Quick Wear: What to do, he loves the crazy evil god

Qi Xiang was shocked: "Where is your bottom line?"

Mu Ci: "What bottom line do you have in front of my man?"

"Okay, add! Add! I'll let Ahri add it!"

Qi Xiang silently felt aggrieved. After all, your man is an evil god who is invincible in the world of gods. I will listen to you, all the time!

"Qi Xiang, help me up and lean on him for a while. My butt hurts from lying down."

Qi Xiang helped Mu Ci to stand up and said,

"The arrow that shot you is still poisonous. Once the remaining poison is cleared, you will feel better."

Mu Ci panted twice, leaned against the head of the bed, and suddenly saw the white hair hanging by his side.

When he pulled it up and saw it was his, he was immediately filled with grief.

"Am I so old for this identity? My hair is all grey?"

Even if he is willing to have a relationship with Du Zai, Du Zai is not willing to take care of him in his old age!

Qi Xiang looked at Mu Ci with disdain, "Jiu Qian is only 25 years old. He is pursuing peerless martial arts. This white hair is caused by his previous obsession with martial arts. Don't you think it's beautiful?"

Mu Ci finally grasped the point, "Wait, the identity you said of me being second to none and above ten thousand people is the Nine Thousand Years Old?!!"

"Yeah! How cool!" Qixiang stood up and silently took a step back.

Mu Ci's expression changed immediately. He quickly lowered his head, lifted the hem of his inner clothes, and reached out to wipe it away.

Um? empty?

"Qi Xiang! F**k you! Where are my balls!!!"

Qi Xiang hurriedly took two steps back, still arguing, "Du Zai is here, you can't use it anyway."

Mu Ci gasped, "Whether he needs it or not, he has to have it. He has to have it if he's a man! This is a matter of dignity!!!"

"Anger is harmful to your health, and you're still sick! Be careful not to let the poison attack your heart." Qi Xiang knew he was in the wrong, and his voice became smaller and smaller. He didn't know how Mu Ci became a real eunuch.

The poison attacks the heart!

Mu Ci clenched his right hand into a fist.

This deceptive system not only caused him to be injured and poisoned, but also turned him into a eunuch!

My uncle can bear it, but my aunt can't!

Mu Ci grabbed the pillow next to him and threw it at Qi Xiang!

"Qi Xiang! I'm not done with you!"

Qi Xiang looked at the angry pillow flying towards him and dodged it skillfully. The pillow flew over his head and flew towards Helan Yanzhuo who had just stepped over the threshold in a wheelchair.

Helan Yanzhuo grabbed the flying pillow and looked at the beautiful woman sitting at the head of the bed, her fair face flushed red with anger.

When the beauty saw him, she was visibly stunned.

There was attachment and grievance in his eyes, as if he was looking at another person?

When Mu Ci saw that it was Helan Yanzhuo who caught the pillow, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated. He knew that this was Du Zai's soul.

This face looks very much like Watazai's, but is a bit more fierce and aggressive, and not as gentle and affectionate as Watazai saw him.

The moon-white cloud brocade robe added a touch of gentleness to him.

Helan Yanzhuo was pushed in by Leng Jiang, with a smile on his face, "Qixiang didn't serve Jiuqian well, he should be punished."

When Qixiang heard that he was going to be punished, he fell to his knees at Helan Yanzhuo's feet.

"Your Majesty, please spare my life! Qixiang just said that Jiu Qiansui risked his life to save you because he admired you, Your Majesty, and he got angry."

"I dare not say it again! Your Majesty, spare my life!"

Helan Yanzhuo raised his eyes and looked at Mu Ci with a smile, and Leng Jiang also looked at him with an expression of "I see".

Mu Ci turned his face away silently, this Qixiang!

He is not here to help him complete his mission, he is here to hinder him!

Mu Ci silently cursed Qi Xiang: "Qi Xiang, if you say anything nonsense again, I will chop you into pieces!"

Qi Xiang cried in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Oh, oh, oh, Mu Ci, I was wrong."

