Kuaishou: After the failure of the male protagonist of Duhua

As soon as Niutou said a word, suddenly, he felt his body vacated.

Looking again, he was now firmly in Ma Mian's arms.

The horse-faced bull head looked at each other, stunned for a moment, the bull's head seemed to be scalded by the horse-faced embrace, and hurriedly broke free from the horse-faced embrace.

Niutou was about to say something immediately, but Ma Mian quickly covered his mouth.

Before Niutou could react, the horse leaned over and whispered in Niutou's ear: "Don't yell, Lord Ghost King is treating our lord inside."

Niutou, who was about to struggle and scold Ma Mian angrily, suddenly...struggled more violently, but he didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end.

As the bull's head struggled, the horse's face was covered even tighter.

Bull head: "..."

Sudden.

"Ah!" Ma Mian let out a low voice.

He hurriedly let go of the hand covering the bull's head, and looked at the bull's head with anger in his eyes.

Since both the ghost king and the judge were inside, he restrained his voice.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the bull's head and left here quickly.

There is nothing to talk about between them, let's go to fight first.

In the room, after Zhang Yuan fed Lu Qing a little of his own blood, he stood by the bed and quietly looked at the unconscious person on the bed.

His pale face gradually improved after he fed his own blood.

Chang Yuan looked at Lu Qing's face thoughtfully.

Lu Qing fainted suddenly, not because of illness, but because of a curse.

This is a rule of the underworld. All previous judges will be planted with a curse. This is to prevent the judge from betraying the ghost king. Even the ghost king can't solve the curse, but the blood of the ghost king can relieve the curse, which is equivalent to the antidote for the inability to heal.

In the past, two weeks before the end of time, no matter where he was, the judge would go to him, and he would be found, without exception.

However, this time, he had been back for such a long time, and it was not once or twice that this person met him, but each time, this person never opened his mouth.

As if, this person never knew.

So... what is it that makes this person never say a word...?

If this person hadn't committed a crime suddenly, he would have almost forgotten that there was still a curse on this person.

Zhang Yuan didn't stand in Lu Qing's room for a long time. After Lu Qing's complexion completely improved, Zhang Yuan turned around and left Lu Qing's room.

Outside the door, a bull-headed horse with a horse face after a great battle came slowly, seeing Zhang Yuan coming out, the two hurriedly lowered their heads and bowed in salute.

in unison:

"Master Ghost King."

The bull's head was the most embarrassed, the whole bull's face was bruised and swollen.

Zhang Yuan didn't care about what happened to the two of them, he looked ahead and said something to the two of them,

"You take care of him."

After speaking, he strode away.

With a bruised nose and a swollen face on his head, he watched Chang Yuan leave.

Ma Mian raised his head, just in time to see the expression on Niu Tou's face.Originally, it was funny to make an expression with a cow face, but looking at it now, it is even more funny.

For a while, Ma Mian couldn't hold back.

When Niutou saw the smile on Ma Mian's face, the anger in his heart was instantly aroused.

"It's all you!! Let's fight to the death again!"

Ma Mian looked at Niu Tau, "Obviously you fell it yourself, even if you become angry, I won't blame you, if you have the time to fight with me, you might as well think about how to fix the door of the adults, you know our adults If your lord wakes up and sees your character, you will definitely be skinned."

Bull head: "..."

With a word on the horse's face, Niutou suddenly remembered something, and he hurriedly looked towards the door.

I saw that the door that was intact before was now lying on the ground torn apart.

The bull's head couldn't hold back for a while, and trembled.

Needless to say, he could already predict his end.