The evil king spoils his wife excessively: love concubine, don't make trouble

Chapter 212 Love ([-])
Along the way, speechless.

Finally, when they came to a broken road, the man waved his hand, and the glass-made wall became transparent. The man walked in first, followed by Mo Xiaoyu Dongling Xuanming.

Mo Xiaoyu was very curious, what would be inside, and it would take so many detours to get there.

Along the way, Mo Xiaoyu observed the route, but every time they left a place, the original road would disappear. It can only be said that it was either an illusion or...

Mo Xiaoyu squinted her eyes and looked at the man in front of her, wondering what she was thinking.

The man seemed unaware of Mo Xiaoyu's gaze, without any change.

Mo Xiaoyu was hugged tightly by Dong Ling Xuanming, and she no longer had that coldness.

For some reason, my heart warmed up with the temperature of my body.

It was that strange feeling again.

Mo Xiaoyu's eyes darkened.

What came into view was a piece of snow-white, and the entire space was filled with ice. Although Mo Xiaoyu didn't feel any coldness, seeing the air-conditioning emitted by the ice gave off some psychological changes.

This air is cold, absolutely cold.

Ice covered the entire space, and even the ground under Mo Xiaoyu's feet had already frozen.

Such an environment is simply an ice room.

There was an altar in the center of the space, and on the wall of the altar was a coffin made of colored glaze. From a distance, the value of the colored glaze was much higher than the colored glaze she had seen outside.

The man approached the coffin, and finally stopped in front of the coffin, gently stroking the lid of the coffin, stroking it one by one, his face full of fascination.

Mo Xiaoyu approached, and when she saw the person inside the coffin, she was also taken aback for a moment. The person inside, Nongsa, must be the most beautiful woman she has ever seen in her life!

The skin is as creamy, the eyes are closed, the eyelashes are long and dense, there is a slight smile on the corner of the lips, the curvature is just right, every part is as if carefully carved by God, it is so delicate that it is incredible.

With arms crossed, she lay quietly in the glazed coffin.

Suddenly, Mo Xiaoyu heard a "pop", and then turned her head, only to see that the man who was calm before was now crying.

Mo Xiaoyu watched quietly without interrupting.

The woman in the coffin is also dressed in white. If one ignores that the woman is lying in the coffin now, I am afraid that standing together with the man will surely form a peaceful picture of time.

stay in the heart.

Realizing his gaffe, the man turned his head with a hint of apology in his eyes.

It is completely different from the previous attitude.

Mo Xiaoyu's eyes flickered, and then she asked, "What's wrong with her?" Pursing her lips, Mo Xiaoyu frowned.

Mo Xiaoyu could tell that the woman in the glazed coffin was not human.

A look of pain flashed in the man's eyes, and then he said slowly, "She has been poisoned with ice."

Meth? !
Mo Xiaoyu's eyes widened.

It's not that she has never heard of this kind of poison, so the environment in this space is because of the woman in front of her.

The toxicity of methamphetamine is extremely domineering. After being hit by methamphetamine, the body will feel cold, and it can even affect the air strongly. Obviously, the woman's methamphetamine is already at the level of terminal illness.

The woman's methamphetamine has completely frozen the space with a thick layer of ice, which can be seen from here, the degree of poisoning.

(End of this chapter)