Dressed as the sword of a Babylonian tyrant

Seeing Sartu covering his head in pain, little Luo Lai burst into tears, struggling hard, and Mossa almost failed to hold it several times.

The female assistant, Mossa, was surprised by the anxious and anxious look of the little monster in her hand. She never expected that Lord Jiao would not be afraid at all of the madness of the king. On the contrary, she was so worried about the king. She was surprised and warmed her heart. She comforted her and said :

"Master Jiao, don't worry, just watch."

Luo Lai glared at her: What are you looking at, you big villain!

It continued to struggle, seeing that Sartu's condition was getting worse, it really wanted to fly over!

But soon, a different movement came from the entrance of the hall, which caught Luolai's attention. He saw Xilic, whose head was wrapped in gauze, and whose wound hadn't healed, hurried in with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, followed by a woman Luolai knew well. , Akrita.

What is she here for?

How could Xilik and the others let others in at this time?

This is not right...

Luo Lai felt that something was wrong, so he quieted down suspiciously.

Akrita received an urgent message from the Assyrian prince Solad, and learned that this morning is a good time for her to succeed in taking over the position. Akrita, who had been holding back for several days, was very excited.

She thought of the incredible luck that she had to fly from a little dancer to a branch to become a phoenix this year, and also thought of the glory of being the queen of Babylon in the future, so she couldn't wait to take twice as much medicine as usual, even the maid I ran over without any belt!

In the beginning, those aides and the confidants of the King of Babylon did not let her in, but so what?

Didn't she cry a few times and express her concern for the king, and they idiots believed it was true and took her to see Sartu in person?

Haha, when your king is obsessed with the medicine on my body, everything in Babylon will become mine immediately!

Akrita couldn't hide her excitement, she was faster than Sirik who was leading the way, and she made a weeping expression, rushing in front of all the maids like the wind.

But when she saw the terrifying appearance of the man in the middle, Akrita's sad expression froze on her face, replaced by horror.

The facial features that didn't have time to change her expression made her delicate face distorted in a funny way.

Fortunately, Akrita quickly remembered that she couldn't reveal her secrets, and she froze and looked worried, but she was not as close as before.

She rubbed against the spot, and couldn't hide her desire to retreat: "Wang...I'm Aike..."

The king of Babylon who was beating someone suddenly turned to look at her.

Akrita stared at those scarlet pupils, and the remaining words were held in her throat as if being strangled.

so, so scary...

How could he be so crazy? !

No, I can't stay here!

Akrita almost turned around and ran away, but was hugged by a man who stepped over a few steps!

As planned.

The other party sniffed her neck obsessively, but she didn't have the happiness and pride of success she imagined, only the fear of wanting to cover her neck and scream.

The moment the man approached, she didn't feel his love, she just felt as if she was being crushed by a lion. The man opened his fangs, growled threateningly in a low voice, and breathed threateningly at her neck...

The death alarm sounded, and dense goosebumps appeared on the touched skin physiologically!

In the next second, Akrita's neck will be severely bitten by a man, and the blood splattered from her death is extremely miserable!

"King, king..."

Akrita was about to cry.

The surrounding maids and Sartu's confidantes said with great satisfaction:

"It seems that Wang really loves you, Miss Acolita."

"Yes, the king will be quiet only when you come!"

"You are really important to the king..."

"yes……"

Hearing their compliments, Ekrita suppressed her nausea and forced a smile. Just as she was about to put her hands on Sartu's back, she heard the assistant officer named Xilic say quietly:

"Since that's the case, Ms. Ekorita will stay and serve the mad king personally."

Akrita: "...?!!"

what!

Let me take care of a madman? !

If she hadn't seen Sartu's crazy appearance of choosing someone and ignoring her relatives, Ekrita might have happily agreed.

just now...

Akrita, who was always afraid of being bitten to death, shook her head quickly, with unconcealable fear in her eyes: "No, no..."

As soon as she refused, the henchmen of the Babylonian king looked at her unkindly.

"What? Are you despising and fearing such a king?!"

"I've been...yes, I've been feeling unwell lately! You know, I've been staying in my side hall for cultivation these days... Serving all night may or may not be possible, why don't I, I'll come back in the afternoon!"

Akrita thought horribly, let her be with a lunatic day and night, it would be better to kill her!

She dared not look them in the eye.

Fortunately, the group of confidantes had no doubts and quickly agreed.

Seeing that they didn't embarrass herself, Akrita couldn't control her feet and wanted to run away, and she didn't want to stay for a second. She said a few perfunctory words to express her love and concern without sincerity, then turned around and left.

She held back tightly, and only after she left the sight of the group of people did she cover her neck that had been sprayed by the man's breath, but she couldn't wipe away the trembling and the panic of approaching death.

Damn, damn madman!

Akrita cursed in her heart with an ugly face.

When I take the position of the queen and pretend to be pregnant, I will poison you with a glass of poisoned wine!

And she's gone soon.

Just as Luo Lai saw the two hugging each other, Ting Xilic and the others couldn't help being jealous and sad after saying those words, there was a sudden silence in the palace.

Then, it's like the filming is over.

Under Luo Lai's bewildered eyes, the maids on the ground stopped crying and stood up one after another to clean the palace as if nothing had happened.

The old lady Latas, who was still in tears just now, wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief and smiled.

The general with a bruised nose and a swollen face even wiped the wound on his face with his hands, and suddenly a large bruise disappeared...

"..." Little Luo Lai silently shifted his gaze to Xilik, and saw Xilik licking off the suspected blood stains from his mouth, looking outside with contempt and laughing: "Stupid woman!"

ha?

Stupid woman?

Luo Lai, whose mind was blank, was brought in front of the man in the middle by Mosssa.

The female assistant officer's soft voice was full of smiles: "Wang, next time, let's tell Mr. Jiao, Mr. Jiao is terrified."

After she finished speaking, she had become a little fool. When Luo Lai was forced to see the man with his head bowed up, there was no distortion on that handsome face, a grin like a murderous maniac.

Hu Po raised her eyes arrogantly upwards, still looking down on everyone from above.

When he carried the dazed villain and put it on his shoulder, there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Nai Lailai, who seems to want to understand something: ...

Nai Lailai, who thoroughly figured out what was going on: ...

... oh well.

...Grandson, play me?

The expressionless little slapped farmer put his two claws into his sleeves, squatted on the shoulder of the bastard owner who was beaten by a thousand knives, and thought seriously:

Am I shitting on his head for a while?

Or take a shit on his head? ?

Or take a shit on his head? ? ?

Smile:)

Stupid author: Do not throw away the slag, beat it with egg wash, wrap it in bread crumbs, and put it in an oil pan——

Sartu raised his eyebrows: Huh?

Stupid author: hey~