Mu Ci was surprised: "You can still talk to me in your sea of ​​consciousness like this?"

Ahri's voice sounded: "Qi Xiang is bound to you. He can talk to you in your sea of ​​consciousness even when he is beside you."

On the other side, Helan Yanzhuo saw that Mu Ci didn't say anything and thought that Mu Ci was shy.

In the Kingdom of Nanjing, he had made great military achievements and was the dream lover of many young girls.

In Nanjing Country, homosexuality is prevalent and many handsome boys have a crush on him.

But in the past thirty years, he had never been moved until he met Mu Ci.

As soon as he saw Mu Ci today, he couldn't help but want to be close to him, as if he had been waiting for thirty years just to meet Mu Ci.

So, he really hoped that what Qixiang said was true.

Helan Yanzhuo lowered his head and glanced at Qixiang who was kneeling at his feet.

This 17-year-old boy was the orphan of one of his most capable subordinates. He had brought him with him since he was 12 years old. Although he was a little naive, he had a very pure heart and he liked him very much.

Seeing that the beauty was still shy, he couldn't bear to punish Qixiang.

Then he said, "You are making up stories about me, the governor. Whether I will forgive you or not depends on what the governor says."

Mu Ci gritted his teeth secretly. If Qi Xiang wasn’t his system, he would have had someone drag him away and beat him with dozens of boards!

Don't punish him, at least scare him!

"Your Highness, you are joking. Qixiang is innocent. I like him very much. Why don't you come back to the West Factory with me?"

As expected, when Qixiang heard that he was going to be taken back to the West Factory, he immediately hugged Helan Yanzhuo's legs and begged, "Prince, I can't bear to leave you. Qixiang just wants to serve you. I don't want to be a eunuch!"

Seeing Mu Ci so angry, he believed that Mu Ci would really take him back to the Western Factory and castrate him.

Helan Yanzhuo ignored Qixiang and just thought Mu Ci was very interesting.

"I would like to ask the governor for a favor. He is the child of one of my subordinates and he is the only one in the family. If the governor likes him, I would like to send him to the governor's mansion to serve as a personal servant. That would be nice."

Mu Ci's almond-shaped eyes sparkled as he leaned against the head of the bed, looking at Helan Yanzhuo lazily, "How is your Majesty going to beg me?"

Leng Jiang opened his eyes wide. The governor was trying to seduce his prince!

Helan Yanzhuo kicked Qixiang, who was still holding his legs, away, and turned his wheelchair to the bedside.

She folded her hands, placed them on her knees, and said with a teasing look in her eyes, "How about I pledge my love to you?"

Qixiang no longer cared about the pain, grinned, and sat on the ground to watch the show.

Leng Jiang was even more shocked. Is this still his prince? He could even say such shameless words!

Mu Ci was speechless.

rogue!

Duzai would definitely not do that!

He just asked Ahri, Helan Yanzhuo in this plane has not been reborn, and has no memory of the previous plane.

He believed that Ahri came from the main system.

He didn't believe that Helan Yanzhuo fell in love with him at first sight.

Although Mu Ci knew that it was Du Zai's soul, he still felt a little lost.

"Your Majesty is such a joker."

Looking at the beauty's distant smile, Helan Yanzhuo's expression fell.

His eyebrows drooped, and he spoke in a low voice, pretending to be pitiful, "My legs are disabled now, and I am a useless person. It is reasonable for the governor to dislike me."

Mu Ci denied: "I didn't! I never discriminate against people with disabilities."

Thinking that he was also a eunuch now, he added: "Besides, I am also disabled."

In the original plot, Helan Yanzhuo's legs are now disabled and he cannot stand.

But when he was assassinated, he did see that Helan Yanzhuo's legs were intact.

Could it be that he was pretending? Mu Ci couldn't tell for a moment.

Seeing that Mu Ci was willing to give in, Helan Yanzhuo struck while the iron was hot.

"So, this prince and the governor are both people with the same fate. Why not, let this prince pledge his love to you!"