The scumbag provoked the blackened male god again

Chapter 352 One Day as a Teacher [30]

Tan Xiucheng was dissatisfied: "You are just an ordinary Nascent Soul cultivator, the only difference from me is that you are a woman. How can you repel these Nascent Soul masters, but I can't?"

Shen Lang replied: "You are weak, you are stupid, and you are cowardly."

Tan Xiucheng slowly typed a question mark: "...?"

He's weak, he's stupid, and he's cowardly?
——Tan Xiucheng was furious!
"Don't talk nonsense!" he roared.

Shen Lang rolled his eyes lightly, ignored him, and only said:
"You go to Yeting and guard it, and I'll catch the emperor's old son."

Tan Xiucheng grumbled and went obediently.

...

Ye Ting.

When Shen Lang caught the emperor's old son, Tan Xiucheng was about to be tortured by the woman in pink and went crazy.

When he saw Shen Lang, he cried like he saw his own father: "This woman has a problem with her head, she keeps calling me Sanlang, and pesters me to paint her eyebrows!"

Shen Lang smiled, threw the Emperor in front of the woman like a rag, and said, "Here, I brought you your Saburo, it's time for you to open the secret compartment for us."

The woman quickly squatted down, holding the emperor's face in both surprise and joy, but her face changed slightly when she heard her words, and she said, "I don't understand what you are talking about..."

Shen Lang clicked his tongue softly, and pointed at her feet: "From now on, you will pretend to be a human being, and your feet will not touch the ground, lest others will not know that you are a ghost."

"!" The woman was shocked.

"You, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Tan Xiucheng on the side also stared round, and subconsciously looked at the woman's feet, his face suddenly turned pale——

Dare to feel that he was haunted by a ghost just now!

Shen Lang continued to laugh and said: "You can vent your grievances, and leave when you're done venting. It's shameful to linger in the cold palace all the time."

Tan Xiucheng quickly grabbed her arm and reminded: "I still want her to bring us something..."

"I know." She glanced at him, "Don't forget serious things, I'm not you."

Tan Xiucheng: "..."

Seeing the calmness of the two, the woman said sadly: "In the past, there were people who heard that Ye Ting was haunted by ghosts, and never dared to approach them. You two, and the one who came before, are not afraid at all. What a ghost did to me was too embarrassing. ..."

Shen Lang suddenly said: "Your face is new,... who did you put it on?"

There was a sudden chill all around.

The woman's face gradually turned from blue to white, like a dead corpse, densely packed with dark purple spots covering her two exposed hands.

"This is..." Tan Xiucheng stared at her hand in astonishment.

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows slightly: "...a zombie?"

The emperor lying on the ground was already yelling in fright, "Don't look for me" and "I didn't kill you".

Tan Xiucheng looked at Shen Lang solemnly, and said in a low voice, "Do you want to get rid of it?"

Shen Lang tucked his hair behind his ears gracefully, and said in a soft and slow voice, "No need. Isn't it interesting to watch former lovers kill each other?"

Tan Xiucheng felt a shudder down his spine, only thinking that this woman was seriously ill. ——Watching people and ghosts kill each other, what good would it do her!
The woman had slowly torn off her face, revealing the rotten face underneath—"Ouch!!" Tan Xiucheng opened his round eyes and leaned over, vomited out.

Shen Lang patted him on the back and scolded him: "No prospect!"

The woman was not disturbed by their movement at all, but gently stroked the emperor's face, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty...do you still recognize me..."

"Zhuang, Zhuanger..." the emperor trembled, his body trembling like a sieve, and he said tremblingly, "I didn't harm you, yes, yes...it was that woman who shamelessly seduced me, and confused me so much that I abandoned you... My dear, how could I forget your kindness, you helped me gain the world, and it was too late for me to favor you, so how could I have the intention to harm you!"

The woman named "Zhuang'er" just stared at him silently.

Tan Xiucheng managed to piece together the whole story from the intermittent words of the emperor:
It turned out that Zhuang'er had been assisting the emperor to win the world, but the young emperor seemed to have other loves. He loved Zhuang'er in every possible way on the surface, but in fact he just let Zhuang'er act as a shield for his beloved.Zhuang'er saved him from danger several times, but after winning the world, he sneered at her with true love.

In the end, true love made a plan to frame her for having an affair with the eunuch, which caused her to be demoted to the court, fell into a dry well and died.

Tan Xiucheng felt very uncomfortable with this story, thinking that the emperor was sick, and so was the woman.

Shen Lang laughed while listening, thinking coolly, this is really a bloody and common abuse script, if Zhuang Er doesn't reborn in this situation, he will feel sorry for the audience.

She smiled lightly, and said to the stiff Zhuang'er, "Why didn't you kill him?"

"No," Zhuang'er moaned, "he deserves to die, but he can't die. He is the emperor, and once he dies, the world will be in chaos."

Shen Lang nodded, and suddenly said: "If I give you a chance to start over, what will you do?"

"Of course it's to cram his tendons, peel off his skin, let him and that bastard hate each other and torture him for the rest of his life, and embrace a new emperor—"

Her words were ruthless, with a ruthless force, which seemed to be squeezed out between the teeth, making the sweaty emperor even more shivering, his nose and tears covered his face, how could he see the slightest charm?
Shen Lang shook his head when he heard this, and said in disapproval: "This is not good. Since the dog and the man have ruined your life, wouldn't it be better for you to become an emperor on your own?"

Zhuang'er was taken aback for a moment, and before she could feel the smell, she felt a burst of warmth on her body - this was the body temperature of a person she had never felt after death.

"Here, if you have a grudge, hurry up and take out the things for us." Going around, the focus is still on the Huiyan Pill in the dark grid.

Zhuang'er's eyes were slightly cold, and in the next moment, his five fingers turned into claws, directly scratching the emperor's face, scarlet and thick blood slowly gushed out, the pain made the emperor scream out in pain, and burst out into a terrific scream. With great strength, he broke free from Zhuang'er's grip and rolled on the ground.

Zhuang'er smiled fiercely, stopped looking at him, stood up and walked towards the head of the bed stiffly, chanted some incantation, then broke off a small piece of his thumb and pressed it on the secret compartment——

"Click" the dark grid opened in response.

There was a small azure porcelain bottle inside, and Tan Xiucheng subconsciously glanced at Shen Lang, feeling astonished.

Huiyan Dan...is it really here?
How did this woman figure it out?
Zhuang'er handed the Huiyan Pill to Shen Lang, then lowered his eyes and said quietly: "I shouldn't be wandering in the human world. I didn't kill the dog emperor this time. It was for the sake of the world. I should leave when I'm exhausted." .”

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows: "They have harmed you to this point, and you have died for no apparent reason. Some causes and effects still have to be paid back."

I don't know who said this to, but the emperor on the ground suddenly widened his eyes, and a look of panic and despair appeared on his bloody face.

"Look, he's not stupid." Shen Lang glanced at him with a sneer, and then said to Zhuang'er, "You have to be more careful in the future."

(End of this chapter)