The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 277

I don't know what Xiao Ruxuan said to offend Eunuch Lu, but Eunuch Lu's eyes turned red immediately, he intensified, and went madly to kick Jinbao.

Jin Bao was kicked until he vomited blood, but he clenched his teeth tightly and curled up, refusing to cry out.

Xiao Ruxuan, who was only seven years old, knelt on the ground and begged bitterly, but Eunuch Lu didn't stop.

Seeing that Jin Bao was dying, Xiao Ruxuan panicked completely, and tremblingly touched a piece of iron from his sleeve. This rusty piece of iron had been sharpened by him day after day. He slammed the iron piece into Eunuch Lu's back.

Blood gushed out all at once, and he was terrified, took a step back trembling, and suddenly fell to the ground.

Eunuch Lu turned around slowly, saw the crown prince fell to the ground, looked at him in horror, the hand holding the iron plate was covered with blood, he was obviously afraid of death, but he still held the iron plate tightly. Pian refused to let go, he showed a relieved smile.

Eunuch Lu looked down at him: "Your Highness, you really surprised me."

Xiao Ruxuan couldn't stop backing away.

Eunuch Lu approached step by step and smiled: "The hidden treasure is on your sleeve, which shows that you have the city in your heart, know how to assess the situation, and know how to hide your strength and bide your time."

"On the verge of extinction, keep your weapon in your hands, and always hold your destiny in your own hands. In the future, you will definitely become the emperor of destiny in the prophecy."

Xiao Ruxuan's eyes trembled with fright at his cold smile, he raised the iron plate in his hand and pointed it at Eunuch Lu: "Don't come here, don't come here."

Eunuch Lu continued to approach, and squatted in front of Xiao Ruxuan, pointing the iron piece at his neck: "His Royal Highness is so big, he hasn't killed anyone yet!"

Xiao Ruxuan's pupils shrank slightly, and the hand holding the iron plate trembled violently, but he never moved away.

"Slave, teach His Royal Highness how to kill people!" Eunuch Lu grabbed Xiao Ruxuan's hand, pinched his hand, and sent the iron piece forward.

"Pfft!" The iron piece pierced Eunuch Lu's neck, and blood gushed out from his neck.

Blood gushed out of Eunuch Lu's mouth, and he fell to the ground with a bang.

He is not dead yet.

With staring eyes, he stared desperately at Xiao Ruxuan who had fallen to the ground and had already lost his voice in fright.

"No, it wasn't me," Xiao Ruxuan dropped the iron piece in his hand with a bang, clasped his head in both hands, trembling, "It wasn't me, I, I didn't kill anyone, I didn't kill it, no..."

Xiao Ruxuan was stunned.

A palace maid with an expressionless face pushed the door in, carried Eunuch Lu's body on her back, and walked out silently.

Little Ruxuan scrambled to follow, with panic and panic on his face, watching the palace maid carry Eunuch Lu to a dry well, remove the stones on it, throw Eunuch Lu into the dry well, and then seal the dry well. live.

Xiao Ruxuan collapsed on the ground, and from that day on, there was another corpse in the dream of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, and another ghost pressing on his spine crying and mourning.

All the ghosts grinned and wanted to drag him into hell, and little Ruxuan did as they wished, and was dragged into hell by them.

Because, everyone thinks that he should stay in hell.

When taking the Wudu Pill, you need to use up all your strength. Ji Ruxuan's muscles were tense, and his internal organs were in constant pain. He was put on the torture rack like a sinner. Those evil spirits laughed sinisterly and rushed up with knives. , cutting his flesh and blood one by one, wanting to cut him into pieces, lying on his body and eating his flesh and blood, making him feel like a beast devouring his body, still not satisfied, wanting to throw him into the frying pan with a grinning grin Inside, frying in oil and burning in fire, burning the bones and burning the body.

pain.

It hurts.

His body was shaking violently.

Blue veins crawled all over his forehead, almost poking out from the flesh, bulging and bulging, as if even the blood vessels were about to burst.

There is no part of the body that does not hurt.

Yu Hengzi frowned, took another Wudu pill, and was about to feed it into his mouth.

"You're crazy," Yan Qing grabbed his hand, eyes reddened, "He's already at the limit, if he continues, he probably won't be able to hold on."

"The remaining poison is backlashing violently, and a Wudu pill can't suppress it." Yu Hengzi was also a little surprised, with a serious expression on his face, "He has already lost his kung fu, if he doesn't continue to take the Wudu pill, the remaining poison will eat away at his mind and make him feel sick. Go mad and become a murderous maniac."

Yan Qing let go with trembling hands.

Yu Hengzi opened Ji Ruxuan's mouth, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of it.

Wudu Pill entered his stomach, and he felt more severe pain.

Suddenly, there was a gloomy and cold force that pulled his strong consciousness down, and he fell deeper and deeper. His consciousness was nothingness, and he was lost in the boundless darkness and coldness.

All kinds of horrific scenes came into sight, the river of blood surged, countless corpses floated, and the river was blocked. The tragic situation was like hell on earth.

Another "Ji Ruxuan" held a long knife and rushed into the crowd with a grinning grin. He kept slashing and killing with the knife, blood kept splashing, screams kept ringing out, corpses kept falling down, and some people were crying and wanting to escape. , but his head was cut off with a single knife, and his body was still in a running posture just before falling down.

There was a voice that kept echoing in my head: "Kill, kill them, kill..."

"Ji Ruxuan" raised the knife, and there was a miserable cry.

He was destined to kill in this life.

In the eighteen floors of hell, only Abi is inseparable.

There is no sun or moonlight, thousands of billions of kalpas, continuous in this way, and there is no time to seek.

There is no time, no space, no receiver, and no ultimate experience.

……

The room was filled with a bloodthirsty killing intent, and a red mark appeared on the center of Ji Ruxuan's brows. He slowly opened his eyes, his scarlet eyes fixedly looked at Yan Qing.

The overwhelming killing intent enveloped Yan Qing, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his face turned pale. First, one leg was bent, and he knelt on the ground with one knee, and then he propped one hand on the ground. His body fell limply to the ground, and he struggled to get out of the tent in a strange posture, using his hands and feet together.

It was already dark outside, and my clothes were drenched in cold sweat.

The cool night wind blew on his face, he fell on the ground and panted rapidly, his throat filled with fishy sweetness again, and with a wow, he vomited out a mouthful of blood.

When the Lord looked at him with scarlet eyes, he felt that what he was facing was not a person, but a huge beast locked by heavy iron chains. It was roaring silently, roaring, and in the next moment, it was about to break through the heavy iron chains , tore at him.

The lingering poison of the Lord has repelled many times, but never has it been as terrifying as it is now.

There were footsteps in the quiet night.

Yan Qing got up immediately, wiped off the blood on the corner of her mouth, to make herself look less embarrassed, and saw Yingluo walking slowly supporting the weak Jiang Fuguang.

My heart was beating wildly, and cold sweat broke out again.

"Princess, you, you didn't take a good rest, why did you come here?" Yan Qing deliberately raised her voice, hoping that the master in the room could still maintain a little sense and wake up.

(End of this chapter)