The Strongest Little Devil: Master, Come to Fight!

Ji Wuya looked dumbfounded!

When he heard the news, he was anxious and came straight over. Looking back now, everything is too coincidental.

Why did the other party tell himself that Luo Xiaoman had an accident at this moment?

"No! I have to go back and explain to the emperor!" Ji Wuya frowned, realizing the seriousness of the problem.

"No need!" Luo Xiaoman sighed and said helplessly: "We are turning back now, as if we went back after a good deal, do you think they will believe what we said?"

"After all, if you are really innocent, you shouldn't run away in the first place. If we go back now, will we die?"

"Ah? Little master, what should I do now?" Ji Wuya wanted to cry without tears. Isn't this escape? It's not if I don't escape, what's the matter?

"Of course it's fleeing...wait!" Luo Xiaoman stopped abruptly when he wanted to continue to escape.

She seemed to have thought of something, took out a flower from the Spirit Medicine Garden and pinched it in her hand.

"go back."

"Go back?" Ji Wuya was stunned again. "Little master, you just said you can't go back, and you will say go back again. Will you go back or escape?"

"I'll say it again, go back!" Luo Xiaoman raised his eyes, looked at Ji Wuya deeply, and said in a deep voice: "However, I am going back alone, and you are going to Luo's house."

"No!" Ji Wuya was startled, then frowned: "Little master, I can't let you go back alone, isn't this going to die?"

"Don't worry, I'm sober now." Luo Xiaoman curled his lips, showing a faint smile, two small dimples on his pretty face, blooming with confidence.

Seeing this, Ji Wuya understood, then nodded, and said: "Little master, you are all careful!"

After speaking, he put down Luo Xiaoman and quickly flew out of the palace.

"Luo Xiaoman!!" At this time, Cheng Feng chased him, and when he saw Luo Xiaoman standing still, he couldn't help showing a look of astonishment, "You didn't leave?"

"Of course." Luo Xiaoman hooked his lips and smiled faintly: "The big godfather loves me so much, he will definitely not take me too much!"

"Oh, you killed the second prince, the blood and flesh of the emperor. What qualifications do you have as an outsider to compare with the second prince?" Cheng Feng squinted his eyes, waved his hand, and said coldly: "Take it for me!"

Luo Xiaoman raised his hand without resisting, "I surrendered, okay?"

At this time, Zhu Yingtian stepped up and stepped into Zhu Yan's bedroom.

He stared at Zhu Yan who was lying on the ground, his eyes flashed with incredible color.

"Yan, what's the matter with you?" Zhu Yingtian's throat squirmed, and he trembled: "Get up, don't scare the emperor!"

However, Zhu Yan remained motionless, and the blood on the ground gradually solidified.

"Yan!!" Zhu Yingtian roared and plopped, knelt on the ground and hugged Zhu Yan.

He shouted heartbrokenly: "Why don't you let go and keep pestering Luo Xiaoman? If you can let go and stay silent for a while, this throne is yours!"

"When your emperor brother does not want to inherit the throne, the father wants you to inherit the throne. You are the smartest of my three children. I only blame you for being too young and not stable enough to delay passing the throne. Give you."

"I abolished you, but I want you to cultivate your character and grow up enough to bear the responsibility of a country. Why do you think your father named you Zhu Yan! Because you are the next emperor of Zhu Yan country!"

Unfortunately, Zhu Yan is too impatient!

He was afraid of losing, he was greedy, and eventually lost himself.

However, it's all over!

What remained was just a corpse that was getting colder!