even more pale than before!

The assassin spat out a mouthful of blood, as if he had no interest in talking anymore. No matter how tempting this old man was, he was still looking at him with a cold and disdainful gaze. Finally, this expression caused the rich and powerful to become lively.

F * ck you! You're so jealous that I have something, then you must not have that thing anymore, right? Right! It must be! What this palace lacks the most is something. I want to see why you are so jealous of your father.

Swish!

”Woah ~ ~ ~”

Ah!

Shua! The assassin's pants were ripped apart. He could not accept the fact that Fugui had ripped open his pants, nor could he imagine Fugui trying to rip his pants. Ah, it was called by the wealthy. He had been provoked! He saw a wondrous scene in the world, something that he would never be able to forget for the rest of his life.

That was the crotch of a eunuch! That was a miracle! The rich man's eyes were wide open like an ox's! It was filled with shock, and its mouth was wide open. He could almost compete for his own Eggy.

”What's the matter, your brother?” Bao Yue once again wandered between dream and reality.

”Oh, it's nothing. Hehe, remember, in the future when there's no one else, you have to call me brother!” Fugui suddenly felt a little happy.

The little girl mumbled a reply.

Fugui took a few deep breaths and ran outside. His mind felt refreshed. He suddenly remembered what happened this morning? That Consort Hu, could it be her? The moment Fugui thought of her, he was almost certain that she was the one who sent him. She was the only one who cared so much about her own identity. If someone in the palace had suddenly taken a great interest in her, other than those few people, they would not do such a thing to her. Hehe, I will let you know how powerful I am!

I will definitely let you know my power! Fugui turned around and returned to his room. He decided to stop breathing since he had to close his eyes for a few hours. There was no other feeling.

”Say it, do you know that fox spirit?” Wealth leisurely sat on the bed as he spoke.

At this moment, the assassin's face was already contorted to the point that he didn't know what kind of face it was. In any case, it looked similar, just that it didn't look like a face. A pair of murky old eyes, aside from anger, were filled with hatred. The frozen blood at the corner of his mouth once again added new motivation as it gurgled down. It was probably the blood from his mouth, so he must have gritted his teeth. Wealth and evil speculation.

It was unknown when the assassin's open legs had closed, but this made the stimulated wealth feel better. If he had been facing her, he would have fainted without even asking her.