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Chapter 966

Chapter 966

Secret Service Princess: The Cold Prince's Black Belly Wife

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his familiar room. He was awakened by nightmares. It can be said that he stubbornly regarded everything just as a nightmare. He wiped the cold sweat on his head, turned over to get out of bed, and poured a cup of tea for himself. With a crash, he threw his teacup to the ground, because it contained not fresh tea, but red blood with a rotten smell.

"Come on! Come on He took a deep breath, and his panic was followed by anger. He thought that someone must be fighting against him and calling people to come in.

"Patriarch, what can I do for you?" After a while, a servant of Fuxi nationality pushed the door and came in, lowered his head and asked respectfully.

"What the hell is going on here?"!? Why isn't there tea in it? " Nangong Yifeng was angry and fell the teapot to the servant's feet and roared, "how do you do things in the end?"!? Do you have a brain? "

"Patriarch, this is what you told us to do." The servant hesitated for a long time, and finally raised his head, slightly deflected his head, and said, "you said that our brain is useless. We should eat it for you, so we put our brain and tea together. Why? Don't you like the taste? Let's go in a different way

"You!!! You Nangong Yifeng not only stepped back several steps after seeing the servant's appearance, but also had this obvious wound on his forehead, which was hovering like a centipede, but also faintly bleeding out. His eyes had been sunken inside, and his eyes were wide, as if half of them would fall out at any time.

"Patriarch, is it the servant's appearance that scares you? This is the fault of a slave. Please forgive me. " The servant seemed to realize his gaffe and felt sorry. He raised his hand and touched his head. He said apologetically, "because this project has just started, so the work on the aftermath is not very good. But you can rest assured that we will deal with ourselves well and will not scare the clan leader any more."

"Enough, enough, get out, get out of here, all of you!" Nangong Yifeng roared and said, the servant did not know why he touched his head, Fu Fu's body and retreated.

The servant left, and Nangong Yifeng gave a long sigh of relief and fell heavily into the big chair, frowning. What is going on? How can you inexplicably appear so many abnormal events? Just as he was thinking about it, it suddenly became dark. A beam of light shone on him and the big chair. He felt that the chair seemed to be unstable. He looked down and looked at it, but it scared him a lot.

This chair is now placed on a mountain of corpses, flowing with blood, and he is sitting on the top of the mountain of corpses as a king. His spirit is on the verge of collapse. Is that what he always wanted? No no no! It's not what he wants, it's not! He longed for power, but not to this extent! He doesn't want to walk to the top with so many corpses. It's not what he wants, it's not!

"Go back. It's not supposed to be the place you're taking." A woman's voice sounded out of thin air, and the gentle tone calmed his restlessness and uneasiness.

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