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Chapter 723 The Grumpy Sleeping Beauty of the Morbid Wizard 16

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    The king inside the house didn't notice anything wrong, instead he swung a knife and slashed at the duck's neck.

    The duck's head was cut by a sharp knife, and it broke instantly. The duck's head hit the ground somewhat alone.

    The red blood seemed to be gushing out, bubbling out along the passing hands.

    The king, however, did not show the slightest fear or timidity. Instead, he pinched the duck that had lost its head excitedly and handed it to the ice coffin.

    Duck blood dripped onto the ice coffin like running water.

    In the next second, at the place stained with duck blood, the ice quickly turned into smoke and dissipated!

    And the queen lying in the ice coffin slowly opened her eyes with trembling eyelashes.

    Those eyes were full of emotion, and she was full of deep sorrow and endless thoughts.

    Mu Ran was dumbfounded.

    This Isn't this the method that the wizard invented to deceive the king?

    Why, why did people really wake up?

    Mu Ran was anxious and wanted to look more carefully.

    He exerted a little force on his hand, and the gap that opened the door widened.

    Later, he woke up completely.

    The duck blood also melted the entire ice coffin.

    The king was full of love and obsession, and gently lifted his hands from the ice coffin.

    He turned around and saw a gap in the door at a glance.

    Immediately looked alert: "Who is outside the door?"

    Mu Ran trembled, knowing that he couldn't hide it.

    He quickly asked Wen Xi to transfer the duck to another place, and opened the door with a smirk: "Father, it's me."

    When the king saw Mu Ran, he didn't have much emotion on his face.

    Even today, I don't want to pretend anymore.

    "It's you." The king said perfunctorily.

    The corner of Mu Ran's mouth was a little stiff in his smile, and he said dryly, "Father, whatwhat's going on?"

    Mu Ran's eyes looked into his arms.

    The king subconsciously tightened his hands, hugged the queen and turned around, preventing Mu Ran from seeing the queen.

    He issued an order to evict the guest in a light voice: "Who is this, I don't need to tell you. It's getting late, you should go back quickly."

    Mu Ran choked and couldn't say anything.

    If it is the current situation, if he continues to ask, what he waits for I am afraid that he will end up like the duck over there.

    Because of the blessing of the general plot of the movie just now, Mu Ran felt that the room he was in now was full of blood.

    Especially the king, it seems that what is standing under his feet is not the floor, but the skeletons all over the floor. His back looks like a butcher, which is a little scary.

    Mu Ran could only smile dryly: "Okay, then I'll go down"

    Mu Ran closed the door carefully, and left with Wen Xi.

    He pondered and felt that something was wrong.

    Why would a person who had been dead for many years wake up?

    Moreover, the emotion in her eyes is real, not fake!

    Mu Ran couldn't figure it out.

    Under Wen Xi's deliberate guidance, Mu Ran finally returned to his room.

    In the room, the duck was sitting on a stool and crying and crying: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo s oh my God! Why, why is my fate so miserable? Whywhy didn't I die, instead  It was my companion who died?"

    Hearing the last sentence, Mu Ran paused slightly, tilted his head, with a look of doubt in his eyes: "Wen Xi, what does the duck mean?"

    Wen Xi glanced coldly at the duck that was still beating the table and crying, pretending to be wronged and said: "Your Highness, you don't know I'm so entangled! The king, the king can also use magic.  He saw it, so he deliberately transferred a knocked-out duck from the kitchen to disguise it"

    Mu Ran's head hurts a bit.

    He thought that what Wen Xi transferred was not a living thing, but an illusory duck, but he didn't expectit turned out to be real

    What is this called?

    His original intention was to save the duck, but it was transferred back to be exactly the same. This What is the difference except that it is not the same duck?

    But there is no other way, who made the father of the original owner so perverted

    Mu Ran helplessly sighed, "It's not your fault either."

    Mu Ran psychologically?? Avoid a little uncomfortable.

    Animals in this world have the same IQ as humans. It can almost be said that except for their appearance, other things are the same.

    The only difference from animals is that they can understand what humans say, whether they are humans or animals.

    But animals can choose which human beings understand what they say.

    Doesn't this mean that they still killed a person?

    What really troubled Mu Ran was not the matter of killing the duck.

    Rather Wen Xi didn't hesitate to make a move.

    This made him feel that he had overlooked something about Wen Xi.

    "Wen Xi, where are you from?" Mu Ran looked at him tentatively.

    Wen Xi pursed her lips, feeling a little aggrieved: "Your Highness, I told you so clearly, but you you actually forgot I am from the Four-leaf Clover Kingdom!"

    Seeing that he was about to shed tears like melon seeds again, Mu Ran gritted his teeth, but he couldn't hold back: "Wen Xi, can you not be like this in the future?"

    "Is this what it looks like?" Wen Xi was unhappy, "You, do you despise me, oh, oh, oh, oh"

    Wen Xi's eyes were flushed, and crystal clear tears fell patteringly. He touched the tears at the corners of his eyes innocently and purely, exuding a pitiful and weak breath.

    Wen Xi stood there crying, like a small white flower swaying in the wind, so pitiful that one couldn't help but want to caress it.

    Mu Ran had a headache. He took a step forward and patted Wen Xi's shoulder: "I didn't despise you, how could I despise you?"

    Wen Xi sobbed and hiccupped: "Really, really?"

    The helpless little white flower, eyes filled with tears, looks at you full of grievances.

    This - who can say words that hate and dislike?

    "Really!" Looking at him like this, Mu Ran couldn't help but feel soft-hearted, and nodded quickly to express his heart.

    Wen Xi smiled brightly through tears.

    While Mu Ran's mood suddenly felt better, he couldn't help feeling a strange feeling¡ªwhat did he mainly want to ask just now?  How do you feel that you were let in by Wen Xiao?

    Mu Ran did not get an answer to this question in the end.

    It was still dark and it was still dark. He climbed into bed again and planned to find out who the queen was from tomorrow.

    Wen Xi pouted her buttocks, flirting cutely and rubbed against Mu Ran again.

    However, a certain duck that tried to climb onto Mu Ran's bed was kicked out of the door by Wen Xi mercilessly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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