stop for me

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Song Tao's patience is obviously not very good. As soon as the genius was dark, he was already pacing in the living room with his hands behind his back. Several times he wanted his subordinates to invite those two down, but he was afraid that his suspiciousness would alert Huang Shang... …It’s not good to ruin your own big thing.

Huang Shang really found the right way this time. Under Wang Mumu's astonished eyes, he changed the water in the bathtub several times to wash the blackness that appeared in his body inexplicably. He looked at himself as white as jade, but he was full of soul power In his arm, Huang Shang circulated the seeds of Xuanqi, and the Xuanzhi Mingwang acupoint broke through to the fourth acupoint before he knew it!

Huang Shang suppressed the ecstasy in his heart. After being suppressed for nearly a hundred years, he finally felt the long-lost cultivation again!

"Your Majesty, this servant seems to feel that you are a little... different from usual." Wang Mumu said blankly.

Of course it is different!Huang Shang looked at his hands, and felt that Wang Mumu was pleasing to the eye for the first time. His body has been tempered by magic tools. Although it is not visible on the surface, he is ready to start cultivating immortal bones.

"Come here." Huang Shang beckoned to Wang Mumu, and Wang Mumu moved his face towards him. Then, Huang Shang used clean water to draw three horizontal lines on the left and right sides of Wang Mumu's face, completely resembling an animal.

"Haha, stupid cat!" Huang Shang laughed.

Wang Mumu gave him a reproachful look, but he was not angry, and said, "Then what are you? You can also spit black water, from "Mountain and Sea Monsters"?"

Huang Shang was choked, and stretched out his hand to pinch Wang Mumu's face, remembering that he was the one who translated the content of "Mountain and Sea Strange" for Wang Mumu back then, when Wang Mumu became eloquent.

"Hey, hey, pain, the emperor's life, the slave dare not, dare not." Wang Mumu begged with a smile.

Huang Shang didn't use any strength at all, he asked with a smile: "Then what do you say you are?"

Wang Mumu immediately became serious: "Your Majesty, your behavior is unreasonable. If the officials see it, you must read several books."

The emperor laughed loudly and said: "Even the imperial court no longer exists here, so how can we talk about officials?!"

Wang Mumu wrinkled his face and said: "You are trying to force me to write a pen and act as a speaker."

"How many words do you know?" the emperor asked.

Wang Mumu looked proud: "Slaves can still write the word [Emperor]."

Huang Shang's gaze was full of tenderness, and he pinched Wang Mumu's other face. He remembered how he was when he first taught Wang Mumu to write. Wang Mumu's face was black and red every day, but he couldn't write no matter what. Well, just when Huang Shang was about to be so angry with Wang Mumu's stupidity that he didn't want to teach him anymore, Wang Mumu took a piece of rice paper and pointed to himself the "Huang" on it.

A fool who can't even write his own name, but remembers him...

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After dawdling for a while, just when Song Tao couldn't help but want to knock on the door, Wang Mumu, whose face was pinched and flushed, came out with the emperor with a cold expression.

Song Tao immediately went up to meet him and asked, "I've cleaned up all the people in the room. When do you think it's better to treat my illness?"

Huang Shang glanced around, and there was indeed no one around. He said, "I asked you today whether anyone died in this house, and you haven't answered me yet."

Song Tao pondered for a moment, knowing that he couldn't hide it today, and this person could tell at a glance that someone died in his place, so he must be somewhat savvy, he said: "Yes, does this have something to do with my illness? ?”

Huang Shang looked at Wang Mumu behind him. Wang Mumu tried his best to turn the seeds of profound energy in his body. He could see clearly that the mist around Song Tao's neck gradually returned into the shape of a pair of hands. Afterwards, the black mist passed through Song Tao again. Tao's chest, Song Tao lowered his head and coughed.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Wang Mumu looked at Huang Shang.

Huang Shang turned his head slightly, and said: "I let you see that the black mist comes from the human body. If a person's resentment is too strong, it will become like this."

"Then wouldn't he be able to harm people?" Wang Mumu asked.

"Even if it's a harm, it's someone who hurt it before." Huang Shang looked at Song Tao without any warmth in his expression.

Song Tao was a little panicked. Although he vaguely noticed that Huang Shang seemed to be talking about this, he really didn't think that he was retribution. He remembered the tragic death of the woman and begged: "Mr. , sir, I beg you to save me, you can let me do anything in the future, I have two daughters, they can't lose me as a father."

Huang Shang and the little eunuch were actually a little confused. He had retribution himself, so what did it have to do with him and his daughter?Daughters are going to marry someone else's family, and his daughter must feel disgusted knowing that her father is such a scum.

Wang Mumu shook his head slightly at his own emperor.

Huang Shang even ignored Song Tao who was talking nonsense.The black mist of a person's body before death can indeed gather together, but according to Song Tao, this stubborn illness has been going on for half a year, so this black mist must rely on something to survive.

"Stay here." After Huang Shang finished speaking to Song Tao, he took Wang Mumu, the magic weapon, and began to search for something that could preserve his soul power in the huge room.

"Sir! Sir!" Song Tao shouted from behind. Seeing the two men leave immediately, he took a few steps forward, paused again, took out the wireless phone, and dialed the number quietly.

"Your Majesty, what are we going to do?" After the little eunuch asked, he whispered, "This servant really doesn't really want to save that Song Tao."

Huang Shangdao: "I didn't want to save him either, do you feel anything?"

"Hey? Since we don't save him, why do we still stay here?" The little eunuch asked puzzled.

"Don't you think there is a lot of black fog here?" Huang Shang stretched out his hand to caress the little eunuch, Wang Mumu had already started at this time and knew what the emperor was doing, and said: "You don't need to waste your soul power on the servant, Only slaves can see the black mist clearly."

"But what you see is not the whole picture, don't think about getting something for nothing." The emperor pointed out the consequences of the little eunuch not concentrating on cultivation.

"The slave is stupid, but the slave will be serious." Wang Mumu said helplessly, he hated studying by nature, when the emperor taught him how to read, he had already shed a layer of skin, unexpectedly after a few years, there was a new level.

The emperor doesn't believe what Wang Mumu said, Wang Mumu has always been very good at pretending to be confused, forget about the previous ones, Huang Shang still wants to return to the world of cultivating immortals, and bring his magic weapon to crush all those villains!

Anyone who offends me will die a terrible death!

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